Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

What is a desolate beast?

The desolate beast is an extraordinary and powerful man, a demon saint who has not enlightened his spiritual wisdom, and a culprit capable of destroying a whole county!

Desolate beasts that have not activated their intelligence are terrifying, but the degree of harm is not too deep, and mortal warriors can still find ways to fight one or two.

But if the desolate beast has opened up its spiritual intelligence and has the thinking ability of a "human", then it can be equated with a demon saint.

Because man is the spirit of all things!

now.

This is the case with the second prince Tang Anmin who sacrificed himself with a secret method and forcibly occupied the wild consciousness of the Ximenghuhuang beast.

This brand-new Mengdao Desolate Beast, Ximenghu, has transformed, just like a demon saint manifesting himself!

"Hong Yuan, hold on, this battle is up to you. No matter what, you have to defend." Bai Xiangxuan's face changed slightly, and the purple gold gourd floating above his head also spit out a faint golden mist from time to time, General Baek Sang-hyun's heavy heart is shown from the side.

"Human-beast burial? No, it doesn't look like it." The Great Sage Mouliang narrowed his eyes and watched the transformed Ximenghu seriously, shaking the pure white feather fan in his hand, "With the suppression of the Rebel Holy Formation, the situation is still in our hands Under control, the Big Dream Seed Competition can continue. But this Hong Yuan, I'm afraid he has to retire!"

"Second prince...Hong Yuan, I want you to die!!!" A sharp light flashed in the eyes of King Zhenbei, and he gritted his teeth. The talents of the Daxuan royal family were already withered, and the two pillars who were expected to become saints were suddenly reduced. He even had the heart to eat Hong Yuan alive.

Under the sky, the endless gray thunder is like the Milky Way hanging upside down.

On the ground, the souls of ferocious beasts that can't be seen at a glance rush forward.

During Tang Anyang's exhalation and inhalation of Ximenghu, the color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and the hurricane burst out.

The people and beasts on the battlefield panicked, and they used all their strength to stay away from this battlefield desperately.

Even the well-known martial arts talents such as Li Qiyuan, the leader of the Qinglu Army, and Chen Hao, the leader of the Longyan Army, were all pushed out of the battlefield by the majestic momentum of Ximenghu Tang Anyang's sudden surge, and they couldn't directly Watch Ximenghu Tang Anyang.

The more advanced the martial arts world, the more it can reflect the mighty power of the individual.

The fifth level is ordinary, and the sixth level is holy.

A mortal martial artist and an immortal martial artist are really different.

Since ancient times, those who have been able to cross the ranks against the sixth-rank saints with the peak of the fifth rank are either the legendary martial arts masters of the ten extreme physiques, or the trendsetters of various eras.

"Hong Yuan, I hope you will not disappoint the title of the first person in the world, and take up the responsibility..." Chen Hao, Li Qiyuan and other army leaders looked at Hong Yuan expectantly.

"Feel the last years of your life, Hong Yuan!" The general of the Daxuan Dynasty and others looked deeply, confident that Ximenghu Tang Anyang would easily destroy Hong Yuan. This was their experience gained from many battles. !

A fierce gust of wind hit, blowing Hong Yuan's robe up and down, rustling. The blow made Hong Yuan's black hair flutter and fall down his shoulders.

Because he was firmly targeted by Ximenghu Tang Anyang, the pressure that Hong Yuan endured was unimaginable to others. That is a hundred times, a thousand times the burden!

But Hong Yuan still had a calm face, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were as unpredictable as a deep pool.

In Hong Yuan, there is a calm demeanor that allows the world to turn upside down, the sea to dry up and rocks to decay, and I will stand still.

Inexplicably, the minds of the characters on the side of the Zongmen Alliance have settled down, and they are no longer restless as before.

"Hong Yuan, die!"

A sound like a child crying or a woman weeping came out of Ximenghu Tang Anyang's mouth.

Ximenghu Tang Anyang pulled thousands of gray thunderbolts down with a bang, like a gray river of heaven pouring down towards the source of the flood.

There were bursts of thunder, completely obliterating the rest of the voices on the battlefield.

Among the thousands of gray thunderbolts, there are nearly a thousand dream dao marks entwined, sinking the vast ground battlefield, which is very terrifying.

Facing this thunderous trial, Hong Yuan's face remained calm without any change.

"Strength and supernatural powers—Xuanwu phantom!"

On Hong Yuan's right shoulder, a basalt phantom suddenly popped up, covering Hong Yuan and protecting him.

This lifelike basalt phantom, with dense runes engraved on the tortoise shell, is like an ancient scripture.

Under Hong Yuan's urging, Xuanwu Xuying remained silent, letting thousands of gray thunder pour down, let nearly a thousand dream dao marks entangle, and still remained motionless!

