Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

"Bo Qing? Yes, he can."

"That's right, Bo Qing not only participated in the war between the two clans, but also received an award from Tiangong."

"According to the report from Shenzhou in the southern border, he has inherited the true meaning of swordsmanship of Qinglian Tianzun, and the matter of fighting generals is definitely easy for him."

"He is a demon cultivator, and the magic sword in his hand is extremely fierce. And his magic sword has been promoted to a holy weapon, which is inseparable from the royal sword of the Qinglu Taoist temple. It just happened to let him come back to deal with the Taoist Guanhai of the Qinglu Taoist temple..."

In the palace, the elders nodded one after another, highly agreeing with Princess Feng Tang Xi's words.

Even Emperor Daxuan nodded to Tang Xi with great satisfaction.

Everyone in the field felt a burst of relief, except for the crown prince Tang Anshi.

Nowadays, the tendency of the emperor of the Daxuan Dynasty is unclear, especially after the establishment of the position of Princess Feng to fight against the crown prince, the Daxuan Dynasty itself is not so peaceful.

The battle for the imperial power of the next generation of Emperor Daxuan has fallen into both Tang Xi and Tang Anshi.

Tang Anshi has a slender figure, a heroic face, wearing a purple robe, standing with one hand behind his back, making people look like a dragon, full of vigor and vitality.

Sensing everyone's praise for Tang Xi, he snorted coldly in his heart, his eyes were gloomy, and he thought:

"My good sister, although Bo Qing was rescued by you, but it's a matter of love, it will become shallower with use, you are too naive!"

Ever since, under Tang Xi's proposal, everyone quickly passed the proposal.

The secret order was issued to Bao Huangtian immediately, summoning Hong Yuan's sword body to return.

Treasure yellow heaven.

Li Shenyu and Shi Lingfang stood side by side, outside the intelligence office of the Human Race Five University Palace.

When they saw the guests from the Daxuan Dynasty enter the Human Race Five Great Palace and leave a letter to Bo Qing, they had different expressions on their faces.

Li Shenyu raised her head, folded her arms, and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Lingfang, as I said, war will break out in the Eastern Desolation God Continent, and that's the best time to transfer Bo Qing away from Hua Menghuang's side. "

In fact, Li Shenyu wanted to tell Shi Lingfang not to trust authority too much.

In this aspect, they hate the soul-killing lineage deeply, because the damage caused to the soul-killing devil emperor by the Taiyin sage Han Jiuming was too deep!

But to a certain extent, he and Shi Lingfang were also rivals and enemies, so he didn't wake up Shi Lingfang.

"Yeah, hehe..." Shi Lingfang smiled miserably, under her curved willow eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes shrouded in smoke were looking sadly at the inside of the intelligence office of the Human Race Five University Palace.

Ever since she was a child, something in her heart that she had always held on to was completely shattered.

...

Southern Border Shenzhou, Luoying City.

The sun was shining brightly and the weather was mild.

In a lush forest, Hua Menghuang was undergoing a battle trial.

She needs to hold a wooden sword to fight with the warriors created by Hong Yuan "in the form of water", and win.

"Cultivating only one's nature, not one's life, this is the number one disease in one's practice."

"But we are warriors, and you are the seed of a great dream. Your life is destined to be full of thorns and thorns, full of blood and fire struggles."

"Fighting and killing are the eternal themes on your path of practice..."

While instilling the mysteries of battle in Hua Menghuang, Hong Yuan secretly figured out the mysteries of the dream path contained in Hua Menghuang.

The nine great dream seeds represent nine different evolution directions of the dream path.

The profound meaning of the dream path hidden in them is of great reference value, because it is a "talent" and can hardly be copied.

Faced with such an opportunity, Hong Yuan, who is the Great Master of Dream Dao, would naturally not ignore it.

According to his deduction, if he can successfully experience the mysteries of the Dream Dao on the nine Great Dream Seeds, then he should be able to advance from the Great Master of the Dream Dao to the Supreme Master of the Dream Dao, and become the master of the Dream Dao .

