Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 641

"The tide of blood is on."

In the wolf domain, the blood devoured the forest, and the wolf queen Beja stood on the top platform of the wolf fort, looking up at a blood line that slowly appeared over the southern wilderness.

After the blood line, as if the tide was rushing, the luck of the demon clan appeared in the sky of the Southern Wilderness like the sea, and quickly spread out.

"The human race intervenes this time, but it saves me the means to deal with the Buddhism in the Western Regions." Bejia smiled lightly, "It would have taken a lot of work, but now the Buddhism in the Western Regions is the first to be out."

Two hands stretched out from behind Becca, pressed against the towering arc of Becca's chest, and hugged her tightly. Lang Mie kissed this Becca's neck and said, "Five hundred years of layout, thank you for your hard work."

Bejia stretched out her hand, grabbed Lang Mie's strong arm, and panted, "Alang, it's still... the last... step, don't... take it lightly... heart... um~~"

"Don't be in a hurry, let them fight for a while." Lang Mie directly picked up Beja, "Wang Yan has already started hunting."

"As long as Wen Yunsun acts, he is my prey!"

"After today, Nanhuang will give birth to the sixth emperor demon bloodline - the wolf clan!"

"Our child will be the first heir..."

After speaking, Lang Mie hugged Becca and walked towards the bedroom...

Fangcun Mountain.

"It's started?" Chen Luo looked at the cloud of qi and blood in the sky, and hurriedly said to Wen Yunsun, "Uncle, hurry up and breathe!"

"We canonize!"

Wen Yunsun shook his head slightly: "How can it be so simple?"

"Although the human race has reached a tidal agreement with Nanhuang, the human race is different from the demon race after all. The tide of blood is limited, and the demon race will not allow the human race to absorb the luck so easily to become a saint."

"Every time there will be a war against the human race."

"This is just the beginning, the human race can't take the lead first, let the demon race begin to break through the ancestral demon realm first."

Chen Luo suddenly realized: "Let the demon clan fight themselves first?"

"Yes, the demon clan is just a general term, and the internal division is particularly serious. My human clan's strategy has always been to let the demon clan mess up first, and then fish in troubled waters."

"Why do you think the dignified church master throws his face on the ground and plays a fool?"

"In the past, every time the great Confucian of the human race entered the Southern Wilderness, he was stalked by the Monster Race, and the success rate of being a saint was less than 30%, but many great Confucians fell because of this."

"This time, thanks to you, I used the excuse of attacking Buddhism in the Western Regions to find an opportunity to avoid the eyes of the demon clan and let the great Confucians sneak into the Southern Wilderness."

Chen Luo scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said modestly: "Oh, I just provided a simple information, it's nothing, the main thing is that the hall master is blackhearted, and it has little to do with me."

"But Uncle Wen, what if the demon clan keeps holding on to their troops?"

"Impossible!" Wen Yunsun shook his head and said, "This tidal luck will have an effect on the entire Southern Wilderness Monster Race. If those peak great saints are not canonized, they will be absorbed by the ordinary Monster Race."

"My human race can do it, and I would rather not be a saint, but also have a strong race; can there be a hundred and ten races within his demon race?"

Chen Luo seemed to have thought of something, and as soon as his heart moved, he sensed that the Fangcun Mountain monsters, such as horses walking the sun and chasing the moon, were closing their eyes and meditating, absorbing the power of blood in the tide.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Mastiff Lingling with Erlang's legs crossed, sitting in the yard and eating fruit.

Hmph, the Canglong lineage has offended the son to death, and he still has no way out?

What tidal luck do you care about!

Isn't the blood of the real dragon fragrant?

Chen Luo turned back to his mind and looked at Wen Yunsun: "Uncle, what are your plans?"

Wen Yunsun shook his head lightly: "This old man, the Southern King, has been in the Southern Wilderness for half a year, and he has offended a lot of forces and exposed a lot of strength."

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"

Having said that, Wen Yunsun saw Chen Luo's face showing concern, and patted Chen Luo's shoulder: "It is so easy to confer sainthood."

"Don't worry, this old man will make it through!"

"Yeah!" Chen Luo nodded heavily.

If this old man with the most righteousness in front of him cannot be canonized, who else is qualified to be canonized?

"Okay, no more to say." Wen Yunsun looked up at the sky and said, "This old man should not act near Fangcun Mountain, so as not to affect you."

"Under the tide of blood, you need to think twice before you act."

"Fortunately, your Bamboo Forest boss didn't come!"