"Boom!"

During the confrontation between the two, the light is bright and dazzling.

The entire space was shaken and roared outwards unstoppably.

Those mortal warriors who were watching didn't know whether to close their eyes tightly or cover their bleeding ears.

They knelt on the ground one after another, wailing and weeping bitterly, and even those martial arts talents had to do their best to resist the aftermath.

This is the power to reach the level of a saint, which cannot be peeped by mortals!

"No, there are big changes!"

The saints watching the battle in the blue sky were astonished, all squinted their eyes, looking at Hong Yuan who was sheltered by the xuanwu phantom.

Strength and supernatural powers——Suzaku phantom!

Hong Yuan exhaled lightly forward, gasifying the phantom of Suzaku.

The whole body of Suzaku's phantom glows with flames, including Suzaku Lihuo and Jiuyouminghuo. There are ninety-nine and eighty-one kinds of different fires, burning mountains and seas, and setting fire to heaven and earth!

As the wings vibrated, the phantom of the Suzaku left indelible black marks in midair, and even drew out cracks in the void.

Elder Dan and Lin Bujing were stunned by this sight!

"Gulu~" Lin Bujing's throat moved slightly, his eyes were dull, "Master, why does Hongyuan's fire dao attainment feel better than mine..."

Elder Dan tightly grasped his white beard, and his heart was full of waves. In his time, he had never seen such a terrifying Tianjiao with his own eyes.

But in the end, Elder Dan could only say dryly: "One method can lead to ten thousand methods, and you can do it in the future!"

Looking at Lin Bujing whose eyes had regained his divine light, Elder Dan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It's so difficult that one way can lead to all ways. Such a monster like Hong Yuan has been born, it seems , the great era is really coming!"

Under the sky, the flames are like ripples, endless.

When the gray thunder collided with it, it melted step by step like snow meeting water.

This strange divine fire moved forward unswervingly.

Even if Ximenghu Tang Anyang resorted to all means, he still couldn't stop the continuous divine fire from enveloping him and making him restrained.

In the end, Suzaku phantom seemed to come alive, the Dao mark was blazing, and the divine fire flooded the world, burying the entire body of Ximenghu Tang Anyang.

"Death." Hong Yuan's tongue burst into spring thunder, and whispered the word.

The aura of Suzaku's phantom changed drastically, suddenly bursting with boundless divine light, its face became more ferocious than Ximenghu's, and the whole body of fire turned into black flames!

"ah--"

A wailing sound came from it, gradually losing the sound of life.

"What, the sacred artifact lost contact, is the second prince dying!?" Many saints of the Daxuan Dynasty had ugly faces and were furious.

The other martial saints showed divine light in their eyes. Finally, is this domineering Ximenghu about to be killed?

The martial saints of Miaoyin Pavilion, Wutu Sect and Sihai Sect were very nervous and clenched their fists.

Because what happened next will determine whether their sect alliance can conquer the lost ground and rebuild the sect!

The gust of wind blows, and thunder bursts into the sky.

At this critical juncture, Hong Yuan calmly turned around under the eyes of everyone, with lotuses growing on his feet, and left the battlefield.

Everyone was at a loss.

"Boom!"

A sky-shattering loud noise was startled in front of it, setting off all kinds of clouds and waves.

It turned out that the phantom of Suzaku exploded and turned into thousands of streams of light, rushing back towards Hong Yuan's black figure.

Everyone was stunned, looking at Hong Yuan in shock, with disbelief all over their faces.

That fierce Ximenghu, who destroyed the Sihaizong and Wutuzong and suppressed the Zongmen Alliance almost breathlessly, was simply killed by Hong Yuan! ?

"Anyang!"

"West dream tiger!"

"Second Prince!!!"

Someone from the Daxuan Dynasty shouted, unable to believe that the pile of ashes was their coach.

As the strong wind blew, the pile of ashes scattered in all directions, and there was no more Xi Menghu and Tang Anyang in the world.

"died."

"I can't believe it."

"This is the first person in the world—"

There was an uproar at the scene, like boiling hot water boiling up all of a sudden.

The members of the Zongmen Alliance suddenly felt:

Its daybreak!

This piece of world is very noisy, very noisy.

But Hong Yuan calmly returned to his main seat and gave the order for the whole army to attack.

His opponent should be the Great Dream Emperor!

It's Tiangong!

It's the Demon Court!

Even the entire Martial World!

The road to eternal life is still far away. What is done now is not worth mentioning.

...

...

In the blue sky and white smoke clouds, the martial saints of the Daxuan Dynasty are entrenched here.

"No, I don't believe it!" Qing Yunhou's eyes flashed with pain, and he sternly shouted.

