The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2976 No regrets in death

Only after seeing Fang Yun clearly, Gu Xu could see the white light clearly.

It was a giant statue of Fang Yun composed of pure white holy light, sitting cross-legged in the starry sky, with clear facial features and eyes closed.

The holy light Fang Yun did not look big, only about a dozen stories high, but if you continue to look, you will find that it is getting bigger and bigger until it covers the entire world.

The holy light Fang Yun was clearly meditating with his eyes closed, but in Gu Xu's perception, he was looking at one world and knew everything.

The powerful Ten Directions Sinking just now was resolved by this holy light Fang Yun.

Gu Xu had not seen this kind of holy light human race with his own eyes, but he had seen it in the classics and divine images of the demon world.

The holy thoughts of Confucius and the sub-saints of the human race in those days were like this.

However, even when Confucius was dominating the demon world in those days, the holy thought giant statue was somewhat transparent, and now Fang Yun's holy thought is not only not transparent, but extremely thick.

It seems to be composed of milk.

The holy thought Fang Yun seemed to have a great power to help the distressed and settle the chaos. Where the holy thought was, the ten directions were stable.

Gu Xu found that the whole space became sticky.

A series of extremely fine ripples were centered on the holy thought Fang Yun, spreading in all directions, covering billions of miles.

Seal the ten directions.

The power of the great sage!

Gu Xu took a breath of cold air, because this was the second time Fang Yun showed the power of his body. Before, it was the space shift, and now it was the more powerful seal the ten directions.

Among the seals of the ten directions, no one below the great sage can use any power related to space.

Even if it is a great sage, unless there is also the great power of the seal of the ten directions, all spatial abilities are banned.

Gu Xu looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. The human race is different from the monsters.

The power of the monsters' saints is mainly inherited by blood, and then by luck.

The great power of the human race is mainly based on their own abilities.

If the ability is insufficient, no matter how lucky you are, you can't get a strong power.

Gu Xu couldn't understand why Fang Yun had obtained two kinds of great spatial powers just after being canonized as a saint, and they were great saint powers?

Fang Yun understood Gu Xu's doubts at a glance, smiled calmly, and did not explain.

After returning to the ancient times, he experienced the battle of the ancestors and practiced in the chaotic vacuum for a long time. Fang Yun's understanding of spatial power has far exceeded all the great saints in the world.

"Why hasn't your aura decreased at all?" Gu Xu looked at Fang Yun, his voice full of undisguised loss.

Now he has completely become an ordinary half-saint.

Fang Yun stepped towards Gu Xu step by step, one step a hundred miles, and the space moved.

In the back, the Shengdao study had been completely broken, but the stationery was still there, but most of them had cracks.

Ao Zhou stood cautiously on the desk and stared at Fang Yun blankly.

He saw everything that happened just now, but he couldn't understand it.

Seeing Fang Yun didn't say anything, Gu Xu decided that he despised him and sneered, "Don't force yourself. Even if you have experienced a great war, you can't maintain your peak state. You can't kill me now! My treasures are beyond your imagination!"

After Gu Xu finished speaking, he raised his head proudly, and the divine light behind him shot up into the sky, and a full six semi-saint treasures flew out.

A semi-saint giant hammer, a semi-saint giant axe.

There was a semi-saint copper bottle on his head, a semi-saint shield appeared in front of him, his body was covered with scale armor, and the surface was surrounded by strands of white silk threads formed by semi-saint treasures, forming a transparent light cocoon that completely surrounded him.

With these six semi-saint treasures alone, Gu Xu could kill an ordinary semi-saint even if his saint power was exhausted.

"Not bad."

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he suddenly threw a small meteor at Gu Xu.

Gu Xu hurriedly dodged.

The small meteor split into ten, and ten suns crushed the space, rushed forward, and hit Gu Xu directly.

In the mighty power of the Ten Directions, Gu Xu couldn't avoid such a huge sun at all. He could only roar and control the semi-saint treasure to attack the sun.

Without the power of Emperor Ting's true blood, this level of sun is only about the same as an ordinary sun. It is a threat to ordinary semi-saints, but it is nothing to Gu Xu.

Fang Yun took back the small meteor and threw it again.

Twenty suns flew away.

Then, forty suns, eighty suns, and one hundred and sixty suns!

Three hundred and ten suns emitted vast heat, hitting Gu Xu and covering Gu Xu.

Gu Xu didn't dare to defend at all. He couldn't bear the power of more than three hundred suns exploding at the same time. He could only take the initiative to attack, and one sun after another exploded.

Every sun that exploded would emit a strong holy flame, impacting Gu Xu.

Gu Xu was in great pain, but he could only grit his teeth and persist.

Fang Yun looked at the dim little meteor, put it away, and then took out one study tool after another from the literary world.

Pen holder, pen wash, desk, pen holder, chair, etc.

After taking out a complete set, the light blue translucent Holy Dao Study Room reappeared.

Ao Zhou in the distance released his Holy Thoughts, and flew into the new Holy Dao Study Room with the inkstone turtle, holy pages and other intact stationery, and honestly restored his three-foot body, lying on the desk to pack stationery.

Ao Zhou felt that his brain had become rigid. Where did Fang Yun get so many holy stationery?

When Fang Yun was in the Holy Yuan Continent, he had obtained countless gifts from others, spoils of war and his own collection, which could be put together into hundreds of sets.

And all the things have experienced the baptism of time.

Fang Yun sat on the table and chair again, spread out the holy page, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, looking at the sun that kept hitting Gu Xu in front of him, but did not write.

After a while, Gu Xu was exhausted and defeated the last sun. His body was also impacted by the power of the sun's explosion and kept retreating. He kept turning somersaults and was unable to maintain balance and was swaying.

The surfaces of his two semi-holy weapons were already pitted, and the four defensive holy treasures were also broken.

"Huhuhu..."

Gu Xu was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, and the wounds all over his body were recovering at an extremely slow speed.

"You...can't kill me."

Gu Xu bent over and arched his back, but his eyes were fixed on Fang Yun, full of unyielding.

Fang Yun ignored Gu Xu's anger and said: "I traveled throughout the ancient times, observing the true form of Kunlun, and came across a poem. It has a myriad of phenomena, which is difficult to reach in the heavens. As soon as this poem came out, it crossed the three realms and surpassed the ancient and modern. It deserves to be The most holy war poem in all the worlds. I wrote it for the first time today to see you off, so that you won’t be lonely on the road to hell.”

Gu Xu smiled coldly and said: "You think that because I am not good at literature, I know nothing about human poetry? I have read all human poetry a long time ago, including holy war poems. You half-saints of the human race throughout the ages have always valued poetry and classics. War poetry has only become popular in recent decades. Although their holy war poetry is good, It's just an embellishment. What's more, holy war poems are different from ordinary war poems. The formation of poems is extremely strict, so the human race has not yet handed down holy war poems. Why do you write holy war poems if you have just been canonized? Pretending to be the number one in all realms? If there is really the number one saint in all realms who kills me, I will die without regrets!"

Fang Yun said: "Death without regrets? I had some regrets about killing the number one genius in the demon world. Since you have no regrets, you have done me a favor."