The axe rushed into the sky and rolled up the sea of ​​clouds.

The small valley is like a perfect gap on the earth, and what it can accommodate is the thick blade of the axe.

When King Wu Yue transformed into the sky and revealed the truth of a thousand feet, it smashed downwards with the power of creating the world.

The small valleys are all Confucian.

"The greatest and highest, but also the lowest and small."

Cheng Zhiyuan took a step forward, and the spring and autumn in the entire valley began to flow!

When this amazing scene was witnessed by the world, the Confucian scholars raised their heads.

A great platform rises from the ground!

So the slight scolding that shocked the mind and shaking the wind and rain sky was as frightening as the mountain collapsed and thunder!

"The heaven and the earth are ten thousand miles apart!"

Cheng Zhiyuan held up the Zhongtiantai with one hand, and the heaven and earth were separated. Wang Yue's axe blade was fixed in the air. In fact, it was not fixed, but because the heaven and earth were separated, and the speed of the axe slashing under the axe was the same as the speed of the heavens going away.

The sky is getting farther and farther away, and the axe keeps driving forward, but it will never touch the earth!

"Zhongyuantai! Zhongyuantai!"

There was a quasi-saint who was frightened, and this scene was beyond common sense. However, there was also a quasi-saint who remembered the shocking battle six years ago. Haotian's remaining power was still in front of him, extremely real.

The clear ones rise to the sky, and the turbid ones sink to the earth!

"The Zhongtiantai that King Hui of Liang had not completed, or the Zhongtiantai that King Mu of Zhou once built for the transformation of people?"

"The heaven and earth are separated!"

Wang Yue listened to the voices of those Confucian scholars, and became smaller and farther away. He was a little unconscious and could not bear it. He burst out the most terrifying power in the world. So the majesty of the emperor and the heavy weight of the eternal period came.

The storm and rain caused a fierce power to span the eight thousand years of time, turning the sun and the moon into the coming!

Heaven and earth are bound to it!

Rumble!

Wang Yue actually forced himself to break free for a moment at this moment. At this moment, Axe's slash, the incomparable majesty, had already fallen into the world!

"Year is in the quail fire!"

Wang Yue's attack brought a fierce power that has not been around since ancient times. This attack will lead to a life-threatening attack on Tai Sui!

Tai Sui Star, one of the Six Great Dao Lords! In the quail fire, the emperor will surely die!

"The year is in the quail fire, Zhuanxu collapsed and Xuanxiao's grandson Gao Xin was established; the year is in the quail fire, Emperor Xin collapsed and Ji Chang's son Ji Fa was established!"

The heart fire burns the world and burns the nine fields in the sky!

The collision with Tai Sui was so fierce that no one could be safe and sound under this attack. However, Cheng Zhiyuan raised his head, and the middle rooftop was split a little bit, and the smoke from the storm dissipated. When he came to the sky, Cheng Zhiyuan raised his right hand.

The blue fire of the Heavenly Dao spreads from behind to the palm of your hand!

"sweet!"

Boom!

This blow shocked the world!

It seems to have arrived since the ages, and it also seems to have arrived since the ages, the mountains begin to collapse, the wind begins to die, the rain and dew evaporate, the dust in the world is flying, the sound of drums and metal roaring!

At this moment, the sky suddenly separated!

Wang Yue's fierce power was defeated by a palm!

"What kind of trick is this!"

This extremely fierce attack was actually shaken away by Cheng Zhiyuan's palm!

Wang Yue cannot imagine or remember it, but some of the Confucians remember it.

"This is... the Holy Emperor's trick!"

Mr. Dongguo saw the attack clearly. It was the one that the Holy Emperor Qi attacked the sky and almost killed the unfilial descendant Xia Jie!

That was a great blow with the help of the fire of the heavenly way!

Wang Yue waved from the sky, and Cheng Zhiyuan reached out to catch him!

The fire of the Heavenly Dao was burning, Wang Yue shook and suddenly swung the axe to sweep Cheng Zhiyuan from a close distance. However, the next moment, Cheng Zhiyuan turned his back hand and pointed a single point and closed his eyes!

