Chapter 2816: Joan of Arc Takes Action, the Confucian Sage Descends!

"ah!"

The unbearable pain filled Wei Yuan's heart, making this extremely forbearing military god Da Feng, who remained unmoved even in the face of thousands of troops, show a look of pain, let out a low roar, and his handsome face twisted. Together, they look particularly ferocious.

The great wizard Sarun Agu suddenly appeared above Wei Yuan's head. He clenched his fist, pulled it back slightly, charged up and struck out, hitting Wei Yuan's head.

Wei Yuan endured the inhuman pain and sensed the crisis of life and death. He tilted his head back slightly, just in time to avoid the fatal blow.

The great wizard Saren Agu's fist did not retract, but he punched out fiercely, directly piercing Wei Yuan's chest and protruding from Wei Yuan's back. Blood dripped from his fist to the ground.

"Tick tock!"

Wei Yuan was severely injured at this time, his flesh and blood were torn apart, and part of his spine was knocked out. His facial features were twisted together, and there was no trace of his former handsomeness and elegance. He was like an evil ghost suffering from purgatory, ferocious and terrifying. .

The corners of the great wizard Sarun Agu's mouth slightly raised, showing a victorious smile, and slowly raised a fist, intending to end the life of the great military god and bring an end to this war.

Suddenly, the great wizard Sarun Agu's fist stopped, his body trembled, and the spiritual power in his body poured out crazily. His vitality was weakened. He looked down in disbelief. A bloody hand held a handle that exuded clear brilliance. The knife stabbed into his body fiercely. The spiritual power in his body was uncontrollably swallowed by the carving knife. The tip of the knife penetrated deeply into his heart, and an indescribable pain surged into his heart.

"Have you felt the pain I just experienced? It's hard!"

Wei Yuan's body retreated slowly, and the arm of the great wizard Saren Agu was slowly pulled out. Wei Yuan had a bright smile on his face, and he slowly raised his arm, and firmly grasped the neck of the great wizard Saren Agu. Lifting him up, he said coldly.

"The great wizard Sarun Agu didn't predict today's battle in advance, but the predictions are very auspicious?"

Wei Yuan grinned. His usually white teeth were stained with blood, and he looked extremely ferocious, without the elegance of the past. With his left hand, he pushed the carving knife into the heart of the great wizard Sarun Agu little by little, and said coldly.

"The great wizard Salun Agu is usually very secretive. If I want to defeat you, there is almost no possibility. If Jian Zheng hadn't shielded the carving knife for me and concealed the secret, I would have never had the slightest chance to plot against you. !”

"Warlocks are born out of the wizard system, and the first-generation supervisor is your disciple. Only warlocks can deal with the wizard's hexagram skills, so you can't predict today's events!"

"If it weren't for Jian Zheng's help, it would be almost impossible for me to win this victory!"

Wei Yuan suddenly pulled out the carving knife from the body of the great wizard Sarun Agu, and endless vitality surged out, causing the great wizard Sarun Agu to age by more than 20 years in an instant. His face was covered with wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy and yellow, and his hair had also changed. Become gray and dry.

Wei Yuan held the carving knife and stabbed the head of the great wizard Saren Agu, hoping to completely end the life of the great wizard Saren Agu who had lived for countless years and leave him stunned.

Wizards are similar to warlocks. As long as the soul is cultivated, physical death is not true death. Only the death of the soul is true death.

Suddenly, a bright sword light flew out from the eyebrows of the great wizard Sarun Agu, and instantly cut off Wei Yuan's left arm. Blood spurted out, and the arm and the carving knife were firmly held by one hand.

This hand was golden, crystal clear, like glass, slowly protruding from the eyebrows of the great wizard Saren Agu, followed by the body, head, legs, and a man wearing a dragon robe with a majestic face emerged from the great wizard Saren Agu. The center of his eyebrows was drilled out, and this man's body was crystal clear, as warm as jade, shining with golden light and black light, looking both sacred and evil. His eyes were filled with boundless darkness, like an abyss of depravity and filth, capable of swallowing up all flesh and blood of life. .

Wei Yuan backed away without hesitation, frowning, and looked at this person carefully. His whole body shone with light, activating his immortal body, and a brand new arm grew again, but the energy and blood in Wei Yuan's body was obviously consumed a lot. Now he only has the energy and blood of a third-grade warrior at most.

"Daomen Yangshen, it's you!"

Wei Yuan was very familiar with this person who emerged from the body of the great wizard Saren Agu. This person was Emperor Joan of Arc, the former Emperor of Great Feng, a person who had been dead for more than thirty years.

