v7 Chapter 35： Manuscripts (2/2)

Holding this treasure, for the demons, is equivalent to carrying the entire superb magic vein that can quickly recover the internal loss of mana at any time. This solitary shooting can be recovered so quickly, which is obviously the effect of this treasure. With this treasure in hand, if the competition is lost, who will be the enemy of this demon.

Obviously Jun Wubui also thought of this. His face couldn't help but sink a little, but he didn't show panic, and his look was still calm. At this moment, facing the solitary shot, he shot with all his strength and reversed the yin and yang condensate devouring monsters. This man smiled coldly. The light on the hand flashed a little, the size of 36 feet, and the color was withered. It seemed that the paper that could be annihilated by a breeze appeared to the outside world. At this moment, I felt the endless rich magic, without the need to urge, it has already risen in the wind. Each one was reduced to the size of a hundred feet, and the mysterious and obscure runes on it suddenly burst into endless golden light. From this light, there was a magnificent breath bursting.

The manuscripts of the philosophers are written by the ancient Confucian and Taoist masters, and contain a complete spirit of Confucianism. The town has the mighty spirit of the Confucianism, and conquers the demons in the world. Even if it is an ordinary Confucian handbook, Zhenyu's house can be protected from the evil spirits, not to mention the manuscripts. Each of these words has the supreme power to suppress deterrence for evil monks or monsters and monsters, which can be easily wiped out.

So at this moment, the 36 manuscripts of Zhu Zi appear at the same time, and the mighty righteousness that is generated is quite amazing!

Wow!

Wow!

Every manuscript is bursting with golden light, as if the flags are generally hunting and hunting in the wind. Each piece of golden text slowly overflows from it, forming a seemingly chaotic, but in fact a mysterious and profound array, which brings endless heaven and earth to the righteousness. herein.

Between these battles, endless righteousness gathered, a figure slowly emerged.

He is a thousand feet tall, with a long bow, a beam over his head, and a Confucian shirt! This condensed figure is an Confucian scholar, although his face is slightly blurred, but in those eyes, there is a keen and candid light flashing.

Six arts of Confucianism, shoot!

Shooting a sharp arrow contains Confucian magical powers, specializing in breaking demons, and its lethality is extremely amazing. It is one of the great Confucian magical powers, condensing the six art great Confucian virtual shadows for their own use. According to rumors, the Confucian magical powers are practiced to the extreme state, and they can even summon a great Confucian soul from the heavens and the earth to merge into the six arts great Confucianism virtual shadows, so that the magical powers condensing the virtual shadows have their own intelligence and become an absolute help!

In the vast spiritual realm, there is a lifetime to study and study noble and noble Confucianism, do not practice magic and do not seek longevity, I hope that he is conscious and aware of the mysteries of the ancient philosophers, and can even successfully summon the great Confucian spirit, condensing the six art ghosts, although not practicing, Have the power to destroy the world.

Such a supernatural power requires a man with a deep sense of Confucianism and Taoism to perform. Jun Wuyou obviously did not have this qualification. However, with the help of 36 manuscripts, he barely exhibited this Confucianism and Taoism. Magical power.

It was the moment when the shadow of the Confucianism Confucianism was condensed. Jun had no blame, and suddenly drank, ”Confucianism is magnanimous, according to the world, the demon is outside, and all die! The six Confucian arts, the shooting art breaks through the magic!”

”Shoo!”

At the moment of drinking and falling, the manuscripts of the sons escaped the words, suddenly bursting into an endless righteousness, converging on the shadow of the master of shooting art.

The next moment, Xingying suddenly returned to take the long bow behind him and held it in his hand. He pinched the string with three fingers, pulled back in one step, and pulled the bow down, and the endless righteousness condensed on the bow string along the arm of the shadow, turning into a sufficient one. Thousands of arrows.

let go!

call out!

In the sound of breaking air, the arrows penetrated through the air, exhaling the endless sharp breath, and went straight to the devouring monster.

”Ha ha ha ha! The world always teaches that the Confucianism upholds the demons, and the demon has never believed. Today, I have supreme power, and the 36 manuscripts of the princes will be swallowed and refined, and this will help the magical powers.”

”Swallow the monster, bring Supreme Demon, swallow this monster! Swallow! Swallow!”

With a solitary shot, every roar fell, and the breath of the devouring monster was more violent. After the three roars, a roar suddenly appeared in the mouth of the monster, and the mouth opened wide, suddenly facing the direction of the arrow.