Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Chapter 495 There is no emperor in the way of slavery, it would be great if you, Hong Yuan, follow the way of slavery...

The human race's expedition to the endless sea this time is a full-scale attack.

When Fengxi Hongyuan and Li Jianqiu were in an inseparable battle, other battlefields were also engaged in extremely fierce life-and-death fights.

Boom!

Giant eagles as huge as mountains descended from the sky, pressing down horizontally.

They are bathed in thunder, and they run wild in the world with extremely terrifying power. Every move can evaporate a vast ocean and destroy island groups everywhere.

This is a group of wild beasts!

Du Zhang Yaosheng's face was heavy, and he stared straight at the handsome but vicissitudes of life figure at the rear.

Slave Saint——Long Zhandu!

It is said that boxing is afraid of the young.

This is especially evident in the body of the Poison Zhang Yaosheng who has run out of oil and lamps and is entering the last years of his life.

Because the strength of the Poison Chapter Demon Saint has already declined from the seventh level to the sixth level.

The realm of saints, a realm of heaven and earth, almost no one can defeat the enemy across the ranks.

As long as there are those who can defeat the enemy across ranks, there are only a few in every great era, and the fate of the two races must also be included.

The existence of being able to defeat the enemy across levels in the realm of saints can really be called the capital of the emperor, not too much!

Now.

The reason why the Poison Zhang Yaosheng chose to fight was because he wanted to burn his last bit of brilliance, to contribute to the demon clan and his Nine Poison Octopus clan.

Although Xuan Guangqiao promised to protect the Nine Poison Octopus Clan, his Nine Poison Octopus Clan, his Poison Chapter Demon Saint Zhang Ku, also has his own backbone.

He would rather die in battle than die in a hospital bed!

"Sage of slavery, hehe. Thinking about it, I'm about to end the curtain."

Poison Zhang Yaosheng has white hair and dry skin. But when he looked at Long Zhandu, who was full of vigor and prosperity, he smiled.

boom!

A vibrato sounded.

The demon sage Du Zhang decisively burned his last source of life, leaving no room for it.

clatter~

The purple blood energy in his body was surging, rising up in an instant, submerging this place like a sea.

At this moment, the strength of the Poison Zhang Yaosheng returned to the realm of the seventh-level saint, shining like the sun, unstoppable, and unconcealable.

This sudden and huge shock immediately caused Long Zhandu's face to turn pale and his heart to tremble.

Without even thinking about it, Long Zhandu immediately fled away without looking back.

"Poison Dao Supernatural Power - Calamity of Evil Poison!"

The calamity of evil poison is the natal supernatural power of the nine poisonous octopus. It was also used by Zhang Fan, the genius of the monster clan, when he was in a contest with Xuanguangqiao.

Now it is used by the Poison Chapter Demon Saint, and its power is even more astonishing and terrifying.

"Fan'er, if there is an afterlife... that's all, that's all."

Poison Zhang Yaosheng recalled the past and wanted to say something to his proudest junior, Zhang Fan.

At the last moment, he was suddenly relieved, and no longer blamed himself for Zhang Fan's failure to cross the tribulation.

The demon sage of poison Zhang closed his eyes, with a smile on his face, he burned everything in himself, and imbued himself with this supernatural power of disaster of evil poison.

Boom!

Ashes to dust, dust to dust.

The poisonous chapter demon sage completely dissipated and disappeared from the world.

And the purple mist was like a sea tumbling, causing the Dao Marks to become disordered, and the dark world was instantly lit up.

now.

The majestic poisonous gas is surging, the air of corruption is permeating, and the desolate beasts are wailing and screaming.

This sea area collapsed on its own as if it had been cursed by corrosion, causing a lot of space turbulence.

"Damn, damn!!"

Long Zhandu was heartbroken watching the desolate beasts he managed to get fall one after another.

But now, it was too late for him to be more distressed, because the purple poisonous mist with the charm of decaying all things was condensing into a huge octopus, which was rushing towards him with a ferocious face.

