Below the vortex, facing Zhang Shouzheng's platform.

He had already stood up at this moment, looked up at the black vortex, his face extremely solemn.

"Are you finally going to reveal your true body?" Zhang Shouzheng asked Tian.

No one paid attention to him.

What responded to him was the crazy laughter of the billions of unjust souls in the vortex.

Zhang Shouzheng, die!

Zhang Shouzheng, die!

die!

die!

...

Countless voices, both men, women, young and old, screamed wildly in the air, as if ringing the death knell for him.

Suddenly, black clouds rolled inside the vortex, and a huge palm came out.

This palm is composed of pure dead energy, which is thousands of feet long, covering the sky and the sun, and has the momentum to destroy everything!

Rumble!

With the loud noise, the palm of the dead air slowly fell down, which was not fast, but it made people feel suffocating.

Soon, it landed above the magic circle.

The "Five Virtue Formation of Wenxin" spontaneously sensed, and countless glows gathered above the head, resisting them tightly!

However, the power of the dead palm is terrifying, and even the "Wenxin Five Virtues Formation" created by Wen Sheng could not resist it.

After a while, the sunset light broke one after another, and the magic circle barrier began to twist and deform, making waves of wailing!

Zhang Shouzheng's face was extremely solemn.

He made seals with both hands and quickly made several magic tricks to the scroll on the stone table.

The scroll slowly unfolded, and ancient Chinese characters flew out from it. Each contained the essence of Confucianism and Taoism, arranged in the air like stars.

As Zhang Shouzheng waved his sleeves, these words were imprinted on the dome of the magic circle.

In an instant, the "Five Virtue Formation of Wenxin" was brilliant, and powerful power gathered from all directions, firmly locking the palm of the dead air in the air.

The deadly palm wanted to erase the light of the magic array, but the magic array became increasingly powerful under the leadership of Zhang Shouzheng. The two sides were in a stalemate in the air and refused to give in to each other.

After a while, the evil spirit suddenly rolled in the vortex, and a round of black gossip fell after a moment.

The runes of this Bagua are completely different from the orthodox Taoist runes. Not only does they have no drift, but they exude terrifying evil spirits.

Soon, the black gossip fell on the back of the deadly palm.

When the two are combined, the power will increase sharply!

The "Five Virtue Formation of Wenxin" that could have been persisted in was instantly hit hard, and the magic array was distorted and deformed, like a thin film that could be broken at any time.

Zhang Shouzheng's face changed.

He stared at the deadly palm and black gossip in the air, his eyes full of surprise.

"Taoist runes? No...what the hell is this? Who are you?"

His voice echoed in the purple bamboo forest.

Unfortunately, no one answered.

The vortex floated quietly in the air, like a cold eye, staring at the creatures below with cold eyes, without any emotion...

"Well, the loser doesn't need to know too much, the winner will know everything."

Zhang Shouzheng murmured to himself.

The next moment, he pinched the magic trick, turned into escape light, and soared into the sky from the magic platform.

Haoran's righteous spirit emerged, merged with the gentleman's wind, and turned into a huge blue palm above his head, pushing hard towards the dead hand in the air.

Two huge palms pressed against each other in the air, and the death energy and the Confucian talent were entangled, bursting out powerful aftermaths of magic power.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the earth trembled and the void burst!

Arcs flashed in the air, like earth, fire, sky thunder, violently colliding!

“Um…”

Zhang Shouzheng groaned, and blood gradually flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

But his eyes were very firm and there was no sign of retreat.

Wen Shengyu was floating beside him, emitting bright light, helping him withstand the huge pressure from the sky, and at the same time quickly repairing his injuries...

...

At the same time, all the heroes of the Dao Alliance also entered the Purple Bamboo Forest.

"Senior brother, is what you just said true? There are still third-party forces in the Fushixu Realm? They want to provoke the Confucian civil strife and kill all of us?" Cao Bao asked in surprise.

"Do you think I am like a person who speaks nonsense?" Ouyang Qianren said lightly.

"I am more trusting than my senior brother, but this matter is really incredible. In the past, the only way to discuss the truth in the virtual realm was ours. The two Confucian schools could come in. It is really hard to imagine that there are third-party forces here."

"What if this third-party force was originally in the realm of disaster world?"

"ah?"

Everyone in the Dao Alliance was stunned, and then they showed surprise.

"In addition to Tianxu, there are living people here?" Wang Zhi couldn't help asking.

"hehe."

Ouyang Qianren chuckled: "It may be inaccurate to say that they are living people. They are just a group of shameful reptiles."

Chu Jiangli seemed to have realized something and murmured: "No wonder... I thought that Senior Brother Fang died strangely. With his magical powers, even if he could not beat Luo Qing, there should be no problem in saving his life. It seems that there is another reason here!"

"certainly!"

Ouyang Qianren said lightly: "No Luo Qing has the ability. There is someone else who killed Fang Daonan. I have discovered clues long ago. I set up this situation with Zhang Shouzheng to deal with those filthy things!"

"So that's it..." Everyone in the Dao Alliance showed a sudden look.

"Time is tight, we have to go and support it quickly!"

After Ouyang Qianren finished speaking, he took the lead in taking a "Liuyun Pill" and led everyone to fly towards the center of the purple bamboo forest.

The heroes of the Dao League were rushing all the way, and in a blink of an eye, they went deep into the bamboo forest for more than a thousand miles.

Suddenly, Dongfang Fruit held down the escape light and frowned slightly.

"Junior sister, what's wrong?" Ouyang Qianren looked back.

"It has murderous aura...and bloody smell!"

Dongfang Fruit stretched out his right hand, and a cherry blossom petal floated on her fingertips, pointing in a certain direction in the bamboo forest.

After hearing this, everyone showed serious expressions.

"Are you a monk from the Confucian League?"

"Um."
Chapter completed!