Like warm sun melting snow!
The blood-red color in the sky was instantly dispersed and disappeared!
It's like sunshine pushing away the clouds.
On the platform, light and sunshine returned.
"Clouds bring rain, dew turns into frost. Gold is born in Lishui, jade comes out of Kunshan..."
Bai Yishan held the scorching sun in his hand and spoke one word at a time.
The aura of his body suddenly surged, like the scorching sun in his hand, shining so brightly that people dared not look at it directly!
There was a hint of shock in the eyes of Fairy Lianxue in the audience.
Su Zhe from Penglai Fairy Island, as well as several other Confucian and Taoist monks, were all filled with shock and excitement at this moment.
Is this a new war story
Just a few words were enough to make their hearts surge with literary spirit and their blood boil!
Why have they never heard of such a peerless war text
"The sword is called Juque, the pearl is called Yeguang. The precious fruit is pear and pear, the important vegetable is mustard and ginger..."
The scorching sun in Bai Yishan's hand suddenly grew bigger and bigger, and his aura became stronger and stronger.
The entire platform was shrouded in the scorching sun.
Compared with this, the setting sun in the sky seems to be dimmed at this moment!
The blood in Yueyang Tower suddenly began to burn and wail, and even the blood armor on his body began to become hot.
He suddenly roared and rushed forward again!
The huge fist turned into blood-red fist shadows all over the sky, like a sea of blood, covering Bai Yishan again!
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
The fist light collided with the scorching sun, erupting into even more terrifying storms.
Both of them were shocked and stepped back.
But just as he stood firm, Yueyang Lou clenched his fists again and rushed forward again, as if he had suddenly turned into a bloody ferocious beast!
Bai Yishen still held the scorching sun in his hand and walked forward step by step.
"The sea is salty, the river is calm, scales hide and wings fly. Dragon Master is the Fire Emperor, Bird Official is the Human Emperor..."
The fist of Yueyang Tower smashed down like a violent storm.
The scorching sun in Bai Yishan's hand soon trembled and cracks appeared.
But when it was about to break, it suddenly began to heal slowly.
"The phoenix sings in the bamboo, the white colt grazes in the field. The transformation is spread to the grass and trees, benefiting all directions..."
The golden words came out of his mouth faster and faster, and his voice became louder and louder. His whole face became paler under the scorching sun.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
The aura of Yueyang Tower became more and more violent, and his punches became more and more fierce.
The blood-colored armor on his body seemed to be melting!
The scorching sun in Bai Yishan's hand kept cracking, but it kept repairing itself.
Hundreds of punches later.
The Yueyang Tower suddenly roared, and the whole person seemed to turn into a huge blood-red fist, smashing heavily on the scorching sun.
A terrifying force exploded.
Bai Yishan's body shook and he stepped back. The scorching sun in his hand made a "click" sound and countless cracks appeared on it.
He couldn't help but spit out blood again.
Yueyang Tower fell to the ground, and the blood-red armor on his body suddenly melted, and with a "swish" sound, all of it condensed on one of his fists.
On the huge blood-red fist, a rapidly spinning blood storm suddenly appeared!
Waves of powerful force surged out of his body and quickly entered the blood storm!
The bloodshot in his eyes became more and more intense, and the energy in his body became more and more terrifying!
And on the opposite side.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Bai Yishan steadied himself. The sentences he recited became faster and faster, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"The old roots are withered, the fallen leaves are swaying. The wandering falcon flies alone, soaring into the crimson sky..."
The scorching sun in his hand that was about to break was quickly repairing itself.
When he finished reading the last sentence, the scorching sun in his hand suddenly "whooshed" and burst into brilliant light again!
And at this time.
The fist storm that concentrated all the energy and blood of Yueyang Tower was already roaring towards them!
The power is so great that it seems to destroy the world!
Bai Yishen did not avoid or give way. The divine light in his eyes burned like the scorching sun. His figure flashed and he rushed forward!
"boom!"
The blood-red storm and the golden sun collided with each other in the most violent way.
The sound shook the heaven and earth!
The entire Giant Ape Peak was shaking, and the crowd watching from all sides were terrified.
The light of the explosion made everyone on the top of the mountain close their eyes.
The terrible air waves and storms caused the light shield of the formation that was jointly set up by the fairies of Penglai Fairy Island and Jia Xun to wail continuously and was almost broken!
Jia Xun, who was standing nearby, hurriedly cast a few more spells.
After a long time.
The light slowly faded away, and the air waves began to calm down.
The terrifying aura receded like the tide.
The scene on the battlefield began to gradually become clear.
