Lan Xuezi is a genius carefully cultivated by the Ghost Temple, practicing the unique way of heaven of the ghost clan.

All the ten clans in hell have temples, which inherit the heavenly way that is different from the holy way in the heaven world, and is comparable to the supreme holy way and even the ancient way.

However, the cultivation of these heavenly ways is extremely difficult, and not everyone can practice it. Only a very small number of people can pass the screening and enter the ten temples to practice.

Lan Xuezi practiced the Xuansha Heavenly Way, one of the three major Heavenly Ways of the ghost clan, and through this he cultivated the Xuansha ghost body, which is extremely difficult to be destroyed.

Lan Xuezi waved the ghost weapon sword in his hand, continuously infusing Xuansha ghost energy, and slashed out a powerful sword light.

"Shua——"

With this sword, the rivers that evolved from Haoran Zhengqi were cut off, and the mountains collapsed.

The bookworm was not in a hurry, and formed a mudra, saying: "When it penetrates the sun and the moon, life and death will be settled."

A scorching sun and a bright moon appeared at the same time, illuminating the entire world and igniting all the evil spirits.

"boom."

Lan Xuezi was hit by the sun and the moon, and immediately flew out.

His extremely strong ghost body actually had many cracks and was almost broken.

After this blow, he was severely injured, and the Xuansha ghost energy collapsed and was unable to regroup for a while.

It's not that he is not strong enough, but that he is restrained by the power of Confucianism and Taoism.

"Boom."

Just when the nerd was about to attack again, one of the space cages suddenly shattered, and the tall and burly Yan Wushen broke free.

"What a scholar. He has real talent and learning. He can take the palm of my hand."

Yan Wushen turned into a golden light and arrived in an instant.

A golden palm, carrying unparalleled power, struck directly at the nerd.

The nerd's expression changed. He didn't expect that Yan Wushen could break free so quickly.

After all, the space methods here were arranged by Master Fang Cun. They are so sophisticated that even if a hundred thousand years have passed, they cannot be easily broken by a monk in the Holy King Realm.

Without any time to think, the nerd turned around quickly and punched a huge fist seal with all his strength, shattering the vacuum.

Ever since Yan Wushen was able to defeat his tens of thousands of troops and forcefully descend on Qinghong Pavilion, he had already realized how terrifying Yan Wushen was, so naturally he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Although he is a Confucian and Taoist monk, he is a nerd who has mastered both martial arts and spiritual power. He has reached the ultimate level of the Holy King and is about to build an immortal holy body.

"boom."

The fist mark made by the nerd was directly shattered by Yan Wushen's golden hand.

Then, a powerful force hit the nerd's body and knocked him away.

"puff."

The nerd spat out a mouthful of holy blood, and his breath became very chaotic.

"Why is it so strong? Or is it the Holy King Hu?" The nerd was shocked.

After sleeping for a hundred thousand years, he felt that he couldn't understand the world.

Even in the Middle Ages, there were no monsters and wizards as terrifying as Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen said with a smile on his face: "You are very capable of being able to take a blow from me without dying. I didn't expect that besides Zhang Ruochen, there are other masters like you in the Kunlun world."

With his current strength, if he strikes out with all his strength, even an ordinary great sage would not be able to catch it. Under a great sage, he can almost sweep invincibly.

"Confucian Ancestor once said: There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Don't deceive me sincerely. I thought that under the great sage, it would be difficult to find an opponent, but I didn't expect that someone's strength could surpass me by so much." Bookworm

He said with a dull face.

Yan Wushen said: "Give you a chance to throw yourself into the hell realm, and I can save your life."

Unexpectedly, the nerd shook his head vigorously and said with a serious face: "Confucian ancestors once said: A gentleman has something to do and something not to do. The Kunlun world is more important than personal life and death. Live up to the Tao and die without regrets."

"I'm not here to listen to your reasoning. Since you don't want to cherish the opportunity, don't blame me for being ruthless." Yan Wushen raised his eyebrows and exuded an extremely powerful aura.

The nerd said: "A gentleman respects his roots, and the Tao is born from his roots. Filial piety and brotherhood are the foundation of benevolence."

"What a nerd. He keeps chattering and talking about something that I don't understand at all." A look of impatience flashed in Yan Wushen's eyes.

Immediately, he took action again, pouring power into the gloves continuously. The gloves bloomed with bright golden light, a large number of supreme inscriptions emerged, and powerful supreme power emerged one after another.

