Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 155: ? The bottom card is naturally the last to appear
Fang Lang was slightly stunned when he heard the system prompt in his mind.
This long-lost notification sound made Fang Lang overjoyed.
The system optimization has been improved for a long time, and now it is finally completed!
When he was about to face the world's top monsters, the complete recovery of system functions was good news for Fang Lang.
Although there are no restrictions on the use of previous system functions, during the optimization period, new bond objects cannot be bound.
Now that it is restored, it can bind a new bond object.
After all, at this moment, Fang Lang is facing the demon saint and the devil, what does this mean?
This means that two top genius monsters just appeared in front of him undefended.
If the two can be bound, it will be a huge gain for Fang Lang.
Therefore, Fang Lang was delighted.
Of course, Fang Lang is also curious about what has been upgraded in this system upgrade.
With a thought, the long-lost system panel pops up.
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Host: Fang Lang
Cultivation: Second Stage Sword Intent (Professional Fourth Grade)
Level: LV8
Experience root bone: 36 (white)
Modify root bone: 66 (purple)
Cultivation funds: 100 high-grade spirit crystals (only for practice projects)
Props: Breaking Card Fragments x 3, Five-fold Amplification Card x 2, Enlightenment Card x 2, Enchanting Card x 2
Equipment: Instant Staff
Bond objects: Ni Wen, Jiang Linglong, Liu Bubai, Wen Ting, Wei Sheng...
Unique Active: You can share the cultivation base, talent, etc. of the bonded object (80%), and the strength can be superimposed.
Unique Passive: Extra rewards can be obtained for matters related to the practice of the bonded object
[Update Description]: In this update, the only active ability is activated.
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Fang Lang's eyes were fixed, and he kept scanning the system panel.
The system panel has not changed much from before. The only change is the addition of an active ability.
But this ability is really... too shocking.
At least, for Fang Lang, the update of this active ability exceeded his expectations and imagination.
The cultivation base, talent, etc. of the bonded object can be shared...
Even, it can be superimposed.
Although the cultivation bases of Ni Wen and others bound by Fang Lang before are not too strong, but at Fang Lang's current level, if the bound genius cultivation bases are superimposed, the explosive strength and combat effectiveness are absolutely Not to be underestimated.
In any case, this system update will definitely give Fang Lang a qualitative leap in his strength!
Fang Lang originally wanted to study the system, but soon, he withdrew his mind, raised his eyes slightly, and looked into the distance.
The eyes of the two figures in the distance touched, as if invisible gunpowder was filling the air.
The saint of the demon race, and the demon son of the demon race... Fang Lang had heard the names of these two people when he accepted the invitation from Master Ciyue.
Master Ciyue's incomparable fear, even said that among the younger generation in the Tang Dynasty, no one would be an opponent of the two, even Fang Lang, and even Master Ciyue did not have much hope.
In the eyes of Master Ciyue, Fang Lang's talent and strength are good, but unfortunately, his cultivation base is too weak, and he entered the fourth rank for the first time. Talented demon saints and devils don't have any advantages.
The atmosphere is a bit intense.
Originally, the powerhouses of the demon world invited the saints of the demon race and the demon sons of the demon race to help out. When Hua's disciples helped out, the situation changed a bit.
Xuanyuan Taihua, this is a woman whose mere mention of her name is enough to cause turmoil.
Her talent is the best in two hundred years, and in just two hundred years, she has reached the realm of transcendence, and even entered the world of demons alone, fighting with demon emperors and devil emperors!
Therefore, the name of Xuanyuan Taihua's disciple is enough to attract the attention of the powerful in the demon world.
The vast sea breaks through the waves.
A gigantic turtle-shaped demon beast came wandering in, and the huge waves it set off covered everything like a canopy.
The powerhouses of the demon world stand in forests above the vast sea.
A tower of monsters filled with monsters stands on the back of the giant turtle.
The other party is floating in the vast sea, no longer moving forward, and the Buddhist pagoda in Guanfohai, as if by convention, is separated by a certain distance, and has never touched.
Mozi in black armor looked at Fang Lang with a bit of curiosity on his handsome face.
Wearing a long skirt and a veil, the demon saint with pointed ears also stared at Fang Lang.
The color of the eyes of the two people is very different from that of the human race. The eyes of the three parties stared at each other, and the eyes burst out like fireworks.
An inexplicable pressure made Fang Lang extremely depressed.
It is a kind of oppression that can be felt across the distant void, and it comes from the mutual induction between geniuses.
"The saint of the demon race, the devil of the demon race..."
Fang Lang murmured.
The cells all over my body seemed to be trembling slightly, that was excitement, that was excitement.
Beside Fang Lang, two young monks, Fa Jue and Fa He, had incomparably serious faces, even dignified in their seriousness.