A bright smile appeared on the old face of the great wizard Sarun Agu, and he looked at Wei Yuan with his muddy old eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Wei Yuan, you are very resourceful. Since you dare to attack Jingshan City, you must have something to rely on. You plotted against me, and I plotted against you. We are equally matched!"

The great wizard Saren Agu turned his head and looked at the severed arm and the carving knife held by Emperor Jeanne, with a look of surprise on his face and sighed.

"The Confucian sage's carving knife can only be used by those who have great love for the common people. Who would have thought that Wei Yuan, you would be a benevolent person with the world in mind!"

As he spoke, the great wizard Sarun Agu's body surface shone with blood, and the flesh and blood on his chest squirmed. In an instant, he recovered as before, and his skin wrinkles faded away. However, his aura was much weaker after all, and he suffered heavy injuries. His injuries were even more serious than Wei Yuan's.

"Crack, click, click!"

The bones of Wei Yuan's broken arm were shattered, and the flesh and blood collapsed and shrank, turning into a stream of rich blood energy, which was sucked into Emperor Jeanne's mouth and devoured.

"It is full of energy and blood, and tastes good. It is far better than ordinary people. If I can devour you, my cultivation will definitely go further!"

Emperor Jeanne had an evil smile on her face, holding the Confucian Sage carving knife in her hand, and wrapped it in thick black liquid, trying to erode its filth and destroy the spirituality of the carving knife.

Wei Yuan looked at Emperor Jeanne deeply, his expression seemed sad and disappointed, he sighed longly and said in a deep voice.

"It turns out it's you, it's really you!"

Emperor Joan of Arc chuckled, with a cruel and cold smile on her lips, glanced at the Confucian Sage carving knife that was covered in thick black liquid, and said.

"I need some time to seal the carving knife, and you also need some time to recover from your injuries. For the sake of our friendship of more than 20 years as monarch and minister, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

The great wizard Salun Agu did not object. His injuries were only slightly worse than Wei Yuan's, and he needed time to recover from his injuries.

"The Renyazi organization controlled by Uncle Ping Yuan is working for you, right?"

Wei Yuan told the clues he controlled bit by bit and asked for confirmation.

"You claim to be serving the country and the people, but if you hadn't been pressing Ping Yuanbo step by step, I wouldn't have tried to get rid of him, and the Chuzhou Massacre might not have happened."

Emperor Jeanne nodded and admitted, with a bit of a smile on her face, and said to Wei Yuan.

"And then allow you to continue to take away the lives of innocent people?"

A look of anger appeared on Wei Yuan's face, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, stuffed the Qi-Building Pills inside into his mouth, and said righteously.

"When did you become like this?"

At that time, Emperor Joan of Arc was seriously ill and was about to die. He began to fear death and was polluted by the possessed Taoist leader of the Earth Sect. He assimilated King Huai and Yuan Jing with the technique of transforming three pure states into one. He faked his death and retreated behind the scenes, secretly plundering the people of Dafeng. Suck the essence.

When Emperor Zhende assimilated Queen Zhenbei, her soul was mutilated and she failed to devour and refine Emperor Yuan Jing. Instead, she planted a demon seed in Emperor Yuan Jing's heart, which slowly polluted and eroded his soul, trying to find an opportunity to devour it. .

However, Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty learned the lessons of Emperor Jeanne and worked hard to govern, no longer delegating power to the cabinet, and checking and balancing the party and government, which made the Dafeng prosperous and prosperous, making it impossible for Emperor Jeanne to swallow it up.

Until twenty years ago, the Battle of Shanhai broke out and the fate of the country was shaken. Emperor Yuan Jing learned about the emotional entanglement between Wei Yuan and the Queen. His evil thoughts became so strong that Emperor Zhende seized the opportunity to refine and devour Emperor Yuan Jing. From then on, he no longer touched women and devoted himself to practicing Taoism. While refining elixirs and taking bait, he let Ping Yuanbo plunder the population. After more than forty years, he finally cultivated into Yang Shen and entered the second level of transcending tribulation.

Emperor Joan and Wei Yuan talked for a while, and the Confucian Sage's carving knife was finally completely contaminated, its spirituality was temporarily lost, and it could no longer be used in a short period of time.

Emperor Joan of Arc casually threw the Confucian Sage's carving knife off the cliff, causing it to fall into the sea. Then she turned to look at Wei Yuan, with a winning smile on her face, and asked aloud.

"Now we have a first-grade great wizard Saren Agu, a second-grade tribulation-transcending monk, and two third-grade wizards on our side. How can you get past us and seal the Witch God?"

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Jeanne raised his hand and pressed the seal with his fingers. A sword energy was wrapped around him. With a flick of his finger, the sword energy roared out. One transformed into two, two transformed into three, and three transformed into thousands. The dense sword energy It spread across the void, densely packed, like a huge wave, shooting towards Wei Yuan.