After speaking, Wen Yunsun took a step back, and the figure slowly dissipated, but at the end he left a paragraph, which echoed in place——

"Don't worry about your third senior brother."

"His identity has not been exposed, and no one knows that he is a disciple of Zhulin."

Chen Luo looked at the place where Wen Yunsun disappeared, and listened to Wen Yunsun's words, suddenly on a whim.

I always feel like something extraordinary is going to happen...

Sizhuguo, a remote mountain.

The space fluctuated like a water pattern, and then it was as if a hand tore the space apart, revealing space gaps.

Looking through the space gap, it is not a void full of spatial turbulence, but a green mountain forest.

Immediately afterwards, a figure with a beautiful face came out of the crack, with a frown, Shanchuan sighed, the corner of his mouth twitched, and Hundred Flowers smiled.

"Wait!" Bai Xiao raised his head, looked at the tide of blood in the sky, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He is Bai Ze, born with two hearts, so his practice is twice as fast as normal, and he has already cultivated to the peak of the Great Sage. This is the blessing of two hearts.

But both success and failure are also double-hearted. When he was promoted to Ancestral Demon, he had to suffer twice as much catastrophe.

Even if he gave another heart to his younger brother, this cycle of heavenly principles cannot be changed. In desperation, he escaped from the world in the Tianjue Forest, waiting for an opportunity.

Now there is a tide of blood, which should help him through this calamity.

Next, as long as you keep a good time, you can take that step!

There should be no surprises...

"Third Junior Brother, come here for my brother!"

Bai Xiao was startled, followed the voice and saw a flash of sword light falling in front of him. The sword light dissipated, revealing a handsome figure.

Tsing Yi long sword, romantic and suave.

It is Senior Brother Bamboo Forest—Lang Feixian!

"Big...Senior brother, why are you here?" Bai Xiao was stunned, didn't the master let himself act according to the situation before going to the outer world, and advance in troubled waters?

"Naturally it's coming to Lang... No, the teacher is far away, the eldest brother is like a father, I'm here to protect you!" Lang Feixian said with a serious face, "Third Junior Brother, with me here, I will definitely not let others Ancestral demon disturbs you!"

Bai Xiao: (;?_?)

Senior Brother, let's just say, is there a possibility.

That's because Nanhuang didn't know that I was a disciple of Bamboo Forest, I was just Bai Ze who had a single family, maybe it was because of the younger brother's face, in fact, they wouldn't stop me too violently!

Feeling Bai Xiao's worry, Lang Feixian smiled boldly: "Third Junior Brother, don't worry! Your Senior Senior Brother is the one who has slaughtered the savage gods, and now I am stronger!"

"You advance now, and the big brother is here to protect you!"

"No, eldest brother, that's it..." Bai Xiao said quickly, "Actually..."

"Someone's here!" Lang Feixian said coldly, looking in one direction at the horizon, holding the three-foot long sword tightly in his hand, the righteous energy in his body condensed and did not emit.

How daring to come alone!

Today, let this sword open my way to protect the Tao!

"The long sword falls..." Just as Lang Feixian was about to make a move, he heard Bai Xiao shouting: "Senior brother, stop, it's my own!"

Lang Feixian blocked his chest with a sigh of righteousness, and reluctantly pressed it back, and saw that the red blood light that flew directly fell on Bai Xiao's side.

The blood light dissipated, revealing a stunningly beautiful woman in a palace attire and gorgeous clothes. The eight fox tails behind the woman were particularly eye-catching.

"Xiaolang, you're out!" Bai Yanyan stepped forward to stop Bai Xiao's arm, his eyes turned into stars, "Today, the concubine is here to protect you!"

Bai Xiao looked at Lang Feixian with some embarrassment: "Senior brother, this is... Bai Yanyan, the ruler of Qingqiu."

At this time, Bai Yanyan realized that there was still a person standing several feet away. When he heard that the other party was Senior Brother Zhulin, he immediately restrained his demeanor, and went up to the front to give a blessing: "Fox Girl Bai Yanyan, I have seen Senior Brother."

Lang Feixian: (⊙_⊙)

However, Lang Feixian quickly reacted: "Brother and sister, right? I think you are also at the peak of your cultivation, so today I will protect the Dao for you, and treat it as a meeting gift for my senior brother."

Bai Yanyan hurriedly shook his head: "Don't bother Senior Brother. Yan Yan's foundation is not stable. Blind promotion will only damage his potential. This time, Yan Yan will not participate in the blood tide..."

After speaking, Bai Yanyan looked at Bai Xiao with passion: "I'm only here today to protect Dao Xiaolang."

