Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 934: It’s amazing! Chen Luo is back!

As the bright moon rises higher and higher, the moonlight, which originally had a trace of ferocity, becomes pure in an instant, like water and moonlight shining on the earth again.

"It's finally over..." Su Poxian let out a long breath.

Other saints also nodded one after another, Su Ziyou said with a smile: "Then just..."

Su Ziyou's words stopped abruptly, and he suddenly looked in the direction of Mantian, and said in surprise: "What are the barbarians doing!"

The other semi-saints also turned their eyes away almost at the same time, looking at Man Tian.

Before, because of the fall of the bright moon, the huge source of chaos led to the chaos of the heavenly secrets, and most of the attention of the semi-saints was attracted by the bright moon, and the rest were focused on the barbarian gods and barbarians on the front line. Lost attention.

At this time when the bright moon returned to the sky, they suddenly realized that under the barbarian sky, the barbarian cities were full of blood.

It's not a spell, these semi-saints can clearly sense that it's a massacre of blood.

The barbarians are slaughtering their own city!

"Could it be that the barbarians think that they are doomed, so they kill first as a respect?" Su Poxian murmured.

Xin Jiaxuan looked serious: "The barbarians are not that simple."

"You guys should be ready for the challenge..."

All the half-sages nodded one after another, looking to the north with piercing eyes!

…

Under the sky.

The space with a radius of thousands of miles is like the waves of the sea, constantly turbulent, the space is constantly torn apart, and then bridged.

The next moment, the space opened, and Han Changli walked out from it.

Han Changli's face was pale at this time, one hand was drooping, his chest was red with blood, Ru Guan was beaten to nowhere, and his silver hair fluttered with the void storm behind him.

But behind him, two figures soon appeared.

There are two dead bodies.

A three-yang barbarian **** with four broken hands and no head.

A full-moon-level mantra covered in strange spells and whose eye sockets seem to have exploded.

Han Changli first glanced at the direction of the sky, and was slightly taken aback, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was about to make a move, when he suddenly had a feeling in his heart, and suddenly raised his head.

I saw a majestic imperial palace full of barbarian colors appearing above and smashing down towards him.

"Manshen Palace..." Han Changli murmured, "This old man is looking for you!"

The next moment, the Manshen Palace landed on Han Changli, and in the blink of an eye, both Han Changli and the Manshen Palace disappeared!

…

With golden light, Han Changli opened his eyes.

At this time, he was standing in an empty hall full of blood, and there was only one barbarian standing in the hall. The barbarian was not tall. on the corpse.

"Facing two strong men of the same realm, Han had to do his best." Han Changli said calmly, as if explaining to the family of the deceased.

"We have known each other for hundreds of years, and seeing the body of an old friend today, it is inevitable to be a little sad." Artes, the owner of the Manshen Palace, sighed, and with a wave of his hand, the two corpses disappeared immediately. He raised his head and looked at Han. Chang Li said, "There have been three hall masters in this Manshen Palace, and you are the fourth."

Knowing that the Yuehua Tribulation has been solved, Han Changli is not in a hurry to act at this time. Instead, he chatted like an old friend reuniting: "When Confucius was around, you were still missing from Manshen Palace. The first three It should be Zisi Shengren, Du Wuku and Fang Sheng!"

"When they were here, the human race was strong, making the barbarians panic and dare not look south."

"Standing here with several sages, Han is ashamed and terrified!"

Artes, the owner of the Barbarian God Palace, smiled lightly and nodded: "For thousands of years, the human race always wins."

"During the ten thousand years, the human race entered the barbarian sky thirteen times, oppressing the barbarian race to the place of endless storms behind the snow-capped mountains, and relying on the protection of the barbarian sky, they survived."

"As for the barbarians, there was only one time six hundred years ago, when they took advantage of the Heavenly Demon to go south to Shenzhou, but they were only half a century old, and they were driven back."

"Sometimes, this **** also thinks that the human race is really better than the barbarian race."

Han Changli nodded: "The barbarians are born in the world, and their roots are blessed by the barbarian heavens. It is a practice that is begged; but the human race is different. The human race is self-improving and grows together with the sky."

"That's a one-sided statement of your human race." Artes shook his head, "We are all one with the heavenly father, and the power is just flowing between different individuals. Devouring the sky and gaining stronger overall power, Then let more powerful individuals form such a cycle, which is the true meaning of my barbarian clan."

