Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

On the endless ocean, a Thunder Immortal Palace protruded from the sky, and the chaotic black and yellow energy floated around it.

I saw thunderbolts as thick as mountains chopping down from the nine-day sky, shining non-stop around the fairy palace.

They gathered into a sea of ​​thunder, and the sky was about to be smashed apart.

In the sea of ​​thunder, the chaotic black and yellow air surged violently, and the blazing light spread in all directions.

Just taking a look at it made the saint tremble with fear and shudder.

This kind of majesty is the emperor!

The children of the aristocratic family were all amazed, and guarded tightly beside Ruan He, the holy son of the Tyrannical Blood Demon Tree Clan, guarding against accidents.

The sight ahead is really shocking.

At first, it was just a thunderbolt as thick as a mountain, but after that, the sky and the earth almost turned upside down, and the sun, moon and stars exploded.

Here, it is completely Thunder's world!

"With such a powerful aura, which emperor's former dojo is this?"

In the center, a young cultivator who looks like a human race but is definitely not a human race narrowed his eyes and looked into the fairy palace.

His name is Ruan He, and he is the holy son of the Tyrannical Blood Demon Tree Clan.

Wearing a blood-red beast robe, he is tall and burly, with a domineering temperament, standing on a blood-red ancient chariot.

Around him, all the sons of aristocratic families should act as his followers, leaning close to each other.

As long as he gives an order, then this group of followers will be used by him, and they will not hesitate to sacrifice their lives.

The extreme combat power unleashed by this group of aristocratic families is enough to wipe out any big clan that does not have Emperor Zhun in command.

What a terrifying force this is~

Previously.

Those saints who look like casual cultivators want to vent their anger on the human race, largely because the human race's body shape is the same as the innate Taoist body.

The Xiantian Dao physique is the most suitable physique among all races, and every move is close to the origin of heaven and earth.

Ruan He is such an existence who has condensed the innate body!

Suddenly.

Ruan He looked sideways, his eyes fixed on the void.

The numerous formations carefully laid out by various families are actually useless?

"boom--"

There was a blast, and a figure appeared.

This figure was exactly Hong Yuan.

"who?"

"Report your name quickly, or don't blame your grandpa Niu for being rude!"

"I don't know the guest, where did he come from?"

Seeing Hong Yuan's sudden appearance, the family members were shocked.

Whether it was threats or courtesy, they all wanted to find out the root of Hongyuan before making a decision.

"Hehe." Hong Yuan just smiled.

He lightly waved the feather fan in his hand, standing alone, with a relaxed and indifferent appearance.

Such behavior, on the contrary, caused the group of aristocratic families to be a little surprised.

Could it be that they are not qualified to talk to them and let a more prestigious family come?

With doubts in their hearts, the children of the aristocratic family all turned their eyes to Ruan He's figure.

Here, the one with the most status is Ruan He, who is the holy son of the Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan.

"A tyrant, Ruan He, dare to ask brother, where did he come from?" Ruan He said slowly.

He fixed his eyes firmly on Hong Yuan.

Ruan He had no impression of Hong Yuan, an extremely strange existence.

But for some reason, Hong Yuan made Ruan He feel a certain threat.

It doesn't make sense to think about it this way.

Because he, Ruan He, remembered very clearly the heroes of the younger generation among the imperial families in the Heavenly Court.

If anyone can make him feel this way, then he will never forget it.

"A big man doesn't change his name when he goes, and he doesn't change his surname when he sits. A certain house is named 'Qiao'!"

Hong Yuan said calmly, with a calm attitude.

It's just his attitude that caused Ruan He's face to suddenly darken.

Because among the younger generation of the Heavenly Court Emperor Clan, there is no one whose name is called "Bridge"!

"What a bridge." Ruan He sneered with cold eyes.

this moment.

Others also passed Ruan He's attitude and learned that Hong Yuan was just an ordinary casual cultivator.

Many aristocratic family members were shocked, thinking that Hong Yuan was too daring, that he acted recklessly and recklessly.