The blood color on Yueyang Tower had disappeared and returned to its original appearance, but there were many torn marks on his blue robe and a blood mark on his forehead.
His face turned slightly pale, and the fist in his sleeve was trembling slightly.
And Bai Yishan on the opposite side looks even worse.
He leaned on the light shield of the formation at the back. The clothes on his chest were stained red with blood. The golden words in front of him disappeared. His face became paler and his body looked shaky, almost unable to stand.
In this round, Yueyang Tower still has the upper hand.
However, the fact that Yueyang Tower could be injured and his Blood Armor Qilin Transformation could be broken surprised all the practitioners below the stage.
"Bai Yishan really has some real skills. He can fight to this extent with a realm difference between them..."
"Today is the first time I have seen a Confucian and Taoist technique. It is so magical and seems to be much more powerful than ordinary techniques..."
Even the people from Penglai Fairy Island and Jiutian Yaotai were discussing in low voices.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this competition should have come to an end.
Bai Yishan is already at the end of his strength.
The Yueyang Tower opposite still seems to have strong fighting power.
The audience was discussing.
On the stage, Yueyang Lou paused for a moment, calmed down the disordered blood in his heart, and his complexion returned to normal.
He looked across, his face still gloomy. Thinking of the battle just now, he couldn't help but say: "Bai Yishan, you are really strong to be able to fight with me until now. I have to admit that your Confucianism and Taoism are indeed magical and powerful. If it weren't for the decline of Confucianism and the disappearance of literary spirit, I'm afraid your current cultivation and strength are stronger than mine. What a pity..."
"Of course, not only did you practice the wrong Confucianism, you were also born in the wrong place. Da Yan, with its poor cultivation resources, is simply not worthy of accommodating someone with your extraordinary talent."
After saying that, he took out a green scimitar.
A green light flashed, and the shadow of a green dragon appeared on the blade.
A powerful aura emanated.
Yueyang Lou held the sword horizontally in front of his chest, slowly stroking the mirror-smooth blade, and said calmly: "This kind of spiritual treasure, I have five of them. And you..."
He raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man opposite him who looked like a down-and-out scholar, and said, "What do you have besides a few pieces of paper?"
"Of course, you still have a lot of passion and a lot of sourness."
After saying this, he swung his scimitar lightly, and a loud dragon roar suddenly sounded.
Then, a giant green dragon carrying a dazzling sword light shot out from the blade, and pounced on the thin figure covered in blood on the opposite side with its fangs and claws.
The power of the middle stage of Guiyi and the power of the spiritual treasure burst out, allowing all the practitioners below the stage to clearly feel the terrifying pressure.
A scroll appeared on Bai Yishan's chest.
The scroll unfolded, and a painting appeared inside. The mountains and flowing water in the painting suddenly turned into a golden shadow and flew out.
The blue dragon was blocked.
But the huge force still caused Bai Yishen's body to tremble, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose.
"What's the use?"
Yueyang Tower held the knife in his hand, walked forward step by step, and slashed again.
The second blue dragon, the third, and the fourth!
The giant dragon roared continuously and pounced towards Baiyishan!
The phantom of the mountains and flowing water in front of Bai Yishan quickly shattered into pieces. At the same time, the scroll on his chest suddenly flashed with light and shattered into pieces.
"After all, there is a realm difference..."
"One realm, the difference between life and death."
Below the stage, several old men from Penglai Fairy Island sighed with some regret.
Su Zhe stood aside with a gloomy look on his face.
Bai Yishan's two paintings were shattered again.
His figure flashed and he retreated to another direction, but was soon knocked out again.
The knife in Yueyang Tower's hand seemed to have locked onto his aura, and could find him accurately no matter where he was.
Giant blue dragons with terrifying power pounced on him again.
Bai Yishan spat out a mouthful of blood, slowly stood up from the ground, his eyes suddenly dazed for a moment, and in his mind, all the words about Confucianism and Taoism emerged clearly.
"Confucianism? What is Confucianism?"
“It is the discarded garbage, it is the dark night where hope can never be seen…”
"Flowers may bloom again, but Confucianism will never come back..."
He suddenly thought of the half-saint of Confucianism and Taoism, who cried at the top of his lungs before his death.
"I sacrifice my blood to heaven and earth, hoping that heaven and earth will open their eyes again! When the spirit of literature is born, heaven and earth will be clear and bright! When the spirit of literature is extinguished, the sky will be turbid and the earth will be dark..."
Suddenly, some other words appeared in his mind.
"A man of letters has integrity, a heart of justice, and a dignified spirit. He is immune to evil and will not be deceived by heaven and earth..."