Han Changli pondered for a moment and nodded after hearing the words: "The words of the king are refreshing to my ears. If I have spare time, I will study them carefully!"

"There won't be any free time." Artes smiled, "I know you think you have a chance to win, so you are chatting with me here to delay the time and wait for the help from the sky."

"Then how do you know, I don't have the same idea?"

Han Changli remained calm, but stared at Artes with sharp eyes.

Artus let out a long breath: "Mr. Han, I have a question, and I want to ask Mr. Han to clarify."

Han Changli nodded: "Please tell me."

"What makes you humans think that you can always win?"

Han Changli frowned, but did not speak.

Category didn't wait for Han Changli to speak, and said to himself: "Strength. Isn't it?"

"Although the barbarians, monsters, and dragons, including the Buddhist sects in the Western Regions that have not been destroyed before, when it comes to your human race, no, it should be your Confucian sect. The most mentioned is the black heart!"

"You are always full of calculations, it seems that you will not suffer from anything."

"But God knows, those are just small ways, some fun for you to fight against the enemy. Your real confidence comes from your strength!"

Artes paused for a moment, seeing that Han Changli was still silent, he went on to say: "Don't talk about anything else, just talk about the current peak combat power."

"Under the heavens, there are nine fixed elders of the Golden Tent. But you Confucianism, three questions and half saints, besides you sitting in the holy hall, there should be no less than twelve."

"The holy land outside the sky is the confidence of your human race. Is this **** right?"

"In addition to Taoism, if you don't have too many enemies to guard against, any force alone will not be your opponent."

Han Changli's eyes were playful: "Your Excellency knows our human race very well!"

"But that's exactly what happened. You suffered such a big loss this time!" Artes said calmly, "You think that we can't break through the defense line of the Great Wall of Righteous Qi, and you think that even if there is a problem, call the sky Once the forces return, they can be suppressed..."

"You think..." Artes's face suddenly turned dark, "Why do you think it's right!"

"Why in this world, you are orthodox!"

"Why are you a creature of good fortune? Your human race needs the wind and the rain; my barbarians will struggle to survive in this barbaric and bitter cold place!"

"Don't say that the way of the barbarian is not right, after ten thousand years, is it important to be right or not?"

Han Changli nodded: "The old man admits that you really put your heart into it this time."

"It really hit the place where my human race was off guard."

"You don't have to go through a big battle, but you still have strong blood, this is one of them."

"You have successfully deciphered the ancient Wu Nanzhao's Heavenly Dao bloodline secret technique, holding the bright moon hostage, the second."

"Six hundred years ago, when the barbarians invaded, you have had a plan since then, and you have made preparations for the moonlight to lead you, but you did not show any traces, the third."

"You bypassed the Great Formation of Fengtian, obtained the method of connecting with the Demon Abyss, and summoned the Heavenly Demon to restrain the Saints outside the sky. This is the fourth."

"Thus, our human race suffered today's catastrophe."

"Wait, I really underestimated Yidu back then!"

After hearing Han Changli's words, Artes nodded.

It's not a bad feeling to be approved by an approved enemy.

"However, everything is over." Han Changli continued, "The enemies in the Daxuan territory are now at the end of their battles; on the frontal battlefield, you still cannot break through the Great Wall of Righteous Qi; although there are heavenly demons in the sky, the scale is not large. It will soon be wiped out by the Holy Clan. By then, the Heavens will return, and your barbarians will be defeated!"

"The old man understands that if the barbarian sky is immortal, your barbarian will continue to live forever. But this time, when your barbarian walks out of the endless storm behind the snow mountain, what you will see will be a stronger human race !”

"A human race where everyone is like a dragon!"

"Really?" Artes said lightly, but it was this sentence that made Han Changli's heart vigilant.

"You humans, you are too confident!" Artes said calmly, "Mr. Han, you are waiting for the saints outside the sky. Guess what I am waiting for?"

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Artes smiled: "From the beginning..."

"Well, the beginning of what I said, it may go back to six thousand years ago..."

"From the moment your sage Zisi stepped into the Palace of the Barbarian God and made our barbarians feel that life and death are involuntary, we have been plotting against you."

"Six thousand years..."

"Do you really think that the moonlight as a guide to send nearly half of the barbarians to Daxuan is to kill those ordinary people like cattle and sheep?"

Han Changli frowned, looked at Artes, and after a while, said in disbelief: "Your goal is..."