Each sword energy can easily kill the fourth grade. The sword energy is mixed with attacks against the soul. This is the fusion of the human sect's air sword and the heart sword.

Wei Yuan crossed his arms in front of his chest and moved forward against the dense rain of swords. Ding, ding, ding, dazzling lights exploded all around him. Suddenly, the sword energy tore through Wei Yuan, and his figure dissipated like a dreamy bubble.

Emperor Joan of Arc retreated violently with the golden light, and Wei Yuan suddenly appeared where he was just now and jumped away.

Except for Buddhist monks and monks from other cultivation systems, no one dares to let the warrior get close easily, which means death.

The two chased each other in the mountains. Qi machines exploded one after another, the mountains collapsed, and boulders continued to roll down.

The two figures were very fast, disappearing and reappearing. One moment they were still in Jingshan Mountain, and the next moment they appeared on the sea. The violent energy set off huge waves of hundreds of feet, violent and violent, making countless people pale in horror.

It is extremely difficult to kill warriors above the third level. Even if Emperor Jeanne has entered the second level of transcending tribulation, he can still only slowly kill Wei Yuan. Even if Wei Yuan is willing to evacuate, he will not be able to keep Wei Yuan at all.

The great wizard Saren Agu did not take action rashly, he frowned slightly and sighed in distress.

"A warrior who has understood how to break the formation is really difficult to deal with. There is no way to trap him. It's a headache!"

The figure of the great wizard Saren Agu gradually became illusory and blurry, as if there was an invisible barrier between him and the real world, and his whole person was stripped out of this world. He shouted loudly to Emperor Joan of Arc who was fighting fiercely. road.

"Joan of Arc, if I lend you the power of this world and the earth, do you have the confidence to kill Wei Yuan?"

Emperor Jeanne's figure paused for a moment, then appeared. He looked back at the great wizard Saren Agu, his face was full of joy, and he replied.

"Thank you so much to the great wizard!"

The great wizard Sarun Agu's expression became solemn and sacred, his eyes filled with devout faith, his voice was ethereal and vast, and he lightly stomped the ground.

“The earth gives me spirit.”

The rocks weathered, the soil turned into yellow sand, and the power of the earth spirit and the golden spirit escaped into the void and poured on Emperor Joan of Arc using Salun Agu as the medium.

“The vegetation gives me spirit.”

Flowers, plants and trees are withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The green power of the wood spirit poured over Emperor Jeanne.

"The ocean gives me spirit."

The sparkling sea, the dark water spirit power, poured on Emperor Zhen's body.

"The beacon fire gave me spirit."

The power of heaven and earth was extracted, and the breath of Emperor Zhen's heart surged. At this moment, he seemed to become the master of this place, high above, looking down at Wei Yuan with cold eyes.

Emperor Zhen's heart slowly drew out a sword of heaven and earth from the void, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth were intertwined on the sword body.

Irbu, Wuda Pagoda, and Saren Agu, three high-quality wizards, reached out at the same time, and gave the sword spirituality with the core ability of the spiritual wisdom realm.

After doing all this, the great wizard Saren Agu's breath quickly declined, and he was close to exhaustion. The surroundings of Jingshan were all turned into wasteland, without any vitality. It would take at least a hundred years of recuperation to recover.

The power of the sword of heaven and earth in Emperor Zhen's hand surged again, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, as if he could not control this extremely powerful force.

This sword condensed the power of two third-grade, one first-grade, and one second-grade masters. In this era when super-grade masters are rare, it is invincible and almost invincible.

On the battlefield in the distance, everyone stopped fighting, and felt this magnificent power. They all had great fear in their hearts and looked at the five-colored sword light that seemed to be able to destroy the world.

Under the sword light, Wei Yuan, who was dressed in ragged green clothes, was proud and independent, with a firm look and unyielding pride.

Wei Yuan stood on the sea, raised his head and looked at the arrogant sword light, looked at the arrogant Emperor Zhend, laughed loudly, took out a Confucian crown from the ragged and broken green clothes, and slowly put it on.

The sub-sage Confucian crown and the Confucian sage carving knife are both treasures of Yunlu Academy, powerful and famous in history.

"The Confucian sage carving knife is here!"

Wei Yuan waved gently at the sea, and a stream of light flew out of the sea and fell into his slender white palm, shining with clear light and full of spirituality.

A piece of paper flew out of Wei Yuan's sleeve, on which was engraved a wizard's spell, summoning a heroic spirit, and the qi ignited the paper. The flame was bright and dazzling, which gave the great wizard and others a bad premonition and changed their faces.