Lang Feixian opened his mouth and said reluctantly: "Alright, there are younger brothers and sisters who are protecting the junior and junior brothers with me... Well, someone else is here!"

Bai Yanyan frowned, and his body suddenly burst out with demonic energy. Seeing Bai Yanyan's reaction, Lang Feixian smiled lightly: "Brother and sister, don't be alarmed, watch the senior brother cut..."

"Senior brother, wait a minute, my own!" Bai Xiao shouted again.

When Lang Feixian's sword was drawn halfway, it suddenly stopped, and another ray of light fell on Bai Xiao's side. The ray of light dissipated, revealing a sassy woman covered in armor and wearing a high ponytail.

"Xiaolang, Gan Tang protects you!"

After speaking, Gan Tang looked at Bai Yanyan again, and Bai Yanyan snorted coldly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Bai Xiao quickly pulled Gan Tang and introduced Lang Feixian: "Gan Tang, this is my senior brother."

"Senior brother, this is Gan Tang from the Qilin Domain."

Gan Tang's eyes originally fell on the sword in Lang Feixian's hand, but when he heard that it was Senior Brother Bai Xiao, his face softened immediately, he took two steps forward, clasped his fists with both hands, and said, "Gan Tang has seen Senior Brother!"

Lang Feixian: ヾ(?д?)?

Lang Feixian threw a look at Bai Xiao: This is also a younger brother and sister?

Bai Xiao secretly returned his eyes: Alas, it's hard to say.

Lang Feixian looked at Gan Tang and nodded: "This younger brother and sister is also at the peak, so I just happen to be protecting the Dao for you..."

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother!" Gan Tang bowed again and said, "I am the blood of the Hidden Qilin, and I don't need the tide of blood. This time I made a special trip to protect Xiaolang!"

Lang Feixian: ヾ('▽';)ゝ

Don't say that, it seems that I am redundant!

At this moment, Lang Feixian's eyes suddenly became stern, and he looked in one direction again, but he turned his head to see the explosive momentum of Bai Yanyan and Gan Tang, and suddenly he was not in a hurry.

He glanced at Bai Xiao: This is also his own?

Bai Xiao nodded: It seems, should, maybe, yes!

Sure enough, the light fell, and an elegant figure in a long robe said softly: "Congratulations Xiaolang for leaving the customs, Jian Jiate came to protect you!"

"Come here, Jianjia, let me introduce you, this is my senior brother."

"Senior brother, this is the Great Sage Jianjia of the Wutong Forest."

Lang Feixian looked at Jianjia, and said helplessly, "This... younger brother and sister, presumably you won't participate in the tide of blood this time?"

The Great Sage Jianjia smiled softly: "Eldest brother's eyes are like torches, what Jianjia repairs is the woody Origin Qi of the Qinglong Emperor, there is no need to fight for the tide of blood."

"This trip is specially for Xiaolang to protect the Dao."

Lang Feixian: Aba Aba.

Looking at the three women surrounding Bai Xiao, Lang Feixian was holding the long sword in his hand, and one hand kept groping for the hilt of the sword, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?

In this case, he still Baba came to protect others!

Three lines of defense have been built on the road.

In this situation, why didn't the younger brother say anything when he was in the bamboo forest!

How did a good adventure scene suddenly become an ethical scene?

The young couple... the matter of the little four, what are you messing with?

It's still a little junior brother, and a pair of six junior sisters, it's easy to tease yourself.

Bai Xiao also noticed Lang Feixian, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior Brother..."

Lang Feixian waved his hand, don't call me Big Brother, you are the Big Brother.

I am a wave at most, you are a wave...

"Brothers and sisters, I didn't have any preparations to meet for the first time..." Said, Lang Feixian spread out his hand, and three lotus seeds appeared in his hand, "This, let's take it as a gift."

Saying that, Lang Feixian suddenly thought about it, and the three lotus seeds sprouted in an instant, pulled off branches, and opened into three green lotus buds. At this time, the green lotus was slowly blooming.

"Senior Brother!" Bai Xiao frowned, "Lotus seeds are fine, no need to bloom!"

Speaking, he explained to the three great sages: "This is the eldest brother's Wenhua Qinglian, which can enhance the literary talent. It blooms in an instant, and the eldest brother needs to use the source to motivate."

The three great sages were also surprised when they heard the words, and they quickly said in unison: "Elder brother, no!"

"It's okay!" Lang Feixian floated the three green lotuses in front of the three great saints, and said lightly, "I think about it."

"May the future heir of the third junior brother be Wenhua splendid!"