Marquis Qingyun was born handsome, with a tall and straight figure, more than eight feet tall. He is a sage of luck, and he is also the uncle of the second prince Tang Anmin and the third prince Tang Anyang. He has invested a lot of effort and resources in these two princes.

"Holy Artifact Qingyun Bell, activate!"

"Luck and supernatural powers - Yun Yun observes luck!"

Qing Yunhou tore off the small cyan bronze bell hanging from his waist, and threw it upwards.

Under the eyes of all the saints, the cyan bronze bell swelled in the wind, and there were various engraved seals on it, which were mysterious and mysterious.

Afterwards, Qing Yunhou moved his feet and immediately hovered above the cyan bronze bell, sitting in circles.

A strange cyan light flashed in his eyes, which made his perspective completely different. He could roughly observe the luck of the saints in the field!

"Hong Yuan..." Marquis Qingyun gritted his teeth and looked angrily at the world below, at the place where Hong Yuan was.

A gaze hung down from the sky, as if to observe Hong Yuan clearly.

As soon as it appeared, Hong Yuan felt something.

But Hong Yuan remained calm, and secretly said: "The supernatural power of watching luck... I don't know who is going to observe this time."

When he was in Fengxi Sect, in order to hide the replacement, Hong Yuan had already dealt with the luck of the water channel incarnation.

Even great figures like Fengxi Dasheng didn't notice the strangeness of the incarnation of the water channel, and Hong Yuan didn't pay much attention to the upcoming prying eyes.

"Buzz!"

The Holy Artifact Qingyun Bell began to vibrate, transforming into many traces of the Dao of Luck, making them entangle Qingyunhou, so that Qingyunhou could see the root of Hongyuan more clearly.

Qing Yunhou's vision changed immediately:

From the perspective of Marquis Qingyun, Hong Yuan's water-blue luck is as high as nearly ten thousand feet, mighty and mighty, straight into the sky, and has the potential to penetrate the sky and the earth!

In addition, there is a Gu worm attached to it, guarding Hong Yuan's luck.

This is a bee. This bee is huge in size, white in color and exquisite in appearance. It looks like a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation carefully carved by a master craftsman. It has a sense of sacredness...

"ah--"

Suddenly, Qingyun Hou Dun felt his eyes go blind and let out a strange cry.

A mouthful of precious blood was spat out from Qingyunhou's mouth, Qingyunhou's black hair instantly turned into white silk, and his whole body was sluggish.

The King of Zhenbei sighed: "Hey, luck is the most vulnerable to backlash, so why bother?"

"That's right. This Hong Yuan can be regarded as a temporary fad at best, far inferior to Bo Qing!" Luo Yinhou nodded and said.

After a while, Qing Yunhou recalled what he had observed, and nodded his head heavily, as affirmation of Luo Yinhou's words.

Hong Yuan is indeed not as good as "Bo Qing"!

...

Against the wind, I am obedient, and against the wind, I strike hard.

No matter when, fighting with the wind is always the most exciting.

Because this represents military exploits, glory, and interests!

"Fengxi Legion, act as the vanguard."

"Miaoyin Legion, follow closely behind, support at any time."

"..."

A series of orders were issued by Hong Yuan.

Seeing Hong Yuan's naked care for Fengxi Legion and Miaoyin Pavilion Ye Zhuyin, the elders of various sects felt complicated emotions and felt helpless.

But when they recalled Hong Yuan's terrifying strength, they could only praise him.

"The leader is wise!"

"As expected of the ally leader!"

"Heaven did not give birth to my bee Taoist, the Eastern Desolation is like a long night forever."

"..."

The elders of various sects who acted as think tanks flattered Hong Yuan one after another, not caring about their age and status at all.

The corners of Hong Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head with a chuckle, but he didn't stop the elders from praising them.

It's all just passing by.

Fame or something, he abandoned it like a shoe when he was young, and he didn't take it to heart.

But now that he has become the leader of the Righteous Path, he will continue to play the role of the leader of the Righteous Path.

Han Jiuming, Ye Gufan, Xuan Guangqiao, Bo Qing... these are just his identities.

That identity is easy to use, Hong Yuan will use that identity, he will never limit himself.

In the big tent of the military camp, there was joy and laughter.

All kinds of free and somewhat nasty compliments blurted out from the elders of various sects.

Especially the elders of the Wutu Sect and the Sihai Sect who have been exterminated, the elders of these two sects are really grateful to Hong Yuan, and when it comes to emotion, they are full of snot and tears.

On the upper left, Elder Lan from Fengxi Sect saw this scene, and his heart was full of pride!

"Hong Yuan, the unicorn son of my sect, has the talent of a great sage!" Elder Lan narrowed his eyes, looking at Hong Yuan's figure in awe.

