Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 642: The southern wasteland is not chaotic, Lang said what he said!
The latest website: "The forty-seventh year of Daxuan Zhenghe, autumn, the sixth day of September."
"At the time of the tide of blood in the Southern Wilderness, ten thousand demons raised their heads, and all Confucian scholars arrived, striving for the first-line opportunity to prove Taoism."
"The human family's senior brother in the bamboo forest, the blood slaughter big Confucian wave and flying immortals, relying on the wind and thunder, the first sound of the battle, using "Jianjinjiu" as the lead to break through the colorful fairyland of the peacock family, where the sword light falls, the bird feathers flying."
"Kong Susu, the ancestor of the peacock, wanted to kill Lang Feixian, but was slashed under the sword by Lang Feixian with the 'Milky Way Falling Nine Heavens'!"
"When it was, the long sword was in the sky, the stars were shattered, and Nanhuang was shaken."
"This is the first ancestral demon realm where the tide of blood has fallen!"
"Lang Feixian, with the realm of great Confucianism, preceded the northern barbarian slaughtering god, and now he is slaying the ancestral demon in the southern wilderness."
"The figure is like the wind, and the sword is like a thunder. It travels through the Southern Wilderness and traverses the world."
"Mighty! Majestic!"
"Fortunate to see it in person!"
"The Grand Historian said: It's a pity that Chen Luo, the master of martial arts, was born ten years late, and he didn't get this opportunity, otherwise he would have been a saint at this time. It is also a great legend of the human race."
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"Exciting!"
"So exciting!"
Lang Feixian blushed and her heart beat faster.
This is exciting.
He kept traveling through space, but the Ancestral Demon behind him was chasing after him.
The Peacock Clan, as a veteran and strong clan in the Southern Wilderness, is naturally indispensable from the subordinate clan, and among the subordinate clan, there are also ancestors.
Now there are three ancestor demons who are chasing Lang Feixian: Peacock Ancestral Demon, Golden Pheasant Ancestral Demon, and Cormorant Ancestral Demon.
Really walk the bird...
"Is it just you three bird eggs?" Lang Feixian shouted while escaping, "Come on, come after me!"
"No one can stop this great Confucian from being consecrated today!"
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"It's too dangerous." On Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo looked anxious.
No matter how powerful the senior brother is, it is still too difficult to deal with the three ancestor demons.
What should I do?
At this moment, a tree behind Chen Luo shook slightly, and a voice came out: "Little Junior Brother, don't worry."
Chen Luo: (?Д?)ノ
Fuck!
What's going on!
Chen Luo suddenly looked back at the tree behind him.
The tree is so realistic that if he hadn't made a sound, he wouldn't have found it.
No, this is Fangcunshan.
How could I not know!
Unless...
"Seven... Seven senior brothers?"
"That's right, it's me!" The tree swayed slightly, "Don't look at the tree, look up, the sixth branch on the third branch and the sixteenth leaf on the right are the me."
Chen Luo:～('ー'～)
"By the way, the flower that is a hundred paces to your right has yellow petals and it's also me."
"Thirty steps in front of your door, the dewdrops on the weeds under the stone are also me."
"The seventh piece of firewood in the third row in the far corner of the firewood house is me."
"And half of the fish in Jingze Lake are me!"
Chen Luo: (#?д??)
Senior Brother Seven, what are you doing?
Hide and seek?
"You're going to Netherworld suddenly. I'm worried that you will have something to do with Fangcunshan. To be safe, I made some arrangements. I haven't had time to tell you!"
"Thank you for your love, senior brother." Chen Luo couldn't help laughing and laughing, but he quickly thought of the topic, and said through voice transmission, "Seventh senior brother, what should I do with senior senior now?"
"It's okay, I know he's going to wave, and I've made some immature preparations."
I don't know why, but when Senior Brother Qi said he had made some preparations, Chen Luo's heart suddenly calmed down.
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At this moment, the clouds of blood and tides in the sky of the Southern Wilderness formed vortices one by one, and the blood-colored luck was visible to the naked eye as a vortex and wind column fell to all parts of the Southern Wilderness.
