Chapter 1891: A word is a rule, and Wanfa will follow

Boom!
With this person's head appearing, the air-like power of the air became more and more intense. Zhang Xuan quickly closed the pores of the whole body and dared not absorb a trace.
The mercury-like power, like the killing gas, is a special kind of gas that allows it to flow into the body. It may tear the whole body meridians, repairing them as serious damage, serious and even life-threatening.
"Kill!"
I didn’t expect that I didn’t stop the
spirit
and let him stretch his head. Yan Qing Gu Sheng and others all looked ugly, and roared and continued to move forward.
All kinds of power are rolled up, the seal keeps shaking, and the space is broken in pieces. The "God" stretches out his fingers to block the attack of everyone. The other hand, while holding the crack, continues to drill out. Fast, the entire shoulder is exposed.
At the same time as the siege of the crowd, there is still strength to drill out.
On this point alone, this one is indeed a lot stronger than the guy who was killed by a book before.
"This way, can't stop!"
Continuously stabbed a few hundred swords, the strength of the body was almost exhausted, and Kong Shiyao’s silver teeth clenched, his lips were faintly bloody, and suddenly his eyebrows rose, and the clear sound was loud and high:
Yan Qing Gu Sheng, Don't be too busy to attack, use all your strength to bring the body of Ziyuan Gusheng..."
"This..."
Yan Qing ancient sacred.
"There is no other way, and if we hesitate, we may all die here!"
Seeing that he didn't move, Kong Shiyao yelled.
Once the eyes passed through the crack, all of them would be easily killed, and all the families could suffer disasters, and there was no room for manoeuvre.
For the present, it can only be desperate, even if... death!
"Yes...you are the next generation of Confucius, the only blood purity is more than ‘eight’...

Yan Qing Gu Sheng teeth.
He knows what the other person thinks, but...doing it, it is possible to sacrifice!
He is old, and his death is dead. In front of him, but the blood of Confucius, the most pure one in the millennium, and the impact of the entire three thunders, has not broken, just give enough time, It is very likely to impact the broken virtual realm, really want to die here... How to stand up to the ancestors?
"When he comes out, everyone is dead, and the blood is pure and useless..."
Kong Shiyao spewed out a blood.
Boom!
The blood appeared and immediately burned in the air. The space and time around it were like being banned. Even the "spirit" that wanted to climb out stopped, and there was no other action.
It’s like being pressed by the pause button.
Spit out blood, Kong Shiyao's face was pale, and there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. Looking at the sarcophagus that was not far away, he screamed: "Not yet!"
Call!
The coffin seemed to hear the command, making a dull roar, shaking a little, slowly approaching, and a moment of effort came to the front.
"This is the teacher's words?"
Zhang Hangyi.
Kong Shiyao spurted blood and used the power of blood. He always guessed what kind of power the Confucius would have. I didn’t expect it to be a teacher’s teacher.
Would it be too simple?
Zhang’s time power, Luo’s space power, are all powerful to the limit, and the teacher’s words are taught...how they don’t meet the identity of the descendants of Confucius.
"No!"
It’s full of strangeness, the texture creeps in the eye, and the heart trembles.
"This is not a teacher's words, but..."
Teacher's words are to teach knowledge to be recognized by the heavens and the earth, so that the practitioner can not help but obey the command. He understands the heart of the teacher. Although he can let some items obey the command, he must first give the other party a spirit.
In other words, if you want to teach and teach, you must have spirituality, be able to cultivate, and, if you say the exercises, you should be suitable for each other. It looks easy and the conditions are very strict.
Take him as an example. He wants to teach the words and teach people to obey orders. First, the other person’s state of mind is lower than himself. Second, the teaching methods are greatly inspired by them... Indispensable.
At the moment, Kong Shiyao, although the combat power is not weak, the real repair, but only the perfection of the immortality, even if the state of mind has broken through the ancient holy level, but ... the opposite stone is not life, the body of the ancient god, There is no consciousness. Under the big drink, I can come over, there is only one possibility!
"Yes...the way to speak with you!"
The trembling keeps on, and Zhang’s face is full of sorrow.
The method of saying words is to say that words can be automatically formed, and people can't help themselves. The appearance seems to be somewhat similar to the teacher's words, but... actually more horrible.
A word is a rule, and the law is to follow... What time rules and space rules are nothing.
It is foreseeable that if you run Zhang's blood and fight with it, you don't need to do it. Just say "fix" and you will stop at the place and you will not be able to move.
This is not controlling time, nor controlling space, but controlling your whole person, allowing you to stand in place and become a new rule.
Awesome!
I didn’t expect the Confucius to break through the ancient holy, and this is actually the realization... It’s no wonder that the world is invincible, the first in the world!
Boom!
Shocked here, flying to the stone sarcophagus in front of him, opened again, the body of Ziyuan Ancient St., flew out and stood up.
Although his eyes are closed, his body exudes an inaccessible breath, just like a resurrection.
Hey!
After doing this, Kong Shiyao spurted out another blood, his face became even more pale, and his body swayed a few times, and it seemed that he could not hold on.
The blood power of Confucius, although able to speak the law, makes people obey orders, but she is still too low, and the strong action of the body of the ancient sacred sacred, still hurt the foundation.
"I am coming!"
Seeing that Kong Shiyao has already started, Yan Qing Gu Sheng no longer said more, a roar, his body collapsed.
Boom!
A blink of an eye, the body provoked countless blood, straight to the body of the ancient sacred sacred, rushed over.
With the influx of blood, the smell of the body of the ancient holy body is getting stronger and stronger.
"I thought that with a body, can you beat me? Don't dream..."
The "spirit" that the crack climbed out smiled coldly, and the palm slammed over.
At this time, he has already exposed his chest. It seems that the distance has completely climbed out and it does not take much time.
The palm of the hand is straight to the ancient sage of Ziyuan. It has not yet fallen, and the surrounding space collapses together like a black hole.
"Spell with him!"
A scream, the remaining ancient saints rushed straight up and greeted the palms.
Hula!
The power of the pressure, the waves come in, and several ancient saints have not reacted, they become a skeleton, and the body is evaporated.
However, even so, they did not shrink back, still clinging to the air, not letting the palms fall.