Once contaminated, he will definitely be dragged down by the poisonous demon saint, and he will fall on the spot!

Plop, plop--

There was a rapid and violent flapping of wings.

The Thunder Mengying under Long Zhandu spread its thick wings and ran wildly.

It is like a thunder and lightning god's ray, flashing across the void, one breath can cover hundreds of thousands of miles, and the speed is astonishingly fast.

This Xunlei Mengying is a wild beast of the Dream Dao. It is expected to break through to the eighth-order ancient wild beast realm.

But no matter how great the Thunder Dream Eagle is, it is only in the realm of a sixth-level desolate beast, and it is difficult to compete with the seventh-level divine power.

"ah!"

Long Zhandu felt the deadly threat getting closer and closer behind him, his eyes were red, and he roared unwillingly.

Afterwards, his ten fingers flew, and numerous slave Taoist seals were struck in his hands, and slapped on the Thunder Dream Eagle below him.

In contrast, the Thunder Dream Eagle under him swelled and grew stronger, with a sharp breath, infinitely approaching the realm of the seventh-order ancient desolate beast.

next moment.

Long Zhandu stepped a little bit, away from Thunder Mengying.

The Thunder Mengying turned around and pounced towards the purple octopus. The two collided with each other, and the sky and the earth were completely dark.

Rumble——

The Thunder Mengying was torn apart and turned into blood, and it let out a heart-piercing scream, which made Long Zhandu feel even more distressed.

But fortunately, at the cost of the Thunder Mengying, Long Zhandu with difficulty blocked the last brilliant move of the Poison Zhang Yaosheng.

From a certain level, Long Zhandu killed the seventh-level demon saint by crossing the sixth-level realm, which is extremely remarkable.

Long Zhandu, who was just staring at this scene, held his hands tightly.

He was quite unwilling in his heart. If he knew this, he would not accept this task.

Because the return and the payment are not equal at all, and it is not worth it at all!

But fortunately, as a slave saint, he can pull up a herd of desolate beasts again.

It's just that he would have to spend time and effort looking for a wild beast of the Dream Dao with such powerful combat power and extraordinary potential as Thunder Mengying.

"Ah~" Long Zhandu couldn't help but sighed, turned and left.

However, in less than a moment, Long Zhandu's mind went blank and his face was panicked.

Because of him, he was targeted by a demon clan genius!

Nine Swords Grass Leaf Jianfei!

The former overlord of the white tiger, the contemporary peerless arrogance of the monster clan who was once compared to Xuan Guangqiao!

"Die!"

Ye Jianfei shouted angrily, the cold sword in his hand clanked, and the sword energy traveled thousands of miles.

Ye Jianfei was determined to kill Long Zhandu, a slave saint.

Nine-leaf Sword Grass is a different kind of swordsmanship, and it can be transformed into the supreme swordsmanship Nine-leaf Swordgrass after practicing to a high level.

As a descendant of the Nine-leaf Sword Grass, no one understands the horror of slave saints better than the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass.

Since ancient times, slave souls have not been separated from each other. The closest relative is the eighth emperor of the human race, the Soul Slayer Demon Emperor, who has enslaved many monster saints as playthings for beasts through the slave way, and even enslaved Jiuyoufeng. This is a great shame for the monster race!

And Ye Jianfei had already set his sights on Long Zhandu, the slavish sage, but he had no chance to make a move.

Now is the time to kill!

Clang——

The sword intent pierces through the body, and the whole body is icy cold.

The sword energy is illusory, cold and piercing.

The sword light soared into the sky, illuminating the entire world.

The pupils of Long Zhandu's eyes dilated, his mind froze, a chill rushed from his spine to the sky, his scalp was numb, and the chill completely enveloped his whole body.

Facing Ye Jianfei's ultimate move, which had been dormant for a long time, at this moment, he had no time to react effectively.

At this moment, past experiences surfaced in front of Long Zhandu's eyes one by one, watching the lights on horseback.

