Chapter 583 The God of War suppresses Jianzhou!
"Dean!"
"Carry luck!"
Chu Xun looked slowly.
"good!"
The helmsman of the Palace of the Holy Saint also gathered his thoughts and did not mention what he had just thought about. As he slowly spoke, the world was filled with a strong awe-inspiring righteousness, slowly pouring in, washing over Chu Xun's body, sweeping the place away. The few remaining black sludge curses are being eliminated and suppressed bit by bit.
The eyes of the great scholars also flashed with regret when they saw this scene. Although they really wanted Chu Xun to leave a famous saying that would impress the world, others had no intention of doing so and could only give up.
"Bo!"
Rich aura of righteousness.
It belongs exclusively to the Palace of the Holy Spirit.
It is the pure righteousness condensed by successive generations of scholars. It is different from the simple luck of Confucianism. It symbolizes the orthodoxy of the Holy Palace and the accumulation over the long years, which are slowly sinking into the body of this young man in green shirt.
This means that the future of the Holy Palace is also pressing on this young man, and the remaining luck of the entire Confucian state is pouring into his body.
"Wow!"
inside his body.
Life is booming.
Everlasting.
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Jianzhou.
The young man who was sitting cross-legged and practicing also turned his gaze to the Jianzhou ancestor beside him and said slowly: "I want to use Jianzhou's luck!"
The ancestor of Jianzhou also immediately understood Chu Xun's intention. There was a complicated look in his eyes. This has been impossible in the past. If he had refused before the dark turmoil, even if Chu Xun was expected to be the emperor in the future, Jian How could the state's long years of savings be handed over to an out-of-state person?
But at this moment.
There is no more possibility.
In silence.
He nodded slowly.
"good!"
Chu Xun also closed his eyes. If he continued to practice slowly and wanted to break through the quasi-emperor, it would be too slow. Even if the slowness in his mouth was a speed that shocked countless people, it would be too slow for him and too slow for Jiuzhou. Wait, the guardians of the Yuling Mausoleum have recovered. Will the Dark Lord's recovery be far behind?
"Buzz!"
between heaven and earth.
Condensing pure sword intent.
It turned into a shining starry luster, pouring down like a soaring galaxy light pillar, drowning the man in green shirt who was sitting cross-legged. This was derived from the countless kendo inheritance and luck in the Sword Forest in the Holy Land of Jianzhou, and gathered the heritage of Jianzhou. At this moment, the black sludge in his body was being washed away.
The Milky Way pours back.
The sky is filled with stars.
Flashing one after another.
That beautiful scene.
Obsessing.
The leader of the Wulin League, Cao Chong, also stood in the distance and looked up at the sky, observing this beautiful scene and knowing what kind of decision his ancestor had made. This also made him happy, knowing that this always pedantic old man could, at the critical moment, Made the right choice.
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Sutra Pavilion.
The black-robed Chu Xun, who was sitting cross-legged, was comprehending the formation. He already knew what happened between the clone and the original deity. There was still a look of envy in his eyes. They were all cheating. Only he was struggling to comprehend the formation, with a feeling in his heart. With emotion, he stood up suddenly, took a sudden step, and stepped out of the Sutra Pavilion.
He moves forward.
Stay away from crowds.
Head to the mountains.
In endless ravines.
He seemed to be looking for something, aimlessly, but his figure went deeper and deeper. When he came to a huge group of towering mountains, a gleam of joy appeared in his eyes, and he murmured softly: "Good place, good place. "
"Buzz!"
A wave of sleeves.
Suddenly.
Mountains and rivers are moving, rivers are changing, and huge mountains are changing rapidly, forming terrifying fields and formations. If you look down from a high place, you can see the mountains condensed into a real dragon hovering here, and a divine phoenix is reborn from the fire. The intersection of the two forms a unique natural position.
"The general trend of the formation!" Chu Xun said softly. Ordinarily, he would not easily use the formation of this level, because it would damage the luck too much. It is a change of fate that goes against the will of heaven and gathers the endless luck of the vast mountains. , if it is a naturally formed venue, that's fine, but if you do it deliberately, you will definitely encounter divine punishment.
But at this moment, he no longer cares about this. Both his avatar and his original self are harvesting. If he continues to hope to delve into the formations inherited by the 'sloppy old man', he still doesn't know how long it will take to rise.
"Boo!"
Sit down cross-legged.
Practicing in the vast mountains, the condensed power of the endless majestic mountains and rivers converged into a huge destiny. After the initiation, the curse of the black silt was quickly suppressed and expelled, and gradually faded as it was washed away over and over again.
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My true self.
Doppelgänger.
Second body.
They are all advancing by leaps and bounds at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Of course.
The storm of Jiuzhou.
But it’s faster than practicing.
Jianzhou.
The sword energy of the Milky Way was pouring into the sky. Suddenly, some monks noticed that the stars in the sky were dimming. Countless stars no longer shined, and even gradually faded away. They looked at each other with blank expressions and murmured: " Why did the Milky Way stars in the sky suddenly disappear?"
They were stunned.
Puzzled.
Immediately.
There was a burst of endless darkness covering the sky, and the big sun in the sky dimmed in an instant, as if a picture covering the sky and the sun covered this place, and a brand new scene of heaven and earth was born in an instant, with the sun, moon, stars, and endless starry sky , but the people looking up knew that this was not the world they were familiar with.
"Ten Directions Chart!"
The ancestors of Jianzhou understood almost instantly that they were so blessed that their souls could understand each other. There are only a handful of people in the world who are qualified to condense such visions and carry such handwriting, and Shifangtu is one of them. When his eyes fell on When the thin old man was seen walking slowly towards the outside world, his eyes were full of solemnity.
"Qin Nantian!" The ancestor of Jianzhou called him by his name, his sharp eyes were also cold, and said: "You have to destroy my Jianzhou and cut off the foundation of my Jianzhou. You can't bear the price!"
It's been a long time.
Jianzhou’s accumulation.
Invisible blessing.
Damaged.
There will be a price to pay.
The Martial God didn't care about the ancestors of Jianzhou. He came here personally and used the Shifang Diagram to cover it up. He originally had the intention of destroying Jianzhou. This place is not powerful, but it is like a clown who ruins his good deeds. Zhou was already dissatisfied with his eyes. At the same time, when he turned his eyes away, he saw the stars falling all over the sky, scattering endless starlight, which made his eyes shine even more. He said happily: "Is there another big fish?"
Willing to.
Destroyed Jianzhou.
It has been extremely smooth.
Unexpectedly, I met a little bastard practicing here.
The expression of the ancestor of Jianzhou also changed slightly. Although he is an ancestor of Yizhou, his cultivation level is still limited. Even with the blessing of Jianzhou, he has the strength to challenge the late Emperor Quan, but it is just a challenge. Moreover, the Ten Directions Map covers the secret of heaven. , obviously sensing the weakening of the connection with Jianzhou, in this case, Chu Xun could not be protected.
"A quarter of an hour!" The man in green shirt who was sitting cross-legged spoke clearly, but his eyes never opened from the beginning to the end.
"A quarter of an hour!"
The expression of the ancestor of Jianzhou changed. He didn't know if he could survive it. But when he saw that the man in green shirt who was cultivating had vaguely perfect luck, he gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious look: "Don't say a quarter of an hour, even if it is an hour, I will fight with all my strength." Fight for you!"