Hearing what Lang Feixian said, the three great sages all blushed, but at the same time they all shrugged and accepted.

"I thought about it, let's go to the junior brother's place to see." Lang Feixian sighed, "The third junior brother, I will ask the three younger brothers and sisters."

The three great sages hurriedly saluted: "Please rest assured, senior brother, I will definitely protect Xiaolang!"

Lang Feixian waved his hand, turned into a blue light and left quickly.

Seeing Lang Feixian's disappearing figure, Bai Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, my identity will not be revealed.

but……

Bai Xiao looked at the sparks in the eyes of Bai Yanyan, Jianjia, and Gan Tang when they looked at each other, and sighed again.

Come to an enemy quickly, let them share the enemy!

Lang Feixian flew over the Southern Wilderness.

Go to Fangcun Mountain?

Just kidding, what to do there!

Little Junior Brother is far from being a saint.

Besides, the younger brother did not call himself when he went to the Nether.

angry!

Come all come.

Always have a go.

If you don't kill an ancestor demon, it feels like this trip is in vain!

But... I feel that the current Southern Wilderness is a little calm.

Everyone is holding back!

What are you holding back, get up!

If you don't get excited, how can my third junior brother and the great Confucians of the human race find an opportunity to prove the Dao!

The church gang was too cautious.

Waiting for the infighting of the demon clan, how long will it take, and how much of this tidal luck will be left for the clan!

Gotta stimulate them!

You think I'm a wave, I'm stupid, and I don't look very smart.

In fact, I am just like the second junior sister, a witty one!

It's just, which demon clan to use first?

Chen Luo stood on the top of Fangcun Mountain, feeling the depressing atmosphere of Nanhuang.

The human race has to wait for the infighting of the demon clan, and the demon clan is not stupid, and they are unwilling to be the first demon clan to emerge.

But because he has written a lot of monster clan's strange texts during this time, the speed of low-level monster clan absorbing the blood of the tide is much faster.

Now let's see which big injustice stands out first.

At this moment, Chen Luo's mind moved, and he sensed that the tension in the world seemed to have changed a little.

Colorful fairyland.

Lang Feixian stood in the clouds, looking at the colorful fairyland from a distance.

It's them, they don't deal with the younger brother!

Last time I taught Canglong a lesson, this time it's your turn.

Lang Feixian took a deep breath.

Lang is also not blind waves without a purpose, to provoke the tiger clan and the wolf clan, that is courting death.

There are two ancestral demons in the Peacock family, one is said to be closed, and the other is older.

You can give it a try.

Lang Feixian shook the long sword in his hand, and immediately behind him, a lot of sword energy green lotuses appeared, the green lotus bloomed, and the sword energy overflowed.

Lang Feixian took a deep breath and recited aloud: "You can't see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it runs to the sea and will not return!"

Following the poem's exit, Lang Feixian's long sword pointed towards the Wucai Xianyu, and immediately countless sword energy green lotuses gathered together, turning into a long river of sword energy, heading straight for the Wucai Xianyu.

Immediately afterwards, the second line of poetry sounded: "Don't see you, Gaotang Mingjing is sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow!"

Immediately the remaining sword qi Qinglian exudes the vicissitudes of time, as if it turned into a bright mirror hanging in the air, and countless sword qi brilliance was released from the mirror, and went straight to the colorful fairyland.

The first sword, breaking the world!

The second sword, cut the years!

After the two swords were fought, Lang Feixian put away the long sword, turned around and ran.

A false wave is a bow and a dash.

The real wave is to hit and run.

When Lang Feixian flew a hundred miles away, two sword qi attacks finally fell. The first sword qi made a small hole in the beast blood formation, and the second sword qi fell directly into the colorful fairyland. .

In an instant, there was a great cry.

"My face! What's wrong with my face..."

"Don't, I have long nasolabial folds... Flatten it for me!"

"My hair, my colorful hair..."

"No, my skin, why is it not smooth... Who is it, who is it!"

"I don't want to be old, I don't want to be old! What's the point of my life, farewell..."

Unexpectedly, the sword qi of the years achieved unexpected brilliant results in the Wucai Xianyu.

At this moment, a five-colored demonic aura shot into the sky, and a phantom of a star with a colorful screen behind it quickly emerged, and the Zuxing roared angrily: "Who is it!"

"Human, who is it!"

It's just that before he finished speaking, there was a chanting sound: "Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen nine days!"

I saw the sky above the ancestor star, the sky changed color and turned into a galaxy, but if you look closely, the galaxy is all composed of sword energy.

