A series of figures descended, all of whom were Confucian strong men and elder guardians. They had been paying attention to the movement on Wufeng.
A series of figures landed on the top of the mountain, the first being Kong Zhuohao and the second elder.
Both eyes are staring closely at the seventh Wufeng, trembling for it. From the seventh Wufeng, there is a mighty power of witch god, just like sleeping gods and demons awakening... "嗤嗤…”
The space fluctuated, and the figure of a fairy-like old man quietly appeared in the void. The green bamboo pattern on the Confucian robes on his body was eye-catching like a landscape painting, his silver hair and gray beard fluttered, and his eyes stared forward with radiance. Make waves.
More and more strong men and elder protectors from the entire Confucianism came to commotion over the movement on the seventh Wufeng at this moment.
But at this moment, the movement on the seventh Wufeng became more and more intense, and the talisman and secret patterns fluctuated, as if something was alive.
At some point, the figures of Meng Yutong and Xun Kewei also landed beside Kong Yuqi.
Looking at the movement on the seventh Wufeng in front of them, the two women's charming cheeks showed excitement and surprise, and the eyes were rippling.
At this moment, they could all clearly feel that the power of the witch god permeating from the seventh Wufeng was endless, carrying an ancient coercion, which made their spirits tremble.
"Did he make any movement?"
The shock in Meng Yutong's eyes wiped away. After three months, he finally had news.
In the past three months, Meng Yutong was very strange. The figure in purple robe that climbed the Wufeng Skyway like a road to the sky in her heart has been lingering in the back of her mind, as if it was branded in her mind.
"Boom..."
The seventh Wufeng roared, the earth shook like an earthquake, and the light shot up into the sky, the wind was surging, and the sky and the earth seemed to suddenly fall into the night.
Only the seventh Wufeng was shining brightly, like a volcanic eruption, and the power of the witch god seeped out from the void.
"What a strong coercion!"
Under the huge power of the ancient witch god, the faces of the strong Confucianists present also turned red. Even if they performed their exercises one by one and used their treasures to resist, they still had a feeling that it was difficult to compete.
"Rumble..."
Suddenly, the sixth, fifth, fourth and even the first Wufeng were lit up at the same time, and the runes swept across them, dazzling the light.
As the earth trembled and the mountains shook, the vast power of witch gods swept out from the void, shaking the ancient world of Confucianism.
"what is that?"
Suddenly, a Confucian strong man and his disciples exclaimed backwards.
Under the gaze of all eyes, the seven Wufeng peaks trembled, and on the seventh Wufeng peak, bright runes surged like the sun descending, reflecting the vast ancient world of Confucianism.
In an instant, a phantom of a god and demon emerged, and above the sky, a huge phantom of a witch god emerged.
Three months ago, this phantom of the witch god disappeared in a flash after Du Shaofu broke through the barrier, but it reappeared at this moment.
Gods and demons roared all around, and the phantom of the witch god looked down at the sky above his head, looking down at all living beings. The power of the witch god circulated around the phantom, as if it had traversed the ancient time and space.
"It's such a terrible coercion, I can't resist it!" A Confucian elder trembled.
The huge phantom of the witch god reflected the entire Confucianism, exuding the vicissitudes of the ages.
"Bang bang bang..."
Even the strong could not resist the terrible coercion, their legs were limp and they knelt down, and their souls trembled.
"This is the image of the witch god!"
In the void, at this moment, the immortal old man couldn't help trembling, his mind was trembling.
He knew the origin of that phantom, it was a statue of a witch god, from a Confucian legend!
Under the terrifying coercion, the huge phantom of the witch god suddenly exploded from the sky like a scorching sun, and filled the sky overwhelmingly. Finally, under the shocking eyes of many Confucian disciples below, In the void above the seventh Wufeng, a ragged man in purple robe appeared.
This purple-robed man stepped into the void, his eyes closed tightly, surrounded by phantoms of gods and demons, and the undulating and bright talisman secret patterns, flowing in the surrounding void, setting it off like a god!
The terrifying power of the witch god in the surroundings actually emanated from his tall and straight figure at this moment... "It's him, Lord Wu!"