But that would be too ostentatious, no doubt telling others that "Bo Qing" has a big problem!

Coincidentally, in the battle for the destiny of the great dream seeds, it is the moment when the profound meanings of the dream path are transferred to each other.

Winners take all, losers take all.

That's why Hong Yuan's approach is to try to cultivate Hua Menghuang in the direction of the destiny of the human race, at least let Hua Menghuang go until the end of the battle for the destiny of the human race before failing.

He, Hong Yuan, would not be a teacher or a Taoist who spread wealth for no reason.

"Hey." Hua Menghuang yelled, and blatantly drew out his sword.

The strong sword wind blew dust from the ground, and the fallen leaves spun endlessly.

This sword of hers directly drove the great dragon on the spine of her body to exert strength at the same time, slashing out a sharp green sword light, defeating the water warrior in one fell swoop.

Rigid and soft as one!

"Awesome, this level of comprehension is even lower than mine." Hong Yuan secretly praised, "The foundation laid by the flow of human power is indeed incomparably solid."

It can be said that, except for some foundation-building methods with very personal characteristics, Hong Yuan has almost given Hua Menghuang the use of Taoism and supernatural powers that he can impart.

Seeing Hua Menghuang becoming stronger day by day, the satisfaction in the depths of Hong Yuan's eyes became more intense.

"Good performance." Hong Yuan clapped his hands and praised him generously.

Just now Hua Menghuang, who was still full of heroic spirit and looked like a sword fairy, heard Hong Yuan's praise, put away the cold sword in his hand, smiled obediently, and made a melodious sound like a bell.

Hua Menghuang was originally graceful, like a fairy in the bright moon, she was so beautiful, her body was crystal clear and white like ivory.

The smiling appearance now made Hong Yuan more pleasing to the ear, and he was more attentive in teaching.

dusk hour.

The sunset glow under the setting sun is particularly beautiful. Looking at the scene of burning clouds, Hua Menghuang's beautiful eyes rippled.

Just standing on the top of the mountain, she is an extremely beautiful picture scroll, which makes people unable to look away.

As for Hong Yuan with the sword body, he looked at the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint whose hands were intertwined, and asked softly, "Li Min, what happened?"

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's complexion is alluring, her white clothes are more than snow, her eyes are like stars, and her skin is like frost, but at this moment she is a little sad, she glanced sideways at Hua Menghuang, and shook her head slightly: "Let's go back and talk about it."

Seeing this, Hong Yuan had some guesses in his heart.

It's related to Hua Menghuang, and it's also related to him!

Without forcing the question to the end, Hong Yuan nodded slightly, stretched out his big arms, and directly grasped the jade hand of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, clasping his fingers tightly.

"Then let's go." Hong Yuan said softly.

"En." Butterfly Sword Martial Sage let out a moan, leaning his body slightly towards Hong Yuan, leaning on Hong Yuan.

In the past, the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, who was as lonely and cold as a snow-capped lotus, made such a gesture for Hong Yuan. If the Tianjiao Martial Saints of the Five University Palaces saw it, they would be shocked and unbelievable.

It can only be said that the first evolution of "Water Dragon Fire Phoenix" greatly helped Hong Yuan a lot.

In the past of Hong Yuan, a well-known female writer said: "The channel leading to a woman's soul is the channel of pornography."

Hong Yuan would naturally know this famous saying.

At dusk, the setting sun shines on the mountains.

Martial Saint Die Jian leaned on Hong Yuan's shoulder with a happy face, and whispered to Hong Yuan the clumsy love words she saw from the novels of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies.

...

The moon is dim and the stars are shining.

The moonlight is particularly bright tonight, gently stroking the Butterfly Garden.

In the Butterfly Garden, numerous formations were opened, concealing sight.

In a bridal cabin with red candles lit, Wu Sheng Diejian sat quietly on a bamboo chair, with her cheeks resting on her cheeks, and she looked tenderly at Hong Yuan who was explaining the tales of Cairen Jiazi to her.