At the age of sixteen, at the opening ceremony, ninety-five percent of the first-class apertures were opened, attracting much attention, and he was promoted from a handyman disciple to a full-time disciple.

In the same year, he joined the Spirit Beast Hall, became a high-level teacher, and was promoted from a formal disciple to a practice disciple. From this, he established a slave heart and devoted himself to the Tao.

At the age of thirty-three, he was dispatched to guard the side, and his cultivation base was promoted to the fourth-level elementary school, and he was promoted from a formal disciple to a true disciple.

At the age of fifty-one, he participated in the competition for the true biography of Fengxi and became the true biography of Fengxi. He was one of the nine most honorable members of the Fengxi sect.

...

The past is like light, fleeting and fleeting.

"The slave way can be holy, but it is regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the saints. Unfortunately, I don't know if there will be a slave way emperor in the future..."

Suddenly.

Long Zhandu suddenly understood why it was difficult for a saint of the slave way to appear, and why the elders were not optimistic about him becoming a saint through the way of slavery.

For some reason, Long Zhandu suddenly recalled the proud figure of Hong Yuan slaves converging and manipulating thousands of Gu worms.

"There is no emperor in the way of slavery, it is not bad to be able to become Emperor Zhun. It would be great if you, Hong Yuan, followed the way of slavery..."

Boom!

The cold glow passed by, and the smoke dissipated.

Ye Jianfei slashed Long Zhandu to death with his sword. He was gasping for breath, and turned to meet the next Tianjiao of the human race.

…

at the same time.

A certain wilderness in the blue sky.

A group of seventh-rank saints from the human race and the monster race fought here, the blood rained majesticly, and the heavens and the earth wept.

On both sides of the war, there are heroes who have been famous for a long time, such as the time insect demon saint and the blue lamp good Buddha. There are also famous cutting-edge talents, such as Ziyun Yaosheng and Shi Lingfang.

If you are really a little careless, you will die.

In this huge battlefield, one saint after another fell, and one small world inside the body after another was blown up by the aftermath.

"Good opportunity!" Shi Lingfang saw that Shi Chong Yao's Saint Immortal Qi was exhausted, and his strength was not exhausted.

She immediately let out a long howl, stimulating the dragon blood hidden deep in her body.

She is a descendant of Emperor Longyang, she was born with the blood of dragon people, and she is close to Time Dao.

Even if Shi Chong Yaosheng is the Autumn Cicada, the blood descendant of the legendary ninth-level time dao beast Spring and Autumn Silkworm, it would not be good to fight Shi Lingfang.

Suddenly.

A vague dragon shadow appeared behind Shi Lingfang, and every ups and downs of the dragon shadow would make the world flicker.

According to legend, the water in the River of Time is the Divine Water of Zhouguang, which helps the River of Time to support the flow of this world.

And that Time Dao Divine Beast Spring Autumn Cicada can shuttle back and forth in the long river of time.

Or go upstream and go back to the past.

Or speed up and fly into the future.

But no matter whether the legend is true or not, it shows the close connection between Zhouguang Shenshui and Spring Autumn Cicada.

boom!

now.

The Zhouguang Shenshui body armor that Shi Chong Yaosheng was proud of was smashed to pieces by Shi Lingfang with a whip.

What's even more frightening is that this body armor can't be traced back.

In front of Shi Lingfang, the descendant of Emperor Longyang, all the methods of Shi Chong Yaosheng were restrained!

"Oh~"

"If I knew this earlier, it would be better to give this Zhouguang Shenshui to Xuanguangqiao to form a good relationship."

When the origin of the immortal aperture in his body was pierced, Shi Chong Yaosheng sighed with regret in his heart.

In the past, he looked down on Xuan Guangqiao very much.

When Xuanguangqiao offered to exchange Zhouguang Shenshui for his disciple Wei Qin, he ruthlessly despised Xuanguangqiao and laughed at Xuanguangqiao's ignorance.

