The vague figure had the same aura as the Sword Demon, the only difference was the terrifying sword intent.
"It seems that I have failed… I regret it… All my clan members have suffered backlash because of you…"
The ancestor of the Fengxiu clan had disheveled hair, the same bronze skin color, very sturdy and tall, carrying a black sword, and a sharp aura.
He seemed to be very clear about his own state, whispering to himself, with sadness, sadness, pain… and regret.
At this moment, he seemed to have come back to life from the ancient times, walked out of ancient history, with thoughts and intelligence, not just a simple reflection.
"You shouldn’t have appeared…" The Sword Demon’s voice was cold, as if it was blowing from the Nine Netherworld, with murderous intent.
He chose to attack directly without any hesitation.
The ancestor of the Fengxiu clan in front of him was his former master.
In order to refine the Immortal Demon Sword, he killed his own children, his wife, and countless clansmen. He paid countless prices for his birth.
"Why…will it fail in the end…"
"You are the one who bit me back."
The ancestor of the Fengxiu clan had a brief moment of confusion and a lot of grief in his eyes, but soon, such emotions disappeared, and he also became cold, with anger and murderous intent boiling.
Chi La! ! !
The ancestor of the Fengxiu clan stretched his hands behind him and grasped the faint and blurred prototype of the sword in his body. In an instant, the murderous intent was like a vast ocean, and he slowly pulled it out.
"You should have died long ago." The sword demon roared and rushed away.
The mighty sword energy continued to stir along the broken edge of the universe, tearing through time and space, and penetrating into the boundless nothingness.
After countless years, the ancestor of the Fengxiu clan and the sword demon fought again.
This battle was extremely fierce. No one knew how the ancestor of the Fengxiu clan reappeared. It was just like he was resurrected.
And the strength he showed at this moment was actually comparable to that of the sword demon.
Such methods and means are simply incredible.
"If we can get the reincarnation monument and get the recognition of the Book of Life and Death, wouldn’t all the strongest figures in the vast history and civilization of the entire world be able to reappear?"
"This kind of power is definitely beyond the realm of the true road and the supreme shattering, reaching an incredible level."
At this moment, not only the creatures on this battlefield felt trembling.
Including the other life forms in the distant universe, who were paying close attention to all this, were shocked and set off a huge wave in their hearts.
You should know that the war between the ancient Tibetan civilization and the Heaven-Destroying Alliance has just ended. The power of the Heaven-Destroying Alliance has reached an unprecedented peak. Even Wu Tian is very afraid. It is not without reason that this sword demon dares to appear under the nose of the Heaven-Destroying Alliance.
Just when all living beings were paying close attention to this terrible war.
Suddenly, in the depths of the high void, it seemedSometimes space and time were torn apart, and a huge hole appeared there.
Then there was a strange breath, like a righteous spirit, vast and boundless, and it seemed that there were echoes of reading aloud, and it seemed that there were countless students and Confucian scholars, chanting poems and books there, expounding the righteous way of the world.
All kinds of poems, books, rituals, and articles were manifested, forming an endless river of Confucianism.
A vicissitudes of life and ancient voice rolled out, shaking the world, "forgiveness, loyalty, filial piety, brotherhood, courage, benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and trust."
Accompanied by the sound falling.
Ten vague figures appeared together, each figure was changing, and it seemed eternal and unchanging, each representing the most profound Confucian principles.
Behind these figures, there is a complete super multiverse, infinitely wide and deep, with countless creatures explaining the truth behind them and interpreting together. Every word is a pearl, and the poems are like mountains, which converge into hundreds of scenes of the common people and the long river of Confucianism.
"The Confucian master has appeared~."
Ru Ming was extremely surprised and excited, and he knelt down directly in that direction.
There is no doubt that the Confucian clan has a very deep foundation. The ten vague figures have all comprehended the highest Confucian principles and reached the end of the road.
Everyone in the vast world is an existence that can be respected and make the master.
"The Confucian master who died in the battle that destroyed the ancient Tibetan civilization is said to be just a disciple of the Confucian master. The foundation of the Confucian clan is too terrifying. There are at least more than ten people at the end of the road…" Many super multiverses are trembling and shaking.
The Confucian ancestors are definitely the most powerful creatures in the vast world today, and they are no less powerful than the leaders of the Niming Palace.