"The predictions of the outcome of a game are not true, and the tea is sold out. If you want to know the signs of prosperity and decline, you have to ask the cold-eyed bystanders..."

Hong Yuan's sharp and indifferent voice spoke little by little, knocking on the heart of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

This kind of scene was imagined by Martial Saint Die Jian countless times when he peeked at the novels of talented men and beautiful women under the covers.

She didn't expect that one day, the dream would come to reality, and it just took care of her.

Others only know that she is cold-tempered and doesn't care about world affairs. But where would she know that her temperament was forced out by pressure from all sides, and there was actually a little girl hidden in her heart.

"Qing Lang, when do you plan to return to the Eastern Desolation God Continent?"

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said with a heavy heart, her delicate body trembled slightly, and then quietly tensed again, as if she had made a certain decision.

Inside the hut, red silk covered the walls, and the floor was also covered with a big red carpet covered with dragons, phoenixes and auspicious clouds. The flickering candles reflected the almost floor-level golden glazed curtains, filling the room with hazy and dreamy colors.

Facing the ambiguous and warm light, Hong Yuan looked at the pretty face of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint woven by his love network, feeling a sense of accomplishment and...a little bit of melancholy in his heart for no reason.

He Hong Yuan, when did he start to treat feelings as a weapon? !

Hong Yuan's eyes were full of light, but he said softly: "Wait for Meng Huang's killing technique to stabilize its foundation and form a system. At that time, it will not be too late for me to go back."

"En." Martial Saint Butterfly Sword let out a moan.

Butterfly Sword Martial Saint seemed to have thought of something, her delicate face was suddenly shy and timid, and under the light of the red candle, it was so beautiful that it was impossible to tell.

The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly rose.

Sensing Hong Yuan's aggressive gaze, Martial Saint Die Jian's earlobe turned slightly red.

Finally, she plucked up her courage, stood up bravely, hugged Hong Yuan, and exhaled like blue: "Qing Lang, I, let's have a baby."

Hong Yuan's heart skipped a beat: "?!"

...

...

A building made of gold and jade, glittering and translucent, bright yellow, crystal clear, real and illusory.

Li Shenyu and his disciple Xiao Yuan climbed up the steps, and the jade steps under their feet were overflowing with auspicious clouds and filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Xiao Yuan is the same existence as Hua Menghuang, and he is also one of the nine great dream seeds.

He was wearing a blue robe, with handsome features, but the brows were indifferent, and there were mottled black lights wrapped around his body.

In addition to being the Dream Seed, Xiao Yuan is also the ninth grandson of the Soul Slayer Demon Emperor.

The supernatural power of "leading souls into dreams" created by Dizi Dongzhisheng and others borrowed from the Emperor's Sutra of the Soul Slayer Demon Emperor!

And Xiao Yuan happened to be the successor of the soul-slaying devil emperor's orthodox lineage, he cultivated both soul and dream!

"Master, is Senior Bo Qing really this scary? It's worth your effort." Xiao Yuan asked curiously.

Ever since he was a child, Xiao Yuan has never seen that his master would be so troubled by an opponent, and even condescend to find a team and form an alliance.

In the past, his master Shenyu Martial Sage was able to crush all enemies with just a few shots, demonstrating the majesty of the emperor's lineage.

This "Bo Qing" senior was the first person to bother Master so much!

"Scary? Ha ha." Li Shenyu smiled lightly and shook her head, then her expression was extremely serious:

"Emperor Longyang's entry into the 'Eternal Qinglian Dreamland' is only the sixth act, and he has paid a heavy price. But Bo Qing is not only the sixth act to reach the 'Eternal Qinglian Dreamland', but he also inherited I have reached the true meaning of Qinglian Tianzun."

Before the words were over, Li Shenyu suddenly lowered her head and stared straight at Xiao Yuan:

"The Dream Dao school has not yet formed and emerged, so this Bo Qing has at least a master-level attainment of the Dream Dao. Tell me, is this powerful? And Hua Menghuang, who got the Dream Sword Saint Artifact, cast it on his own!"

thump! !

