Empress: This man can't hide anymore, he will kill God with one sword

Come and help!" Heitian Mozun turned his head and looked at the dark void in the distance.

He knows that there are strong men from his Black Devil Sect there, watching from the sidelines!"

Jie Jie, hurry up.

Isn't it time to pretend to beep? "

"Heh, let this kid have a good taste of the pain, otherwise, I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"My silly little boy, do you really have a future if you learn from this kind of person?"... However, in the face of Heitian Mozun's cry for help.

In this black cloud, the strong men of the Black Demon Cult looked indifferent.

He even showed a mocking expression.

Watching Hei Tian being abused, I just feel comfortable all over.

As for the real desperateness, that's not the case.

After all, he has been at odds with the Black Demon Sect and the Yin-Yang Sect for a long time.

When the two sides meet, they are basically in the same situation.

However, just now, because of being black, the weather has arrived, and the latter has not yet reached the end of the mountain.

Therefore, they are full of joy and do not intend to directly intervene for the time being!"

Boom, boom, boom! "The sound of confrontation kept coming out, and Heitian was extremely depressed.

Just pretending to beep seems a bit too much.

Sure enough, if you come out to mess around, you always have to pay it back!"

Old ram, are you crazy? What is it that wants to kill me? "Heitian Mozun, surrounded by pitch-black demonic energy.

His eyes were full of angry flames, and he shouted loudly!"

Hmph, Ma De, now that things are going on, you are still pretending to be confused with the old Taoist me! "Old Daoist Gongyang scolded in pain, beard and hair all stretched out.

I understand your grandma.

Demon Lord Heitian was really about to vomit blood.

The quality of that top-grade holy soldier is far superior to that of his low-grade holy soldier.

There was not much difference in strength between the two of them. At this moment, it can be said that they are completely at a disadvantage, with cuts on their bodies and blood flowing.

The whole person is extremely embarrassed.

This scene.

Naturally, it fell into the eyes of the genius of the Black Demon Cult who came to apprentice!"

Tsk, is he really a famous teacher? "Someone questioned!"

Hmph, although some people are not strong, they are good at teaching disciples!" The baby-faced beauty was also shaken in her heart.

This is too much.

It was completely pressed to the ground and rubbed.

However, thinking about the terrifying genius who was fourth on the unicorn list, her wavering heart became much firmer!"

Oh~ "The rest of the people can only respond like this!"

Puff puff puff~" Heitian Mozun had a new injury.

This made the tyrannical aura in his eyes more intense.

However, it was useless.

Gongyang Laodao is to chop him with a sword!"

Ram old man, I just came out of customs.

I really don't know, if you keep messing around like this, I'll get seriously injured, and I won't make it easier for you! "Heitian shouted.

Old Daoist Gongyang is also exhausted!"

Am I messing around? "The ram snorted coldly, looking down at Hei Tian!"

Your apprentice actually cut off my apprentice's arm, and the apprentice pays the debt. If I don't look for you, who will I look for? ! "Old Daoist Gongyang became more and more angry as he thought about it.

His apprentice is the second holy son of Yin Yang Sect, and he has high hopes.

If so, Leng Wuxie can become the first holy son in the future.

She even married Qian Muxue as her Taoist companion.

Then, from now on, the entire Yin-Yang Sect will belong to their master and apprentice.

but.

A few days ago, his apprentice Leng Wuxie was defeated.

Moreover, his arm was chopped off by the disciple known as Heitian Mozun.

Strength, Dao heart is damaged.

Cutting off a person's path to immortality is tantamount to killing someone.

Therefore, if he couldn't find Li Luo, he naturally came to settle accounts with Heitian Mozun!"

My apprentice? "

"Wuxin?" Heitian Mozun was stunned for a moment.

Recently, Wuxin has been with him all the time, merging into the semi-holy hand bone.

Why did you cut off one arm of Gongyang's old disciple?Darkness is a bit messy.

Vomit!Who am I and where am I? ...and, of course, the one who started it all.

In the small courtyard of the old magic stick, Li Luo arranged the ancient pattern to cover his aura.

