"The forty-seventh year of Daxuan Zhenghe, autumn, the sixth day of September."
"It's the time of the tide of blood in the Southern Wilderness. Tens of thousands of demons are raising their heads, and all the scholars are here, vying for a chance to attain enlightenment."
"Elder Brother Bamboo Forest of the Human Race, and the Immortal Langfei of the Blood Slaughter, took advantage of the power of wind and thunder to make the first sound of the Luo Zhengdao. They used "Jiang Jin Jiu" as a signal to break through the colorful fairyland of the Peacock Clan. Wherever the sword light fell, bird feathers flew."
"Kong Susu, the ancestral peacock demon, wanted to kill Lang Feixian, but Lang Feixian killed him with his sword using the 'Galaxy Falls Nine Heavens'!"
"At that moment, the sword flew across the sky, the stars shattered, and the Southern Wasteland was shaken."
"This is the first ancestral demon realm of the Fall of the Bloodline Tide!"
"Lang Feixian, with the realm of great Confucianism, first killed the barbarian gods in the northern barbarians, and now he kills the ancestral monsters in the southern wilderness."
"The figure is like the wind, the sword is like thunder, traveling across the southern wilderness, across the world."
"Mighty! So majestic!"
"I'm so lucky to see you personally!"
"Tai Shigong said: It is a pity that Chen Luo, the master of martial arts, was born ten years later and did not meet this opportunity. Otherwise, he would have been able to become a saint at this time. If so, the two heroes of the Bamboo Forest fighting side by side in the Southern Wilderness will be one of the great powers of the human race. It’s a good story passed down from generation to generation.”
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"Stimulate!"
"It's so exciting!"
Lang Feixian's face turned red and his heartbeat accelerated.
It's exciting.
He kept traveling through space, but the ancestral demon behind him was chasing after him.
As a long-established and powerful clan in the Southern Wilderness, the Peacock Clan is naturally indispensable for the Clan, and among these Clan, there are also ancestral demons.
Currently, the ancestral demons chasing Lang Feixian include the peacock ancestral demon, the golden pheasant ancestral demon, and the cormorant ancestral demon.
Really walking a bird...
"Are you just three eggs?" Lang Feixian shouted loudly as he ran away, "Come on, come after me!"
"This great scholar is canonized today, and no one can stop me!"
…
"It's too dangerous." Chen Luo looked anxious on Fangcun Mountain.
No matter how powerful the senior brother is, it is still too difficult to deal with the three ancestral demons.
what to do?
At this moment, a tree behind Chen Luo shook slightly, and a voice came out: "Junior brother, don't worry."
Chen Luo: (?Д?)ノ
Damn it!
what's the situation!
Chen Luo suddenly looked back at the tree behind him.
This tree was so lifelike that if he hadn't made a sound, he wouldn't have noticed it.
No, this is Fangcun Mountain.
How could I not know!
unless……
"Seventh...seventh senior brother?"
"Yes, 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 me."
Chen Luo: ~(′ー｀~)
"By the way, the flower a hundred steps to your right, with its slightly yellowed petals, is also me."
"Thirty steps from your door, the dew on the weeds under the stone is also me."
"The firewood in the third row and seventh block in the corner of the woodshed is mine."
"And half of the fish in Jingze Lake are me!"
Chen Luo: (#?д??)
Seventh Senior Brother, what are you doing?
Peek-a-boo?
"You are suddenly going to Netherworld. I was worried that something might happen to you in Fangcun Mountain, so I made some arrangements just to be on the safe side. I haven't had time to tell you yet!"
"Thank you for your care, senior brother." Chen Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he quickly thought of the topic and said via voice message, "Seventh senior brother, what should we do now with senior brother?"
"It's okay, I know he's a promiscuous guy, and I made some immature preparations."
For some reason, Chen Luo suddenly felt at ease when he heard the seventh senior brother say that he had made some preparations.
…
At this moment, the bloodline tidal clouds in the sky in the Southern Wilderness formed whirlpools one after another, and the bloody luck could be seen with the naked eye, falling like whirlpool wind pillars to various parts of the Southern Wilderness.
This is the performance of the pinnacle great sage and the seeking great scholar absorbing luck.