Recognizing the horror of "Bo Qing", Xiao Yuan suddenly raised his head involuntarily, and took a breath of air: "This kind of existence, can't it be a guardian?!"

The human race is powerful, while the monster race is humble.

That's why the destiny of the monster race is often born first, and then the destiny of the heroes of the human race.

And those who are qualified to teach the destiny of the human race and can solve problems for the destiny of the human race are called guardians.

Generally speaking, the protectors are selected from among the five contemporary university palaces. Its responsibility is heavy, and it is responsible for suppressing the rapid growth of the Yaozu's destiny.

But there are not no exceptions. For example, the guardian of the second human emperor is Emperor Longyang.

"Taoist protector..." Li Shenyu murmured silently in his heart, then he suddenly grabbed his disciple Xiao Yuan by the collar and threw Xiao Yuan into the sea soul pool.

thump!

There was a sound of falling water.

Xiao Yuan lowered his head helplessly, dived into the center of the pool, and began to temper his body to prepare for the coming enlightenment ceremony.

Martial arts practice in this world requires the opening of the body's openings, and through continuous upgrading of the openings to improve martial arts cultivation.

The opening ceremony of the nine great dream seeds is hosted by Tiangong.

The Enlightenment Ceremony is the first head-to-head confrontation of their nine Dream Seeds, which is of great significance.

This not only tests the aptitude and talent of the nine great dream seeds, but also tests the fate of the nine great dream seeds.

Its appearance will officially determine the beginning of the battle for the destiny of the human race.

Xiao Yuan couldn't help but not pay attention to it.

...

"Who of you dare to go up again!?"

General Bai Xiangxuan was wearing a platinum battle armor, holding the battle flag of Fengxi Sect, his eyes were piercing, and his momentum was high.

The strong wind blew up, and the Fengxi Sect's flag fluttered and roared.

In the sky above his head, a platinum gourd floated here, flipping and undulating, easily shattering the space of the blue sky and creating void cracks.

Several Martial Saints from the Daxuan Dynasty surrounded him, their faces were as gloomy as water, and they all whispered in secret.

"Damn it, Taoist Guan Hai from Qinglu Taoist Temple was born first, and now there is Bai Xiangxuan from Fengxi Sect who dominates the party."

"Didn't the cabinet say that Marquis Jiaojian is about to arrive at the battlefield and rush back to the Eastern Wasteland from the southern border? Why is it taking so long?"

"Hehe, I think those old guys in the cabinet are confused. After all, Bo Qing is a demon cultivator who debuted. Even if he has the grace of saving his life, how could he give everything to come to the deathmatch regardless..."

The Zongmen Alliance, which had been suppressed by the Daxuan Dynasty for a long time, finally showed their profound background.

At the mortal level, they are no match for the army of the Daxuan Dynasty, but at the level of the saints, one after another top figures are born one after another, overwhelming the Daxuan Dynasty.

Facing these Martial Saints of the Daxuan Dynasty, Bai Xiangxuan's gaze was calm, like an abyss, bottomless and peaceful.

Even if the person who wants to break through his front is either a prince who has been famous for a long time, or a young hero who is famous all over the world.

But he was very clear that these people cherished their lives very much and had no intention of dedicating themselves to the Daxuan Dynasty at all.

Fighting against the wind, these great Xuanwu saints are more powerful than each other. But if the iron horse and the hard bridge were to fight to the death, it would have to be the members of the Daxuan royal family themselves.

Unlike their sect martial saints, they have deep feelings for their own sect and regard them as the only one.

The situation in Eastern Desolation Shenzhou has inexplicably fallen into a stalemate.

The Daxuan Dynasty, the signs of defeat are gradually appearing!

As a result, Jianshen Hongyuan received as many as eighteen summoning gold medals within three days.

The situation is extremely urgent.