"This young man is a legendary saint?
Too young. ” Meng Ke looked at it with a pair of eyes, and at the same time his heart was beating wildly and looked at Chu Wangxian.
Among the Confucian sects, the ancient ancestors are revered, and the person in front of him is known as the ancestor of the Feng clan and the legendary Chinese saint.
Even if Meng Ke was rebellious in the ghost realm, he naturally wanted to bow his head when he saw Chu Wangxian at this moment.
But now Meng Ke took a closer look, and the Chu Wangxian in front of him was just unphotogenic, which made Meng Ke doubt in his heart.
"Ancestor, this is really a saint."
"People can't look good, the sea can't fight, it's the people of Fengsui!"
The Holy Prophet took a step forward.
"Hah!"
The holy master Confucius pointed his right finger and drew the heaven and the earth with one stroke, and drew more than ten characters into the laws of heaven.
These laws of heaven are involved in defense, warding off evil spirits, protecting the body, and meditating dozens of heavenly ways, one hook and one draw, the laws of heaven are condensed into handwriting, and the words heart, defense, dao, fire, and water are added to their own bodies, making Confucius shine all over his body, and his whole body exudes a supreme fairyland atmosphere that cannot be desecrated.
In the face of Chu Wangxian, the Holy Ancestor did not dare to be careless, and appeared in his full state.
He stepped on his feet, bang, the space exploded, and after a few miles, he appeared in front of Chu Wangxian in an instant.
Seeing that the Holy Ancestor made a move, Meng Ke also caught up in a few steps.
"It's you, Ziqiu, why did you appear again!"
Chu Wangxian noticed that someone was there, and he looked at Confucius who suddenly appeared.
The Holy Prophet Confucius didn't talk either, and said slowly: "Wind Ancestor, Nuwa Niangniang has an order, please go to Nuwa Mountain."
In the end, it is the most holy master, even if he thinks that he is not the opponent of Chu Wangxian, he is still neither humble nor arrogant, showing the strongest posture, but his momentum is calm, showing a down-and-out and generous style.
After saying that, Confucius turned sideways, and a treasure cart drawn by eighteen horses flew over, and after the sound of running, there was a long roar, and the horse's hooves stepped into the air and landed in front of Chu Wangxian.
These eighteen horses are clearly ghost horses, but they have high necks, strong height, and very good horses, all of which are good horses that can travel millions of miles a day in the ghost world.
Chu Wangxian was also a little surprised when he saw the formation that had already been prepared, this is really please.
"Let me go to see Nuwa, it's a bit interesting, you tell Nuwa Ghost Emperor, I'll see him tomorrow."
After Chu Wangxian refused, he turned sideways and wanted to leave, but saw that the Holy Ancestor had blocked his way.
"Ziqiu, you dare to stop me?"
Chu Wangxian raised the corners of his eyebrows, and his killing intent burst out.
"Ancestor stopped."
The Holy Prophet said sincerely.
Chu Wangxian raised his head and swept his eyes sharply, and the killing intent overflowed in his words.
"Ancestor, calm your anger!"
Although he didn't dare to say anything, the Holy Ancestor did not give an inch, and continued: "Emperor Nuwa's order is for you to go to see him as soon as you come out, and this order cannot be violated. ” "You are amazing, you dare to threaten me, even Nuwa doesn't dare to talk to me like this, and you don't kneel down for me!"
Seeing that Confucius did not move, Chu Wangxian smiled with a cold chill, "Others call you the Holy Master, but in front of my eyes, you are just a faint light, if you stop again, don't blame me for being ruthless, so that your Holy Master will disappear." ” After speaking, Chu Wangxian's whole body was lit with raging flames, and the flames were nine folded, incomparably bright.
This is the fusion of the Nine Infant Spiritual Fire and the Nine Ghost Fire.,Terrifying Nine Infant Ghost Fire.。。
After devouring one of the Nine Ghost Babies of the Wind Nine Shadows, Chu Wangxian's Nine Infant Spiritual Fire went one step further, and even contained the Nine Shadow Flames that would never be extinguished, which was a flame that made the Holy Ancestor and even the Nuwa Ghost Emperor extremely jealous.
"A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!
Saint, if you want to fight, you will fight, if you are humiliated, forgive your fate. ” Suddenly, Chu Wangxian looked at the person behind Confucius.