A mere casual cultivator dared to show off in front of Ruan He, he didn't spare his life.

"Do you know how the word "Ba" of the Tyrannical Blood Demon Tree Clan came about?" Several family members really wanted to press Hong Yuan.

You must know that the Tyrannical Blood Demon Tree clan has always been the one and only one.

The holy son Ruan Hena is even more outstanding among them, and if he says to ban this place, he will ban this place.

The others didn't have Ruan He's invitation, nor did they come from aristocratic families, so if they arrived here after going through a lot of battles, wouldn't they slap Ruan He in the face severely and make Ruan He feel ashamed?

Sure enough, Ruan He murdered the "bridge".

Boom!

Rumble!

Beside Ruan He, two terrifying figures came out together after he sneered.

The rays of light on their bodies could compete with the sun and the moon, and they were extremely dazzling. They rushed straight to Hong Yuan, making no secret of their naked killing intent towards Hong Yuan.

In the process, the two saints also speed up each other.

They wanted to kill Hong Yuan before the other party, so that they could win over Ruan He!

boom--

These two terrifying forces were intertwined, causing the sky to shatter, like a rain of meteors and flints, vast and magnificent.

Outside the large formation, the expressions of the casual cultivators changed drastically when they saw this scene.

A sage exclaimed in surprise: "The blood flood dragon and the grass thorn will be disturbed. They are two generals under Ruan He. They have an extraordinary record of destroying two small clans. What happened?"

Inside the formation, the members of the aristocratic family felt relieved when they saw Xue Jiao and Cao Jing make a move.

The family members continued to observe the evolution of the Immortal Palace, waiting for the terrifying thunder sea caused by the remnants of Emperor Wei to dissipate.

Although they don't know how Hong Yuan got here, they have great trust in the strength of Xue Jiao and Cao Jing.

Because the reputation of Xue Jiao and Cao Jing is achieved through battles, and it is definitely not something that an unknown soldier can resist! !

ahead.

There was a smile on the corner of Hong Yuan's mouth, but his face remained calm.

Such an extraordinary aura made Ruan He more disgusted.

"How dare you shine the light of rice grains? It's crazy!" Hong Yuan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he said in a cold voice.

I saw Hong Yuan lightly waved the black and white paper fan, and a frightening black and white beam burst out from the paper fan.

This black and white light beam is like a bright sun, but also like a dark purgatory.

The two are intertwined, and the power that bursts out shakes the heavens and the earth.

Although it is not like the five-color divine light that brushes everything in the legend, the fierce aura also made all the aristocratic families change color.

Facing this move, Xue Jiao and Cao Jing trembled all over, as if they were being shocked by thunder. Subconsciously, they all manifested their own bodies, trying to counter Hong Yuan.

"Swipe~"

The black and white light beams are like flood waves, passing by in a single stroke, leaving only traces of the universe and dao in the sky.

But the blood dragon and the grass thorn, the two saints who are enough to make people fear, have no bones left, and there is no trace left in the world.

Subconsciously, all the family members turned their attention to Hong Yuan.

Hong Yuan has a tall and straight figure, with black hair fluttering, and a black and white paper fan gently waving in his hand, his whole person is as indifferent as a lunar star.

"Yudao? Hiss~"

Several members of the aristocratic family gasped, their throats moved slightly, and they couldn't help swallowing their saliva dryly.

They had to admit that Hong Yuan's strength had frightened them.

What frightened them was that Hong Yuan was still arrogant in front of Ruan He, looking down on all sentient beings.

A mere rogue cultivator got a little chance, but he dared to turn the world upside down?

"Hehe." Ruan He laughed, he was laughed by Hong Yuanqi.

What he hates most is that other people pretend to be better than him. Except for those few imperial clan arrogances in the heavenly court, who would dare to act fiercely in front of him.

"Rampant? Ignorant child." Ruan He's eyes were getting colder, and he strode forward with murderous thoughts in his heart.

His whole body was filled with turbulent blood, covering the sky and covering the sky, looking from a distance like a sea of ​​blood, completely submerging this place.