But now, at a glance, there are at least a hundred whirlpool wind pillars, but can hundreds of ancestor demons and saints be born?
impossible!
At this moment, the killing begins!
"Today, my teacher, Zhang Kong, was promoted to the Ancestral Demon!" A green lion demon transformed into its original form. Its body, which was ten feet in size, was filled with the power of the explosion. He stood on a cliff, opened his mouth, and received a large amount of tidal luck. sucked into his mouth.
At this moment, a ray of light fell. The Blue Lion Great Sage Master Zhangkong was unable to dodge, and was directly split into two halves by the ray of light. The bloodline tide and luck that had been absorbed along with his own bloodline aura turned into blood. Flying in the air, but suddenly a suction force came, swallowing the luck and breath into his belly.
"Feng Bugui, what do you mean!" A giant golden lion appeared in the sky above the territory of the Lion Clan, exuding the pressure of the ancestral demon, "I, the Lion Clan, are the slaves of your Tiger Clan!"
At this time, the figures of the Wing Tigers slowly appeared in the sky, and the two huge wings behind them spread out, as if blocking the sun.
"Master Zhangkong secretly colluded with the Western Region Buddhism, Lion Ancestor, don't you know?" Feng Bugui glanced at the Lion Ancestor Demon lightly, and the aura on his body was suddenly released, and he actually withstood the Lion Ancestor's pressure.
Then Feng Bugui used his hand to pick out a relic from the corpse of Master Zhangkong.
"Let's choose someone else to advance." Feng Bugui left this sentence and disappeared directly. The Lion Ancestor hesitated for a moment, but finally did not take action.
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Another place.
In the open plain, thousands of meerkats were sitting cross-legged. Right in front of them, a Mongoose Monkey King absorbed the tidal luck, and its body began to grow rapidly.
At this moment, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky. The figure was a hundred feet long. It swallowed snake letters and suddenly jumped towards the Mongoose Monkey King.
At the same time, there was a fluctuation in the space. A mongoose ancestor demon that was also a hundred feet tall came out of the void and stretched out its claws to catch the python ancestor demon. However, a black hill fell from the sky and headed directly towards the mongoose ancestor demon. Suppressed and left.
"Black Turtle Ancestor Demon!" The Meerkat Ancestor Demon was shocked. He quickly raised his hand and formed a barrier to block the Black Turtle Ancestor Demon's suppression. He shouted: "The Black Turtle Clan, our clan and the Snake Python Clan are feuding. , why did you interfere!"
The black turtle ancestral demon said nothing, and at this time, the snake clan ancestral demon had already arrived in front of the meerkat sage, opened its huge mouth, revealed the snake's innate magical power, and directly swallowed the opponent into its belly!
After the basal snake ancestral demon devoured the meerkat sage, it quickly left in the air, and the black turtle ancestral demon also disappeared.
Sadness quickly spread across the grassland. The mongoose ancestor demon took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said: "Yu Yuan Country! Yu Yuan Country! Okay, you are fine!"
After saying that, he waved his hand and directly brought all the mongoose demons on the plain into his ancestral star space, and then disappeared in a flash.
…
An ancestral demon crosses the Qilin Domain.
"Don't worry, Qilin King!"
"I used this road to go south to do business. I will never stop. I hope you can give me some face!"
As soon as the ancestral demon finished speaking, a heavy fist suddenly blasted through the void and hit the ancestral demon directly. The ancestor demon was shocked, and said while resisting: "I am just borrowing the way, borrowing..."
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the ancestor demon was directly beaten to death.
"Who are you talking to here?"
"You want me to give you face, do you think you are an old Qinglong?"
In the rain of blood, the Qilin King emerged with a curse, took a deep breath, and then spoke with a voice like thunder——
"Qilin Territory, do not participate in the bloodline tide!"
"Those who cross the line will be killed!"
After the words fell, the Qilin Beast Blood Formation, which exuded huge power, opened and directly enveloped the entire Qilin Domain.
…
"Seventh Senior Brother, in this situation, am I, the great scholar of the human race, in danger?" Chen Luo sensed that there were killings everywhere in the Southern Wasteland. Those usually high-ranking first-class great saints, peak great saints and even ancestor demons were constantly falling, and he suddenly felt in his heart Somewhat anxious.