It is an uncontrollable emotional outburst after sensing stress.
Fang Lang looked away, turned his head slightly, approached Master Ciyue, took a deep breath, and asked, "Master Ciyue, I have a small question."
Master Ciyue clasped her palms together, and withdrew her gaze from the world of monsters.
With kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he smiled slightly and said: "Benefactor Fang, please tell me, if the poor monk knows, he will definitely tell you."
Fang Lang grinned suddenly: "It's not a big problem, I just met the eyes of the demon saint and the demon devil, and I feel...very right, it's too late to meet each other, so, There is a presumptuous question."
"Please tell the benefactor."
Master Ciyue was somewhat puzzled, said.
It's very close to each other, and it's too late to meet each other?
The way Fang benefactor decompresses is really interesting.
Fang Lang didn't care about Master Ciyue's eyes, but asked curiously: "What is the name of this demon saint?"
Huh?
Master Ciyue was taken aback, that's it?
Fang Lang's question was actually to ask the name of the monster saint.
What kind of special hobby is this?
The saintess of the monster race...that is a foreign race from another world.
You are doomed to bad results.
Grandmaster Ciyue pursed his lips for a while, hesitant to speak, but put his palms together, still pondered for a while, and said: "The holy maiden of the demon clan is from the blood of the emperor Baidi of the demon clan, and her surname is Bai. "
"As for the name, it seems to be called Ling."
Master Ciyue said.
If you ask the people of the Great Tang Dynasty about the name of the saintess of the demon clan, most people may not know it. It is related, so the names of geniuses in the demon world will be paid special attention to.
Therefore, Master Ciyue was able to tell the name of the monster saint.
"Bai Ling?"
Fang Lang murmured, is this the name of the monster saint?
Fang Lang's eyes fluctuated slightly. He remembered the name first.
Afterwards, with a strong smile on his face, he continued to ask: "What is the name of the devil?"
Master Ciyue's bald head was bright, and she tilted her head slightly.
What do you want to do, kid? !
It's all right to ask the name of the demon saint's maiden, why don't you even let the demons go?
As for the devils of the demon race, the same **** repels each other, Master Ciyue thinks that Fang Lang can just fight directly, and everyone will be happy if he wins.
However, Master Ciyue let out a sigh of relief to Fang Fanglang's longing eyes, and said: "The devils of the demon clan come from the world of demons, the blood of the demon emperor, and their surname is Chi."
"A cloud word for a single name."
Master Ciyue said.
"Chi Yun?"
Fang Lang couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard the words.
I know the names of the demon saintess and the demon devil, and this fresh leek can finally take root and sprout!
"Thank you, Master, for your clarification."
Fang Lang clasped his fists in both hands, and then ignored the eyes from the monster saintess and the demon devil, and stood beside Master Ciyue with his hands down, as if gradually becoming a transparent person.
The other side.
Master Ciyue stopped chattering with Fang Lang, and stepped out with one step, the cassock flew up, and the whole body burst out with bright golden light, surging blood, roaring the boundless sea like a fierce beast.
Although Master Ciyue has a stooped body and a small figure, in front of the giant tortoise beast that is as huge as a mountain, it is the tortoise beast that is crushing, crawling and shivering, and the sense of fear is endless.
As for the strong man in the world of demons, there is also a person with a strong aura floating out. The demonic aura is permeating, with a pitch-black brilliance covering the world, and it is actually covering the blood of Master Ciyue.
The two competed in the sky above the vast sea, and their momentum was tumbling, and they were evenly matched.
They are discussing the details of the next stupa battle.
Beside Fang Lang, the two young monks Fajue and Fahe clenched their fists, a little excited and a little nervous.
After all, the battle for the pagoda is tantamount to entrusting the future of Guanfohai to them. If they win, the powerful people in the demon world will automatically retreat, and Guanfohai can maintain peace.
But if they are defeated, the pagoda disappears, and without the obstruction of the pagoda, the powerhouses in the world of monsters are bound to launch an attack on Guanfohai, which will lead to the devastation of Guanfohai and the people in the surrounding areas of Guanfohai.
So, they are nervous and excited.
After all, they have endured pressure and responsibilities that they shouldn't have to bear at their age.
Their eyes moved sideways and landed on Fang Lang. On the other hand, Fang Lang's eyes drooped slightly at this moment, as if he had fallen into inexplicable contemplation.
The little monk Fajue wanted to talk to Fang Lang to transfer the pressure.
However, seeing Fang Lang like this, he was too embarrassed to speak, so he turned his head and chatted with his senior brother Fahe.
At this moment, Fang Lang is calm.
"System, bind the bond object... Bai Ling."
Fang Lang said in a deep voice in his heart.
"Ding! It is detected that the binding object Bai Ling has cultivated to the fourth rank and ninth rank. The estimated time for binding is one day and one night."
