Chapter 1732 Tianzhang holy scroll riot, text holy dragon, Yiyi's identity exposed

In an instant, Jun Xiaoyao felt an incomparably terrifying repulsive force.

This power seems to be telling Jun Xiaoyao.

You are not the true inheritor of Confucianism, you are not qualified to step in.

However

What kind of mind is Jun Xiaoyao?

In his eyes, as long as there is absolute strength, nothing is impossible!

Jun Xiaoyao's whole body is full of breath, and the temperament that was like a banished immortal also seems to be transformed into the lower realm of the gods, and it will shake all directions!

He actually forcibly resisted this force and wanted to step into the ancestral hall.

"Yun Xiao, twisted melons aren't sweet."

Han Pingan smiled slightly.

Although he was also a little struggling, he was obviously much more relaxed than Jun Xiaoyao.

He directly stimulated the lofty heart in his body.

A mighty force of Zhongzheng and harmony spewed out, as if it was harmoniously blended with the power of the entire ancestral hall.

At the same time, everyone seemed to hear a vigorous heartbeat.

The heartbeat was sonorous and powerful, with a sense of righteousness.

It can be said that all the disciples who practiced the Confucianism sect's magic powers could hear clearly and were affected.

"Is this the awe-inspiring heart of little uncle?"

Many academy disciples were amazed.

And right now.

Han Pingan also stepped directly into the ancestral hall.

"Haha, Ping An succeeded!"

At the Dragon Gate, as Master Gu, he couldn't help but lose his temper. He was overjoyed and smiled upwards.

"Old man Gu, he hasn't been recognized by the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll yet, don't be too happy too soon."

On the other hand, Yan Qinghua pouted and said.

But there was a trace of unpleasantness in her tone.

Apparently, even Yan Qinghua felt that, and the result was probably like this.

Of course, she didn't blame him for complaining about Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, Han Pingan was basically the hand-picked inheritor of Jixia Academy.

Not only does he possess a lofty heart, he even received advice from the Holy Master.

And Jun Xiaoyao, although his talent is superb, his strength is unparalleled.

But after all, he still became a monk halfway through, and his foundation in Confucianism was a little weak.

Although Yan Qinghua felt that it was a pity, he did not let his children become the inheritors of Confucianism.

But this is also impossible.

In the Lingshan ancestral hall.

Han Pingan was finally in a good mood and laughed.

He glanced at it.

Just saw, in the center of the ancestral hall, the sacred scroll of Tianzhang floating in the brilliance of the sky.

That day, the sacred scroll of Zhang was like a scroll, filled with a strong immortal pressure and aura.

Around the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll, there are countless dense golden ancient characters floating up and down.

Looking around, it is as fine as a grain of sand, as small as a galaxy, more than hundreds of millions of words!

It seems that this sacred scroll is the source of words and the root of Confucianism!

Every word contains a majestic meaning, which can suppress evil and evil and clean up the world.

"As long as I can get the approval of the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll and the right to use the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll, then I will be the true successor of the Jixia Academy and the Confucian Sect."

"He's also the successor of Saint Confucianism."

"In the future, if there is a major disaster in the world, I will bring the sacred scroll of Tianzhang to suppress the black disaster and make it famous for the world!"

Han Ping'an's heart was surging and excited.

His ambition is to become a new generation of saints in the future!

At the same time, Jun Xiaoyao was shocked, and he stepped on it forcibly.

If it is said, the pressure Han Ping An endured is ten.

The pressure that Jun Xiaoyao bears is one hundred.

The two are completely incomparable.

And this time.

A small hand suddenly took Jun Xiaoyao's hand.

It is Yiyi.

At this moment, Yiyi's eyes are also faintly glowing with a touch of gold, and she is also resisting this vast and endless coercion.

"Xiaoyao, let's be together!"

Yiyi smiled at Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao also smiled.

Although he alone is enough.

But Yiyi's intentions, he also smiled.

"Then together."

Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao took a step, and the golden color in Yiyi's eyes was also a little deeper.

However, she also felt a little discomfort.

After all, the aura of the Confucian Confucian sect has added damage to the scorpion and black disasters.

In Yiyi's body, there is the bloodline of the scorpion, so it will naturally be affected.

But immediately, Jun Xiaoyao and Yiyi stepped into the ancestral hall.

"You are here too, but it's too late."

Han Ping'an stimulated Haoran's heart, and a dazzling brilliance shot out from his chest.

That brilliance seemed to be linked to the Heavenly Chapter Sacred Scroll.

Just when Han Pingan thought that he was about to succeed.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Chapter Sacred Scroll began to riot.

The vast and endless golden words gathered together, as if transformed into a golden holy dragon.

The Holy Dragon of Words!

This is the power of the Heavenly Chapter Sacred Scroll!

"what happened?!"

The expressions of Yan Qinghua, Master Fu, and Master Gu at the Dragon Gate also changed suddenly.

Tianzhang Sacred Scroll, how could you take the initiative to react?

They looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

The sacred scroll of Tianzhang, as a Confucian sect immortal, has infinite power.

If an attack is launched, even if it is just a wisp of power, it can kill anyone.

The three masters, as well as the gentlemen, hurriedly entered the sacred space.

And in the ancestral hall.

Seeing the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll that suddenly reacted and launched an offensive.

Even Han Pingan was stunned, not knowing what was going on.

But soon...

His eyes suddenly turned to Yiyi who was beside Jun Xiaoyao, his eyes were as sharp as knives!

"Young Master Yun Xiao, who is this woman beside you?!"

Han Ping'an naturally wouldn't doubt Jun Xiaoyao. After all, he was the young master of the Yun clan, and there could be no problem with his identity.

Then the only possibility to cause the Tianzhang Sacred Scroll riot is Yiyi.

"Can't you still hide the Holy Scroll of Heavenly Chapter?"

Jun Xiaoyao sighed inwardly.

He thought that stealing the sky and changing the sun could perfectly cover up all Yiyi's breath.

But obviously, he underestimated the Confucian sect fairy.

Boom!

The holy dragon formed by the condensed golden words seems to have encountered an enemy that must be killed.

Roaring away at Yiyi.

With that kind of power, it can be said that no one Tianjiao can withstand it.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, was resolute and stood in front of Yiyi.

His whole body was surging with the power of a hundred thousand Sumeru worlds, and his mana was surging like an ocean.

Boom!

A stroke of collision, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Rao is Jun Xiaoyao, and his stature is regressing.

After all, this is an offensive launched by the Immortal Artifact, even if it is only a trace of strength, it is not something that a monk of the Seventh Supreme Realm can bear.

"Happy!"

Yiyi's face also changed.

She didn't expect that it would become like this.

Seeing that the word holy dragon is attacking Jun Xiaoyao again.

Yiyi made a move subconsciously.

Then, a terrifying force of desolation spread out, as if it could **** up the world and annihilate all living beings.

That is the power of desolation and annihilation belonging to the scorpion clan!

"This kind of power... you are... a scorpion!"

Han Ping'an's eyes suddenly stared.

Jun Xiaoyao, so bold, not only secretly brought the scorpion by his side.

Moreover, they even brought the scorpion into the sacred space where the Heavenly Chapter Sacred Scroll was placed.

This can be said to be outrageous and daring!

Jixia Academy is completely ignored!

"Oh, is it exposed?"

Jun Xiaoyao's face was still pale, and he didn't seem panicked at all.

(End of this chapter)