The Strongest Mythical Emperor - Chapter 1349

[Chapter 1347: Suppressing Demons and Righteousness]

“The Demon Ancestor is here!”

“He came to see Master Kong just after he became a saint. He is not a good person!”

“Nonsense, look at the army of demon disciples behind him, it looks like he is here to visit?”

“Can Master Kong Fight against the Demon Ancestor?”

“It should be possible. After all, Master Kong has been a saint for ten thousand years, and Mo Jingcang has only become a saint.”

The creatures on the mountain panicked, looking at the demon disciples all over the mountain. How could they not be frightened?

Although Confucius became a saint, Confucianism was only established, and its foundation is far inferior to that of the demons. If they collide with it, the end will not be much better.

Mo Jingcang was surrounded by demonic energy and could only see his head, but it was enough to frighten the creatures on the mountain.

Although he is not the strongest in the world, he is definitely the most feared existence in the world. In order to expand the demon clan, he has exhausted all means.

“The Demon Ancestor is here, why?”

Confucius’ voice came slowly from the building on the top of the mountain, without any emotion, as if he had no doubts about the arrival of Demon Jingcang.

The corners of Mo Jingcang’s mouth curled up. He had been in agony for these ten thousand years. The disappearance of the Blood-devouring Demon God and the intimidation of the saints almost crushed him.

In order to become a saint, he went back and forth on the edge of death. No one knows how much pressure and pain he endured.

But he is the Demon Ancestor and must endure it.

Just as the Emperor of Heaven once warned him, there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. You must have a vision and understand the enemy.

No matter how great the hatred, he has to endure it until he is invincible.

“I admire Saint Kong, can’t you come to visit?”

Mo Jingcang chuckled, seeming to be more calm than before becoming a saint.

After the words fell, the building on the top of the mountain burst out with a huge light, which was extremely sacred. Mo Jingcang couldn’t help but frown. For some reason, this light made him very uncomfortable.

At this time, a figure strolled out of the door of the building. It was Confucius, followed by two boys, the stone spirits who were inspired by him.

When he came to the cliff, Confucius looked down at Mo Jingcang and asked indifferently: “You and I have different ways, so we don’t want to conspire with each other.”

Boom!

The entire Confucian Mountain Gate was in an uproar, and even the hundreds of thousands of demon disciples behind Mo Jingcang were in an uproar.

Facing Mo Jingcang, Saint Kong was so strong.

When I think about how Saint Kong became a saint under the guidance of the Emperor of Heaven, and what a powerful figure the Emperor of Heaven was, perhaps Saint Kong was also infected with the domineering power of the Emperor of Heaven.

Mo Jingcang’s face turned ugly for a moment, and a majestic momentum erupted, making all the surrounding mountains begin to shake violently, and the murderous aura caused the clouds in the sky to surge.

“Bold! How dare you be so disrespectful to the Demon Ancestor!”

A demon sage shouted angrily. Confucius looked extremely weak. Compared with Demon Jingcang, his aura was far inferior, so they were naturally not afraid.

“The demons have caused the chaos of the earth to be devastated, why should I respect them?”

Confucius asked coldly, which attracted applause from the Confucian disciples on the mountain.

There are not many strong people who dare to fight against the Demon Ancestor like this.

At this time, Mo Jingcang turned his hand and took out a long black knife. The blade was half a meter wide and two feet long. The shape was extremely exaggerated, like the head of an evil shark.

“Kongqiu! It seems you are very arrogant.”

Demon Jing Canghan said, murderous intent filling his chest, completely unable to restrain himself.

Thinking of the rumors about Confucius and the Emperor of Heaven, he could not suppress the violence in his bones, and the scenes of being humiliated by the Emperor of Heaven emerged like a tide.

“Arrogant?”

Confucius smiled disdainfully and took out the Chunqiu pen. This pen was as thick as a baby’s arm, and the ink pen posture was ordinary.

When he came out to establish the religion, Qin Jun mentioned Mo Jingcang to him, but he didn’t expect that Mo Jingcang would come to his door as soon as he became a saint.

