The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3110 The heavens are like fish

An instant later, the Sheng Nian planet collided with the Kunlun Mountains.

Endless divine light filled the entire light curtain, and also filled the solar system where the Two Saints were.

Waves of terrifying power spread out with earth-shattering sounds. In the divine light, the space was torn apart. In the dark starry sky, pure black scars were opened, like giant beasts, devouring people.

Fang Yun stood there, motionless, not even lifting his clothes, nor using any extra strength. His body stood in the starry sky like an ordinary young man, blocking all impacts with just the body of the Holy Thought.

Zong Moju was continuously pushed back by the powerful force. The surface of his holy thoughts was dim, and the literary world and other forces emerged from his body, forming a gorgeous colored light mask to block the impact of the holy thoughts, making his whole body look like a battlefield.

Zong Moju finally blocked Fang Yun's first attack.

"Time is like the sea, and the heavens are like fish."

After finishing speaking, Sheng Nian Fang Yun slowly raised his right hand. There was no fishing rod or fishhook. There was only a line of Holy Thought in his hand. He still threw the line of Saint Thought towards Zong Moju just like fishing.

The two of them were thousands of miles apart, and the fishing line of Sheng Nian arrived instantly, crossed the left side of Zong Moju's Sheng Nian body, and then disappeared.

During the whole process, Zong Moju did not move, but his face was pale and his teeth were clenched.

The half-saints in front of Guang's eyes widened slightly.

The scholars looked at the light curtain and were particularly curious. Fang Sheng's second attack failed?

The great scholars of the Zong family breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the first attack consumed too much and Fang Yun missed.

Suddenly, everyone saw an incredible scene.

The sun behind Zong Moju was split into two like an apple cut vertically with a knife!

At the same time as it split into two halves, it exploded with a bang, the endless space collapsed, and the power of destruction swept across all directions.

At this moment, all the great scholars saw that a thin space crack had been cut into the space between Fang Yun and Sun.

It's not that Fang Yun's holy thoughts are biased, it's just that he doesn't want to hurt Zong Moju's holy thoughts!

The power of the holy thought to cut through the sun is something that Zong Moju can never do!

Zong Moju can do it with war poems, he can do it with holy swords, he can do it with cultural treasures, but he can't use holy thoughts to divide a sun so lightly.

In fact, the Holy Thought planet just now will be easily cut when it encounters this Holy Thought thread.

"I lost this battle." Zong Moju said slowly.

Fang Yun nodded.

In front of the light curtain on Guofeng Mountain, Wang Jinglong said: "The comparison of the Holy Thoughts has ended, and we have entered the comparison of the Holy Body."

All the great scholars were stunned for a moment, the great scholar from Jingguo looked excited, and the great scholar from Qingguo looked dim.

Fang Yun said before that his Holy Thought attack had three levels, but Zong Moju couldn't even receive two!

Thinking of the previous discussion of Holy Thought, everyone was in disbelief.

If Fang Yun was too lucky and gained a powerful Holy Way, it is understandable that he would be better than Zong Moju in Sheng Nian's discussion of Taoism, but why is Sheng Nian stronger than Zong Moju so much?

Being a little stronger may be a fluke, being a lot stronger may be better, being so much stronger is a completely different level, a completely different realm.

The great scholars of the Qing Kingdom were holding back their anger. They were not afraid of Zong Sheng losing and could accept it completely, but they could not accept losing so miserably! So unbearable!

It’s just bullying the little Mengtong!

The great scholars of the Qing Kingdom clenched their fists tightly. They looked at each other and nodded slightly.

They believe that Zongsheng’s holy body must be very strong!

Because the human race has always been inferior to the Holy Body, Zong Sheng deliberately brought it up, and naturally it was a hidden trick.

Wang Jinglong said again: "For the comparison of holy bodies, Fang Sheng asked Zong Sheng to take action first."

Everyone hurriedly stared at the light curtain.