In so many eras, even in the Great Reckoning, the Confucian clan has always been preserving its strength and not showing off.
Now this foundation is really shocking.
If we exclude those Lu Jin-level figures who joined the Fa Tian League after the destruction of the ancient Tibetan civilization, there are even more Lu Jin-level beings in the Confucian clan than in the Fa Tian League.
"No wonder they dare to jump out at this time. This foundation is probably not much worse than the ancient Tibetan civilization at its peak…"
"The Confucian clan hid too deeply." Many powerful people were shocked, thinking that the Confucian clan might have other intentions when they came out at this time.
Of course, some creatures couldn’t help but sneer, "No matter how strong the Confucian clan’s foundation is, don’t forget that there are several supreme broken-level beings in the Fatian League, and even Jueyin Tianjun could resist them at the beginning."
"If the Confucian clan meets the Fatian League, there is only one way to go."
There are actually quite a few creatures who think this way, and they don’t think that the Confucian clan can compete with the Fatian League.
"The Confucianism of the world is vicissitudes…"
At the end of the void, the rolling voice shouted to the sky, as if it contained some kind of great power, causing all the worlds to shake.
The illusory and boundless big hand stretched out from the huge hole.
Between its palms and fingers, the long rivers of Confucianism, like a long dragonLike this, rolling and surging, circling up and down, and then all of them covered and grabbed the Samsara Monument, the Six Paths Gate, and the Book of Life and Death, almost shrinking the heaven and earth.
Under the ten Confucian rivers, even the battle between the ancestor of the Fengxiu clan and the sword demon was affected.
The entire universe continued to shrink, and the surrounding time and space were suppressed, as if it had become a realm in the palm of the hand.
"Confucian ancestor?"
The sword demon was greatly affected and had to chop over with a knife to defeat the Confucian river that was covering him. His voice was gloomy and angry, mixed with coldness, "You want to compete with me?"
The ancestor of the Fengxiu clan was still blocking him, which forced him to stop his offensive.
"Reincarnation has spirits, and a new era mother tree is about to be born. It will choose a new land to take root. You are blocked by it, which means that you are not chosen by reincarnation."
Ru Zu did not reveal his true body, and he was still sitting cross-legged in a certain deepest level of time and space, but his rolling voice was still transmitted here.
With the intervention of Ru Zu, all the vast worlds were set off by huge waves. After all, he was a real supreme broken-level figure.
The impact of such a figure on the situation is absolutely unimaginable.
"It’s just a knife embryo, full of sins and killings, are you worthy of getting involved in reincarnation?" (To read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Another voice sounded immediately, very vicissitudes, and the misty light seemed like an immortal fairy lamp, illuminating the deep and boundless void.
"Ancestor…" Tuoba Yu beside Ru Ming looked in that direction and saluted hurriedly.
The ancestor of the Tuoba Ancient Clan also showed up, but it was not his real body either, and he was obviously afraid of something.
"Looking for death."
The sword demon was full of rage, and abandoned the ancestor of the Fengxiu Clan as his opponent, and slashed directly at the ancestor of the Tuoba Ancient Clan.
This sword was like a sword but not a sword, like Tao but not Tao, like a demon but not a demon. In the rolling sword energy, there were countless orders and rules intertwined and condensed, forming a terrifying sword storm, and finally slashed towards an eternal unknown area.
Although the ancestor of the Tuoba Ancient Clan did not show up, the sword demon found his true location through his own aura.
Dang!
A sound like a huge bell, as if the swords were colliding, and the universe exploded.
In the depths of the eternal unknown, a tall figure, holding a golden sword, walked out of it, and the sword tip slashed on the sword light.
The two collided and a fire broke out, drowning time and space.
"I know that you got a broken fragment of the stele from the edge of the Great Abyss and integrated it into your body. It was actually the broken fragment of the Samsara God who failed to sacrifice the Samsara Stele outside the Great Abyss."
"You want to get the complete Samsara Stele, integrate it into your body, and break into the supreme broken state."
The ancestor of the Tuoba Ancient Clan spoke. His real name was Tuoba Hong. He had a neutral face, was majestic without anger, and was very righteous.
"It seems that you know a lot…"[]
The sword demon’s voice was cold, and he slashed again. This time, the layers of sword power turned into layers of angry waves, which kept piling up, and there was no end in sight.