This is the performance of the Peak Sage and the Searching Confucian absorbing the luck.
But if you look at it now, there are at least hundreds of vortex wind columns, but can hundreds of ancestors and saints be born?
Impossible!
At this moment, the killing begins!
"Today, my teacher, Zhangkong, was promoted to the ancestor demon!" A blue lion demon turned into its original form, and his body was full of explosive power. He stood on a cliff, opened his mouth, and a large number of The tidal luck was sucked into his mouth.
At this moment, a ray of light fell, and the great sage of Qingshi couldn't dodge, and was directly split into two halves by the ray of light. Tsukuru flew into the air, but suddenly a suction force came, swallowing the luck and breath into his belly.
"The wind does not return, what do you mean!" A golden giant lion appeared in the sky above the lion clan's territory, exuding the coercion of the ancestor demon, "My lion clan is the slave clan of your tiger clan!"
At this time, the silhouette of Yihu's veins and winds slowly appeared in the air, and the two huge wings behind him spread out, as if blocking the sun.
"Master Zhangkong secretly colluded with Buddhism in the Western Regions, don't you know about the Lion ancestor?" Feng Bugui glanced at the ancestor of the Lion Clan, and the aura on his body was also released, and he actually overcame the pressure of the Lion Ancestor.
Feng Bugui then hooked his hand and picked out a relic from Shi Zhangkong's corpse.
"Let's choose another person to advance." Feng Bugui left behind such a sentence and disappeared directly on the spot, Shizu hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't make a move.
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Another place.
In the open plain, thousands of meerkats sat cross-legged, and in front of them, a Mongoose sage absorbed the tidal luck, and his body began to grow rapidly.
At this moment, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky. The figure was full of 100 meters, swallowing snake letters, and suddenly flew towards the Mongoose Sage.
At the same time, the space fluctuated for a while, and a mongoose ancestor demon also walked out of the void and stretched out its claws to grab the python ancestor, but a black hill descended from the sky, directly towards the cat The Weasel Ancestral Demon suppressed it.
"Mysterious Turtle Ancestor Demon!" The meerkat ancestor was startled, and quickly raised his hand to form a barrier to block the suppression of the Xuan Turtle Ancestral Demon, shouting: "Mysterious Turtle Clan, My Clan and Snake Python Clan It's a feud, why do you want to intervene!"
The mysterious turtle ancestor did not say a word, and at this time, the ancestor of the snake clan had come to the front of the great mongoose, opened its huge mouth, revealing the natural power of the snake, and swallowed the opponent directly. !
After devouring the Mongoose Sage, the Zunba Snake Progenitor quickly vacated and left, and the Black Turtle Progenitor also disappeared.
Sorrow quickly spread over this grassland, the mongoose ancestor took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Yuyuan Kingdom! Yuyuan Kingdom! Well, you guys are fine!"
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and directly collected all the mongoose demons on the plain into his ancestral space, and then his figure flashed and disappeared.
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An ancestral demon traverses the Qilin domain.
"Don't worry about the unicorn king!"
"Benzu travels south to do business, never stop, and I hope to save face!"
As soon as the Ancestral Demon finished speaking, a heavy punch suddenly smashed through the void and hit the Ancestral Demon directly. The ancestral demon was shocked, and while resisting, he said, "This ancestor is just borrowing the way, borrowing..."
"Bang!" With a loud noise, the ancestral demon was directly knocked out.
"Who is this with?"
"I want this king to give face, do you think you are an old Qinglong?"
In the rain of blood, the unicorn king scolded his figure, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth, with a thunderous voice—
"The Qilin domain, do not participate in the blood tide!"
"Boundaries, kill!"
The voice fell, and the unicorn beast blood formation exuding great power opened, directly wrapping the entire unicorn field.
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"Seventh Senior Brother, in this situation, isn't my human race Confucian very dangerous?" At this time, Chen Luo sensed that the Southern Wilderness was fighting everywhere, and those first-rank Great Sages, Peak Great Sages and even Ancestral Demons who were high on weekdays were constantly falling. , suddenly felt a little anxious.
