The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 586: 597 Confucius

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He stood up, exuding a captivating aura from his whole body.

"Bald hair, thanks!"

With a low shout, he pressed his big hand towards the void, and a huge finger appeared. At the same time, the five-colored divine light that enveloped his body quickly disappeared.

The moment he stretched out his hand, the void trembled, and an enormous force was transmitted and gathered inside. At that moment, a huge amount of energy filled up and lifted his long hair.

He is dressed as white as snow, has a handsome face and is full of dominance!

His face was filled with an unruly look, which was full of absolute confidence and arrogance. He pressed out a finger and the dim surroundings suddenly erupted with a loud bang.

It was like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. The breath that leaked out seemed so overbearing and distant. The black clouds spread out layer by layer and pushed forward, and then a huge vortex appeared.

"Magic power—Blood Demon Finger!"

His long hair was flying and his clothes were rustling. The breath he exuded was followed by the big finger in the void pressing towards the vortex. In an instant, a rumbling sound was heard.

"Bald, let's go!"

Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, and the mixed-feather bird jumped onto his shoulder and rushed towards the place where the vortex was broken. The scenery in front of him changed, and the world in his sleeves had already appeared.

"Oh no, this kid is out!"

Inside the cave, Elder Kun, Hong Yun and others were in a state of tension. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, his sleeves suddenly exploded. In an instant, the world in his sleeves was instantly broken, and the essence within it dissipated into the world in a whistling motion.

"Old Korean, if you and I have committed a cause today, you will definitely have to bear the consequences in the future!"

Feng Qingyang laughed loudly and gradually appeared in the void. His cultivation was still only at the peak of the late Purple Zombie stage, but he had comprehended the heart of a strong man. The aura he exuded in an instant made Elder Kun and others look at him in disbelief.

How could a person with the cultivation level of an ant possibly come out of the world in his sleeve? However, in their eyes, this was the truth!

"Little bastard!"

Elder Kun shouted angrily and immediately released his power. At the same time, others took the lead and locked onto Feng Qingyang. They were originally targeting Elder Kun, but now that he had appeared, they would naturally strike first.

"A bunch of little things, you guys are already making such noises before I even say anything? Are you looking for death?"

Feng Qingyang crossed his arms over his chest with a faint smile on his face. He looked at the several large hands pressing on him at the same time. He was not nervous at all. On the contrary, the smile on his face grew deeper, especially after this voice appeared.

"who!"

Everyone exclaimed. The voice sounded a bit ruffian, but the aura was extremely powerful, and so powerful that they almost made them bow down in worship. There was only one possibility that could produce such a powerful aura, and that was the Holy Lord of the Spirit World!

"Haha, Grandpa is here, why don't you youngsters come over to greet him?"

When the voice moved again, a spirited old man appeared beside Feng Qingyang. This old man was extremely strange, wearing a five-colored robe, with a silver hook nose and slightly pointed lips.

But the pair of small eyes were full of murderous intent, and the terrifying power they exuded when staring at everyone was enough to defy the heavens!

"He-He Dao Saint!"

Elder Kun said in a trembling voice, and then his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. He stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the old man. At the same time, Hong Yun and others also stepped forward and bowed!

Holy Lord! Are you kidding? The top power in the spiritual world, the existence that calls himself the ancestor of the sect, the way of heaven is destroyed but the Holy Lord is immortal!

"I didn't know the Saint was coming. I'm sorry if I was disrespectful!"

Elder Kun secretly groaned in his heart. Looking at Feng Qingyang's expression, he naturally guessed his relationship. No wonder he could become the son of Feng Shui and even obtain the fortune of the Shang Dynasty.

It turns out that all of this is backed by the Holy Lord!

"Do you know who he is to me?"

The old man waved his hand in a pretentious manner, and the moment he raised his head, he was filled with overwhelming pressure, even shaking the heaven and earth. The aura of the Holy Lord immediately swept across the entire ancient planet Mars.

"This breath..."

Originally outside the sky, there were eight people sitting in the void. When this breath appeared, their pupils suddenly shook and shrank. They looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes!

"Could this aura be him?!"

One of them said, and then he stood up and took a step forward. The starry sky shattered layer by layer and directly passed through countless spaces to Feng Qingyang's place.

"When I was young, I had heard of Kong Xuan's name. Even now, when I am at the pinnacle of the spirit world, you are still as charming as ever. Lord Kong, are you okay?"

A sigh was left in the void, and the Saint stood up and crossed the void. When he appeared again, he had already come to Feng Qingyang's side.

"Confucius!"

He took a step forward and bowed respectfully to the mixed-haired bird. Then he turned around and looked at Elder Kun and the others who had already been stunned to the point of being petrified.

"You must not offend this person!"

Then he opened his eyes, and the rules of heaven and earth suddenly gathered here. Elder Kun's right arm suddenly broke, and the broken rules were sealed in it. This broken right arm was not only physically incomplete, but even the place corresponding to the soul of the Taoist infant was broken!

Forever incomplete, unable to ascend to the Great Dao! He has the cultivation of the Dao Transformation Realm, but he lacks the pressure of the Dao Transformation Realm!

"Thank you for not killing me, Holy Lord!"

Elder Kun had no complaints and didn't even raise his head. At this moment, he was complaining bitterly. He originally thought that Feng Qingyang was just an unknown boy, but now it seems that there are several saints protecting him.

Although his cultivation was destroyed, fortunately he still had his life. As long as he is alive, there is a chance for him to make a comeback.

"Go ahead!"

The Saint spoke softly, and the rules of Heaven came down. Elder Kun disappeared instantly. At this moment, he had already wanted to escape from this place. With his weak cultivation, he might not be afraid of anything, but now the Great Dao was abandoned. If the news got out, he would face endless pursuit in an instant.

“Bye…Bye, to the Holy Lord!”

Hong Yun and the others were so scared when they saw Elder Kun being deposed so easily. Without the pressure from the Dao Transformation Realm, after all, the Holy Saint was invincible and the master of the spiritual world and the heavenly way!

There are countless realms of transformation, but there are only a few Saints. There are nine saints, which is the maximum number in the heaven. However, as time goes by, the heaven can only bear eight Saints. If there is one more, a great catastrophe will occur!

Of course, this only applies to those who want to compete for the holy throne.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

Zamao Bird ignored the trembling Hongyun and others, and looked strangely at the person in front of him who was shrouded in halo.

"I don't even remember that I have such a name, how come you remember it? Who are you?"

The mixed-feathered bird's nostrils were turned up, but Feng Qingyang discovered that underneath his tough exterior, he was clearly trembling.

However, he did not point it out, but stood beside him and bowed respectfully to the Saint in front of him. Perhaps it was because he had never targeted Feng Qingyang, so although he was standing on him, he did not feel any pressure at all.

"Confucius is a famous figure throughout the ages, of course he doesn't remember who I am!"