Confucius
The most sage teacher of Confucianism, the founder of Confucianism and Taoism, and the teacher of Zeng Ziziyu, the ancestor of everyone. For a time, all the Confucian disciples showed excitement.
Uncle Nangong Jing couldn't wait to rush over, and Zi Lu was also excited to come over.
It was Ziyu who knew the crisis at hand.
"I'll meet you later, teacher. First, clear away the foreign races in front of you!" Ziyu shouted.
Ziyu was the second leader of Confucianism after Confucius. With one order, even though countless Confucian disciples were excited, including Nangong Jingshu and Zilu, they instantly returned to the battlefield.
"Follow my orders and quote Confucianism and Taoism together!" Ziyu ordered.
"Yes!" All the Confucian scholars suddenly shouted.
"A scholar cannot be without great perseverance. The responsibilities are heavy and the road is long. Isn't it important to be benevolent when one considers one's responsibilities? Isn't it just as important to die?" Ziyu shouted loudly.
"A scholar cannot be without great perseverance. The road ahead is long and heavy. Isn't it so important to be benevolent as one's own responsibilities? It's not too far away to die and die!" All the Confucian disciples shouted loudly.
I saw that above the sky, the vast sea of avenues suddenly rolled up, and then, twisting, seemed to squeeze the void into space-time rifts.
"boom!"
A star was the first to emerge from the crack, falling from the sky and heading straight towards an alien race.
"What is this? Stars?" Juque in the distance screamed.
"Boom!"
The huge stars are so huge that they are inexplicably shocking at a glance. When they fall, they seem to be compressed much smaller by the power of time and space, but they weigh hundreds of millions, hitting each alien race hard.
These are not mountains, these are stars.
I saw that under a heavy blow, each alien race was suddenly smashed and screamed repeatedly, and the stars were blown to pieces, but all the power of the stars bombarded the alien race.
"Boom!"
After a roar, countless alien races were buried by star fragments.
The appearance of these stars shocked Wang Xiong slightly. You must know that even he couldn't do this scene.
In the blink of an eye, this alien race was suppressed by the impact.
All the Confucian disciples suddenly let out a long sigh, and at the same time showed signs of exhaustion. It was obvious that causing countless stars to fall was not easy.
But, I finally got my hands free.
Ziyu was the first to rush to Wang Xiong.
"Teacher, uncle!" Ziyu hugged Wang Xiong excitedly.
"Teacher!" Uncle Nangong Jing and Zi Lu also rushed over excitedly.
All the Confucian disciples quickly followed him with the mood of pilgrimage.
After an exciting hug, Ziyu, Zilu, and Nangong Jingshu also stood up to worship with Confucian etiquette again.
At this moment, although Zilu and Nangong Jingshu could not understand how the teacher had changed his appearance and was still alive, they did not let them doubt that this was the teacher, because Ziyu was sure of it, and they were also sure from familiarity.
"Meet the Holy Master!" Countless Confucian disciples also bowed down excitedly.
Wang Xiong looked at each of the Confucian disciples and took a deep breath: "Ziyu, you are doing very well, better than I imagined!"
"Teacher, dad mentioned you, but he didn't let me come to see you, otherwise, we would have come to see you long ago!" Ziyu said excitedly.
"What? Junior brother, you already knew?"
"Junior brother, why didn't we know that the teacher was resurrected? Why didn't you tell us!"
Uncle Nangong Jing and Zi Lu suddenly exclaimed.
"Let me tell you, why don't you rush to see the teacher? What will you do if you ruin the teacher's luck?" Ziyu immediately retorted.
"What ruined the luck?" Uncle Nangong Jing and others didn't understand.
But Wang Xiong knew what Ziyu meant. Not everyone could know about using the Life Wheel to travel through Confucius. Ziyu was the prince of Jinwu, so he naturally knew it from his father.
The eldest brother has studied the law of time most thoroughly. If this group of Confucian disciples came to call him their teacher a year ago, perhaps there would not have been the achievements of Confucius.
"Teacher, is this reincarnation?" Zilu asked curiously.