In an instant, Yan Wushen also fired hundreds of punches, and the sky was filled with majestic fist marks, like ancient sacred mountains, completely covering the nerd.

The nerd quickly released his powerful mental power and activated the dense array patterns in Qinghong Pavilion, hoping to rely on the power of the array to resist Yan Wushen's attack.

Relying on the strong mental power, a large number of formation patterns were activated in an instant, clearly emerged, and intertwined into a network, trying to confine this space.

"boom."

Yan Wushen's fist seal was too overbearing, and the formation pattern could not be restrained, and it directly shattered.

The nerd tried his best to resist, but was still hit by a punch mark and flew out like a cannonball.

Even though his holy body was extremely powerful, cracks could not help appearing at this moment, and it was almost torn apart by Yan Wushen's fist seal.

"Baichi, why don't you take action?"

The nerd was anxious and shouted at the idiot.

Bai Chi didn't even raise his head, stretched out a hand and said impatiently: "Don't make any noise, don't disturb me while I'm reading."

From beginning to end, his attention never moved away from the books, as if he didn't even notice that anyone was intruding.

It felt like even if a nerd was beaten to death now, he wouldn't bother at all.

"Why is there still a scholar? You should also give me a slap."

Yan Wushen frowned, turned his eyes, glanced at Bai Chi, and then raised his hand to strike.

"boom!"

Hundreds of millions of words appeared on Bai Chi's body, converging into a large cauldron to protect his whole body. However, the mountain of books beneath him exploded into pieces and was annihilated by flying ashes.

It was only then that Bai Chi withdrew from the world in the book, with a strong look of anger in his eyes.

"I told you, don't disturb me."

Bai Chi roared.

As the voice roared out, the aura of awe around him surged violently, quickly condensing into a giant cauldron thousands of feet high, spinning towards Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen let out a light sigh and made another golden palm print.

"Bang."

The golden palm print and the giant cauldron exploded simultaneously, creating a terrifying impact.

Yan Wushen didn't move at all, while Bai Chi took a few steps backwards, but was not injured.

It was only at this moment that Bai Chi seemed to wake up and looked at Yan Wushen carefully and said: "It's so amazing. It has reached perfection. Such a genius actually exists in heaven and earth."

At this time, the nerd rushed over and stood side by side with the idiot.

"Things have their own priorities, idiot. Let's put the competition aside for now. We must guard Qinghong Pavilion and not let them go to the location of the Peach Tree." The nerd said with a serious face.

The idiot's eyes swept across the dozens of space cages and said: "How come there are so many monks from the hell realm suddenly breaking into Qinghong Pavilion? How do they know the specific spatial coordinates of Qinghong Pavilion?"

He has seen the Chaos Bridge of Nothingness and knows how Yan Wushen and others arrived, but he is still confused in his heart.

After all, ever since the Kunlun Realm became a battlefield of merit, Qinghong Pavilion has been hidden, covering up the spatial coordinates.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

The space was slightly distorted, and the sound of breaking wind sounded.

Two figures broke into Qinghong Pavilion from the direction of the Central Imperial City.

Both of them were wearing large black robes, covering themselves completely. Their faces could not be seen, and their figures could not be seen clearly. It was impossible to tell whether they were men or women, and not even a breath was released.

Moreover, although they were standing there, they seemed to be in another space, out of reach and extremely mysterious.

One of the men in black robes said in a slightly hoarse voice: "The Void Chaos Bridge is really powerful. Just by providing the spatial coordinates, you can directly visit Qinghong Pavilion."

"Who are you? Why can you lock the spatial coordinates of Qinghong Pavilion?" the idiot asked.

The man in black robe who spoke just now smiled and said: "As long as you want to know, you will naturally find a way. Dazai Wang Shiqi and the seven world disciples all have clues."

The bookworm and the idiot suddenly realized that those two people must be the agents of the hell realm in the heaven realm.

Who could it be?

A monk from the heavenly faction?

"Have you brought anything?" Yan Wushen asked.

One of the men in black robes said in a low voice: "Of course we can do what we promised."

While talking, the man in black robe took out a piece of holy jade and threw it towards Yan Wushen.

Inside the holy jade, there is a ball of bright red holy blood sealed, emitting nine colors of holy light, which is extremely strange.
To be continued...