Artes laughed: "When a barbarian dies in the barbarian world, his power returns to the barbarian sky. But when he dies in the sky, his power will be intercepted and absorbed by the sky."

"It's just that with so much power, will the sky absorb it in a while?"

"What we want is to use half of the barbarian's blood energy to cover up the Fengtian formation for a while, so that the Fengtian formation will lose control of me, Mantian!"

Han Changli suddenly hit Artes with a blow, but at this moment, the space in the Manshen Palace seemed to be stretched infinitely, and Han Changli's attack fell in front of Artes after being affected by the Manshen Palace. Easily broken up by Artes.

"Mr. Han, you are very strong." Arthur said, "I am not your opponent, but with the Manshen Palace, I can barely protect myself."

"So, let's all quietly watch the next development!"

Speaking, Artes waved his hand, and suddenly hundreds of phantom pictures appeared in the Manshen Palace. Each picture corresponds to a Man City. At this time, the Man City is filled with blood. It can be found that the blood of the people in Mancheng seems to have been sucked dry in an instant, leaving only a mummy.

Han Changli frowned slightly.

You know, in the 108 barbarian cities under the barbarian sky, those who can live in the city are all high-ranking officials and noble bloodlines of the barbarian race!

"Blood sacrifice!" Han Changli gritted his teeth and said, "What are you awakening?"

…

Wumei Snow Mountain.

Emperor Man felt the shaking of the mountains and let out a long breath.

It's finally here.

He still remembers the unbelievable expression on his father's face when he explained the plan to him before his death.

Up to now, he still remembers every word his father said.

"The sky has been weakening, and in the end, it will not be able to bear the saint."

"At that time, it was our opportunity."

"However, first find a way to cover the restrictions of the Heaven Sealing Formation!"

"The secret technique of the moon department may be able to do this."

"Go, emperor. The human race can produce 6,000 plans in an instant, so let them see how the barbarians who only focus on one plan for 6,000 years can crush them!"

Emperor Man took a deep breath: "After six thousand years, this day has finally come."

He exhaled again and again, and then shouted——

"Man Qiong, wake up!"

…

At this time, the Great Wall of Righteous Qi no longer needs the blessing of children's skills and telepathy, and everyone has noticed the change in Mantian.

The originally pitch-black sky turned blood red, and the oppressive aura spread from Mantian, making everyone tremble in their hearts.

Above the Great Wall of Righteous Qi, all the half-sages are facing a formidable enemy.

"How is it possible? This aura... is the great perfection of the universe!" Zeng Zigu frowned and said, "Where's the Heaven Sealing Formation?"

"It was blocked by the blood of the barbarians." Su Ziyou sighed, "It seems that this is the killer of the barbarians!"

"Can it match the barbarian dome of a saint?" Su Poxian was full of fighting spirit, "How did the barbarians hide?"

Just as the half-saints were communicating with each other, the first sound of thunderstorm came from the wild sky.

The next moment, everyone's eyes widened.

There is a behemoth slowly rising into the sky!

That's a city!

No, there is a hand holding up the city!

In the blink of an eye, in the eyes of everyone, a giant with a height of hundreds of feet appeared in the sky. In his hands, the magnificent barbarian city was like a toy!

If Chen Luo was here, he would definitely recognize that this was the giant called "Titan" by the barbarians when he entered the barbarian city to rescue his senior brother by mistake.

"Ancient witch—— Kuafu!" Ouyang Xiu shouted, "That's the ancient witch clan, the Kuafu clan!"

"No, he's dead! That's a **** corpse!"

In an instant, the ins and outs of these semi-holy minds were immediately clear.

The Kuafu family, perhaps like Yuebu, entered Mantian to avoid the pursuit of the Yaozu, but they all died in the end.

Six thousand years ago, Torhan, the forefather of the barbarians, began to refine Kuafu's corpse in the name of building a barbarian city.

That's exactly the case. Those who are eligible to enter the Man City are all big figures whose blood is closest to Man Tian.

But not allowing the saints to think too much, that Kuafu glanced at the Great Wall of Righteousness, then opened his hand, and threw the Mancheng in his hand towards the Great Wall of Righteousness viciously like throwing a ball.

"Protect the formation!" Su Poxian yelled, and then all the half-sages shot at the flying barbarian city, and the barbarian city was smashed in an instant.

"The realm of the universe is perfect, but the physical strength is strong." Once contacted, all the saints turned pale, and they had an intuitive understanding of the Kuafu Corpse Puppet. The Man City was shattered, and after walking two steps, he came to a big mountain, bent down and pulled up the mountain, and made a gesture to smash it into the Great Wall of Righteousness.

