Myth Invasion: I Killed Gods on Earth

Klein laughed out loud. The surprise of narrow escape and the sudden hope in the desperate situation made him unable to suppress his emotions.

The cracks on his body quickly healed under the burst of divine power of promotion.

The trident is still clean and flawless.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.

He looked down at Lu Bu and Lin Fan, and said softly, "Now..."

The trident was slowly raised.

The sharp blade was aimed at the two of them, emitting a strong blue light.

At this time, Lin Fan still had fighting strength, but Lu Bu was almost exhausted!

After all, Lu Bu had just woken up, and there was no time to recover at all. That blow was considered the limit!

And just relying on Lin Fan, he couldn't block the blow of the ninth-level god at all!

Must die!

"It's time for you to die." Klein laughed and said, the divine power on the trident was concentrated!

And in the next moment.

"Boom!"

Beyond the ocean, there was another roar!

The earth-shaking roar!

The entire land of Qilu was shaking. In the Confucian Mansion, a golden statue exuded a dazzling golden light, and a golden beam of light rose into the sky!

It illuminates the entire sea surface from a distance, even in the center of Bohai Sea, it is clearly visible!

The forty-seventh chapter of the teacher's way, I will defend it

Confucius House.

Bluestone steps, white jade gate railings.

Moss-stained, with traces of thousands of years.

This is the place where Confucius was sacrificed, with thousands of years of incense and the gratitude of countless scholars.

Why are you grateful?

It was only because Confucius and his disciples spread the educational rights that originally belonged to the nobles to the common people, leaving a spark of civilization among the people of Great Xia.

Let people know that benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness.

Let countless people know that there is no distinction between teaching and learning.

Teacher of all ages!

Open up a road for ordinary people to seek knowledge, a road to change life!

Let the children of butchers no longer be butchers, let the children of farmers hold paper and pens, and let the children of carpenters sit on the high road.

He and his disciples spread the flame of civilization in that turbulent and ignorant age, and gave Da Xia the concept of "benevolence and righteousness".

Even if 2000 years have passed, the incense in the furnace has not been cut off. It is the yearning for benevolence and righteousness of countless generations of disciples, and the worship of Confucius and the 72 sages.

Today's Confucian Temple is extremely lively.

After all, the Great Xia gods are fighting the gods!

Although the people can't help, they can still pray!

Not praying to God!

Instead, pray to the ancestors of Daxia.

Countless people gathered in the Confucian Temple to burn incense and worship. A pillar of incense was burning in the bronze furnace, and green smoke swirled upward.

"Please bless Daxia..."

"Master, the culture of my Great Xia is now popular, as long as students from poor families are willing to learn, they can change their lives... Master, this prosperous age is as you wished for a thousand years."

"Now I only ask the master's spirit in heaven to bless Daxia!"

"In order to achieve today's Daxia, countless Daxia people, countless disciples of your disciples have shed blood and sacrificed their lives. Please bless the gods of Daxia!"

"Master, you don't want my way to be shattered!"

Amidst the pious prayers, curls of green smoke rose from the bronze furnace, hovered over the heads of the crowd, and finally drifted towards the main hall.

above the hall,

The statues of 72 sages are arranged on both sides, and the high position in the middle is the master with a sword at his waist and a scroll in one hand.

The green smoke washed the statues, and the thousands of years of worship made the bricks and tiles of the main hall a little black, but those statues were carefully wiped clean as new.

suddenly.

"boom!!"

72 statues of sages burst into golden light!

The statue of Confucius in the middle vibrated slightly!

A golden beam of light shot up into the sky!

The golden light enveloped the entire hall, and there seemed to be countless sighs and whispers in it.

A neutral and peaceful voice sounded.

"Big Xia is in trouble, how can we stand by and watch. Disciples, who will fight?"

Someone said in a deep voice: "I am willing to fight!"

Another voice laughed generously: "I am good at riding and shooting, brother, let me do it."