Where does the sword start?

Cheng Zhiyuan's attack just now was indeed imitating the Holy Emperor Qi, but now, Cheng Zhiyuan is going to hit his own attack.

The flames of the Heavenly Dao have fallen and are burning.

That finger also pointed to Wang Yue!

That is the place where the sword starts!

Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes!

"River, hill!"

So after this guidance, the strong King Wu of Zhou, the Axe of King Wu of Zhou, was broken into pieces!

This is Wang Yue, who is close to full recovery, but at this time, he cannot even resist. Almost half of the thick axe blade collapsed. The gap suddenly widened after three breaths, and Wu Wang Yue made a harsh shock sound.

It's like the last sarcasm and resentment!

boom!

As the wind and clouds gather, King Wu Yue’s handle was grabbed by Cheng Zhiyuan!

"Time has changed, and your principles are no longer useful."

Cheng Zhiyuan held the handle of the axe and then turned into clouds and smoke. When he appeared again, his fire sleeves spread out, so the world and the universe rolled back, the wind and clouds returned to their positions, the rain and dew returned to the sky, the fire disappeared, and the mountains and dust all returned to their hometowns!

"The sky roars, but the dream of yellow beams has long been broken, and the music has broken down. Why do you still have the sayings of spring and autumn!"

It was like the sound of heaven, and Wang Yue woke up from a dream, and all the other Confucian scholars bowed their heads together.

"Thank you, Mr. Cheng."

Gong Yang Gao thanked Cheng Zhiyuan for his greetings.

So the axe was thrown out and fell in front of the Confucians. Wang Yue's aura had become extremely weak, and the gap in the axe blade could not be filled. After extreme anger, it was replaced by infinite confusion and loss.

What is its significance as a token of the Emperor?

"Take an axe."

Beside Gong Yang Gao, Bei Boying came over, wrapped the axe with cloth, and pulled it up from the ground.

"The Emperor's token..."

Just as the Confucians were about to leave, Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly spoke at this moment.

"The token of the emperor may not be given to the emperor. As my wife said, why should the emperor give the qualification of the emperor be given to others? Of course, I don't seem to be qualified to say such things, because I carry the token of the emperor on my body, and even more

I have drunk 'Huangdi Blood', but what I want to say is other aspects."

"The emperor's token gives help. The emperors of all generations have definitely hoped that their successors will be able to become people who have the idea of ​​the emperor and seek welfare for the people of the world, rather than being the emperor's token of the emperor to come to the boarder as the emperor's token of the emperor, rather than being the host of the emperor's token of the emperor,

Talk about your reason.”

"You can't actually talk about it, because you are the instrument that preserves his principles for the Emperor. Whether it is innocence, avoiding the world, or fighting, you are not that Emperor."

Wang Yue was gone, and the Confucian scholars also thanked and left. They walked by the evil came, and the evil came, looked at them with a sneer.

Until Mr. Dongguo stopped his last steps.

"Everything in this world is trapped in the inherent rules, and forgets that Tao itself is an invisible thing, and rituals are only made by people. If you think about it carefully, you will find that there is actually nothing so-called, but I still come.

The reason is that I can't let go, and I still haven't reached the level that Zhuang Zhou and I told me back then."

"Thank you for your help in Confucianism. No matter how much axe can play in Confucianism this time, it is also your help and a recreational kindness. But what Long Su said is right. If the decaying beams and pillars are to be wanted, it is to bear the help of you.

It might be better if you rely on the bugs to support it."

"Now the axe is broken... When the beam and pillar are broken, it may not be far away."

Cheng Zhiyuan asked: "Sir, are you saying..."

Mr. Dongguo said: "The battle between the Holy Sect is certainly a inheritance of the struggle, but now, with the disappearance of the Heavenly Emperor on Earth, some things have begun to be ready to move."

"The way of Yuanshi Tian has arrived. On Changping, the child was born."

Mr. Dongguo closed his eyes and opened them again.
Chapter completed!