Wei Yuan was surrounded by the clear light, looking at the burning paper, full of heroic spirit and vigor, and shouted loudly.

"Please come, Confucian saint!"

In the blue sky, the clouds suddenly collapsed and disappeared, leaving only a piece of blue sky, and the righteous spirit filled the world, domineering and upright, and could not tolerate any filth.

Between the sky and the sea, a phantom as high as a hundred feet emerged, wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian cap, with a blurred face, long beard fluttering, and eyes slowly opened, full of wisdom that sees through everything, and unshakable indifference.

This phantom, with the blue sky above his head and the ocean under his feet, as soon as it appeared, within a hundred miles of Jingshan, the clear air lingered, and the sound of reading aloud came from the void. The clear air accumulated by Yunlu Academy for thousands of years could not be compared with it.

It has been more than 1,200 years since the death of the Confucian sage. For the first time, someone summoned the heroic spirit of the Confucian sage. At this moment, the sculpture of the witch god trembled violently, and the entire altar and the entire valley were shaking, like an earthquake. All living beings within a hundred miles of Jingshan City crawled on the ground, trembling with fear.

Since the birth of human civilization, the changes in rituals and systems have been complicated and chaotic. But if we extend the long river of "history" and look at it from a macro perspective, the changes in human civilization can actually be simply divided into two stages, before the birth of Confucianism and after the birth of Confucianism.

Before the birth of Confucianism, there was chaos between heaven and earth, and it was in an ignorant primitive society. After the birth of Confucianism, human civilization had a foundation, became orderly and prosperous, and developed rapidly. The Confucian sage is the founder of human civilization, and his glory shines through the ages, and no one can match it.

In the capital city thousands of miles away, Xu Zisheng suddenly looked up and gazed into the void. His eyes penetrated the space and saw the shadow of the Confucian saint, and also saw the huge luck gathered in the shadow. That was the huge luck gathered by the Confucian saint for thousands of years, which was not inferior to the national luck of Dafeng, and it was magnificent.

"My way is complete!"

"As long as I can devour and refine the luck of the Confucian saint, it will be enough to break the last barrier of my promotion and achieve the realm of super Confucian saint!"

A majestic and surging righteousness surged out of Xu Zisheng's body, crossed the void, and rushed to the northeast, like a meteor, brilliant and gorgeous.

The Sitianjian, the Stargazing Tower, the Bagua Terrace, the white-clothed and white-haired supervisor looked up at this righteousness, and countless lines emerged in his vicissitudes of life. The lines intertwined and intertwined with each other, forming a network of destiny. Countless mysteries emerged in his heart, his expression changed slightly, and he murmured in a low voice.

"It turned out that it was Emperor Zhen's doing. His body has been hiding in the dragon veins, so I can't detect any traces!"

"Fortunately, Xu Zisheng is finally taking a crucial step. Wei Yuan should be able to keep his soul and revive again!"

Above the sea, Wei Yuan's eyes have turned into glass, shining with clear light, his eyes are indifferent and ruthless, like the heavenly way high above, looking down at all living beings, dominating the fate of all living beings. His powerful immortal body barely accommodates the heroic spirit of the Confucian saint and the majestic righteousness. Cracks emerge one after another. The Confucian saint's carving knife and the sub-sage Confucian crown also shine with clear light, repairing his body that is about to break. Just after it is repaired, cracks appear again, and it goes on and on.

Even if Wei Yuan defeats Emperor Zhen's and others and seals the witch god, he can't survive. His body has collapsed, and it is barely kept intact by two treasures, but it can't last long. It's too difficult for a second-grade martial artist in the Hedao realm to summon the heroic spirit of the Confucian saint, and it costs his life.

Wei Yuan looked at Emperor Zhendde holding the Heaven and Earth Sword with an indifferent look, and said coldly.

"You can draw your sword now!"

Emperor Zhend's expression was gloomy. The arrow was on the string and had to be shot. With a wave of his right hand, the sword light was bright and dazzling, filling the sky and the earth, colorful and gorgeous.

The brilliant sword light was in front of him in an instant. Wei Yuan raised his foot and stomped forward. The sound was like a big bell, resounding between heaven and earth.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in front of the Confucian sage!"

The hundred-foot phantom raised his foot at the same time and stomped hard. The sea surface stirred up a tsunami hundreds of feet high, surging and violent. Jingshan was also shaken down by this kick, and the rocks rolled down and smashed into the sea.

The power of the Confucian sage's heroic spirit flattened the mountains and rivers and turned the earth into a swamp. The five-colored sword light collapsed and turned into pure five-element power, rendering the sky colorful and magnificent.