"Before I followed the teacher, I was a butcher, and I was good at using butcher knives. Senior brother, don't rob me!"

"I'm good at riding and shooting, and I'm also good at commanding formations. Junior brother, wait for the next time."

"Teacher, let me do it!" A furious voice sounded.

When that voice sounded, all voices were silent.

"Alright." Zhongzheng's peaceful voice said softly, "My other disciples and I haven't recovered much. Zilu, only you can forcibly wake up now."

"Now Da Xia is in trouble, if Da Xia is destroyed, my way will be cut off!"

"Zilu..."

"Teacher, don't worry!" The furious voice was full of murderous intent, "Students must let them know the strength of our generation of scholars!"

"That's not what I meant." Zhongzheng's peaceful voice was a little helpless: "I mean, you have a violent personality and you are fierce in your shots."

"Although the gods deserve to die."

"But you still control your temper, don't be too cruel... If there are some troubles, don't forget how I educated you at the beginning."

The furious voice restrained slightly, respectful, and even a little fearful: "The student knows."

After the words fell, Confucius sat down, and one of the 72 statues of sages suddenly shattered!

"Crack!"

Cracks are filling the air!

A strong body slowly stepped out of the statue, dressed in a Confucian shirt, elegant.

"Shh!"

Open your eyes, but there is a strong killing intent!

Who said that scholars cannot have murderous intentions?

Everyone's wrath, brute force can kill a person!

The wrath of the general, the long sword can kill hundreds of people!

The wrath of the emperor can kill ten thousand people with one purpose!

Only the wrath of scholars can kill the hearts of the world!

"boom!"

At the same time, outside the main hall, the people who were worshiping looked up in astonishment.

"what happened?"

"Why is there a golden light inside?"

"Looks like a statue is cracked?"

"Wait, I just watched the live broadcast and said that the statue of the Chitu in the Martial Sacred Temple in Sichuan Province was shattered, and it seems that the Chitu horse has awakened, and the shattering of Mount Tai seems to be Lu Bu's awakening. Could it be that our place..."

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking at the hall full of golden lights.

Some people reacted very quickly and started recording, and two anchors quickly started the live broadcast.

And under the gaze of everyone.

In the hall shrouded in golden light, a figure slowly walked out.

Thick hands, powerful feet, the bluestone slabs are shattering under walking!

He was wearing a loose Confucian shirt.

He walked out of the hall, stood in front of the door, and looked at those people.

He saw a junior holding a book in his arms.

He saw that there was a younger generation wearing glasses, with deep eyes, and a poetic spirit in his belly.

His gaze seemed to pass through Confucius and bricks and tiles, and he saw schools and countless students studying aloud.

Finally, he looked at the burning incense in the bronze furnace.

"The incense is still alive." The man looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "If Master sees this scene, he will be very pleased!"

"but now……"

He turned his head to look at the distant horizon, his literary spirit soared, and his Confucian shirt was surging!

"I, swear to the death to defend the teacher's way!"

"If you want to destroy the teacher's hard work, even if you are a god, I will not agree!"

"boom!"

That green shirt soared into the sky, and her black style swept across her body!

Extremely fast!

It wasn't until the green shirt left for a while that someone reacted.

"Fuck me, fly away!"

"Which patron saint is this? No, the patron saint doesn't have him. Is this the official secret training?"

"Wait, that person just now seems to be exactly the same as the statue of Zilu in the main hall."

"Could it be that that person is..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes widened.

"The statue of Zilu in the main hall is broken!" Someone shouted loudly as he looked at the main hall where the golden glow had dissipated.

Suddenly, someone bowed respectfully to the direction where the person in the green shirt was leaving.

"Congratulations, sir."

"Congratulations, sir."

The people present respectfully sent the gentleman away one after another.

This is Daxia's respect for those who had spread the seeds of culture when the common people were ignorant.

This is the respect of countless scholars for these ancestors who opened up the way of reading!

It is also the admiration of the people of Daxia for this scholar who stepped forward in the crisis of Daxia!