The man in white is shining brightly, overlooking all living beings, and full of aloof attitude.

At this moment, not only the Dongtian Palace, but also other branch halls of the Xuanming Divine Sect, and even the Xuanming Divine Sect internally knew the origin of these millions of Immortal Emperors.

The divine son of Xuanming Shenzong will finally transform into a mortal.

Such a large number of mortal clones is enough to illustrate the power of the true and false origin of the Son of God Zhan Wushuang.

But then everyone looked at Xu Qing, the peerless genius who pioneered Confucianism and Taoism.

It actually requires the fusion of the Son of God's mortal clone to defeat him?

There was even a look of pity in some people's eyes. Xu Qingqian should not have offended the Son of God.

"Once he, the founder, dies, there will be no further possibility for the so-called Confucianism and Taoism."

"It's just a law of the great road, it's not worth taking us to heart!"

Behind Xuanming Shenzong's million avenues, there is the shadow of transformation into the original power.

But this new Confucianism and Taoism, if even the founder dies, this Confucianism and Taoism will only be the law of the great road. At most, it can only be practiced to the level of Confucian Emperor and cannot transform into the original power!

This level of Confucianism and Taoism was not looked down upon by Xuanming Shenzong at all.

The identity of the man in white was instantly known to all the powerful people in the Dust Continent, and everyone felt a suffocating panic.

Even Xu Qing's expression looked complicated at this moment.

He has not awakened the memory of his previous life. In his heart, although he has the confidence to carry forward Confucianism and Taoism, at this moment, he is still just a grasshopper in front of Xuanming Shenzong.

But Xu Qing started at a young age, and he believed that there is no unstoppable path for everyone.

"It turns out he is the Son of God. So Murong Hua is also one of the clones of the Son of God."

The man in white still looked arrogant: "So do you know your crime? How dare you kill the clone of the Son of God!"

Xu Qing raised his eyebrows: "Sir Son of God is so powerful, how could his clone be killed by a little person like me?"

"Did you make a mistake?"

As soon as he said this, Baiyi Zhan Wushuang's expression suddenly froze.

This is your own shame.

Is Xu Qing deliberately exposing his scars to show off his genius?

"Xu Qing, you have successfully attracted my attention, I will cut you into pieces!"

Zhan Wushuang in white clothes finally became a little angry, and the breath from his body spurted out.

The white-robed Zhan Wushuang, who has millions of incarnations fused together, has gathered almost a million avenues!

This kind of power has allowed him to face the Sky-Leaping Realm monks and even the Lingmen monks!

To deal with Xu Qing, he is simply overqualified.

The entire Confucian monks felt that death was approaching.

Xu Qing also had a solemn look on his face, all the literary energy surrounding him, and then he burst into the ultimate light.

At this moment, his demeanor changed from an old man, to a middle-aged man, and finally to a young man.

But his literary spirit and Confucianism and Taoism have reached their peak.

At this moment, it spewed out, forming countless golden fonts, which turned into various strange phenomena in the starry sky. This scene shocked all the powerful people who were watching!

Even Baiyi Zhan Wushuang's mind was filled with disbelief.

This kind of power can actually rival him?

Various visions spewed out, and the transcendent universe like the Dust Continent was crumbling, and the entire Dongtian Temple felt the threat of death.

Is this the true strength of Xu Qing, the founder of Confucianism and Taoism?

Baiyi Zhan Wushuang couldn't believe all this. The aura from his body also spurted out, and then he collided with Xu Qing.

In an instant, the two had fought hundreds of millions of times, and golden fonts continued to spray out of Xu Qing's mouth.

Subsequently, various poems and poems were formed, and these invisible things were instantly transformed into various visions, soldiers, giant beasts, and even the starry sky and the universe.

The power of the Confucian Emperor made everyone feel incredible.

The Confucian and Taoist practitioners felt that the fear in their hearts dissipated, and everyone looked excitedly at Xu Sheng, who was fighting against the millions of mortal clones of the Son of God.

Many people burst into tears. They absolutely do not regret practicing Confucianism and Taoism! !

Not only Zhan Wushuang in white clothes, but also the powerful people beyond the stars all felt the terror of Confucianism and Taoism.

This Confucianism and Taoism, in the hands of Xu Qing, not only reached the pinnacle of Taoism and Law, but also showed signs of transformation towards the original power.

Maybe if Xu Qing is given some time, he can even enter the true Heaven-Leaping Realm with Confucianism and Taoism!

This is true genius!

He is a peerless genius who is more powerful than the Son of God, Zhan Wushuang, and even comparable to Xuan Mingzun.

Baiyi Zhan Wushuang's face became increasingly ugly.

Originally, according to his plan, he had an absolute advantage in killing Xu Qing, thereby ending the mortal transformation process.

This Xu Qing was also born due to destiny, and died in his hands, which was enough to make up for the incomplete transformation.

However, he never expected that Xu Qing, who was only at the Confucian Emperor level, could actually compare to his fusion of mortal clones.

This is simply a joke of the world.

"Impossible!! Who the hell are you?"

"Which Heavenly Lord are you the reincarnation of? Or even the incarnation of a certain Tianyuan strongman?"

At this moment, Baiyi Zhan Wushuang has begun to doubt Xu Qing's true identity.

He is a genius, but compared to Xu Qing at this moment, he is like a firefly to a bright moon.

How could a genius like Xu Qing exist in Xuanming? ?

Not only Zhan Wushuang, but also many powerful people among Xuanming God gradually became suspicious in their hearts.

And the literary energy in Xu Qing's body was surging majestic, and it was actually getting stronger and stronger.

But his expression was extremely indifferent: "I am Xu Qing, I am not..."

When he was about to say this, he suddenly felt something strange in his mind.

It seems that extremely long-lasting memories begin to emerge in my mind!

The ancient memories were like playing a movie, making Xu Qing seem to catch something.

This feeling disappeared briefly, but was eventually buried in his heart.

At this moment, Zhan Wushuang in white yelled: "Huang Yan, why don't you come and help me!"

The expressions of the master of Dongtian Hall and the elder of Xuanming Shenzong changed.

Even the fusion of the Son of God's mortal clone is no match for Xu Qing. This person is really terrifying.

But that's it for him!

Huang Yan is a monk of the Yuantian Realm Lingmen. This kind of strength is enough to dominate a branch of the Xuanming Divine Sect.

Under the call of Zhan Wushuang in white, Huang Yan's huge face emerged from the sky, and a blazing light surged towards the sky.

At this moment, Xu Qing felt that his literary spirit was rapidly fading, and the golden font was deformed by the heat.

Xu Qing suddenly felt a life and death crisis emerging.

However, at this moment, from the direction of the Dust Continent, countless murmurs sounded, and countless literary energy surged into the sky. Xu Qing heard the voices of countless people at this moment.

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die!"

"The road is a long way to go, I will go up and down to find out!"

"If there are three of us traveling together, there must be my master!"

"We are willing to dedicate our lives to plead for Xu Sheng!!"

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