Then, I will use the spirit-soul fusion method with Miss Wen Zhao to jointly explore the inheritance of Wen Zhao in the space of Wen Zhao's knowledge of the sea!"

Will enter the wine, the water of the Yellow River will come up in the sky, and it will never return to the sea! "boom.

Talented.

Li Luo held Wen Zhao's little hand, and a strange feeling haunted the two of them.

However, Li Luo had no time to experience it.

There is an endless stream of famous poems in my mouth!"

Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening! "Boom, boom.

Talented like a dragon, roaring to resist the coercion of that terrifying literary saint!"

What a magnificent sentence!"

"What a deep and heroic feeling!" Beside.

Wen Zhao stared at Li Luo's divine infant with awe and curiosity in his eyes.

This boy is too mysterious.

Moreover, this talent is ten times, a hundred times better than hers!The broken talent was integrated into Li Luo's realm of Confucianism and Taoism.

He could feel that his second level of Confucianism and Taoism, continued to improve in the Spring and Autumn Period, had reached a bottleneck.

Just need to go one step further.

He will be able to step into the third level.

but.

Li Luo was not in a hurry, because he knew it.

The way of Confucianism, the most important thing is to accumulate a lot of accumulation and make it come true.

Therefore, he took Wen Zhao along and kept climbing the ladder of books.

Precipitation, accumulation.

Just wait for that final burst!"

Nine hundred and ninety-eight! "At this moment, Li Luo pulled Wen Zhao to the top of the book road.

As long as you take another step, you can really come to the Golden House! "The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names!"

"Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you!" Boom, boom, boom, boom~~ followed Li Luo's voice.

The entire ocean of books rolled, and the road to the mountain of books trembled.

They took a step forward and finally came to the golden house.

Chapter 176

"Sell the eternal sorrow with me!" As Li Luo's last line fell, the entire ocean of books shook.

Wen Zhao took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart!"

What kind of broad mind is it that can create such elegant, free and easy, majestic sentences!" Boom, boom.

next moment.

Wen Zhao only felt pulled by the other party, and stepped directly onto the 999th step!The two appeared before the golden house.

The small face transformed by Wen Zhao's spirit seemed to hold his breath.

According to the memory she inherited from Wen Sheng.

Even those who have accepted the inheritance of the literary sage can set foot on the top of the book ladder.

At least, it must be equivalent to the fourth level of Confucianism and Taoism.

In other words, only those who are equivalent to the leader-level powerhouses in the cultivation world can do it.

And today.

The peerless young man beside him actually reached the peak directly by relying on the second realm of Confucianism and Taoism, the level of "continuing to write the Spring and Autumn".

It's a miracle!This kind of talent is amazing!"

Huh, freaked out? "

"Don't panic, it's just basic exercises!" Li Luo, the baby boy, glanced at the face of the weak girl that had been conjured up.

In my heart, I also have a little pride.

at the same time.

When the divine baby's eyes looked at the golden house, that immature and handsome face was also full of anticipation!"

Oh, oh! "Although Wen Zhao didn't understand the boy's words very well.

However, it feels great.

Nod, that's right!"

Let's go, go in and have a look!" Li Luo Shenying little man took Wen Zhao Shenhun's little hand, and the two walked towards the golden house, pushing the door and entering!"

Boom, boom, boom~~" Upon entering the golden hut, golden energy fluctuated and swept away.

This made the eyes of Li Luo's baby boy sparkle.

The book has its own house of gold, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu.

The ancients did not deceive me, did they?This golden house is fine.

When he came in, Li Luo Shenying and the little man felt it, it was built with golden energy.

I touched it several times, and I can't go wrong.

Just when Li Luo Shenying crossed the golden waves and looked inside to see if there was a peerless beauty, Yan Ruyu!"

I'll boil it, boy, what are you messing with?Are you gay? ! "suddenly.

In the void, a voice sounded, which startled Li Luo and Wen Zhao.

Wen Zhao's face was still a little confused.

She knows that her literary sage inheritance can speak out, communicate with her and guide her in cultivation.