Immortal - Chapter 1046

[Chapter Forty-Fifth The Former Saint Zhun Mention]

In the distance, on the intense battlefield of the two holes, the battle also stopped.

The black hole quickly filled up, and the space gradually stabilized, slowly revealing the two people on the battlefield.

In Kongqueling Avenue, Kong Xuan’s mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, his face turned pale, but his ferocious face remained unchanged. Even if his whole body was severely injured, he still stared at Confucius, and then slowly looked at the sky above the Chongtian Temple.

Inside the Hongru Avenue, Confucius’ clothes were also damaged in some places again, but from the proud demeanor, the damage suffered by Confucius was still very small.

Saints and ancestors are still superior to saints, even though Kong Xuan is so strong, he still loses to saints.

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

Zhunti reborn?

How could Kong Che never expect that Zhunti would turn over? You know, according to my own calculations, Zhunti’s eighteen-armed and three-eyed golden body dharma figure has been completely destroyed! How to turn over when fate is broken? It is also because of this that Confucius allowed Bodhi Patriarch to integrate with the golden body method, and no one can fill that gap, not even a saint.

But in front of me?

Confucius made a little calculation and immediately knew what was going on!

Is it the man named Zhong Shan?

With anger in his heart, Confucius looked at Zhong Shan.

“Hmph!”

a cold snort.

A huge breath rushed towards Zhong Shan.

“Stop!” Hao Meili suddenly exclaimed.

With a swipe of his hand, a page of book paper appeared in the void, and that page of book paper immediately blocked Zhong Shan. It was the paper of the book of life and death.

“Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!”

A gust of air blew past both sides of Zhong Shan, and Hao Meili stepped back more than a dozen steps, and was finally blocked by Zhong Shan’s arms. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Confucius in the distance with hatred in his eyes.

“Confucius” cursed a junior, you really put your face to shame! ”

Suddenly there was a soft voice in the void.” The voice was not high, but it spread strangely to the ears of everyone in the world.

It was Patriarch Bodhi who was speaking, no, it was no longer Patriarch Bodhi.

In the Platinum Avenue, the face is still that of Patriarch Bodhi, but the clothes on his body have changed from white to platinum, with a faint metallic luster, and his eyes have become much sharper, staring at Confucius in the distance, stepping forward. Go out and block in front of the Chongtian Temple.

“Old man Zhunti, you really are alive!” Kong Xuan’s face suddenly showed a hint of joy.

“Zunti!” Confucius said in a deep voice.

On the Platinum Avenue, the reborn Zhunti nodded to Kong Xuan, and then looked at Confucius again. The face of Jianshen in

the Chongtian Temple was slightly agitated. Master, your own master has become a former saint? Zhunti saint? Although the holy throne is no longer there, Sun Shen still knows how powerful the old saint was. Zhong Shan could see clearly just now, Zhunti, his face is still clearly visible, just like the Supreme Master, with a clear face. Only the reborn Thirty Except.

Zhun Ti moved his finger slightly while looking at Confucius. After some calculations, Zhunti exhaled slightly.

“The changes in the world are really great!” Zhunti sighed slightly.

“Zhunti, you want to stop me?” Confucius said in a deep voice.

“Back away now, I can pretend I didn’t see anything!” Zhunti said lightly.

Confucius was tangled for a while, he should be the one who said this.

“A sage of the previous generation? Show yourself in front of others, aren’t you afraid of being held accountable?” Confucius said in a deep voice.

Zhunti smiled slightly and said, “As for the number of days, I know better than you!”

Zhunti spoke loudly, “But he has the qualifications, Confucius is a sage, the closest type of person to the number of days, but in terms of understanding of the number of days, Confucius is obviously not as good as Zhun Ti,” at least Confucius didn’t have the courage to change the number of days!

“Huh!”

Zhunti took a step forward and appeared beside Kong Xuan, looking at Kong Qiu” and then at Kong Xuan.

“You have regressed! Zhunti said indifferently .

Zhunti said it to Kong Xuan. After Zhunti finished speaking, the countless guests in the Chongtian Palace were silent for a while. Has Kong Xuan retreated? real or fake? Kong Xuan was so tough just now, did he actually regress? What was it like before?

“I haven’t got some things back yet, so naturally I don’t have the power I had when I was fighting you!” Kong Xuan said directly.

Zhunti nodded, then looked at Confucius and said, “Go away, you know the situation before you, Confucianism and Taoism are not your own creation, you also learned Confucianism and Taoism slowly by imitating Zhou Li. No benefit, even if Kong Xuan and I can’t keep you, you have to pay a heavy price. You know, there are too many ancestors staring at your holy throne in this world. Once you fight to the death with the two of us, the price you pay It will be unbearable for you.

Kong Xuan frowned, but Zhunti opened his mouth, and Kong Xuan didn’t continue to interject. There must be Zhunti’s own intentions.

Confucius looked at the two of them and said lightly: “You know you Who are you talking to? You have been laid down as a saint, and you still have the right to command me? Zhunti

stared at Confucius, his eyes were slightly cold and said: “Come out, your breath is too familiar, how can you hide it from me?” After Zhunti

finished speaking, a large number of guests in Chongtian Palace frowned slightly. What did Zhunti mean? Who else is hiding around? Even Kong Xuan has been concealed from it?

“Suddenly! “A

white light flashed in the sky, and another terrifying aura oppressed down. The aura was full of domineering. It made people tremble.

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

“Is it the holy man?” “Hao Meili cried out as she was still lying in Zhong Shan’s arms.

In the sky, the man’s face was blurred, and an aura not weaker than that of Confucius emanated from him. It was the sage who broke into heaven not long ago!

Two saints?

The holy capital of Xianyang has really become a gathering place for big shots. Two saints came at once? And they all seem to be enemies.

“Now, who is retreating?” Confucius said in a deep voice.

Zhunti looked at Mitian solemnly, then shook his head and said: “Mitian, it seems that what Hongjun said is correct, you have been completely reduced to a running dog of Tianshu.” The

saint Mitian was not angry, but looked up and down Zhunti said : “Knowing that it cannot be violated, but rushing to die like moths to the flame, I think there is a problem with the seven of you. It is still not satisfied to have the supreme position of heaven and earth? How many days are running dogs? Are you worthy? Look at yourself, and then look at yourself.” I. Ignorance!” On

the [Guang] field of the Chongtian Temple.

The hearts of all the guests have long been attracted by the big figures in the distance, because the games of these big figures can determine their own lives and deaths. But now that two saints have come, what should we do? Zhong Shan also watched solemnly, occasionally glanced at Ying, and found that Ying’s expression hadn’t moved, and he was still staring at Confucius as before, and he didn’t even pay attention to the sudden sage.

What are you waiting for?

ps: This chapter is short, I feel a little dizzy watching chess, I will sleep for a while, and I will make up for this deficiency in the next update. sorry! By the way, I would like to thank the friends who have given rewards these days, thank you!