There are only three half-saints in the human race to protect the way, and one of them is a half-saint from the Fang family. How can they protect him!
"Nothing happens for the time being." "Senior Brother Luo Ye Seventh" Ye Jian shook his head as if shaking his head and explained, "Being a saint from the human race is different from returning to the ancestors from the demon race."
"The demon clan can just absorb the blood and luck directly."
"If I, the human race, want to seek sainthood, I must first reorganize my own principles and sort out my own knowledge."
"Search, seek, seek, 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, I, the great scholar of the human race, should still be in the process of enlightenment and not participating in the fight. The vision of enlightenment now is obscured by the blood evil aura, which is actually a good thing."
"Every bloodline tide in the past, because we waited too long before, the time for enlightenment in the end was too short. Senior brother also made mistakes in calculations and made great achievements!"
"Well, that's it..." Chen Luo nodded and suddenly realized, "That's right, Senior Brother!"
How is Big Brother doing now?
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"The river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky are like the Big Dipper..."
"Let's go if we say we can. You have everything, I have everything..."
Lang Feixian, who was escaping quickly, felt that the song that his junior brother hummed so casually could express his feelings so well.
“When you see an injustice on the road, you roar, and you take action when it’s time to take action, and you rush through Kyushu like a storm…”
However... Lang Feixian looked back at the three ancestral monsters chasing after him, feeling a little regretful.
I've already been around the Southern Wilderness, why are you three the only ones who have never left me, and no new ones have joined?
This is looking down on me!
Let me repeat, in a real wave, there is no escape, only momentum.
Forget it, it’s just you.
Lang Feixian put his hand into his arms, and when he took it out, there were two small paper figures in his hand.
I saw the little paper figures written on them: Wild Waves No. 1, Wild Waves No. 2.
Immediately afterwards, he injected Haoran's righteousness into the paper man and suddenly threw the paper man forward.
"Bang!" "Bang!" Two more Langfeixian appeared, flying side by side with the real Langfeixian.
Immediately, Lang Feixian thought, and the two fake Lang Feixian immediately turned in different directions.
"Huh?" The Peacock Ancestral Demon, the Golden Pheasant Ancestral Demon, and the Cormorant Ancestral Demon were all stunned for a moment and quickly transmitted their message.
"Brother Kong, which one is true?"
Five-colored rays of light flashed in the eyes of the Peacock Ancestor Demon, and a look of confusion appeared on his face: "It's weird, it's all true!"
"What should we do?"
The Peacock Ancestor Demon quickly decided: "Split up and chase!"
"When he killed Kong Susu, I sensed the power of other semi-saints. He must have used his master's semi-saint strike."
"His true strength cannot kill the Ancestral Realm instantly. We must entangle him first and then surround him!"
The Golden Pheasant Ancestral Demon and the Cormorant Ancestral Demon suddenly realized after hearing this, no wonder Kong Susu fell so quickly before.
Now I feel confident.
The three ancestral demons immediately set their own goals and pursued them separately.
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At the same time, high in the sky.
Naturally, the holy church and Taoist palace had left long ago, but two figures stood in the sky. One was surrounded by cultural embroidery, and the other was exuding the charm of Yin and Yang, overlooking the southern wilderness, but no one noticed them.
It is not accurate to say that no one noticed it, but that turbid old gaze glanced at them and then looked away.
"Xiao Han, how many more half-saints can our human race have this time?" The old man in Taoist robes yawned and asked lightly.
Han Changli smiled softly: "Yunsun should not have a big problem. The Fang family should be prepared and confident."
"The Kong family member and Song Ci will depend on their luck."
"How about we make a bet?" The old man in Taoist robes suddenly said, "The old Taoist thinks that except for the Fang family, the other three people can be canonized..."
Han Changli shook his head: "No gambling!"
"Why not bet?" The old man in Taoist robes frowned and asked.
"There are variables, and I can't guarantee a win, so I won't bet!" Han Changli replied.
"Variable...you mean Lang Feixian?" The old man in Taoist robes smiled.
Han Changli looked at the old man in Taoist robes and smiled: "Mr. Xiyi, stop pretending to be confused."