At this moment, suddenly a shining light shot out from behind the saints, pierced the sky, turned into a long arrow that stretched across the sky, and directly pierced the forehead of Kuafu Corpse Puppet.

The long arrow exploded, and Kuafu Corpse Puppet fell to the ground.

All the saints turned their heads and saw behind them, Lang Feixian, Ling Chuchu, and Bai Xiao appeared in the shape of a Chinese character character, protecting Wang Yusheng, Mr. Wu of the Zhulin, in the middle.

At this time, Wang Yusheng's arms were hanging down, his face was pale, he met the eyes of the saints, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I only have the strength of this arrow."

Ling Chuchu stared: "Look at what we are doing, it's not over yet!"

Sure enough, the next moment, thunder roared in the Mantian, and another Kuafu Corpse Puppet stood up holding the Mancheng.

At this moment, Ling Chuchu let out a deep breath, and flames burst out all over his body, and the flames condensed into a flame phoenix; "Bai Mei Tu" unfolded, and a phantom of Bai Ze ran out of it.

Huofeng held Qinglian with sword energy, and Bai Ze followed closely behind Huofeng, and rushed towards the second Kuafu Corpse Puppet.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Three blows in succession hit the second Kuafu Corpse Puppet, and immediately flames, sword energy, and vegetation all grew out of the second Kuafu Corpse Puppet, and the Corpse Puppet fell to the ground again.

However, when the three of Lang Feixian were working together to deal with the second corpse puppet, the third corpse puppet had already stood up from the ground and rushed towards the Great Wall of Righteousness.

At this moment, two chants sounded!

"Worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joy later!"

"What is the wine to wake up the dream, and the lotus with ten thousand handles is a pillow on the mountain!"

The next moment, a phantom of a towering pavilion and a phantom of a green mountain descended from the sky, working together to suppress the rushing Kuafu Corpse Puppet!

Two figures appeared in front of everyone, like two huge mountains, protecting the Great Wall of Righteousness behind them.

"Fan Sheng!"

"Han Sheng!"

However, at this moment, under the Mantian, the remaining 105 Barbarian cities shook together!

At this moment, the space suddenly shattered, and the huge noise almost suppressed the vibration of hundreds of cities.

In the void, a figure staggered out.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Everyone looked at the person coming, with shocked expressions.

The person who came was none other than Han Changli.

At this time, Han Changli looked seriously injured, his right sleeve was blown up to his shoulder, and his body was covered in blood.

Fan Xiwen and Han Qi rushed up to meet him, but Han Changli shook his head.

"It's okay, the owner of the Zhanmanshen Palace paid a small price!" Han Changli shook his head first, then looked at the many Kuafu Corpse Puppets crawling out of the ground, and heaved a long sigh.

"The barbarians also have outstanding people..."

"Hallmaster, now is not the time to praise them." Su Poxian on the side said helplessly, "One hundred and five barbarian cities are one hundred and five barbarian domes, how do we fight?"

"It's not all Man Qiong!" Han Changli shook his head, "The surrounding Man City is probably just three questions."

During the conversation, giants supporting the sky and the earth appeared under the wild sky. These corpse puppets looked around blankly.

On a distant mountain peak, Ta Gu felt a pain in his heart, and looked towards the direction of Wumei Snow Mountain. The next moment, his eyes were firm, and he yelled out a strange syllable.

"憃"!

Suddenly, all the Kuafu Corpse Puppets faced the direction of the Great Wall of Righteousness and rushed up as if they had been ordered.

…

Looking at the hundreds of giants rushing forward, Han Changli raised his left hand and shouted while writing——

"The heavens are in danger!"

"Han Clan Changli, with the order of the sixteenth generation hall master, the Heavenly Formation will be closed from now on, please help the Qinglong Emperor to protect our Daxuan people!"

The voice fell, and an old voice sounded in the far south.

"Only this time, not the next time."

The next moment, a huge cyan light curtain appeared out of thin air, covering the northern border of the human race. Under the light curtain, countless plants sprouted, and instantly grew into a hundred-foot tree wall.

Han Changli did not stop, and shouted again——

"The heavens are in danger!"

"Changli of the Han family, with the body of three questions and a half saint, is willing to bear the punishment of karma. Please Xuanyuanzhao, the Taoist master of the underworld, break the barrier between the two realms and enter the world of mortals to help our human race!"

