Vol 11 Chapter 108: Absorb the power of Zixiao Palace

Chapter 108 Absorbing the Power of Zixiao Palace
Several days of rapid flight.
The distance between Zhongshan and Zixiao Palace is getting closer.
"This big battle is too damaging. How long has it been? I haven't lived along the way?" Huanji said with a strange look.
"Slow down a bit!" Zhong Shan said suddenly.
"Slow down? It's coming soon, isn't it speeding up at this time?" Hyunji didn't understand.
Zhong Shan shook his head and said, "The Zixiao Palace is still in place? This sacred array cannot persecute the saints. Why would the saints not take the Zixiao palaces?"
Imagination is also transparent.
"You mean, there is danger ahead?" Hyun-ji asked.
"We are too fast these days, let me breathe a little, adjust the state and then meet the Xiaoxiao Palace!" Zhongshan solemnly said.
"Huh!" Nozomi nodded.
Tired of fighting, Huan Ji still understands that since there is danger in the front, even the smallest danger must be treated carefully.
-------------------------------------------------- ------------------
At the Zixiao Palace.
The heavenly saint is hiding in the corner. Looking at the outside world, this big battle is so bold that even the divine saints are willing to dormant at this moment.
What is abnormal is a demon, which can no longer be described as abnormal.
Zu Xian has lost his mind, and no saint can move the avenue. What kind of battle is this? Who can spend such a large price?
Zuxian alone, sixty-two, sixty-two died under the eyelids of the saints. If the sixty-two ancestors are fighting the saints with all their strength, if the two sides do not evade the war, even the saints can only scorn.
But when there was a big burst, without the conspirator coming out, sixty-two ancestors were killed? Of course, there must be more than that. There are many places in Nanzhanbuzhou. At least they have come all the way. All Tiantian saw was killing. Now that the consciousness is covered, there is nothing to live on.
The heavenly saint watched intently, at this time, even the saint's ability did not dare to produce this bird. Of course, this is also related to the character of Mi Tian. Everything comes first.
Outside the Xiaoxiao Palace, there are more than a dozen ancient immortals fighting each other.
It was then that the Saint Sage finally saw what he wanted.
Color empty!
The descendants of the original Confucius, Nanzhan Buzhou were reunited with Confucian disciples. Sekong is also regarded as a head and face in many people's eyes, but all this is beyond the horizon of the sky.
At that time, with the generations of Confucius, do you still have to pay attention to the descendants of Confucius? Moreover, Sekong was also considered a low-key person. Reunited with Confucianism, Mi Tian has heard of it, but from the perspective of Mi Tian, ​​as soon as Confucius died, Confucianism was just a historical name, and it could not be a climate at all.
Therefore, Mi Tian does not recognize color and space. Seeing that Sekong is sober and rational, he is weak, and suddenly thinks that he may be a subordinate of the battle array. What is he doing now?
Sekong stood not far from the Zixiao Palace, looked up at the huge Zixiao Palace, with a trembling excitement in her eyes.
"God live up to me, Zixiao Palace!" Sekong said with excitement.
"Huh!" A figure flew past, and a strong one flew towards the coloring sky.
It was an ancient fairy who lost his mind. In the face of this ancient fairy, Sekong naturally did not want to fight with him, but quickly avoided it.
The ancient fairy ‘see’ Sekong no longer robbed Zixiao Palace, but also went back to the Xiaoxiao Palace.
"boom!"
The white lotus below suddenly burst into a powerful and vigorous righteousness. The ancient immortal rushed to fly.
"Haoran righteousness? The ancestral" Spring and Autumn Book "!" Sekong's face suddenly showed ecstasy.
The ancestral version of "Spring and Autumn Book", Sekong devoured the last thought of Confucius, and naturally consumed Confucius' memory. The Spring and Autumn Book is the magic weapon of Confucius. How can Sekong know nothing? even……………….
"Ha ha ha ha!" Sekong laughed excitedly.
At this moment, it was like heaven's care, the character broke out, and Sekong was ecstatic.
Before flying, Sekong never hid from more than a dozen ancient immortals.
Sure enough, Sekong stepped forward, and five ancient immortals rushed forward.
Sekong's eyes were cold, and his hand was grabbed. Suddenly, a triangular black cormorant appeared in his hand. On the black cormorant, there were a lot of golden patterns, and he was full of thick gray gas. The grey gas was tumbling, as if there was a hint of grey sword gas shining inside.
Five ancient immortals flew, Sekong grabbed the blackbird and brushed at the five ancient immortals.
"Hoo ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Among the black urns, dozens of gray sword qi were suddenly emitted. Once the sword qi came out, it burst into five ancient immortals.
"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Five ancient immortals exploded. The powerful sword air is overbearing. Not giving the five ancient immortals a chance to fight back at all.
In the distant corner, the sage of Mitian stunned: "Chaos Jianqi? Yuan Shizhang? How did Yuan Shi's things in his hands?"
The heavenly saints are increasingly unable to see the color in front of them.
"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
It was another brush, and hundreds of chaotic sword qi were shot out of Yuan Shizhang, blasting the remaining ancient immortals.