Chen Xiyi laughed heartily and said, "Would you like to help that green lotus?"
Han Changli was about to reply when an old voice sounded in their ears: "You can watch, but you can't take action!"
Han Changli and Chen Xiyi looked at each other, and Han Changli smiled and said, "Don't worry, Emperor Qinglong, we won't take action!"
…
Immortal Langfei released his soul and sensed it.
Very good, following behind is the Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon.
Go back and make soup!
Lang Feixian's long sword swiped forward, immediately breaking open the space and entering the void again.
The golden pheasant ancestor demon's eyes were stunned, and he wanted to escape through space?
Hum, I'll catch up with you sooner or later.
Immediately, the Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon plunged directly into the void.
…
"brush!"
A sword light flashed, and the Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon subconsciously avoided it. Several feathers were swept by the sword light and fell into the void.
He looked at Lang Feixian standing in front of him with a look of surprise: "It seems that I am chasing after this deity."
"Why don't you run away?"
Lang Feixian smiled easily: "Being chased by a chicken is a shame."
The ancestral demon of the Golden Pheasant was furious: "This ancestor is not a chicken, but a Golden Pheasant!"
Roaring in his mouth, the Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon was not slow in his actions. With a sway of his whole body, he turned into the original shape of a huge Golden Pheasant, with a five-color halo emitting from his body, and pecked at Langfeixian with his sharp beak.
All bird monsters have the innate magical power of "pecking". This golden pheasant ancestor demon has practiced this innate magical ability to the extreme. It is as powerful as lightning and invincible. At this moment, even the void seems to be radiated by him. The five-color halo was fixed, and the end point of the beak seemed destined to be Lang Feixian's chest.
Can't dodge, can't dodge.
This is the rule of his Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon!
Surrounded and killed? It wants to kill Lang Feixian alone!
While attacking, it did not forget to send a message from its soul: "Lang Feixian, I know that you used your master's solidification magical power to kill Kong Susu!"
"But now that you have used that magical power, what can you use against me?"
"Go to hell, hahahaha!"
Lang Feixian looked at the Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon that was approaching rapidly and sighed.
I knew that the demon race was not smart, but I didn't expect to meet such a fool.
If you peck it with your mouth, wouldn't it mean that your head is coming up?
Rules were also imposed!
The rules give chicken heads, what kind of spirit is this!
It was too late to say it, but it was too soon. Lang Feixian suddenly raised his hand, and the holy power suddenly filled the air.
Who stipulates that you can only bring one piece of solidified holy-level magical power?
A phantom of a bamboo stick appeared out of thin air and hit the head sent by the Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon hard.
"Bang!" The head of the Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon was instantly blown away, and a divine soul floated out of his body, looking at Lang Feixian in disbelief.
"Why do you still have it?"
"Doesn't Yu Wuji practice? Does he specialize in condensing and solidifying magical powers for his disciples?"
Lang Feixian shrugged: "This belongs to my seventh junior brother. He just likes to be safe."
"Leave it to me for insurance!"
As he spoke, Lang Feixian held his long sword and stabbed it out suddenly. The spirit of the golden pheasant ancestral demon turned around and ran away, but was covered by the sword light and was instantly shattered into pieces.
Lang Feixian stretched out his hand to grab the body of the Golden Pheasant Ancestor Demon, stuffed it into the storage order, then cut through the void and flew out.
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outside world.
In the sky above the Golden Pheasant region, a colorful ancestral demon star appeared. Then, the star exploded, and a strong luck rose again, replenishing the bloodline tide.
The demons who were taking action in Nanhuang were all stunned.
Another ancestral demon star is broken?
The ancestral demon of the Golden Pheasant clan?
Didn't he go after Lang Feixian?
Could it be...
At this moment, Lang Feixian flew out of the crack in the void, his body full of righteousness and turbulence. It was obvious that he had just experienced a great battle.
So, he killed another ancestral demon?
Since the Great War in the Southern Wilderness, King Qilin has killed an ancestral demon, and most of the others who have fallen are peak saints.
Has he become a Lang Fei Immortal?
If the two heroes are killed, they will be killed. The genius of the human race always has something outstanding.