This is, the first person in the world!

...

The sky is blue and pure as a mirror.

The sun was fiery red, and white clouds were floating in the sky, dispelling the haze not long ago.

It has been a day and a night since the previous battle.

The Zongmen Alliance blew the clarion call for a comprehensive counterattack against the Daxuan Dynasty, not only driving the Daxuan Dynasty out of Yinzhou in Miaoyin Pavilion, but also making strides in the process of regaining the territory of the Wutu Sect, singing songs of progress.

It's really spring and everything is full of vitality.

This positive and positive atmosphere was passed on in the sect alliance, and even passed on to the rear base camp.

In the rear base camp, there is an antique military tent.

The elders of the Zongmen and the martial arts talents gathered here, surrounded Hong Yuan, and began to roughly count the battle achievements.

Hong Yuan, Lin Bujing, Qiu Wuxi, Ye Zhuyin, Long Zhandu...

"The first victory in this battle should be given to Leader Hong Yuan first."

Hearing the gray-haired Long Yanzong elder below mention his name, Hong Yuan nodded slightly.

"Secondly meritorious service, Lin Bujing will lead the army."

"..."

Hong Yuan leaned on the main seat, looking down at the martial arts masters and was very excited. After seeing Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi cheering each other on, the corners of Hong Yuan's mouth rose slightly, which was very subtle.

a long time.

The battle merit assessment is finally over, and everyone has exchanged a lot of treasures.

The breeze blew by, bringing a little bit of coolness, but it couldn't quench the fiery hearts of everyone.

Just when they were about to bid farewell to Hong Yuan and go to the front line, Hong Yuan spoke, and the audience fell silent and watched him speak.

Hong Yuan said calmly: "In this battle, Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi performed particularly well. I admire these two very much."

Hearing Hong Yuan's words, Lin Bujing immediately smelled the aura of conspiracy, and he couldn't help but have a hint of haze in his eyes.

"Lin Bujing, Qiu Wuxi, you two come to my place." Hong Yuan smiled and waved to them.

Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi looked at each other with heavy hearts.

Corporal Li Xing, I'm afraid Hong Yuan came from bad faith~

When they approached, Hong Yuan continued: "One person counts the disadvantages, and three people count the strengths. I decided to promote Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi as the deputy leaders to act as my right-hand men!"

Boom!

At this moment, in the big tent of the military camp, everyone's eyes were on Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi.

There were shock, fear, sarcasm, cruelty, and gloating in these gazes.

Those who can evaluate military exploits here are not ordinary warriors.

Everyone understood that Hong Yuan was secretly demoting Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi Mingsheng, thereby depriving them of their military responsibilities, and then deployed his own men!

This is Hong Yuan's upright method, Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi are not easy to refuse.

Who made them perform too unbearably and the other too prominently when facing Ximenghu.

Of course, the most important thing is that Hong Yuan has demonstrated his worth in this battle, and has completely won the trust of those martial sages and elders!

"I..." Lin Bujing's throat moved slightly, as she really didn't want to be seized by Hong Yuan.

Qiu Wuxi quickly took Lin Bujing's hand, interrupting Lin Bujing's words, "Thank you, leader."

Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Bujing reluctantly nodded in agreement, and thanked Hong Yuan for his attention.

"Well, your performance is very good, I am very satisfied. In this case, the vacant position of Fengxi Army Master will be led by Long Zhandu. The vacant position of Miaoyin Army Master will be led by Ye Zhuyin."

"Thank you, my lord!"

"Thank you, ally!"

Long Zhandu was overjoyed, he was so excited that he actually looked like a villain.

Long Zhandu showed off the tiger amulet representing Fengxi's identity in front of Lin Bujing, which made Lin Bujing itch with hatred.

Ye Zhuyin's eyes moved, and he looked at Hong Yuan with rippling eyes, as if his whole heart was filled with Hong Yuan's figure.

I just don't know if she's serious or just playing it out.

And Hong Yuan didn't care whether Ye Zhuyin was faking it, it was just his random move.

dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the lonely figures of Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi who left.

Does power matter?

It's very important, but it's not that important to practitioners like Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi.

The important thing is resources, practice, and the path to holiness!

The title of a deputy leader is enough to drive Lin Bujing, so that although he is unwilling, he has to let Hong Yuan drive him.

Because Hong Yuan firmly grasped his handle! ! !

"Leader? Deputy leader?"

"As the saying goes, a higher official crushes people to death."

"Since you all want to gather the general trend so much to make your cultivation path more comfortable, then do things obediently for me..."

Hong Yuan's eyes were dark.

It was getting late and the darkness spread, making it difficult for outsiders to see Hong Yuan's face clearly.