The dark clouds rolled, and the sky was about to burst under the pressure of the sea of ​​blood.

Among them, the Dao Dao Mark of Blood swept across all directions, trying to completely submerge Hong Yuan.

Seeing this scene, the saints inside and outside the formation were stunned.

Who is Ruan He? That is the holy son of a powerful family that has produced other enlightened people! !

If he makes a move, is there still a way for the other saints to survive?

"Hula—"

Under Ruan He's powerful oppression, Hong Yuan still maintained a calm state of mind. He fanned the black and white feather fan again, the majestic universe dao mark was activated, and the black and white light beams entangled again, bursting out with even more astonishing power.

Just like white snow meeting hot water, Ruan He's sea of ​​blood was melted in an instant, and his supernatural power was easily deciphered by Hong Yuan.

"The strength is not strong, the tone is not small, tsk tsk." Hong Yuan shook his head disdainfully, causing Ruan He to fly into a rage.

"Die!" Ruan He roared, like a chaotic god coming to the world, the formation collapsed one after another, several aristocratic families vomited blood, and their bodies fell backwards.

Ruan He stretched out his big hand, and the majestic Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao marks activated, with a total of 200,000, which is very terrifying. It turned into a thick blood cloud, and it fell towards Hong Yuan in a mighty way.

Once hit, then Hong Yuan would be refined in an instant, become a part of the blood cloud, and die completely.

The divine channel method passed down by other enlightened people is simply not something that saints without inheritance can resist.

"Heh." Hong Yuan smiled contemptuously, and also patted it backhanded.

The natal supernatural power of the divine beast Kunpeng - devouring the sky and devouring the earth!

At this moment, Hong Yuan's whole body was filled with a deep black light, and even every hair became so domineering.

I saw the dark and dark light rising from Hong Yuan's body to the sky, soaring ninety thousand feet into the sky. Ding Qing saw that there were traces of the esophagus in it. Counting it seriously, it was as big as 300,000!

The large formation surrounding here was immediately destroyed, the whole world was trembling at an even more terrifying speed, and even the sea of ​​thunder that remained of the emperor's prestige was surging wildly.

Apart from the majestic esophagus and Dao marks, Hong Yuan's slap brought down the terrifying force of the divine beast Kunpeng, dominating the world, and the light he radiated even overwhelmed the remaining emperor's prestige for a time.

Hong Yuan's demon body is so fierce, it can be called invincible among the same rank. Especially changing the body of Hanyuejiao into the divine beast Kunpeng, it is even more terrifying.

At the same level, Hong Yuan dared to fight even if it was the Great Dream Emperor, who was known as the most powerful and holy.

Facing the existence of Ruan He at the same level, it was impossible for Hong Yuan to back down.

Rumble!

With this blow, the sky collapsed, the earth cracked, and the sea dried up.

Crazy collisions, abrasions, and erosions between blood path marks and esophagus marks.

Where the two sides met, there was a great wind like the collapse of the world, which made all the saints terrified and fled crazily.

Datongfeng has the function of assimilating everything.

Once the Datong wind is allowed to blow, it can destroy the blessed land and cave of the saint.

Here, it seems to have become the center of the storm of Datong, and the weak are not even qualified to approach.

Ruan He's body collapsed, a large amount of blood rained down, and everything was headed towards irreversible defeat.

This scene shocked all the saints, and the saints couldn't believe it.

Ruan He is the holy son of the Tyrannical Blood Demon Tree Clan. He is famous for his incomparable flesh and shell. Even the arrogance of the imperial clan must be cautious about being approached by him.

Before that, they didn't believe that there were casual cultivators who could be compared with Ruan He.

But at this moment, they were stunned, unable to believe what they saw.

"Let him go."

A saint with snake scales all over his body yelled at Hong Yuan: "Do you know who we are and where we come from? If you kill him, there will be no place for you in the Nine Heavens and Five Continents!!"

The corner of Hong Yuan's mouth curled up, and he said viciously: "Then you, come and beat me to death now, wahahaha——"

Hong Yuan laughed unrestrainedly, and threatened the other party in turn, with the charm of a giant in the magic way.