Each layer of angry waves could submerge the universe. Countless heavy sword waves bombarded, and the power was unimaginable.
Tuoba Hong was not surprised by this. Although he did not break into the realm of supreme shattering, his combat power was not weaker than that of the sword demon.
There was even a kind of transcendent and majestic meaning in him, similar to the sword demon. He slashed with a sword, and this sword turned into a mountain. It was transformed by Taoism, which could collapse the universe, destroy order, and was heavy and boundless.
"Have you also obtained the broken inscription?"
The sword demon felt a familiar aura, which was the broken inscription he had obtained.
The great ravine was too vast and deep. Even in the shallow area at the edge, it was not something that ordinary creatures at the end of the road could step on.
It can be said that many of the understandings of the future in the vast world today are through some relics and breath in the Great Abyss.
The traces of the old universe order and the new universe order are also left in the Great Abyss, and are perceived and known by some innate creatures.
Tuoba Hong smiled faintly, "When the Great God of Samsara first sacrificed the Samsara Monument, many innate creatures noticed it. After the initial Samsara Monument was broken, it turned into many fragments and drifted to various places in the Great Abyss. Some flew into the depths of the Great Abyss, and some were left on the shallow edge."
"As the earliest batch of innate human race, the Tuoba clan naturally knew about this. I got the broken inscription before you."
"So what?" Dao Mo said coldly.
"The broken inscriptions are imprinted with all the spirit and perception of the God of Samsara, and there are ideas and thoughts that transcend the end of the road. If there is hope in the future, it is definitely in it." Tuoba Hong’s tone was very firm.
"I am not interested in the future, I just want to break into the Supreme Broken."
The Sword Demon said coldly, "If you want to stop me, then you must be prepared to pay a sufficient price."
"A frog in the well, even if you step into the Supreme Broken, you will still be trapped in the same place."
Tuoba Hong shook his head, and then smiled dumbly, saying to himself, "Really, what can I explain to a demon sword? It will only devour its master and will not understand these principles at all."
"You fight for the Samsara Monument and the Six Paths Gate just to surrender to the real place. Even if I am a sword, I understand The truth is that no egg can be left unbroken when the nest is overturned, but you don’t understand. I devour my master, but is he worthy of being my master? "
The sword demon looked at the ancestor of the Fengxiu clan in the distance and sneered, "He killed his wife and children, and even the people closest to him can be killed and abandoned. How can I be qualified to call me a demon?"
He swept across the vast Confucian river in the distance, and the sarcasm in his words was not concealed at all, "As the earliest batch of human beings in the vast world, have you ever protected the human race, (clearly) prevented a dark disaster, stopped a bloody war, and kept talking about etiquette and education. Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, but the catastropheWhen the reckoning comes, where can you appeal? "
"A magic knife stained with endless blood and killing is worthy of teaching us a lesson?"
The smile on Tuoba Hong’s face faded, and he became indifferent, saying, "Even beasts know how to be grateful, but you are just a magic knife, indeed worse than beasts."
The Confucian ancestor, who was sitting cross-legged in the dark void, sighed at this time, "As long as my race is not destroyed, the human race will continue. The evolution and development of civilization is like a long river. The rise and fall of individuals, the outbreak of wars and disasters, are just small ripples in the long river, not even waves. You are just a knife, you don’t understand what continuation and survival are. My race keeps a low profile. Even if the human race in the entire vast world dies out, as long as there are still people in my race, the fire of the human race will continue. ”
“The short-sightedness of the present makes you ignore the succession and possibilities of the future, just like you only want to break into the Supreme Shattering, instead of working for the farther road ahead.”
The mighty Confucian river surged, and ten road-end-level figures emerged there, with shadows, and the ten directions of the universe rose and fell together, like the stars surrounding the moon, guarding the Confucian ancestor in the center.
“Bring back the reincarnation monument, the book of life and death, and the six gates. "The founder of Confucianism calmly instructed the ten people who were at the end of the road.
After the words fell, ten rays of light shot up into the sky from the rolling river of Confucianism. Forgiveness, loyalty, filial piety, brotherhood, courage, benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and trustworthiness, the ten ancient characters bloomed with endless light, covering the ten figures.
They were walking slowly, with different lights all over their bodies. Some were as bright as gold, some were pure white, some were deep and dark, some were as clear as a lake, and some were as blazing as the sun… Among them were men and women, old and young..
