The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2133 Thunder Prison

At this moment, Fang Yun's thoughts were racing in his heart. It seemed that as long as he was willing, he could level the Zhilei Mountain. At the same time, he had an unprecedented desire. In a few years, he would be able to be a saint and proclaim his ancestor. All realms.

However, after just one breath, Fang Yun's face changed from red to white.

"I'm just a maester!"

Fang Yun muttered a word in his heart, and the chaotic thoughts in his heart slowly sank and seemed to disappear.

Fang Yun's eyes were bright, and his face showed a look of astonishment. When he obtained power that did not match his own, he actually looked like this. At the same time, he also had a hint of joy. This time using the holy energy, he could do two things at once, fighting and practicing secretly. .

At this moment, it is like practicing the holy way with the ability of a semi-saint incarnation.

Fang Yun has reached the peak of being a great scholar. There is nothing that a great scholar can learn about strength. If he continues to study and practice, he can only learn the way of great Confucianism.

"wonderful!"

Fang Yun secretly thought in his heart and ordered his spiritual thoughts to be practiced in the Wen Palace. Then he consumed two strands of holy energy and used a magical pen to speak in one sentence.

"The north wind blows and the white grass on the ground folds, and the sky is full of snow in August. Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom..."

On the paper is "Bai Xuege Sends a Farewell to the Barbarian Emperor".

"The grass on Liliyuan grows old and withers every year. Wild fires cannot burn it out, but the spring breeze blows and grows again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green connects to the desolate city. I send the barbarian emperor away again, and the leaves are full of farewell love."

What he recited in his mouth was "Fu De Gu Yuan Cao Er Sending Man Huang".

These two enemy poems, which once blocked hundreds of millions of troops in the north of Ning'an, now come to Zilei Mountain.

Although there is no holy page, there is holy energy, turning the void into reality.

Behind Fang Yun, the Xuehai Observatory emerged. Holy light rippled on the surface of the Observatory, which also absorbed the power of holy energy.

The situation in the Land of Thunder suddenly changed, snow-capped mountains towered, grasslands were covered, and everything was frozen in the heavy snow. Only the vast weeds, unyielding to the heaven and earth, merged with the wind and snow, climbed to the top of the mountain, and swayed above, trying to bind the Thunder Dragon.

This enemy-stopping poem that was blended with holy energy was no small feat, and it appeared so quickly. The thunder dragon crashed into the mountain, looking around, standing in the vast snow, with an angry look on its face.

When it saw a large amount of weeds rising up, it became even more furious. It swung its claws and thundered like a waterfall, filling the snow-capped mountains.

Boom boom boom...

Amidst the huge roar, landslides and grass withered.

With just one blow, Fang Yun's strongest enemy poem disappeared into thin air.

However, these two poems block the time of the five breaths.

Shan Zhongyang praised: "When it comes to the beauty of power, human poetry is undoubtedly the first. As for our various races, we have more than enough strength and lack of skill."

When the Thunder Dragon saw Fang Yun fleeing away, he became furious, took a sharp breath, and yelled at the front of Fang Yun.

The thunder dragon ordered, and thousands of thunder scenes followed. All the thunders within a radius of three thousand miles gathered over Fang Yun, and then fell around Fang Yun, instantly forming a thunder prison with a radius of three hundred feet.

The walls of the Thunder Prison are composed of countless thunderbolts, densely packed, intertwined, shining brightly, sealing off the sky in all directions.

"No! Attack together!"

Everyone violently bombarded the wall of the Thunder Prison, and a brilliant brilliance exploded like a rainbow. The thunder wall in front of them became thinner. They were about to attack again and break through it, but in the blink of an eye, thunder fell from the sky again, and the thunder wall in front of them became thinner. Filled everywhere.

"broken……"

Fang Yun remembered that the Dragon Clan once recorded that this thunder prison was the gathering of all the thunder power from thousands of miles around. Unless someone could destroy the thousands of miles of thunder, they would be trapped in it.

"If I become an emperor, how can I be afraid of a mere thunder prison..." Shan Zhongyang said in a hateful voice.

"It's a pity that the ground of Zhi Lei Mountain has been tempered by thunder and fire and is extremely solid. We can't escape underground even if we want to."