Fang Lang couldn't help but startled when he heard this.
My heart twitches slightly, is it a fourth-rank and ninth-dan cultivation?
Fang Lang is now in the fourth-rank and second-stage sword artistic conception, coupled with martial arts, and the cultivation base of the technique can also shorten the binding time a lot. In fact, as long as it is not bound across ranks, the binding time It won't take too long to decide.
"Continue binding."
Fang Lang said.
"Ding! Binding in progress..."
Fang Lang was not in a hurry to use the rush card to even out the binding time of the day and night.
Instead of moving his mind, he stared at the Mozu Mozi.
"System, bind the bond object... Chi Yun."
Fang Lang continued.
"Ding! Detect and bind the bonded object, Chi Yunxiu is the fourth-rank and ninth-dan. The estimated time for binding is one day and one night."
Sure enough, the cultivation base of this demon son is also fourth rank and ninth rank.
Because the practice system of Yaomo Tianxia may be somewhat different, it may not be art cultivation, sword cultivation, etc. Therefore, above the system, it is only summarized in four grades.
"Ding! Binding in progress..."
The system prompts to bind both the demon saints and the demons.
If you don't spend the card fragments to even out the binding time, it will take a day and a night to complete the binding.
Now, in Fang Lang's props bar, after using the previous punching card, there are still three punching card fragments left, which is enough to even out the binding time.
While Fang Lang was preparing to bind the demon saint and the demon devil.
On the other side, the confrontation between Master Ciyue and the demon world powerhouse also came to an end.
The rules of the stupa battle are the same as in previous years.
It is still the choice to randomly choose a representative to fight, and it only depends on which side the genius who is still standing at the end of the stupa battle belongs to, to determine the outcome.
In short, if the genius sent by Guanfohai can win three games in a row and stand at the end, it means Guanfohai wins, and vice versa.
Grandmaster Ciyue returned, his eyes were full of solemnity.
He glanced at Fang Lang, whose eyelids were slightly drooping, and turned his eyes to Fahe.
"Fahe, the first battle, you go."
"Remember, go all out."
Master Ciyue didn't say too much, she said everything without saying anything, this battle is extremely important to Guanfohai, the victory or defeat of every battle is very important.
The burly Fahe put his palms together, bowed slightly, with a stern expression.
"The disciple will definitely go all out."
Fahe was originally a meticulous person, but now he became more and more serious, and the energy and blood in his whole body were mobilized, as if the air was bursting.
After the words fell, Fahe's whole body was shaken, and he stepped out with one step, rushed into the vast sea, and walked on the waves.
The huge waves roared like a beast.
Without a ring, the vast sea is a ring, and the surface of the sea is a battlefield.
The sky suddenly became dark and oppressive, oppressive and dull, as heavy as a mountain rain.
Fa River fell on the surface of the sea, the sea was choppy and the water was choppy, but he stood on the surface of the sea, but there was no sign of sinking into the sea at all.
On the other side, the side of the world of demons sent out... the saint of the demon clan!
It is not another demon genius besides the demon saint and the demon devil.
Instead, they dispatched the monster saint from the very beginning, without any intention of covering up their hole cards!
"The world of demons, the lineage of the white emperor of the demon clan, Bai Ling."
Wearing a veil, the saintess of the monster clan has fair skin and looks a bit bewitching, with black hair flying, and a look of pride bursting out from her blue eyes.
"Looking at the sea of Buddha, the river of law."
Monk Fahe said very little, and when he finished speaking, he clapped his palms together.
The eyes of Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon clan, gleamed under the veil, and then, the energy in her body burst out, and her hair poured into the sky.
But seeing the demon saint raised her hand, her clenched fist was filled with terrifying qi and blood roaring, and behind her was a phantom of a giant bird with wings spread!
As soon as Bai Ling, the holy maiden of the demon race, made a move, she didn't hold back anything.
The dispute over the pagoda is very important, and Bai Ling will not let anything go!
But the monk Fahe clasped his palms together, with an extremely serious face, walking on the sea, every step he took, the waves of the sea trembled, followed by the suppressed silence of the sea.
Countless qi and blood rushed up, but it didn't stir the water in the sea.
Monk Fahe's body was full of golden light that could not be dissipated, and gradually rolled his blood, and there was a burst of Buddha's light.
It's just the monk Fahe of the fourth rank, who actually burst out the Buddha's light of watching the sea of Buddha.
Like an arhat with qi and blood, walking on foot, like a golden sun on a big day, dazzling!
"Amitabha, please enlighten me!"
Monk Fahe's eyes were shining brightly.
With palms together, there seems to be a big Buddha holding a golden bell entrenched in the vast sea behind him.
The sea water is smudged into golden yellow, and the endless Buddha light shines all over the world.