That's right, in terms of the monster body, he has always enjoyed the uncompromising status, and is regarded by the old monsters of the monster clan as the heir apparent of the master of the monster clan.

With such great power, Hong Yuan is willing to suffer loneliness and has been dormant and developing silently, which is already a lot of face for Tiangong.

Under the shocked gazes of the family members, Hong Yuan attacked fiercely with every move.

Still possessing the magical power of devouring heaven and devouring earth, he clapped his big hand down and turned into a black hole, devouring everything in a frenzy.

The sound of the tornado resounding, was so huge that it was like the sound of a war drum. Every sound would take away a large part of Ruan He's life essence.

Rumble!

In the end, Ruan He became unconscious and transformed into the main body of the Tyrannical Blood Demon Tree. Obviously, he had reached the limit state.

But, what are casual cultivators and sons of aristocratic families?

That is the difference in background, that is the difference between having a strong backer! !

The Clan of the Tyrant Blood Demon Tree once had a supreme being of the ninth level of alternative enlightenment. Ruan He, as the holy son of the Blood Demon Tree Clan, naturally would not say that he would die so easily.

Moments of life and death.

Ruan He finally gave up his pride, he looked at Hong Yuan faintly, and activated the younger generation left behind him in the clan.

He sighed helplessly: "Please turn around, old ancestor."

finished talking.

boom!

Immortal mist filled the air, glow bursts, and terrifying aura emerged from the white jade weapon Ruan He was carrying.

All of a sudden, Hong Yuan's body trembled slightly, causing Hong Yuan's supernatural power to disappear, allowing Ruan He to escape from this crisis.

All the saints were terrified, and they all stared blankly at the heroic figure in front of Ruan He.

The quasi-emperor incarnation!

"Sacred Blood Great Ming King!!"

A family member who knew the details of the incarnation of the quasi-emperor exclaimed in surprise, and looked at Hong Yuan with a bit of amusement.

The incarnation of Emperor Zhun who was called the Divine Blood Ming King slowly opened his eyes, and around him, one planet after another suddenly appeared.

The sky suddenly darkened, only the light of Thunder Immortal Palace remained.

Around the Divine Blood Daming King, a vast star field was formed, rumbling and rumbling, forming a terrifying map of the world tree, which seemed to contain the truth of heaven and earth.

This kind of terrifying power and influence can really be called supernatural power, which frightened many ordinary saints out of their wits, without even thinking about it, they fled directly, never daring to think about picking up the fairy palace.

"Looking for a helper? Hehe, I have one too."

Faced with such a terrifying existence as the Divine Blood Daming King, Hong Yuan put his hands behind his back and smiled calmly, causing the saints to frown for a while.

The demon disintegrates!

The demon disintegrates!

The demon disintegrates!

...

for a moment.

Hong Yuan's aura rose instantly.

Ordinary eighth rank, eighth rank Great Sage, eighth rank quasi-emperor! ! !

His aura was as great as the sun, and he turned back to the Divine Blood Daming King. The saints were shocked and dumbfounded, doubting themselves.

Just a moment ago, the Divine Blood Daming King was still coercing the world, staring at Hong Yuan indifferently, showing the world the strength of the Tyrannical Blood Demon Tree Clan, forcing the saints to remain silent.

The next moment, the mighty face of King Shenxue Daming immediately froze, with a look of astonishment on his face, he stared blankly at Hong Yuan, his face full of disbelief.

half an hour.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost!" The Divine Blood Daming King snorted coldly, holding a golden divine spear, and slashed down towards Hong Yuan.

The divine power is like a prison sea, with turbulent waves and murderous intent everywhere.

Just the aftermath of divine power crushed to death nearly ten saints who were unable to escape, which was extremely terrifying.

"Black is yin, white is yang, yin and yang reverse in a single thought!" Hong Yuan threw out the black and white paper fan.

With a bang, the majestic cosmic dao marks and esophagus dao marks rolled out, making the black and white paper fan glow all over, glowing and glowing, with an immortal charm.

