One after another, all of them are the strong and elder Dharma protectors of Confucianism. They have been paying attention to the movement of Wufeng.

Many figures fell on the top of the mountain, and it was Confucius who was the Supreme Master and the second elder.

A pair of eyes are closely looking at the seventh Wufeng, and their eyes are trembling. From the seventh Wufeng, there is a powerful power of witchcraft, just like a sleeping God waking up

"HISHI..."

The space fluctuates, and an old man with a fairytale and moral character quietly emerges in the void. His Confucian robe is eye-catching with the green bamboo patterns of landscape painting. His silver hair and gray whiskers are fluttering. His eyes are shining and looking forward, his eyes are filled with waves.

More and more powerful and elder Dharma protectors from the whole Confucianists came to the scene and were agitated by the movement on the seventh Wufeng mountain.

At this moment, the movement on the seventh Wufeng is becoming more and more intense, and the talisman and secret patterns are fluctuating, as if there is something alive.

Meng Yutong and Xun Kewei two female figures do not know when, also fell on the side of Kong Yuqi.

Looking at the movement of the seventh Wufeng in front of her, the two women's moving cheeks showed the color of excitement and surprise, and their eyes were rippling.

At the moment, they can clearly feel that there is an endless stream of magic power from the seventh Wushan peak, with an ancient pressure, which makes their spirits tremble.

"Is there something about him?"

Meng Yutong's eyes were shocked. After three months, he finally got the news.

In the past three months, Meng Yutong was very strange. The purple robe figure on the Wufeng Tianlu, like a road to heaven, had been lingering in her mind, as if it had been branded in her mind.

"Boom..."

The seventh Wufeng roared, the earth moved and the mountains rocked, just like an earthquake. There was light in the sky, and the wind and clouds were surging. The world seemed to suddenly fall into the night.

Only the seventh Wufeng is shining, just like a volcanic eruption, and the power of witches comes from the void.

"What a strong pressure!"

Under the great power of ancient witches, the strong Confucianists on the scene also turned red. Even if they used the skills one by one and used treasures to resist, they also had a feeling that it was difficult to resist.

"Long..."

Suddenly, the sixth, the fifth, the fourth until the first Wufeng lights up at the same time, the rune sweeps across, the light is dazzling.

In the shaking of the earth and mountains, the vast power of witches swept out of the void, shaking the ancient world of Confucianism.

"What is that?"

All of a sudden, some strong Confucianists and their children exclaimed.

Under all eyes, the seven Wufeng tremble, and on the seventh Wufeng, the brilliant runes surge like an obscene day, reflecting the vast ancient world of Confucianism.

In an instant, there is a magic ghost emerged, on the sky, a huge ghost of the magic emerged.

Three months ago, Du Shaofu passed away in a flash, but now it appears again.

The gods and Demons roar around, and the virtual shadow of the witches looks down on all living beings. The power of the God of witchcraft flows around the shadow, as if it came from the ancient time and space.

"What a terrible pressure, it can't be resisted!" The Confucianists have elders trembling.

The huge shadow of the witches reflected the whole Confucianism, sending out the spirit of eternal vicissitudes.

"BAM Bang Bang..."

There are strong also can not resist that terrible pressure, legs paralyzed directly kneel down, the spirit is trembling for it.

"This is the statue of the witch!"

In the void, at the moment, the immortal old man couldn't help shaking, and his mind was shaking.

He knew the origin of the virtual shadow, which was the holy image of the witch God, from the Confucian legend!

Under the terrible pressure, the huge shadow of the witch god suddenly burst out from the sky like a scorching sun. Finally, in the shocking eyes of the Confucianists below, a ragged purple man appeared in the void above the seventh Wufeng.

The purple robed man stepped into the void with his eyes closed, surrounded by the shadow of gods and demons. The glittering and shining talisman and secret patterns move around the void, making it look like a god!

The terrible power of the sorcerer all around him is now diffused from his upright figure

"He is a wizard, reverence!"

The crowd exclaimed that it was Du Shaofu, the demon king, and the Confucian sorcerer who had opened his mouth. After three months, he finally came out.

