MTL - Legend of the Cultivation God-v2 Chapter 3931 Confucianism

"Who is you?" When the magic book is close, Xiao Hua is in front of him and asks with the words of Confucianism in the Tibetan Immigrants. "Why did you ruin my Xiaoyu continent? Why did you destroy the blood of my people? Not a human race?"

"Ha ha ha ..." into the magic book fairy laughter, light and shadow flashing, revealing two clear light, the clear light is the golden body of Xiao Hua, but see the golden light of Xiao Hua Jin body flashing, like the wind blowing the candle Swaying, "Who are you? You are both an apprentice of the immortal fairyland, and now you are in the strength of flying up the fairy world. Why are you still worrying about things that are irrelevant here? You don't know that the door is soaring is to understand the cause and effect? ​​You are so much infected. The cause and effect, how can we take off the negative day and fly?"

In the words, the eyes of the magic book fairy are swept over the phoenix phoenix, the phoenix phoenix and the wudao people, frowning: "You are three more strange! Two are the demon enchantments, one is the witches taboo, how to follow This monk is here to provoke right and wrong? And why do you wait for the Jingyuan to look similar to this Terran monk? If you have the strength to go beyond this trend, the old man will almost treat you as one!"

"Fine yuan?" Xiao Hua's heart moved, as if he understood something, the Jingyuan is not something that the mortal monk can know. Xiao Hua was also known from the free magic mouth in the market that year, and he knows more, Jing Yuan It is the foundation of the monk's cultivation and the most important foundation for the cultivation of the avatar. In particular, Xiao Hua did not hear the word from Xu Zhi and Xingyue Fairy, so Xiao Hua can be sure that even the fairy world will not have too many immortals to know the essence, now that this is the magic book fairy The word, presumably, this book fairy has got the secret technique about the essence, and even Xiao Hua’s bold speculation, the magic book in the fairyland star blood sacrifice, in the Xiaoyu mainland blood sacrifice, may be for the Jingyuan.

So Xiao Hua tempted and asked: "What is Jing Yuan?"

"Who are you? I actually know the words of my Confucianism?" Into the magic book, the fairy asked, "And also the organic people who know the hatred of the old man?"

Xiao Hua thought for a moment and replied: "The poor road does not change its name and does not change its surname. The name is Xiao Hua! I don't know who is your surname?"

"Oh..." into the magic book, Xianyi smiled. "You have more thoughts. You seem to want to explore the details of the old man. Let me tell you, the old man is famous!"

“Hey?” Xiao Hua hurriedly recalled that he wanted to find the name from within the books of Confucianism, but unfortunately he did not wait for what Xiaohua thought of. He asked a faint question, “You are the apprentice of the two immortals, the old man. And ask you, where are they now?"

Xiao Hua did not answer immediately, but received thoughts and looked straight at him. He knew clearly that the reason why he said so much to himself, even the name told himself that the purpose was to Xu Zhihe. The whereabouts of Xingyue Fairy, a bad answer to oneself, may cause a bad reaction.

However, Xiao Hua’s thoughts are awkward and laughter. At this time, do you still have room for choice? It’s hard to answer yourself. Is there no war with this magic book? Since the first battle is inevitable, why bother to think about it?

So Xiao Hua said faintly: "Under the Xiaohua, although not the apprentices of the two immortals, the two predecessors have some advice on the cultivation of the next. As for the two younger generations, they do not want to hide in the next, they have returned to the fairy world!"

"Haha..." Hearing a big laugh, but he couldn't help but feel a bit bleak, but he said, "So, what is the old man's scruples? You can wait for it!"

Between the words, the wave of the sword, the sword rises, and the sword that seems to collapse in the sky will instantly cover Xiao Hua. Of course, this sword is just born, the interface law is falling again, and the unskilled sword is weakened by 40%. More than enough. Seeing that the sword fell back into the law of Xiaoyu’s mainland, Xiao Hua’s heart was determined, and cold and cold: “Even if the two predecessors of the immortal world are here, do you have scruples? Do you have to face Xiaomou, there is no jealousy. What? Where did the goodness in your heart go?"

"Haha, yes, good!" He waved the sword, but he still had a leisurely wrist and a sword flower. He laughed wildly. "The old man can hurt them in the upper bound. When they get here, can they still be afraid of them?"

I don’t wait for the sword to be thrown, but I’m going to hear the thunder screaming: “You’re coming in!”