But who knew that Xuanguangqiao was able to counterattack in the end and became the destiny of the demon clan? !

However, in fact, there is no need to feel sorry for the Insect Demon Saint.

Because "Xuanguang Bridge" has a small book in his heart.

Xuanguang Bridge had planned to wash the tomb of the time insect demon saint with a river of Zhouguang divine water after he was successful in cultivation...

…

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ink sea.

The place where the destiny of the human race is inherited, there is the Nine Dao Fields of the Nine Emperors of the human race, which can help the unenlightened Great Dream Emperor to grow up rapidly!

Shang Yaoqin slowly walked over to the dojo of the Ninth Emperor of the Human Race, Paradise Land Saint Buddha.

Among them, she observed the entangled life of Ai Feng, the holy Buddha in the Promised Land, and Ji Yinglan, the phoenix goddess of the demon race.

The Soul Slayer Devil Emperor is the eighth emperor of the human race, and the Holy Buddha of Paradise is the ninth emperor of the human race.

If the Soul Slaughter Devil Emperor is famous for killing, then the Holy Buddha of Paradise is known for his compassion.

In the generation of the Holy Buddha in the Paradise, the human race learned the lesson of the confrontation between the Taiyin Holy Lord and the Soul Slayer Devil Emperor, and understood that it is useless to blindly rush.

Therefore, the human race adopted a roundabout tactic.

The human race wants to let the holy Buddha of Paradise capture the body and mind of the Phoenix Goddess, transform the monster race, and integrate it into the human race system!

This plan, the Promised Land Saint Buddha almost succeeded in assimilating the monster race.

Even if it was not completely successful in the end, the Holy Buddha of Paradise still caused the demon clan to have signs of differentiation.

For example, although the spirit beasts and beast masters arose in the era of the Soul Slayer Devil Emperor, they reached their peak in the era of the Holy Buddha in Paradise!

To this day, Buddhist sects of all sizes in the Western Desert Divine Continent still have the method of cultivating natal spirit beasts, and with the help of the power of the spiritual beasts, they can improve the land veins of the Western Desert Divine Continent...

"Unite a group, win over a group, suppress a group..."

"The master of Taoism is mysterious, deep and unresolved, inside but outside of it..."

Shang Yaoqin squinted her beautiful eyes, carefully understanding the profound meaning in it.

While she was meditating, the Paradise Dojo suddenly burst into pieces and collapsed.

The Paradise Dojo turned into balls of earthy yellow fairy energy, frantically rushing towards the blessed land in Shang Yaoqin's body, trying to strengthen her origin of the fairy orifice.

The power of destiny is activated!

clatter...

The white feather Taoist crown on the head of Shang Yao's piano is blooming with fairy clouds, and the white jade fairy flute around his waist is ringing leisurely.

Wearing the emperor's black robe, her great luck manifested, and she actually accommodated the good fortune of the Paradise Dojo with her sixth-level body!

How amazing?

There was only a roar, and Shang Yaoqin's cultivation level immediately broke through to the first catastrophe of the sixth level.

If all the good fortune in the Paradise Dojo is consumed, it will not be a problem to go straight to the seventh level!

It is really easy to break through while sitting and lying down! !

Shang Yaoqin has grown so significantly not long after he became a saint, it is really amazing.

Compared with Xuanguang Bridge, it is not inferior at all!

"My sound channel attainments have improved?!"

"Go on."

"I hope to be able to prove [Sword Master] earlier, so that I can better kill Xuanguangqiao."

After a long time.

Shang Yaoqin came back to her senses, her eyes were firm, and she strode forward.

In her body, the firm and domineering will is more prominent, making her stand out from the crowd, frightening, like the resurrection of a heavenly emperor.

Xuan Guangqiao must die!

She, Shang Yaoqin, wanted the position of Taoist Master Mengdao.

She, Shang Yaoqin, also wants the throne of Emperor Dameng.

This is her destiny as a human race!