Chapter 45 The former saint is allowed to mention

Chongtian Hall, a platinum light rushed to the sky. The outside world is shaking, just like a huge force detering everything in all directions.

In the distance, there are two fierce battlefields, and the battle is also stopped.

The black hole was quickly filled, and the space gradually stabilized, slowly exposing the two people in the battlefield.

In the peacock's road, a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of Kong Xuan's mouth, and his face turned pale, but his fierce face remained unchanged. Even if his whole body was seriously damaged, he still stared at Confucius, and then slowly looked at the sky above the Chongtian Hall.

In Hongru Avenue, Confucius' clothes were also damaged again, but according to his arrogant demeanor, the damage suffered by Confucius was still very small.

Saints and ancestors are still saints. Even if Kong Xuan is so strong, he is still defeated by saints.

Confucius looked at the Platinum Avenue in the distance and clenched his fist slightly.

Are you sure to be reborn?

Kongche didn't expect that Zhun would turn over? You know, in my own calculation, the 18-armed and three-eyed golden body figure has been completely destroyed! How to turn over if the fate is broken? That's why Confucius allowed the Bodhi ancestor to combine with the golden body. No one can make up for the gap, and even the saint is impossible.

Is it right in front of you?

Confucius calculated slightly and immediately knew what was going on!

Is it the man named Zhong Shan?

Confucius looked at Zhongshan with a sense of anger in his heart.

"Humph!"

With a cold hum.

A huge breath is close to Zhongshan.

"Shout up!" Hao Meili suddenly screamed.

The probe was small, and a page of paper appeared in the void. That page of paper suddenly stood in front of Zhong Shan, which was the paper of the book of life and death.

"Bow~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A stream of air blew from both sides of Zhongshan, and Hao Meili also stepped back more than a dozen steps, and was finally blocked by Zhongshan in her arms. A trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Confucius in the distance with hatred in his eyes.

"Kong Qiu" cursed the younger generation, and you really pulled your face down!"

Suddenly, a soft voice came from the void. The voice was not high, but it spread strangely to everyone in the world.

It is the Bodhi ancestor who speaks. No, it is no longer the Bodhi ancestor at this moment.

In the Platinum Avenue, his face was still the ancestor of Bodhi, but his clothes changed from white to platinum, with a faint metallic luster, and his eyes became much sharper. He stared at Confucius in the distance and stepped out in front of the Chongtian Hall.

"I'm sure you're alive!" Kong Xuan's face suddenly showed a trace of joy.

"It's time to mention it!" Confucius said in a low voice.

In the Platinum Avenue, the reborn Zhuo Ti nodded to Kong Xuan, and then looked at Confucius again.

Chongtian Hall's cut Shen's face was slightly excited. Master, has your own master become a former saint? Are you allowed to mention the saint? Although the throne is no longer, Sun Shen still knows how powerful the former saints are. Zhong Shan just saw clearly, and he was sure to mention it, and his face was still clear. Like Taishang, he had a clear face. Except for those who are reborn.

Zunti looked at Confucius while moving his fingers slightly. After some calculation, he exhaled slightly.

"The world has changed a lot!" Zhunti sighed slightly.

"Zun mention, do you want to stop me?" Confucius said in a low voice.

"Go back now. I can think I haven't seen anything!" It's a light saying.

Confucius was entangled for a while, which should be what he said.

"The last saint? Show yourself in front of others, aren't you afraid of being investigated by the number of days? Confucius said in a low voice.

Zunti smiled and said, "For the number of days, I know better than you!"

He must have a big tone, but he has that qualification. Confucius is a saint, the closest to the number of days, but in terms of understanding of the number of days, Confucius is obviously not as good as "at least Confucius has not had the courage to change the number of days!

"Wow!"

Step by step, appear on Kong Xuan's side, look at Kong Qiu, and then look at Kong Xuan.

"You have regressed!" It's a light saying.

Zunti said it to Kong Xuan, and after saying it, "The countless guests in the Chongtian Hall were silent for a while, and Kong Xuan retreated? Is it true? Kong Xuan was so tough just now that he actually regressed? What did it look like before?

"I haven't taken back some things yet. Naturally, I don't have the power of the war with you!" Kong Xuan said directly.

Zun Ti nodded and looked at Confucius and said, "Go away. You know the current situation. Confucianism is not your original creation. You also slowly understand Confucianism by imitating Zhou Li. I also understand Confucianism. With me, you can't get benefits. Even if Kong Xuan and I can't keep you, you have to pay a There are too many ancestors staring at your throne. Once you fight with us for life and death, the price you pay will be unbearable.

Kong Xuan frowned, but he opened his mouth, and Kong Xuan did not continue to insert. There must be a plan to mention yourself.

Confucius looked at the two and said lightly, "Do you know who you are talking to? You have been given the throne, are you still qualified to command me?

Zun Ti stared at Confucius, and his eyes were slightly cold and said, "Come out, your breath is so familiar that you can hide it from me?"

After saying that, a large number of guests in the Chongtian Hall frowned slightly. What does it mean? Who else is hidden around? Did you even hide it from Kong Xuan?

"Suddenly!"

The white light in the sky flashed, and another breath of terror oppressed down. The breath is full of domineering. It makes people tremble.

Another man in white suddenly appeared on the edge of Hongru Avenue.

"Is it a sage of the sky?" Hao Meili still lay in Zhong Shan's arms and shouted.

In the sky, the man's face was blurred, and a breath that was not weaker than Confucius emanated from him. It was the sage who broke into the heavenly court not long ago!

Two saints?

Xianyang Shengdu has really become a gathering place for great people. Two saints came at a time? And they all seem to be enemies.

"Now, who has retreated?" Confucius said in a low voice.

Zun Ti looked at Mi Tian with a little solemnity, and then shook his head and said, "Mi Tian, it seems that Hongjun is right. You have completely reduced yourself to a running dog for days."

The saint was not angry, but looked up and down and said, "I know it can't be disobeyed, but I rushed up and died like a moth to the fire. I think there are seven of you who have problems. Are you still not satisfied with the supreme position of heaven and earth? How many days? Do you deserve it? Look at yourself and then look at me. Ignorant!"

Chongtian Hall [Wide] above the field.

The hearts of the guests have long been attracted by the bigwigs in the distance, because the game of these bigwigs can determine their own death. But now there are two saints. What should I do? Zhong Shan also looked at it solemnly. Occasionally, he took a look at the win and found that the look of the win had not moved. He was still staring at Confucius as he had just now, and even ignored the sudden sage.

What are you waiting for to win?

PS: This chapter is less, and I'm a little dizzy when watching chess. I'll sleep for a while and make up for this deficiency in the next update. Excuse me! By the way, thank you to your friends who have been rewarded these days. Thank you!