Confucius hated evil spirits so much, how could he talk nonsense with the demon Jingcang?

The two saints began to confront each other in an imposing manner, which frightened the Confucian disciples and demon disciples into retreating and staying away from them.

The mountains were shaken by the earthquake, rocks slid down, and billows of dust filled the mountains, covering the sky.

“Are you really going to fight me?”

Mo Jingcang asked in a deep voice. Confucius was so confident that he was a little afraid.

Could it be that Confucius had the help of the Emperor of Heaven?

After becoming a saint, he realized that a saint can do whatever he wants, and he can go wherever he wants throughout the chaotic land. If the Emperor of Heaven comes to support him, he will definitely do it very quickly.

Thinking of the nightmare scene of the Emperor of Heaven fighting two saints alone, he subconsciously tightened his grip on the long knife.

“Fighting against demons is what great righteousness should do!”

Confucius said righteously. After the words fell, he held the Spring and Autumn Pen in his hand and wrote the word “Zhen” in the sky. The golden light was as dazzling as the bright sun.

Mo Jingcang’s eyes widened, and before he could speak, the golden word “Zhen” came crashing down with the overwhelming threat of Mount Tai.

Rumble–

the mountains below were shattered instantly, dust flew into the sky, Demon Jing Cang was angry and swung his sword, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, twisting the golden Zhen characters apart.

The next second, the two saints jumped up almost simultaneously and soared into the sky.

Confucius’ special attribute is the power of the sage, which has an innate suppressive effect on evil spirits.

In the same realm, Mo Jingcang was at a disadvantage when facing Confucius. Even though he was extremely powerful, Confucius was not a vegetarian.

The two saints rushed out of the clouds and fought fiercely on the sea of clouds.

Even if they cannot witness the battle, the creatures on the earth can still feel the terrifying pressure.

More and more living beings were inspired by the Holy Power, and news about the battle between Mo Jingcang and Confucius spread quickly.

“Mozu fights Saint Kong?”

“Mo Jingcang is really ambitious. He wants to challenge Saint Kong as soon as he becomes a saint!” “

He obviously wants to conquer Saint Kong. This is how his subordinates got it.”

” Tsk tsk, isn’t Mo Jingcang afraid of offending the Emperor of Heaven?”

“Someone must stop the demons!”

There were discussions everywhere, and they all expected Confucius to defeat Mo Jingcang.

The Emperor of Heaven ignores world affairs, and if Confucius cannot stop Demon Jingcang, the Demons will really want to unify the chaotic land.

Qin Jun, who was far away in the Stone Palace of the Emperor of Heaven, also sensed the battle between Confucius and Mo Jingcang.

He opened his eyes and murmured: “The demon clan… is interesting…”

Regarding the development of Mo Jingcang, UU Kanshu www.mtlwebnovel.com.net He has always watched it. From his birth to now, he has been waiting for the demon clan to dominate. , and then wait for the rise of the demon clan and Xuandang’s creation of the human race.

Now, the demon clan is about to reach its peak. If Mo Jingcang defeats Confucius, the era of chaos will change.

At this time, Xi Ling walked quickly from her palace. She was the only one who could live in the Stone Palace of the Emperor of Heaven, which made Qin Jun’s subordinates respect her very much. Of course, they didn’t think much about it. After all, there was no one at this time. There are so many paranoid ideas and sentient beings don’t even understand love.

“What’s going on in such a hurry?”

Qin Jun asked with raised eyebrows. This girl rarely looked so flustered.

Xi Ling said anxiously: “Something happened to Ji Haoye!”

Upon hearing this, Qin Jun frowned. Although Ji Haoye did not worship him as his master, he felt sympathy for his master and disciple.

In order to snatch the magic weapon, this kid stayed stupidly and was attracted by Qin Jun. After he was brought back, he practiced with Yuan Chu and other disciples. Tens of thousands of years ago, Ji Haoye went out to wander alone and rarely heard from him. information.

[End of this Chapter.]