The magic weapon is too powerful, Yuan Shizhen, the former saint Yuan Shi Tianzun's magic weapon, the saint magic weapon against ancient immortals. There is no disadvantage.
As the sage of the heavens was shocked, another scene deeply shocked the saints of the heavens.
I saw Sekong empty palm flipped, a pure to the unbelievable mighty righteousness sprayed from the palm.
Haoran righteousness? This Hao Ran righteousness is so pure? On par with Confucius? Confucianism still has such descendants?
In the midst of a huge accident, Hao Ran's righteousness suddenly broke into the white lotus flower.
"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
There was a loud noise in the white lotus, like a huge explosion inside, the powerful white lotus array burst into pieces. Then, in the envelope of white light, a volume of "Spring and Autumn Book" flew very meekly to the color space and reached the palm of the color space.
"How is this possible? This is not Confucius's" Spring and Autumn Book "? How could it be so easy to subdue? As if you saw the master, why is it so?" The Sage of Heaven did not understand.
Too evil.
What is the origin of this person? Possess Yuanshizhen, a saint magic weapon.
Doesn't that even count, Confucius ’magic weapon seems to see his master, and he completely conquered by turning his hands? This is impossible even for yourself. Every saint's magic weapon has its own mark. Except for itself, it is difficult for others to sacrifice.
The scene of Ke Sekong completely subverted the consciousness of the sky.
Letting the sky that was originally prepared to take over the Zixiao Palace be a while and a moment of caution. Who is this guy? Can you surrender the Spring and Autumn Book?
Color Space's next move confirms this again.
Folding away Yuan Shizhang, Sekong grabbed the Spring and Autumn Book and brushed it into the sky.
It's perfect, as if this magic weapon was originally made by him, a white light brushed out from the Spring and Autumn Book and burst into the sky.
Sekong detective grabbed Zixiao Palace into the palm of his hand.
Zixiao Palace starts.
Mi Tian squeezed his fist, but eventually restrained himself and stared at it.
Because Mi Tian is not worried that Zixiao Palace will be refined by this color.
Sekong Xiuwei, but the sky is clear and clear, ancient immortals, ancient immortals, can not break the seal left by Hong Jun, even if you want to extract the power in this small ball, you must waste a lot effort.
This little ancient fairy cannot succeed.
However, the change of Sekong in the next moment made the hallowed saints have a thriller.
I saw Sekong's head suddenly shaking, shook his head and shook his head, Sekong's head gradually changed from the original human head into a very disgusting nagging head.
Slap your head?
The heavenly saint's eyes burst out and he couldn't breathe.
"Hong Jun? Is he Hong Jun?"
Fear. The saint in the heavens is full of fear. Is he Hongjun?
Seeing Hong Jun, Mi Tian's first thought was not that he was just an ancient fairy, but the fear in his soul and the fear of Hong Jun's might.
The strong men in the world know that Hong Jun is the first puppet of heaven and earth. He was born from the earth dragon vein, also known as earth dragon. At that time, there was only one puppet in the world. It was not until the demise of Hongjun that Hongjun spent a large price to incarnate his family, just as the ancestors of the Minghe River created the Shulu tribe, and Hongjun also created the puppet family.
Hong Jun scorned, countless powerful men once spent a large price to kill crickets, but they are always inexhaustible, endless. Later, there was even a legend that Hong Jun would return, and the Yi family was his backhand.
For hundreds of thousands of years, people have discovered that tadpoles cannot be cultivated at all. But all the strong men stared at it, because the strong men believed that once there was a fine, it should be Hong Jun.
Slap your head? Become a magpie? Mi Tian suddenly showed thriller.
Sure enough, I suddenly saw that ugly mouth opened, sucking at the ball.
"Om ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
In the small ball, suddenly the surging purple energy burst into the mouth.
"He's absorbing Hongjun's strength? He wants to recover it?" Shouted in the heart of the Saint Saint.
In the distance, the color space is completely shrouded in purple halo, and energy, endless energy, quickly rushes into the color space. One-time color air repair is a rapid climb.
"It's really Hongjun's power, what a surging power!" Sekong said as she sucked.
Alas, this ability is really the key to absorb the energy of Zixiao Palace.
"I want to become Hongjun, I want to become Hongjun, absorb this power, and then I will have Hongjun power!" Shouted excitedly in Sekong.
For a time, the mighty power of the surrounding area soared into the sky, and under the yellow cloud above it was suddenly filled with a vast purple cloud. The lightning in the purple cloud shone, showing the infinite power of the Zixiao Palace.
At this moment, the divine saints are so heavenly that they dare not touch the emptiness of the sky. In Hong Tian's mind, Hong Jun is now full of his mind. If the person in front of him is Hong Jun, Mi Tian dare not imagine. In the subconscious consciousness of Hong Tian, ​​Hong Jun is invincible, even if he is only an ancient immortal now, with two saints' magic weapon and Zixiao Palace, he is not an enemy.
not far away.
"Zhongshan, look, that day!" Huan Ji, who was already close, saw the sky changing at the Zixiao Palace.
: On the first day of this month, please !