In the blow just now, both Xu Mochen and Ouyang Yongren were seriously injured. Seeing that their opponents were about to reach Tianmen, Xu Mochen gathered the last strength in his body.
But as soon as he gathered the power of the source, he felt a gust of wind passing by, and Mi Luo rushed in front of him.
It can be clearly seen that there are two dragon-shaped auras vaguely accompanying Mi Luo's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.
That was the dragon energy injected by her two brothers.
The three dragon brothers and sisters joined forces to attack.
Mi Luo was very fast, and she was in front of Ouyang Yongren in a flash.
The hands were clasped into a ball, and a whirlpool quickly rotated in the center of the palms.
"Dragon clan!" Ouyang Yongren shouted, "You and I are both members of the ten directions world, why bother to interfere with me."
Mi Luo sneered: "Shut up! You extract a lot of literary energy and act recklessly. Do you think the world in the ten directions can tolerate you?"
Look at my move! "
She pushed it out with both hands, but saw a flash of light and a big knife appeared in the air.
Dragon-slaying knife!
"Get out of the way, Hunjun!" Miluo shouted without forgetting Xu Mochen behind her.
The dragon-slaying knife can kill all the real dragons in the world.
Xu Mochen, as the emperor of the human race and the true dragon among the people, was also among those who were beheaded.
Not to mention Ouyang Yongren who is preparing to leap over the dragon gate.
The Dragon Slaying Technique is specially used to restrain Wen Dao.
"Damn it!" Ouyang Yongren's face changed drastically. He took a deep breath and the book in his left hand flew out and turned into a huge barrier, covering the koi and himself.
"cut!"
"Boom -" Amidst the loud noise, the color of the sky and the earth changed in an instant, the surrounding space shattered, and everything in its path turned into powder.
Xu Mochen was already on guard. He had already retreated far away before Mi Luo launched his attack.
But even so, he was affected by the dragon-slaying sword energy and spat out a mouthful of blood.
If Mi Luo hadn't restrained himself, this sword strike could have cut the entire Daqian country in half.
In the Seven Songs Treasure Land below, a deep trench appears in the middle.
The sword energy has not yet dissipated, and the sky is filled with golden light.
"Did you succeed?" Xu Mochen gasped, and his consciousness swept over.
The light gradually dispersed, and he saw that the barrier set up by Ouyang Yongren had completely disappeared.
The koi fish under his feet was cut open in the middle, and countless blood spurted out.
The koi is only a few feet away from the Tianmen.
But just such a small distance is as far as thousands of rivers and mountains.
Ouyang Yongren was covered in blood, and he seemed to be crazy: "Dragon clan, if you ruin my affairs, I will never tolerate you."
"You still want to jump over the dragon gate," Mi Luo gasped for air, "I have cut off your koi, how can you continue to swim upstream?"
The spell has been cracked, only a little bit.
Ouyang Yongren was furious. He turned around and greeted: "Zhou Sheng! Kill them for me!"
Since the plan failed, then kill them all without leaving any one behind.
There may be another chance in the future, and he must enter the upper world of the clouds in his physical body and become an extremely rare existence.
Behind him, Zhou Sheng, with his red clothes fluttering, replied with a smile: "I obey your will."
After saying that, he took action.
He took action very quickly, so fast that no one could react, and he had already grabbed Ouyang Yongren's neck.
"You..." Ouyang Yongren was shocked, but the opportunity was lost and he could not resist.
Zhou Sheng still kept smiling: "My lord? It really made me laugh to death.
You are just a contemporary saint who has lived for less than a thousand years. What kind of lord do you pretend to be?
At your level, it is simply ridiculous to want to enter the upper realm of the clouds with your physical body. "
Ouyang Yongren resisted desperately, but he immediately felt that the literary power in his body was actually sucked away by Zhou Sheng.
This is impossible, he is the saint, the master of literature and art in this era.
How can others control their own literary style?
Zhou Sheng looked at Xu Mochen and others: "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?
To tell you the truth, all of this is my real purpose. "
Mi Luo retreated to Xu Mochen, and she whispered: "There is a rebellion inside, and the people in red are absorbing Ouyang Yongren's literary skills.
It's unreasonable. Could it be that he is a more powerful being than a saint, able to freely control the way of literature? "
The moment Xu Mochen saw Zhou Sheng take action, he understood and remembered Mu Nanyi's fortune telling.
Shuangwenquxing comes to the world.
A literary star is Ouyang Yongren, a contemporary saint.
Another literary star...
Xu Mochen took a step forward: "You are also a saint, right...
If I am not wrong in my estimation, since you are Zhou Sheng, you should be...
Duke Zhou, the first sage of this three-thousand-year era. "
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Especially Ouyang Yongren, who was caught by Zhou Sheng, was trembling with fear: "You... you are..."
Duke Zhou!
The three thousand years of annihilation of the world in the ten directions can also be said to be a great reincarnation.
And Duke Zhou is the first saint in this great reincarnation.
Lived for three thousand years!
Compared with him, the contemporary saint Ouyang Yongren is like an ant.
No wonder he can also extract literary energy, no wonder he can also step on koi...
Ouyang Yongren understood instantly. He had always thought that he was using Zhou Sheng, but he didn't know that Zhou Sheng was using him in turn.
This reincarnation culture was originally created by Zhou Sheng, and he was just his disciple.
Now all the literary virtues in his body were naturally sucked away.
"Your...purpose is..." He was unwilling to give in. He was about to reach the upper world of the clouds and failed.
Zhou Sheng laughed "haha": "You are so stupid, how can you be called a saint?
Do you think your fish leaping over the Dragon Gate can really leap over the Heavenly Gate, break the shackles of the barrier, and enter the upper world of the clouds with your physical body?
You're just talking nonsense, I'll give you one last chance, come on!
Just look at the sky. "
As he spoke, he raised his hands and directed Ouyang Yongren's eyes to the sky.
At this moment, he could see clearly that at some point, the gate had become higher and farther away.
It has become far away again.
Concentrating the literary spirit of all the students in Daqian, the water of literary flow gathered together would never be able to reach such a height.
"Stop talking about you," Zhou Sheng's laughter gradually cooled down, "Even if a few real dragons over there join the Wenfa Sect, it will be impossible for them to jump over the Dragon Gate with their Wen Dao.
However, I have always been kind-hearted, and I can certainly fulfill your wishes that you cannot fulfill. "
After speaking, he twisted his wrist, and with a "click" sound, Ouyang Yongren's neck was broken.
Immediately, he extracted Ouyang Yongren's literary spirit at an extremely fast speed and transferred the literary energy to himself.
"Fish leaping over the dragon gate failed, and it is impossible to succeed." He looked at Xu Mochen with a smile, "Your Majesty, I can show you the wonderful way to reach the sky in one step!"
He hooked his fingers, and the literary energy surged, quickly forming steps leading to the heavenly gate above.
Then he flicked his sleeves, and the cultural path turned into rays of light, extending straight along these stairs to the Tianmen.
This literary style is purer than Ouyang Yongren’s!
(End of chapter)