“Confucianism is not sour Confucianism, and literary spirit is not literary spirit. All the great spirits of heaven and earth can be literary spirit!”
"I have a kind of energy that can cut through the darkness of heaven and earth, and can cut through the reversal of the sun and moon. It is called the energy of righteousness!"
"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is mixed and flowing. Below it is the rivers and mountains, above it is the sun and stars..."
"boom!"
At this moment, it was as if something exploded in his mind, in his soul, and in his literary heart.
In the eyes of the people below the stage, he had been submerged by the giant green dragon.
His protective light shield disappeared in an instant, and his entire body was swallowed up in an instant.
Even his breath suddenly disappeared without a trace.
His entire person, all traces, and all the fluctuations of his literary aura seemed to have disappeared in an instant.
"This is... directly swallowed?"
"With the power of the middle stage of Guiyi, plus the power of the spiritual treasure, it is estimated that both the body and the soul were completely destroyed..."
The practitioners below the stage were secretly shocked.
Fairy Lianxue's face turned slightly pale, and the jade hands in her sleeves trembled slightly.
Liuyun next to him glanced at him with an indifferent expression.
Gong Yangyan and others from Piaomiao Immortal Sect, upon seeing this scene, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of relief on their faces.
Having won this round, they will continue to win!
At this moment, everyone in Dayan looked pale.
Nangong Huoyue's body was trembling slightly, and crystal tears were overflowing from her eyes.
Not far away, Luo Ling's tears were already sliding down from the corners of her eyes.
But at this moment, the Yueyang Tower on the battlefield suddenly shrank, and the green scimitar in his hand even trembled.
"boom!"
In the storm of sword lights formed by the green dragon, a white figure suddenly flew up.
The figure was shrouded in a layer of faint white light, with long hair flying and sleeves fluttering, and he actually began to walk towards the air step by step!
With every step he took, his momentum suddenly rose!
At the same time, wisps of golden light began to surround him!
"The sun sets over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea..."
When he walked in front of the formation shield in the air, golden characters suddenly came out of his mouth. Those golden characters suddenly turned into a more dazzling golden light, surrounding him.
"If you want to see farther, you must climb to a higher level!"
When he finished reading the last two sentences, he suddenly stepped out of the light shield and stood high in the sky. His whole body was covered with golden light with a "boom" and it shone brightly!
Everyone in the audience was stunned!
Fairy Lianxue of Jiutian Yaotai, Su Zhe of Penglai Fairy Island, and several other Confucian and Taoist monks, all became stiff at this moment, and the literary energy and mind in their bodies, as well as the spiritual consciousness in their brains, suddenly rumbled like thunder!
"The spirit of literature is the armor! The golden sun is the clothes! This spirit..."
"Middle stage of Guiyi! He actually broke through!"
"No, this aura... seems to be... this, how is this possible?"
At this time, Jia Xun also looked up at the sun-like figure in the sky, with a complex expression on his face. He couldn't help but sigh: "This is not the middle stage of Guiyi, it is obvious that he has broken through the semi-saint realm and advanced two levels in a row, comparable to the late stage of Guiyi!"
"The realm of half saints! Return to oneness... the late stage of return to oneness!"
"Promoted two levels in a row..."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the practitioners around were shocked, with expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.
Fairy Lianxue and Su Zhe and others were trembling all over, with a rumbling sound in their heads.
Meanwhile, in Piaomiao Immortal Sect, everyone who had shown relief and smiles on their faces just now were now trembling in their hearts and standing dumbfounded.
As for the people of Dayan, they also stood there in a daze, not moving a muscle.
at this time.
The tall figure in the air, shining like the golden sun, suddenly spoke in a voice that shook the heaven and earth, and began to recite: "The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is mixed and flowing. Below it is the rivers and mountains, above it is the sun and stars..."
"boom!"
At this moment, suddenly the whole world seemed to resonate!
A terrifying white beam of light suddenly shot up from the ground below the Giant Ape Peak, piercing through the clouds and shooting into the sky!
The whole earth rumbled!
"In human terms, it is called Haoran, which is so full that it fills the sky. The imperial road should be clear and peaceful, and the court should be harmonious and bright..."
"boom!"
When he uttered this sentence, the white beam of light that pierced the sky and connected heaven and earth suddenly turned into a vast gas, shattered, rolling like a tide, and merged into the entire heaven and earth of Dayan!
The entire sky of Dayan seemed to suddenly light up!
"When the spirit of literature is born, the world becomes pure!"
"Da Yan's culture has been revived!"