There are only three half-sacred guardians of the human race, and one of them is a half-sage of the Fang family. Where can you protect them!
"It's okay for now." "Senior Brother Seven Leaves" Ye Jian shook his head, as if shaking his head, and explained, "My human race's canonization is different from the demon race's return to ancestors."
"The demon clan can directly absorb the blood and Qi."
"My human race seeks to be canonized. First, I have to rearrange my own principles and sort out my own knowledge."
"In search of search, you must first find the answer to your search. Then you will absorb the tidal luck to help you take this step."
"So at this time, the great Confucian of the human race should still be in the process of enlightenment, and did not participate in the competition. Now the vision of perception is concealed by the blood of evil spirits, but it is a good thing."
"Because I waited too much time before, the time to finally understand was too short. The senior brother also made a mistake and made a big contribution!"
"Well, that's how it turns out..." Chen Luo nodded and suddenly reacted, "That's right, Senior Brother!"
How are you doing now, eldest brother!
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"The river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky compete with the Big Dipper..."
"Let's go, let's go, you have me, I have everything..."
Lang Feixian, who was escaping quickly, just felt that the song hummed casually by the younger brother was too expressive at this moment.
"Lu Jian Bu Ping roars, and when it's time to make a move, make a move, rushing through Kyushu..."
However...Lang Feixian looked back at the three ancestral demons who were chasing after him, still a little regretful.
I've gone all the way around the Southern Wilderness, how come you three are the only ones who don't give up? No new ones?
This is looking down on me!
Repeat, the real wave, there is no escape, only the momentum.
Forget it, it's just you.
Lang Feixian stretched his hand into his arms, and when he took it out, there were two little paper figures in his hand.
I saw the little paper figurine written: Mad Wave One, Mad Wave No. 2.
Immediately afterwards, he put the righteousness into the paper man, and suddenly threw the paper man forward.
"Bang!" "Bang!" Two more Lang Feixian appeared, flying side by side with the real Lang Feixian.
Immediately, Lang Feixian's thoughts moved, and the two fake Lang Feixian immediately turned to different directions.
"Huh?" Peacock Ancestor Demon, Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon, and Cormorant Ancestral Demon were all stunned, and quickly transmitted their voices.
"Brother Kong, which one is true?"
Five-colored rays of light flashed in the eyes of Peacock Ancestor Demon, and a look of doubt appeared on his face: "It's weird, it's all true!"
"What about that?"
The Peacock Ancestral Demon quickly decided: "Separate and chase!"
"When he killed Kong Susu, Benzu sensed that there were other semi-sacred powers, and he must have used his master's semi-sacred blow."
"His real strength is impossible to kill the ancestral realm instantly, first entangle him, and then surround him!"
The golden pheasant ancestor and the cormorant ancestor suddenly realized when they heard the words, no wonder Kong Susu fell so quickly before.
Now I have a bottom line.
The three ancestors immediately set their goals and chased after each other.
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Meanwhile, high in the sky.
The sanctuary and Taoist palace have long since left, but two figures are standing in the sky, one is surrounded by splendid Wenhua, the other exudes yin and yang rhythm, overlooking the southern wasteland, but no one notices it them.
It is not accurate to say that no one found it, but that turbid old gaze glanced at them and took it back.
"Xiao Han, how many more semi-sages can our human race have this time?" The Taoist-robed old man yawned and asked lightly.
Han Changli smiled lightly: "Yunsun shouldn't be a big problem, and the Fang family should be well prepared and confident."
"The Kong family and Song Ci will depend on luck."
"How about we make a bet?" The Taoist robed old man suddenly said, "Old Taoist thought that, except for the Fang family, the other three could be canonized..."
Han Changli shook his head: "No gambling!"
"Why don't you gamble?" The Taoist-robed old man frowned and asked.
"There are variables, you can't win with confidence, so don't gamble!" Han Changli replied.
"Variable... You mean Lang Feixian?" The Taoist robe old man smiled.
Han Changli looked at the old man in Taoist robe and smiled, "Mr. Xiyi, don't pretend to be confused."