At this moment, under the radiance of black and white divine light, every inch of Hong Yuan's body was flashing with Kunpeng's unique dao pattern, which was enough to suppress the world and span the ages.

The black and white feather fan blessed by him turned into a black and white divine rainbow, pouring mightily towards the divine blood Daming King.

This kind of power and influence not only caused Cangming to fall, but even the blue sky and the sky, the place of nine heavens, shook for a while.

"How is it possible~"

Looking at the divine blood Daming King who was beaten so hard that no trace could be left, the saints were stunned.

Ruan He's body was even more stiff and his eyes were distracted.

He never thought that he would die at the hands of a casual cultivator named "Qiao".

...

quiet.

so quiet.

The wind is so quiet.

Everything happened so suddenly.

At the same time, a greater doubt arose in the hearts of these saints.

"It's not big brother, you have such strength, why didn't you show it earlier, who dares to stop you?"

However, after all, no one dared to ask Hong Yuan like this.

Not even anyone who had the courage to walk up to him!

In fact, it wasn't that Hong Yuan wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but that the demon's disintegration supernatural power was a forbidden technique that consumed lifespan in exchange for combat power.

He used such a forbidden technique all the time when he was full? How can it be.

Good steel should of course be used on the cutting edge.

【Name: Hong Yuan】

【Shou Yuan: 53397/15000000】

【Qualification: 99】

[Boundary: Tier Six]

【school:

Esophagus (Grand Master 62%), Dao of Taiyin (Grand Master 54%)

Kendo (Great Master 34%), Dream Dao (Grand Master 30%),

...]

[Clone: ​​Cold Moon Jiao]

[Level: Level 7]

【talent:

The supernatural powers of the Wanji domain, the supernatural powers of devouring the heavens and the earth, the supernatural powers of disintegrating the demons,

Xinghuo Liaoyuan supernatural power, cold moon sealing supernatural power, Wanjun heavy water supernatural power,

...]

Hong Yuan glanced at the proficiency panel, and roughly calculated that this eruption cost about 10,000 lifespans.

"Phew, it's okay to only consume such a little lifespan." Hong Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to reach the eighth level faster, these sacrifices are worth it.

What's more, in the next step, if he eats an extra bite of Kunpeng Daozang, he will be able to earn it back.

Hong Yuan moved, turned around slowly, and looked at the fairy palace in the distance.

Even though this place has been beaten to pieces and turned into nothingness, the Thunder Immortal Palace above Wang Yang is still hanging firmly in the air.

Around it, the chaotic black and yellow qi floating around became more powerful.

Hong Yuan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

After all, the chaotic black and yellow energy is born from the barriers of heaven and earth, and it is the supreme power that can only be controlled by a ninth-order existence. It is difficult for him not to imagine that he owns it.

The sea of ​​thunder that wrapped the fairy palace was still berserk. Mountain-like thunderbolts still fell from the nine-day sky, shining non-stop. Although the emperor's prestige gradually faded, it was still terrifying enough to stop any existence.

Hong Yuan looked normal.

He slowly urged Kunpeng's natal supernatural power to "swallow the sky and devour the earth", and put on a heavy black robe for himself.

Just like that, Hong Yuan calmly walked towards the Thunder Immortal Palace, leaving behind a stalwart figure for the saints, causing them to fall into endless reverie.

"Hiss~"

"How fundamental is this, I still don't know anything!"

"He, he actually went in!?" You Shijiazi turned pale in horror.

Until this moment, the members of the aristocratic family are still unwilling to believe that Hong Yuan was born as a "casual cultivator".

The class in this world has been solidified for a long time.

A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make a hole. This is an eternal truth!

They would rather believe that Hong Yuan was the descendant blood of a certain imperial family, and they never believed that Hong Yuan had a mediocre background.

The world is cruel but real, and real will never be beautiful~

Before Emperor Longyang was born, and when the torrent of heaven and earth had not yet been stratified.

In the world of martial arts, everything is solidified and stagnant...