The problem is, it’s too fast!
Killing Kong Susu has not taken five breaths yet; killing the golden pheasant ancestral demon has taken ten breaths?
Adding up to fifteen breaths, it would take longer for an ancestral demon to fart. He killed two ancestral demons?
All the demons were in a daze at this time. They knew that the Blood Slayer was strong, but they didn't expect him to be so strong.
Li Qinglian was not so fierce back then!
Moreover, he has not yet been canonized.
He is still seeking the realm!
On the other side, the Peacock Ancestor Demon and the Cormorant Ancestor Demon were also dumbfounded.
Damn, so strong!
Especially the Cormorant Ancestral Demon. His strength was about the same as that of the Golden Pheasant Ancestral Demon. At this time, when he thought about what he had chosen just now...
hiss--
Breaking into a cold sweat!
Even the Peacock Ancestor Demon hesitated.
Do you want to continue the pursuit?
Could it be that there was a second Bamboo Saint strike on him?
That must be the case!
But since there is a second way, is there a third and fourth way?
This Yu Wuji, doesn't he know that condensing and solidifying magical powers will damage his origin?
No, I can’t back out this time!
The Peacock Ancestral Demon immediately roared: "Lang Feixian has been consecrated as a saint, and his strength may be comparable to that of Erwen Half-Saint. If we go one step further, what will be the future of our Southern Wilderness!"
"Today, we must stop Lang Feixian from being canonized!"
With that said, he immediately flew towards Lang Feixian, but the speed was much slower than before.
But it has to be said that as soon as he roared like this, another ancestral demon star appeared, and two ancestral demons rushed out and rushed towards Lang Feixian.
There is no way, either as a race or as individuals, they have old grudges with the bamboo forest, and they cannot make the bamboo forest stronger.
Big deal, besiege and kill!
Lang Feixian frowned, reached into his arms again, and took out his hand. In his hands were the paper figures from "Crazy Wave No. 3" to "Crazy Wave No. 10".
Lang Feixian threw it into the air, and a bang like a firecracker was heard. Several Lang Feixian appeared in the air, and these Lang Feixian immediately flew away in different directions.
…
Beside a waterfall in the southern wasteland, a middle-aged scholar slowly opened his eyes. A flash of blue light showed in his eyes the scene of the Langfeixian flying around.
"Cousin." He said softly.
At this time, the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged and meditating behind him nodded slightly: "I understand."
"The canonization of Langfeixian as a saint would be extremely detrimental to our Fang family."
"When necessary, I will intervene to stop you!"
The middle-aged scholar nodded, stood up, and said, "Let's go, it's time to contact Bai Mo."
"This time, I will definitely make you a saint!"
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"Lang Feixian..." Lang Feixian was fleeing when he suddenly heard a voice transmission in his ears.
"who?"
"I, Han Changli!" said the message.
Lang Feixian was stunned, Hall Master?
Are you in Southern Wasteland?
Damn it, what do you want to do, end up frying fish?
Great!
"Did you notice the Earth Dragon Ancestral Demon?" Han Changli's voice continued, "Go and deal with him!"
Lang Feixian frowned slightly.
The Earth Dragon Ancestral Demon that Han Changli mentioned is currently chasing Kuanglang No. 6, and is obviously the strongest among the Ancestral Demons that are chasing him.
The strength is not as good as that of the Second Questioning Half Saint, but the First Questioning Half Saint is certainly as strong as him.
If you ask the semi-saints, they are enough to rank among the top forty in the church.
Allow yourself to fight him hard?
The teacher's Half Saint hit me twice, but now it's gone!
Although I am very tempted, Junior Brother Seventh will definitely teach me a lesson when I go back.
"It's okay, go and fuck him!" Han Changli's voice sounded again, encouraging, "Mr. Xiyi and I will help you hold off the battle!"
Lang Feixian's eyes suddenly lit up.
The master of the Dao Palace is here too?
Hum hum, seventh junior brother, you can't blame me for being impulsive.
This is a guaranteed wild wave!
Lang Feixian turned around and flew directly towards the Earth Dragon Ancestor Demon!
"Little lizard! Let's fight!"
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I just corrected all the typos yesterday.
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