"Did he bring out the greatest benefit of Confucianism?"

The old man's eyes trembled and his heart looked forward to it. Wu Feng's heavenly road has been broken through. What is the greatest advantage of Confucianism? Did Du Shaofu, the demon king, get the greatest benefit?

"Hula..."

At the moment, Du Shaofu stood still in the void, and the surrounding space was flowing around it. In the calm, however, there was a kind of incomparable arrogance and domineering power, which made people's legs soft and kneel down.

"Woo Hoo..."

In the Confucianists, at the moment, countless birds and beasts are roaring and trembling, crawling on the ground."HISHI..."

At last, Du Shaofu opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of light, just like a thunderbolt rushing into the sky. The powerful and surging power of the witches in his own body swept the four sides!

"My Confucian power of witchcraft!"

Feeling the power of the witch, Kong Sansi's eyes were filled with waves in the crowd!

"brother Shaofu is coming out!"

Kong Yuqi clenched her hands, and her beautiful eyes couldn't see the bottom of her face. She picked up the corners of her eyes slightly with an excited smile. When she laughed, she was as enchanting as night.

Du Shaofu stepped into the void, and the mighty power of witches filled the ancient world of Confucianism.

Even the strong and elder Dharma protectors of Confucianism at this time should change color and tremble.

"It seems that he succeeded."

Kong Sansi's eyes gradually calmed down after a moment of shock. His face was wryly smiling and his mind was excited with a complicated color.

He is known as the first person of the younger generation of Confucianism. When he was in the divine space, he was already shocked by that guy. From the divine space, the demon king climbed to a new height with a terrible speed.

At the moment, he felt the power of the wizard on the demon king. Kong Sansi knew that the greatest benefit of Confucianism after Wufeng Tianlu was that he got it, and his strength must have increased a lot.

Looking at the tattered figure of purple robe in the void at the moment, Kong Sansi had to be a little suspicious of himself. Is his talent really a talent of cultivation?

Compared with the perverted Du Shaofu, can he really be called a genius?

"The heart of heaven is the most benevolent. There are witches coming. You can understand the way of heaven, understand the principles of heaven, and have infinite power..."

In the void, Du Shaofu suddenly opened his mouth in a quiet voice. His eyes were in a deep light. His voice was like the voice of Tao, but his voice was not so loud, but it shook the world. It was like a war drum that rang through the whole Confucian school.

This kind of voice, I don't know why, but let the Confucianists' children and the strong all tremble in their minds, and the mysterious Qi in their bodies can't help stirring.

"It's the power of witches. He has the power of my Confucianists."

Some elders exclaimed, his old face trembled, but his old body was filled with a light.

"Did he bring out the greatest benefit of Confucianism?"

Looking at such a figure in the void, there is an old man walking out of the mountain. He looks like an old man. His face is old, his face is full of wrinkles, and he is dressed in Confucian clothes.

"The ancestor of Mencius."

Seeing the old man walk out, there are elders and strong people around him casting their eyes.

This old man has a very high status in Confucianism. He is one of the few ancestors of Confucianism. He is usually in seclusion. He has not been seen for many years. He left the pass only after the last movement of Wufeng heavenly road. Today, I feel such a move and come here.

"Little friend, can you get the benefits after Wufeng Tianlu? I'll have a try. Please be careful!"

Mengwen Laozu opened his mouth. He couldn't wait to test whether Du Shaofu, the demon king, was getting the greatest benefit from Confucianism. He stamped on the top of the mountain with his feet, and his figure rose from the sky. His hair was dancing and his body was shining. The mighty and surging power of the witches surged out like a storm, the runes were spreading, the arms were interwoven, and the clanging sound was heard.

"HISHI..."

In an instant, when his own shadow was swept out, the hand print of Mengwen Laozu had been condensed. The mighty power of witches made the void vibrate and shake the sky.

"Guji..."

In a short time, Mengwen Laozu condensed into a giant turtle shadow with one hand, and a multicolored Phoenix with the other. The tortoise and Phoenix showed up, hissed and roared, and directly bombarded Du Shaofu.

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