Chen Xiyi laughed and said, "Would you like to help that green lotus?"
Han Changli was about to answer when an old voice sounded in the ears of the two of them: "You can watch, but don't shoot!"
Han Changli and Chen Xiyi looked at each other, Han Changli smiled and said, "Don't worry, Emperor Qinglong, we won't do anything!"
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Lang Feixian's spirit was released, and he sensed it.
Very good, followed by the golden pheasant ancestor.
Play back to make soup!
Lang Feixian's long sword swiped forward, breaking the space and entering the void again.
The golden pheasant ancestor was stunned for a moment, and wanted to escape through space?
Hmph, I'll catch up with you sooner or later.
Immediately, the golden pheasant ancestor plunged directly into the void.
……
"Brush!"
A sword light flashed, and the golden pheasant ancestor subconsciously avoided it, and several feathers were swept by the sword light and fell into the void.
He looked at Lang Feixian standing in front of him, showing surprise: "It seems that I am chasing the deity."
"Why didn't you run away?"
Lang Feixian smiled lightly: "I can't be ashamed of being chased by chickens."
The ancestor of the golden pheasant was furious: "This ancestor is not a chicken, but a golden pheasant!"
Roaring in the mouth, the ancestor of the golden pheasant was not slow to move. With a shake of the whole body, it turned into a huge golden pheasant prototype, exuding a five-color halo, and the sharp beak pecked at Lang Feixian.
As long as all the avian monsters have the innate supernatural power of "pecking", this golden pheasant ancestor has cultivated this innate supernatural power to the extreme. The five-color halo emanating from the body was fixed, and the end of the beak seemed to be destined to be Lang Feixian's chest.
Can't dodge, can't dodge.
This is the rule of his golden pheasant ancestor!
Besieged? It wants to kill Lang Feixian alone!
While attacking, it did not forget the voice transmission of the soul: "Lang Feixian, I know that you used your master's curing supernatural power to kill Kong Susu!"
"But now that you have used that god, what do you use against me?"
"Go to hell, hahahaha!"
Lang Feixian looked at the rapidly approaching golden pheasant ancestor and sighed.
I know that the demon clan is not smart, but I didn't expect to meet such a stupid one.
If you peck your mouth, won't you bring your head up?
Rules are also imposed!
The rules give chicken heads, what kind of spirit is this!
It was too late to speak, but it was fast, Lang Feixian suddenly raised his hand, and the holy majesty suddenly filled the air.
Who stipulated that you can only bring one piece of solidified holy magic power?
A phantom of a bamboo stick appeared out of thin air and hit the head brought by the golden pheasant ancestor.
"Bang!" The head of the golden pheasant ancestor was instantly blasted, and a spirit floated out of the flesh, looking at Lang Feixian in disbelief.
"Why do you still have it?"
"Isn't Yu Wuji not practicing? Is it special for his apprentices to condense and solidify magical powers?"
Lang Feixian shrugged: "This is my seventh junior brother. He is a person who likes to be safe."
"For insurance, leave it to me!"
Speaking, Lang Feixian held a long sword and stabbed it suddenly, the soul of the golden pheasant ancestor turned around and fled, but was covered by the sword light, and was instantly smashed into pieces.
Lang Feixian reached out and grabbed the corpse of the golden pheasant ancestor, stuffed it into the storage order, then opened the void and flew out.
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Outside.
In the sky above the Golden Pheasant area, a colorful ancestral demon star appeared, and then the star exploded, and a strong fortune rose again, adding to the tide of blood.
The demons in the Southern Wilderness were all stunned.
Another Ancestral Demon Star is broken?
The ancestor demon of the Golden Pheasant?
Isn't he going after the waves and flying fairy?
Could it be...
At this moment, Lang Feixian flew out from the crack in the void, with a turbulent body, apparently just experienced a major battle.
So, he beheaded another ancestral demon?
The Southern Wilderness War has been fought until now, that is, the Qilin King killed an Ancestral Demon, and most of the other fallen are the Peak Great Sages.
He's flying immortals, two of them?
If you kill two of them, you will kill them. The arrogance of the human race always has something special.