As the poem was recited, the entire Sword Qi Galaxy crashed down, and the Sword Qi Galaxy just dropped a few feet before disappearing out of thin air.

Instead of disappearing, it directly shatters the space and shoots into the void.

Suddenly, there was a muffled hum in the void, and there were also cracks on the open screen of the ancestor star!

At this time, the figure of Lang Feixian also appeared.

I ran, I pretended.

The real wave, there is no escape, only the momentum.

"Ah—" At this time, the void was torn apart, and an old man with heavy makeup came out of the void, and three sword marks penetrated the opponent's cheek!

"Bastard!"

The Peacock Ancestral Demon touched his face, and was instantly furious. His peerless appearance was ruined!

"Human, I want you to be buried with my face!"

Said, the peacock ancestor turned into a five-colored light and flew towards Lang Feixian. Lang Feixian took his time and clenched the long sword in his hand.

But just when the Peacock Ancestor Demon was not far from him, Lang Feixian waved his other hand suddenly.

A bamboo shadow appeared out of thin air and slapped the Peacock Ancestor Demon steadily.

Half holy blow!

Yu Wuji gave Chen Luo a life-saving half-sacred blow, how could he not give Lang Feixian, the most surly?

A bamboo shadow fell, and the peacock ancestral demon felt that his soul was almost cracked, and the illusory shadow of the ancestral demon in the air was even more cracked, as if it would shatter in the next moment.

"Human, this ancestor still has a breath, it's you..." Before the Peacock Ancestor Yao finished speaking, Lang Feixian had already thrown the long sword in his hand high.

"I would like to put down my sword and cut Loulan straight!"

The voice fell, and the long sword instantly turned into a giant sword and slashed down. The Peacock Ancestral Demon was shocked and was about to turn into a five-colored light to escape, but found that when he was just drawn by the bamboo shadow, his blood It was torn apart, and it will take a while to reunite.

It's just that he didn't have a moment.

Looking up again, the huge long sword has reached the top of his head. Next, the long sword directly cuts through the neck of the Peacock Ancestral Demon, and the corpse is separated in an instant!

At the same time, the Ancestral Star phantom in the air also trembled and shattered.

All of this, from Lang Feixian condensing two swords and hitting the colorful fairyland, to the final sword slaying the ancestor demon, it is slow to say, but in reality, it is only a dozen breaths of time.

How long before the blood tide started, an ancestor demon perished.

Until this time, perhaps it was deliberate, or perhaps it was only noticed that a Dao Ancestor Demon's gaze moved over belatedly.

"It's Immortal Lang Feixian!" Ancestral Demon immediately recognized the identity of Immortal Lang Feixian.

"Lang Feixian, he can't be canonized, otherwise he will be the second Yu Wuji!"

Lang Feixian was stunned: I am not canonized, I just stimulate you.

Um? wrong!

They don't know what I gave to my junior brother!

In their eyes, I am a great scholar in the realm of seeking, and of course I am here to be canonized!

Thinking of this, Lang Feixian suddenly became interested, screamed in the sky, and rose to the sky with awe.

"Hahahaha, be happy, be happy!"

"First cut down an ancestor demon, in order to wave someone's holy flag today!"

"Wait for me to be consecrated and pacify the Southern Wilderness!"

As soon as Lang Feixian's voice fell, Wucai Xianyu shook endlessly, and a powerful momentum emanated.

It was the peacock ancestor who was in seclusion who came out.

"Lang Feixian, with the ancestor here, you can't even think of being a saint!" A roar came from the colorful fairyland.

Lang Feixian glanced at Wucai Xianyu and snorted coldly.

I am not canonized, I am walking the ancestral demon!

Lang Feixian moved and flew into the distance in an instant!

Immediately afterwards, a five-color streamer flew out of the five-color fairyland ~www.mtlnovel.com~ chasing after Lang Feixian.

In the other direction, another ancestral demon star emerged, turned into a **** light, and chased towards Lang Feixian.

"Promotion!"

With Lang Feixian's stirring up, the Ancestral Demon began to end, and the balanced scene of the Southern Wilderness was instantly broken, and the peak saints immediately began to absorb the tidal luck and seek a breakthrough!

"Let's start too." The voice of the human race came from the secret place of Nanhuang.

Fangcunshan, Chen Luo looked at the sky helplessly.

Sure enough, the accident happened.

Senior brother, don't make trouble.

Uncle Wen said that on the first day of the blood tide, everyone was holding back.

I haven't finished a pot of tea yet, so you've heated up the place.

The professional atmosphere team is not as strong as you!

I would like to call you the most unpredictable factor in the Terran camp!

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