The two of them had put away their holy thoughts.

In the starry sky, Zong Moju said calmly: "The human holy body is relatively weak. If it is not protected by other forces, it will be easily defeated by the demon barbarians. This time it is only the holy body, and no additional power will be added to the attack. Even if one party's holy body collapses, If it is scattered, the flesh and blood can be reborn without harming others. Since Fang Sheng is so confident, I am disrespectful."

After Zong Moju finished speaking, golden light suddenly erupted from his body, and then his body expanded rapidly, bursting through his robe, and finally became a thousand feet tall, forming a complete holy body.

In the sky above Zong Moju, a whirlpool appeared that only the saints could see. In the whirlpool, Cai Qi and Wen Qu starlight fell like a waterfall.

The scholar couldn't see the whirlpool, but could only see Zong Moju bathing in the orange and silver brilliance, like a giant in the clouds and a god in the sky, full of supreme majesty.

In Zong Moju's eyes, the scorching sun shines, the planets rotate, living beings multiply, and all things worship.

After the sun exploded, the nearby planets originally flew elsewhere, but as soon as Zong Sheng's holy body appeared, the nearby planets slowed down, changed their flight trajectories, and started to orbit around Zong Sheng!

The semi-holy body is like the sun.

Where the holy path is, it is surrounded by stars.

Seeing this scene, all the great scholars were shocked and almost kowtowed in worship.

So spectacular!

This is the power formed by the human half-saint's understanding of the holy way to the extreme. The demon half-saint cannot do this at all. Only the great saint can do this.

"Show your holy body." Zong Moju said slowly.

This place is obviously in space, and there is obviously no medium for sound transmission, but the sound travels hundreds of millions of miles out of thin air.

There was no sound from this light curtain, and the scholars present could not hear the holy voice from that far away, but they could hear it just because they saw Zong Moju speaking.

No matter how far away.

"The Holy Way is majestic..." the great scholars sighed in their hearts, and their hearts to attack the semi-saints became more determined.

Unlike the great scholars, the incarnations of the saints stared at Zong Moju's body.

Because, there was a strange power in Zong Moju's body!

It was this power that made Zong Moju's holy body far more powerful than the human race, far more powerful!

Moreover, there was a trace of blood in Zong Moju's eyes.

Fang Yun just smiled slightly and said, "That's good."

Zong Moju suddenly showed an undisguised anger and shouted, "You are so arrogant before the victory or defeat. I misjudged you! Since you are so arrogant, I will let you taste the bitter fruit!"

After Zong Moju finished speaking, he took a step forward, crossed a hundred miles, and rushed to Fang Yun in just a few steps.

One was a thousand-foot body, like a mountain, and the other was less than ten feet.

Opposite the huge watermelon, there were small watermelon seeds.

Zong Moju threw a punch without any fancy moves.

Dense space ripples spread along his arm.

Not only the great scholar, but also the incarnations of the saints were shocked, because the power of the human race's holy body is limited, and it is impossible to create space ripples with the holy body alone!

Only the semi-saints of the non-human race who practiced the body have such power.

At this moment, everyone secretly sighed, this time, Fang Yun will definitely lose.

This is equivalent to a human semi-saint wrestling with a demon semi-saint, there is no suspense.

Among the human race, I am afraid that only Confucius can barely beat Zong Moju.

"After all, he is the Zong Saint..."

Everyone sighed in their hearts.

Zong Moju's giant fist flew towards Fang Yun like a small mountain.

Fang Yun smiled, as if he raised his hand at a very slow speed, and then stretched out his index finger very slowly, and greeted Zong Moju with the soft tip of his index finger.

Seeing Fang Yun's move, the saints and great scholars were stunned, but then they realized that Fang Yun was not arrogant, but knew that he would fail, so he simply used this method to express his contempt for Zong Moju, or to show that his will was strong and not affected by failure, or to anger Zong Moju.