The problem is, too soon!
Kill Kong Susu, there are no five breaths yet; this will kill the golden pheasant ancestor, does it have ten breaths?
Adding 15 breaths together, it takes longer for an Ancestral Demon to fart than this. He slaughtered two Ancestral Demons?
Wan Yao is in a trance at this time, knowing that the blood slaughter is strong, but I didn't expect it to be so strong.
Li Qinglian was never so fierce back then!
Also, he's not canonized yet.
He's still in search of the realm!
On the other side, the Peacock Progenitor and the Cormorant Progenitor were also stunned.
Fuck, so strong!
Especially the ancestor demon of the cormorant, his strength and the ancestor of the golden pheasant are also in the middle. At this time, he thought that if he had chosen that direction...
His——
In a cold sweat!
Even the Peacock Progenitor hesitated.
Would you like to continue the chase?
Could it be that he still had a second Bamboo Sage blow on him?
It must be so!
But since there is a second way, is there a third way, a fourth way?
This Yu Wuji, don't know that condensing and solidifying magical powers will damage the source?
No, no refunds this time!
The Peacock Ancestral Demon suddenly roared: "Lang Fei Xian was conferred a saint, and his strength may be comparable to that of Erwen and a half saint. If we go further, what is the future of my Southern Wilderness!"
"Today, Immortal Lang Fei must be stopped from being canonized!"
Speaking, he immediately flew towards Lang Feixian, but the speed was much lower than before.
But I have to say that when he roared like this, another ancestral demon star appeared, rushed out of the two ancestral demons, and rushed towards Lang Feixian.
No way, they, races or individuals, had old grudges with Bamboo Forest, and they couldn't make Bamboo Forest stronger.
Big deal, besiege!
Lang Feixian frowned, put her hand into her arms again, and took out her hand. In her hands were the paper figures from "Kanglang No. 3" to "Kanglang No. 10".
Lang Feixian slammed into the air, only to hear a bang like a firecracker, and there were several more Lang Feixian in the air, and these Lang Feixian immediately flew in different directions.
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Beside a waterfall in the Southern Wilderness, a middle-aged Confucian slowly opened his eyes, and the blue light flashed in his eyes, reflecting the image of the Lang Fei Xian flying around.
"Cousin." He said softly.
At this time, the white-haired old man who was sitting cross-legged behind him nodded slightly: "This saint understands."
"The canonization of Immortal Lang Fei is extremely detrimental to our family."
"When necessary, the Holy Society will block it!"
The middle-aged Confucian nodded, stood up, and said, "Let's go, it's time to contact Bai Mo."
"This time, I will be canonized!"
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"Lang Feixian..." Lang Feixian was flying and suddenly heard a voice transmission in his ear.
"Who?"
"Old man, Han Changli!" said the voice transmission.
Lang Feixian was taken aback, Hall Master?
Are you in the Southern Wilderness?
Fuck, what do you want to do, end up frying fish?
Yeah!
"Have you noticed that Earth Dragon Ancestor Demon?" Han Changli's voice continued, "Go, deal with him!"
Lang Feixian frowned slightly.
The Earth Dragon Ancestral Demon that Han Changli said was currently chasing and killing Kuanglang No. 6, and was obviously the strongest among the Ancestral Demons chasing him.
The strength is no better than that of the two-question and half-sage, but the strength of the one-question and half-sage must be there.
Ask a half saint, enough to rank in the top 40 in the church.
Let yourself be tough with him?
I only got two of the half-holy blows from the teacher, and now I'm gone!
Although I am very tempted, when I go back to the seventh junior brother, I must teach me ~IndoMTL.com~ It's okay, go, **** him! "Han Changli's voice sounded again, encouraging, "Mr. Xiyi and I will help you fight!" "
Lang Feixian's eyes lit up instantly.
Is there the lord of the Taoist Palace?
Humph, Seventh Junior Brother, you can't blame me for being impulsive.
I am the bottom line!
Lang Feixian turned around and flew directly towards the Dragon Ancestor Demon!
"Little lizards! Let's fight!"
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