"This place is too far away from the Fengshou Mountains, and even the saints in the mountains cannot rescue him."

"There is no way to escape, we can only break it with force."

The mountain saints gritted their teeth and began to consume their holy energy and attack desperately.

Fang Yun also injected holy energy into his war poems, integrated it into the ancient True Dragon Sword, and began to attack one after another.

The Thunder Cage was towering, three thousand feet high. The Thunder Dragon was suspended in the sky, looking at Fang Yun and the Holy Spirit of the Mountains with contempt, like a cat playing with a mouse, and was in no rush to take action.

Everyone attacked with all their strength, and after each consuming a ball of holy energy, there was still nothing they could do against the Thunder Prison.

For Fang Yun, the biggest gain is to have a deeper understanding of holy Qi warfare poetry, which will make him more powerful when fighting with others in the future.

At least so far, no one is willing to consume a whole ball of holy energy for practice.

After repeated attacks, Fang Yun discovered that Thunder Prison was not perfect. Although the Thunder Dragon was powerful, it was just relying on its talent to dominate by quantity, which was not clever. The holy spirits of those mountains could not detect it, but Fang Yun found it easily with the wisdom of the human race. .

Afterwards, Fang Yun secretly discussed with the Holy Spirit of the Mountain Range, and after a little practice, he suddenly attacked and opened a large hole in the Thunder Prison.

Everyone was overjoyed and were about to break through the siege when a series of strange screams rang out from the sky. Suddenly, there was a sudden change in the thunder prison, and billions of thunder bombarded from the sky.

"Oops, the Thunder Dragon has taken action!" Yamanaka Yang shouted while fighting against the thunder in the sky.

Everyone was trapped in prison, unable to escape in a small place. They could only resist the thunder. They no longer had the energy to break out, and they could only watch the big hole being slowly filled by the thunder.

Fang Yun sighed helplessly, and grabbed the swallow sea shell with one hand, and the holy energy in his body poured into it crazily.

After an instant, an object that looked like a car but not a car, and something like a chair but not a chair, fell in the air. The material was like wood, with clear brown texture, and a surface as smooth as jade. It had a yellow canopy hanging down from it, a tiger skin cushion, and a dragon skin backrest. It was simple. There is luxury in it.

This wooden cart looks simple, but it exudes a murderous intent. It seems that there is a ferocious beast hidden in the seat, which may command the army and flatten the world at any time.

Fang Yun sat on it, his mind fixed on all directions and his eyes looked at the nine worlds.

The Holy Spirit of the Ten-Headed Mountain Range was secretly amazed.

Fang Yun consumed four holy energy balls to summon the Wu Hou Cart, and then sent a whole holy energy ball into the Wu Hou Cart, which was combined with the incomplete Confucian text "Peach Blossom Spring" in the Wu Hou Cart to drive the Wu Hou Cart.

A truly powerful Wu Hou Cart should be driven by the Confucian text, and the holy energy is even more powerful.

Fang Yun was like sitting in the throne room, saying: "This thunder prison is powerful and has the power of heaven. Thunder Dragon may not be able to create it continuously. As long as we break it, we can let birds fly freely in the sky. Next, you break the wall according to the previous method, and I will block it with the Wuhou car for a few breaths, and then break through together!"

"Okay!"

The surface of the armrest of the Wuhou car was faintly glowing, as if it was carved from jade. Fang Yun tapped it lightly, and the Wuhou car was filled with holy energy. The canopy on the top was dotted with silver light, like smoke and rain, like a starry sky, rising slowly, and the thunder in the sky could not penetrate it.

Fang Yun sat in the middle of the car, holding up thousands of thunders.

The Holy Spirit of the Ten-Headed Mountain Range was relaxed and overjoyed. He immediately attacked with all his strength, breaking a big hole in the thunder wall, and then rushed out with Fang Yun.

"Ah..."

The Thunder Dragon howled in anger, stretched out his huge claws again, and thunder burst out.

Without the siege of the Thunder Prison, everyone fled while fighting against the thunder, getting closer and closer to the exit of Zhilei Mountain.

At this moment, Ye Hongyu raised his eyebrows and found that there was something strange in the thunder in the distance. He was silent for a few breaths, turned around, and rushed away.

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