"Stop asking, I'll tell you later!" Ziyu interrupted immediately.
"Okay!" Zilu nodded.
It's rare to meet the teacher again. At this time, it's natural to say something else, okay
"Teacher, why are you here?" Ziyu asked curiously.
"Let me show you someone to see if you know him!" Wang Xiong said solemnly.
"Oh?" Everyone looked at Jique aside in confusion.
Juque has three forms, one is a giant sword, one is a golden tiger with wings, and the other is in human form.
However, in the human form, because in order to break through, he took too many elixirs, the human form grew crooked due to the accumulation of too much erysipelas, and grew into a square man, which made the giants wail for a long time. So far, there are very few giants. It took the form of a human, either in the shape of a tiger or in the shape of a sword.
"This is...?" Zilu asked curiously.
"Don't you know him?" Wang Xiong frowned.
Ziyu stared at Juque, because Ziyu understood that the teacher could not be wrong, and there must be something strange about this tiger. For a moment, all the Confucian disciples stared at Juque, and Juque's face turned red. The hair on the hair is standing on end. Why do these people look so scary
"Lao Liu?" Ziyu suddenly trembled.
"What?" Uncle Nangong Jing and Zi Lu suddenly looked puzzled.
Wang Xiong's pupils shrank.
"What old girl? You are crazy! I am a pure man!" Juque suddenly exclaimed.
"Are you sure?" Wang Xiong looked at Ziyu and said solemnly.
"In the old days of Lao Liu, it was called Juque Sword!" Ziyu said solemnly.
"Juque Sword, Juque?" Wang Xiong suddenly turned his head and looked at Juque.
"Your Majesty, don't listen to his nonsense, I don't know him!" Juque suddenly exclaimed.
Wang Xiong ignored Juque, but looked at Ziyu and said, "What happened back then? Was the Juque sword destroyed?"
"Yes, every holy sword has its own unique attributes. Teacher, Ou Yezi promises you that the Juque Sword must be forged with care. However, in the end, the Juque Sword has nothing but sharpness! Sharpness only affects the world. Other weapons, however, have no advantage against the other nine holy swords. The other holy swords have special attributes, but Juque does not. In the medieval period, I finally died. When Lao Liu died, I was not around. I asked a lot of people, but I couldn't find his body. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it...!" Ziyu looked at Jique, his eyes shining.
Juque was frightened and hid behind Wang Xiong.
"Your Majesty, I am not his old girl, he is a pervert, we, let's leave quickly!" Ju Que said in horror.
"Hahahaha!" Wang Xiong laughed.
"Teacher, why did you come to this battlefield?" Ziyu asked curiously.
"Let me see how I died!" Wang Xiong pointed to my message on a big stone not far away.
When I was mentioned, Ziyu looked complicated.
After all, Ziyu still said: "Teacher, do you know that in the past, after Confucius died, I quietly came to the place where Confucius' tomb was located, and on a big stone, I offered him a cup of tea, which was the same cup of tea that Confucius offered to me. The same tea as tea!”
"Oh?" Wang Xiong looked solemn.
Looking at the words on the big stone not far away, Wang Xiong sighed deeply. I was Confucius's opponent and taught Confucius a lot. Looking back on what happened back then, Wang Xiong still felt deeply. I was a respectable opponent.
"Dad told me that this is not a place where the teacher can come yet. Let us not disturb you. Teacher, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. You should leave first! I will lead the team here, and Kong Ji will lead the team on the other side. We are here It's very dangerous!" Ziyu suddenly looked solemn and said.
On the side, Nangong Jingshu, Zi Lu and other Confucian disciples didn't know why, but Ziyu's tone was extremely solemn, because Ziyu knew more than everyone else.
"I want to know about me...!" Wang Xiong was about to ask about me.
"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
A distant roar resounded throughout the space. This roar was so powerful that the sea of avenues above Ziyu and others suddenly trembled, as if they were about to collapse.
"This is...?" The expressions of all the Confucian disciples suddenly changed.
"The ancient food clan is the ancient food clan!" Ziyu's expression suddenly changed.