Fahe walks on foot on the sea, step by step, like a giant clock moving.
"Big Buddha Golden Bell!"
The giant bird behind Bai Ling, the saint of the demon race, spread its wings, and its long skirt and veil flew up, its pointed ears moved slightly, and its eyes flickered with solemnity.
Being able to be sent by Guanfohai to participate in the battle for the pagoda means that Fahe is definitely a monster among the younger generation.
Therefore, Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster race, did not underestimate the enemy.
She raised her hand, Yaozu is good at physique, and the body is unparalleled.
However, as she shook hands, a white feather turned into a white feathered sword.
That is a magical and magical sword, with endless sword lights intertwined and criss-crossing, piercing the sea and piercing the sky!
Master Fahe walked on foot towards Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon tribe.
Bai Ling's blue eyes froze, and she slashed out with a sword.
A sword seems to cut through the endless air flow above the vast sea, like a giant hammer.
Slashing with a sword on the big Buddha in that Fahe River, it was like a giant bird hitting the Buddha in an instant!
When!
There was a loud noise, as if the thousand-year-old bell in the sea of Buddhas was smashed!
The heavy bell sounded melodiously in all directions, and the blasting waves set off terrifying waves.
Monk Fahe's figure froze, with blood dripping from his mouth and nose, but he still clasped his palms together, his eyes were determined, and he continued to walk.
Following that, he took a step forward, and the energy and spirit on his body was like a mountain torrent, with many waves!
"Amitabha, female donor, come again."
Fahe's body became more and more burly, and the Buddha's light around him became more and more intense!
Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster clan, with her hair and long skirt flying, holding a sword in her hand, watching Fahe continue to move forward, rolled up her sword again, and cut out her sword light.
One sword, two swords, three swords...
The saintess of the demon clan no longer holds back her hands, and uses all her strength to slash thirteen swords in a row!
Like thousands of thunderbolts blasting together!
In just a blink of an eye, Fahe only took three steps forward, his body was covered in blood, his body turned into a blood man, and the phantom of the big Buddha behind him was already full of cracks!
"Good, good, good..."
"Among the same level, there are not many people who can bear my thirteen swords."
Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon clan, couldn't help but praise three times.
Look at the sea of Buddha.
Fang Lang, who closed his eyes tightly, opened them slowly, staring at the battle at sea.
Monk Fajue had already clenched his fists, his eyes were red.
Grandmaster Ciyue let out a long sigh: "The saintess of the monster race is indeed a monster with a bone comparable to the most holy..."
And above the vast sea.
Monk Fahe, who was covered in blood, walked up to Bailing, the saintess of the demon clan, and shouted angrily.
Holding the golden bell in his arms, he smashed it out.
The world seems to be overshadowed by the eyes of the monster saintess at this moment.
This was the blow that Monk Fahe desperately needed to cross the vast sea and carry thirteen swords.
The Buddha embraces the golden bell that gathers all the blood, spirit, and spiritual thoughts!
The saintess of the demon clan raised her sword, and her fair skin was instantly stained with a blush. Then, behind her, a giant white bird spread its wings like a roc, and suddenly struck horizontally!
There was a loud noise, like thunder on the surface of the sea!
Ripples spread and ripple continuously.
The figure of the demon saint was thrown out, pulling a ravine hundreds of feet across the sea, and the veil covering her face was torn apart by the smash, revealing the enchanting monster of the world. face.
The monk Fahe was bleeding all over his body, his energy and energy were exhausted, he was panting like a dragon, and fell on his back on the sea surface, rising and falling with the waves.
"Good."
Holding the white long sword, the maiden of the demon tribe gave her a compliment with her red lips slightly parted.
The monks watching the sea of Buddha are really strong, especially Fahe, who are not afraid of death, almost sacrificing their own strength, just to hit her hard.
Master Ciyue floated into the sea.
Filled up the blood-stained monk Fahe.
"Master, I lost."
Monk Fahe, his face is earthy.
"Amitabha~IndoMTL.com~You did your best."
Master Ciyue did not blame anything, with a kind smile on her face.
Among the same rank, the monster saint who possesses almost the most sacred bone talent is almost invincible. Among the younger generation in the Tang Dynasty, there is no one who can beat her.
Perhaps, only two hundred years ago, Xuanyuan Taihua of the same level might be able to fight against him.
Master Ciyue sighed.
Turning to look at Monk Fajue, on the surface of the sea, the holy maiden of the monster clan stood with a sword in her hand.
However, just when Master Ciyue was about to let Monk Fajue play.
Fang Lang, who turned into a little transparent, stretched and yawned, with white clothes fluttering and a smile on his face.
"Master Ciyue, Fajue is our trump card, and the trump card is naturally the last to appear..."
"The second battle, let me do it."