"You have the guts to give your name."
"Meng Ke!"
Meng Ke stepped forward and took the initiative to report his name.
Chu Wangxian's eyes gathered, "The rich and the rich can't be lewd, the poor can't be moved, and the mighty can't be bent, it turned out to be Mencius."
Even if you are here today, kneel down for me. ” "Boom!"
The flames on Chu Wangxian's body burned, the space was distorted, and the flames were lifelike, and the dragons jumped up one by one, as if the nine babies were resurrected.
The flames gathered together and turned into a pitch-black dragon head.
This is a terrible ghost fire that burns out the ghost and fairy souls, even if it is the Nuwa Ghost Emperor, when encountering such a never-extinguishing ghost fire, he must retreat.
The people present, in the face of the Nine Infant Ghost Fire that can burn out the space, are all afraid, But Meng Ke insisted that Qingshan would not let go and would not give an inch.
"Guts!"
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Chu Wangxian's Nine Infant Dragon's head was pressed, and he drank it in Meng Ke's mouth, and drew a stroke in his hand.
"Mountain!"
The mountain word is vast, the pen is strong, if the male mountain appears, in front of him, it can be burned by the nine infant fire, but the mountain is extinguished in an instant.
"I can't stop it, what kind of fire is this?"
Meng Ke was terrified in his heart, and in the face of the rushing Nine Shadows Flames, he once again performed a trick.
He spat out a cloud of black mist, which was the power of his soul bloodline, and the pen was drawn again, and a huge basin shrouded the sky.
When the word Meng is opened, it is the son and the dish.
Zi represents the Meng family, which is derived from the Ziqiu family, and is the same family as Confucius, while the vessel is a basin.
With a bang, the huge basin completely covered Chu Wangxian.
"It's done!"
Meng Ke was overjoyed, this huge basin was refined with his soul, and it was the power of his bloodline, which was enough to suppress everything, and he didn't know how many immortals were killed.
But he couldn't take a breath of joy, Meng Ke pressed his heart, the pain was unbearable, and his soul seemed to be cut with a knife.
"How is that possible!"
Meng Ke's self-confidence collapsed in an instant, as if he was watching a ghost, watching the huge basin being burned through the ghost, his whole body strength dissipated, and he knelt down with a bang.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Holy Ancestor hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded him: "Ancestor, please let Meng Ke go, Meng Ke doesn't know that the saint is powerful, and he really can't do it, but forgive him for his first offense, please give him a chance." ” "I'm not unreasonable, you name a reason."
Chu Wangxian was on top, looking at Mencius, who was trembling and in severe pain, and Confucius, who looked ugly.
"Nuwa's order cannot be violated, and there are even more strict orders, it is expected that the ancestor may get the resurrection treasure in the Nine Prisons Yellow Spring, so you must be asked to see her as soon as you come out, and we will also act according to the order."
The Holy Prophet Confucius and Pantuo.
"I see, Nuwa knows how to wait for the rabbit, it's really smart."
Chu Wangxian knew it in his heart.
It turned out that the Nuwa Ghost Emperor also had an understanding of the Nine Prisons and Huangquan, and I am afraid that he also figured out the Nine Shadows of the Wind and the resurrection of the Divine Tree.
"The Nine Prisons and Yellow Springs are in the ghost world, since there is a treasure of resurrection, why didn't Nuwa take it before, but she had to wait for me to take it before making a move, do you really think that I am a soft persimmon."
Obviously, what Nuwa coveted was the Resurrection Divine Tree, and she didn't dare to snatch it from Feng Jiuyou, but she wanted to take it from Chu Wangxian.
"This, the saint went to see the Nuwa Ghost Emperor, and it was naturally clear."
The Holy Prophet Confucius said.
Chu Wangxian swept his eyebrows.
With a bang, the eighteen ghost horses were swallowed by the Nine Shadows Flames, and were burned to black ash powder, without the slightest power to resist.
"Hasn't Nuwa been fully resurrected yet?"
He rolled up his cuffs and withdrew the flames.
"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, the ghost emperor of Nuwa said that the saint has a treasure that can be perfectly resurrected in his hands, the saint, this matter is true, I dare not lie, please Mingjian!"