Then I saw the Thunder’s wave, the sword smashed out, and the black and white brilliance outside the sword scorpion, the beautiful look of the Qing dynasty, with the Thunder’s real hand squatting on the sword, one The black and white with the nose and eyes showed, "Brush..." Waiting for this black and white thing to open his eyes, a black and white light curtain instantly rushed out of the sword, as if to cover the whole world! This light curtain is as if it can open the sky and tear the fierceness of the sky, and the black and white brilliance is rushing to the top door of the dragon!

"Hey, you can sacrifice such a fierce spirit, it is not easy!" In the face of such a fascinating spirit, not too surprised, and even some ridiculous tone to laugh at the thunder, "but If you want to use this thing to kill the old man, it is a dream!"

In the words, 嬴馗 嬴馗 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” The scroll of the book is revealed, although the petal-like book is only a silhouette, and only half a piece, can be a breathless atmosphere, and it is from this outline, "咔嚓嚓..." Out, there are a lot of laws and regulations that fall, and this is not to be banned by the rainy continent!

When I saw it, I smiled coldly, but I didn’t see how to make a move. "Brush..." The book scrolled up, half of the petals were put together, and the strong breath no longer rushed out, but it swirled like a swing! As this breath rotates, it is a gushing five-way instinct that has also changed rapidly, slowly turning into five huge vortexes scattered around!

Look at Xiao Hua, who can tear the heavens and the earth, and wait until it falls to the top of the skull. The whole black and white light curtains are extremely distorted, and when they are barely falling, they fall on the half of the flowers. Now! With the birth and death of the flower, the scroll of the book, the black and white 诛灵元光 can not be penetrated anyway!

"Three flowers gather top!!!" Xiaohua's Confucianism has been cultivated to the point of the five-gas dynasty, and the literary music is a sacred literary genre. Before I saw the three flowers, Xiaohua may not know that this is The three flowers gather at the top, and the half-petal of the top of the skull is visible. He immediately knows that this is the three-flowered roof cultivated by the heavenly book fairy.

"Damn!" Seeing that Ling Yuanguang has no fruit, Thunder is really angry. He urges mana, but sees the whole sword, the black and white light curtain rotates at a very high speed, and the spirit of Yuan Ling Yuanguang is rumbling... Out, almost a few hundred miles left. It is a pity that the witches and thunders are really urging, and Lingyuan Yuanguang only hovered over the outline of the petal, like the spring breeze of flowers, after all, it cannot be dropped!

"I don't believe it!" Thunder was even more angry. He screamed and slammed the scorpion, and his hands swayed. The thunder and thunder of the whole body, countless thunders turned into big hands and fell, and wanted to shackle!

However, even more so that Xiaohua’s stunned thing happened. The thunder’s hand, which was unfavorable to the thunder, was just left to the left, suddenly annihilated, like the declining thunder, the pieces withered!

"This... what is going on here?" Thunder is completely stupid!

Xiao Hua blinked his eyes and could see it clearly. The thunder and the real thunder fell between the big hands, and there was a strange wave in the whole body. This wave was like light and shadow, invisible and inferior. When the thunder hit the light, it disappeared immediately!

Xiao Hua’s heart moved, faintly asked: “It seems that you were hiding in the vicinity of the sword. It’s no wonder that the sword is not born!”

"Haha, you are a good eye!" He did not deny it, laughing loudly. "The old man wants to use the sword and the suffocating gas to heal the wound. Who knows that the sword has disappeared without any reason, and it really disappoints your old man!"

Speaking of this, I took a turn: "However, it is also the old man's good fortune, there are other transports! Now, you have to wait for you to come to the door, presumably you wait for the monks who have touched the laws of heaven and earth, more than ordinary Are the monks in the world more useful?"

In the words, the rare one pushes the top of the Confucian crown, "Booming and banging..." is another five muffled sounds, five pure and innate spurts, falling on half of the petals, "brush ......"The half of the petals are like butterflies spreading wings, and the golden inscriptions on the scrolls are coming out. "Oh..." Although the laws of heaven and earth continue to fall, these inscriptions disappear into five huge whirlpools. Inside!

"Oh..." The weird clear light flew out of the whirlpool. With the clear light, there are tens of millions of inscriptions of different sizes. These inscriptions are different from the previous inscriptions of golden light. Color, these inscriptions are like life, very aura to fly everywhere, and where they fly, the light curtains that volatilize the vortex tear!

But seeing a star revealing, these stars are abnormal!

But see the mountains and the peaks, these peaks show the spirit!

But see a river flowing through, these rivers are crystal clear!

"Not good!" Xiao Hua was shocked, and his body shape seemed to be flying away. However, seeing the star near the starlight, the sky was boundless, Xiao Hua smiled bitterly, the book fairy is a book fairy, not a self-discipline. The monk is comparable, but it is an instant, and he has fallen into the field space of the book fairy...

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