"This time, why are there two waves of ancient food tribes? No, no, hurry up, set up the formation, Confucian Ten Thousand Volumes Picture!" Ziyu suddenly shouted.
"Yes!" Countless Confucian disciples shouted.
Immediately, all the Confucian disciples quickly returned to their original positions, and even Uncle Nangong Jing and Zi Lu did not dare to hesitate.
For a time, all the Confucian disciples recited a series of Confucian and Taoist words, and then they saw rolls of books appearing, forming a barrier, surrounding them as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Ancient food tribe? King of all tribes?" Wang Xiong asked curiously.
Just then, a crack appeared in the space in the distance. In the crack, there was darkness, and suddenly a huge monster emerged from inside.
"boom!"
The monster with black smoke all over its body fell on the ground, causing the whole earth to tremble violently. The monster was ten thousand feet tall, with fangs on its face and its eyes glowing red. Looking at it, Everyone's heart was trembling. It seems like fear coming from deep within the soul.
Thousands of feet high, like a giant reaching the sky, there was a loud roar the moment it fell.
"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
As soon as the roar came out, it went straight into people's hearts. Some weaker Confucian scholars actually trembled in their hands during the roar, and the countless broken stars on the earth quickly shattered under the roar.
The sound wave was so powerful that it was no less powerful than Wang Xiong's Donghuang Bell. It came straight towards a group of Confucian students. Immediately, a large number of Confucian students bled from their seven orifices.
"Hold it, don't let the sound wave hit the teacher!" Ziyu shouted anxiously.
"Yes!" all the Confucian disciples shouted.
Wang Xiong wanted to protect these disciples and disciples, so the Great White Tiger transformed from Confucianism and Taoism roared loudly, roaring at the ancient food tribe, but the sound wave was actually knocked back by the opponent.
"This, is this the Ancient Food Clan?" Wang Xiong's eyes flashed with shock.
"Bang!"
The ancient food tribe took a step towards the crowd.
"No, follow my orders and let the stars fall again!" Ziyu shouted.
"yes!"
"A scholar cannot be without great perseverance. The responsibilities are heavy and the road is far away. Isn't it important to be benevolent when one considers one's responsibilities? Isn't it too important to die only after death?"
All the Confucian disciples roared together, and under the roar, they saw Haoran's righteousness surge, and then a hole suddenly opened in the void above, countless flames emerged, but it was a star, summoned by Ziyu and others.
The size of this star is actually no smaller than a continent in the Pangu world. It is also full of heat and has a power of hundreds of millions.
Just like the Tiangong Realm planet of the Eastern Qin Heavenly Court, it was smashing towards the ancient food tribe.
It hit so hard that even a fifteenth-level expert wouldn't be able to bear it.
But he saw the ancient food tribe looking up at the vast stars and suddenly opened his mouth.
"suck!"
The ancient food clan inhaled suddenly, and the star seemed to be compressed by space, and was strangely swallowed by the ancient food clan.
"Swallowed? This, this is impossible, won't he be killed? That's a sun!" Juque exclaimed.
"Gu Zha, Gu Zha!" The ancient food clan, who was ten thousand meters tall, chewed in his mouth, as if he was eating rice cakes casually.
Not to mention the Confucian disciples, even Wang Xiong's hair stood on end watching this strange scene.
A star, a star like the Heavenly Palace, was eaten by this ancient food clan in one bite
The Eastern Heaven Realm of Pangu World, the thirty-six continents, wouldn’t it be empty if he took thirty-six bites
"Is this the ancient food tribe? Devouring the universe and devouring the universe?" Wang Xiong took a breath of cold air.
Even though he heard Ye He Fengtian say it many times, Wang Xiong actually didn't take it seriously, because before, Wang Xiong thought that the ancient food tribe was at best more exaggerated than the Rakshasa tribe, and just ate the world's creatures.
But at this moment, this is not eating all living beings in the world. He will eat anything in the universe.
The living and the dead must be eaten!
Planets and stars need to be eaten!
There is nothing that cannot be eaten. The entire universe is their food. They want to eat up the entire universe. They are the ancient food tribe!