Everyone exclaimed, that was Demon King Du Shaofu, the Confucian Witch Venerable who the Holy Ancestor spoke. Three months later, he finally came out.
"Did he bring out the greatest benefits of my Confucianism?"
An old man's eyes trembled, expecting in his heart, the Wufeng Heavenly Road has been crossed, what is the greatest benefit of Confucianism in the rumors? Has Demon King Du Shaofu obtained the greatest benefit
"Clatter..."
But at this moment in the void, Du Shaofu stands still, and the surrounding space is flowing around him, but there is a kind of incomparable disdain and domineering in the calm, and the coercion that permeates from his body makes people kneel softly.
"Aww..."
In Confucianism, countless spirit birds and beasts are also roaring and trembling at this moment, prostrate on the ground.
"chi chi..."
Finally, Du Shaofu opened his eyes, and there was a ray of light in his eyes, which rushed straight into the sky like a thunder, and the powerful and surging power of the witch god from within his body swept all directions!
"The power of my Confucian witch god!"
Feeling the power of the witch god, in the crowd, Kong Sansi's eyes filled with turbulent waves, "Brother Shaofu has come out!"
Kong Yuqi clasped her hands tightly, her beautiful eyes were bottomless, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, she was smiling excitedly, and when she smiled, she was as charming as the night.
Du Shaofu stepped into the void, and the mighty power of witch god filled the ancient world of Confucianism.
With the power of such a witch god, even the strong and elder guardians of Confucianism at the moment would change color and tremble.
"It looks like he succeeded!"
After a moment of shock, Kong Sansi's eyes finally calmed down gradually, with a wry smile on his face, and a complicated look in his agitation.
He is known as the first person of the younger generation of Confucianism. When he was in the God's Domain space, he was already shocked by that guy. When he came out of the God's Domain Space, the Demon King climbed to a new level at a terrifying speed. high.
Feeling the power of the witch god on the demon king at this moment, Kong Sansi knew in his heart that the biggest benefit of Confucianism after the rumored Wufeng Tianlu must be what he got, and his strength must have increased a lot.
Looking at the ragged figure in the purple robe in the void at this moment, Kong Sansi had to doubt himself a little. Is his talent really a genius of cultivation
Compared with that perverted Du Shaofu, can he really be called a genius
"Heaven's heart is the most benevolent, there is a witch coming, he understands the way of heaven, understands the principles of heaven, and has infinite power..."
In the void, Du Shaofu suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes fluctuating with deep divine light, his voice reveals a vicissitudes of life, just like Taoism, the sound is not loud but it shakes the world, just like the sound of war drums, resounding through the entire Confucianism.
I don't know why such a voice, but it made the Confucian disciples and the strong all feel trembling, and the profound energy in their bodies was involuntarily stirring.
"It's the power of the witch god, he possesses the power of my Confucian witch god!"
An elder exclaimed, his old face trembled, but his old body was full of divine light.
"Has he brought out the best of my Confucianism?"
Looking at the figure in the sky, an old man came out from the top of the mountain. He looked like an octogenarian, his face was old, wrinkled, and he was dressed in a Confucian uniform.
"Ancestor Meng Wen."
Seeing the old man walk out, elders and strong men around him cast their gazes.
This old man has a very high status in Confucianism. He is one of the few remaining ancestors of Confucianism. He is usually in retreat. He has not shown his face for an unknown number of years. The last time Wufeng Tianlu made a move, he is here today. Feeling such movement and coming.
"Little friend, can you get the benefits after my Wufeng Tianlu? Give it a try, please be careful!"
Old Ancestor Meng Wen spoke, he couldn't wait, he wanted to personally test whether the Demon King Du Shaofu had obtained the greatest benefits of Confucianism, he stomped the top of the mountain, his figure rose into the air, his hair danced, and he emitted a divine light, a majestic witch god The power surged out like a storm, and the runes spread and intertwined arms, making clangs.
"chi chi..."
In an instant, at the same time as his own shadow appeared, Patriarch Meng Wen had already condensed his handprints, and the mighty power of the witch god stirred the void and shook the sky.
"Guji..."
In just a short moment, the ancestor Meng Wen condensed into a giant tortoise phantom with one hand, and condensed into a colorful phoenix with the other.
(end of this chapter)