Immediately, a gentle but firm voice sounded.

"I, naturally want to protect my people!"

The voice fell, the void shattered, and huge black vortexes emerged one after another. The next moment, a phoenix cry sounded, and Lin Huang flew out of it stepping on a flame phoenix, followed by a series of semi-holy saints who had already died in the eyes of the world figure.

In the back, another lotus flower flew out. On the lotus flower, there was a Bodhisattva sitting upright. Among them, on the lotus flower with the most brilliance, there was a Bodhisattva with brilliant precious light. Half saint in the world, open your mouth——

"Ah!"

"Why are you fighting across borders?"

"Ah!"

However, Han Changli's summoning did not stop. He looked towards Yuan Hai and took a deep breath——

"Han Clan Changli, in the name of the leader of the Confucian sect of the human race, I implore the old dragon emperor to help my human race!"

Above Yuanhai, there was a moment of silence, and then a portal flashed, and a voice of "Grandpa" came from inside.

"Daughter, there are more than a hundred barbarians..."

"Come on, old dragon, follow the order of the dragon emperor!"

"Huanglonghuang, Canglonghuang, if you don't make a move, I will kill you first!"

The next moment, three giant dragons burst out of Yuanhai, and disappeared in Yuanhai in a blink of an eye!

In a corner, the Qilin King rolled his eyes.

"Please... please please..."

"I also have the power of a half-step saint!"

"Please, please, please!"

At this moment, Han Changli let out a long breath as he watched Kuafu's Corpse Puppet getting closer and closer.

"Battle!"

In an instant, phoenixes, giant dragons, bodhisattvas, demi-saints... all fell into the battlefield!

…

The Great Wall of Righteousness is protected by the Azure Dragon Emperor, and the aftermath never hurt the Great Wall of Righteousness.

It's just that everyone can't help but feel like a knife is twisting when they watch a half-sage fall.

Countless **** people wanted to rush out of the barrier, but were stopped by the Azure Dragon Emperor.

For a long time, they can only feel the first half of the couplet in Taiping City-the Great Confucianism dares to die for the common people!

But now, what they see is the real second half of the sentence——

The saint died in peace!

…

Looking at the fallen colleagues one after another, Han Changli took a deep breath.

He withdrew from the battle circle, and a phantom of "Spring and Autumn" appeared in his hand.

"Han Changli, what are you going to do!" Fan Xiwen was the first to see Han Changli's movements, and immediately appeared in front of him.

"Brother Fan Xian, protect the law for me!" Han Changli said calmly.

"Think clearly, after this move, you will die and the formation will be broken!"

"It won't be worse than now!" Han Changli saw another half-saint fall, it was a Nether half-holy, but this time, he was really dead.

Fan Xiwen nodded in silence, and took a step back: "I will protect the law for you!"

Han Changli immediately looked towards the sky and shouted——

"Han's Changli, relying on the teacher's way, please the most holy teacher!"

With a cry, there seemed to be a sigh in the sky.

A burly figure walked out of the formation that was covered by blood energy, and then cracks appeared in the formation.

The next moment, the burly phantom appeared above Han Changli's head.

"Please help me, holy, and slaughter the enemy!" Han Changli closed his eyes.

At this moment, a familiar voice rang in Han Changli's ears: "Old man, if you are dead, who cares about the church?"

Han Changli suddenly opened his eyes, and the method of inviting the saints on his body was also interrupted.

"Old Kong!"

"Look up!" The voice sounded again, this time, it sounded in the ears of all races.

Everyone raised their heads, only to see bright brilliance appearing in the sky, and in the brilliance, countless people came from outside the sky.

"Heavenly help!"

"Here comes back!"

"The Holy Land Beyond Heaven is finally back!"

Then ~IndoMTL.com~ Everything is not over yet, another voice that everyone is familiar with resounds in the sky——

"Kunlun Mountain Qilin Cliff, the head teacher of Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun's decree:"

"Three generations of disciples, Lei Zhenzi, heard the order and fought as fast as the order!"

"Lei Zhenzi, order!"

"Xuanqiong High God Jade Emperor Da Tianzun, decree:"

"Nezha, the great **** of the Santan Haihui, will come out as soon as he is summoned, and he is as urgent as a law!"

"Nezha, order!"

The next moment, the wind and thunder blew up, and the flames burned the sky!

When dawn breaks, Chen Luo returns!

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