v5 Chapter 642： Whether the Southern Wilderness is in chaos or not, Lang can decide!

"Daxuanzhenghe forty-seven years, autumn, the sixth day of September."

"It's the blood tide in the Southern Wilderness, thousands of monsters are eagerly waiting, and all Confucian scholars are here, vying for a chance to prove the Tao."

"Big brother of the bamboo forest of the human race, the great scholar of the blood slaughter, Lang Feixian, with the force of the wind and thunder, made the first sound of the battle, and used "Jiang Jinjiu" as a guide to break through the colorful fairyland of the peacock clan. Where the sword light fell, the bird feathers flew."

"Kong Susu, the ancestral peacock demon, wanted to kill Immortal Langfei, but was beheaded by Immortal Langfei's sword with 'Galaxy Falling Nine Heavens'!"

"At that time, the long sword crossed the sky, the stars shattered, and Nanhuang was shaken."

"This is the First Ancestral Demon Realm of Bloodline Tidal Fall!"

"Immortal Langfei, with the realm of great Confucianism, was ahead of the northern barbarian **** of slaughtering barbarians, and now he is killing ancestor demons in the southern wilderness."

"The figure is like the wind, and the sword is like thunder, traveling across the southern wilderness, across the world."

"Mighty! Magnificent!"

"I'm so lucky to see it!"

"Tai Shigong said: Chen Luo, the lord of martial arts, was born ten years late, and he did not meet this opportunity. Otherwise, he must have the appearance of being a saint for thousands of miles at this time. If so, the two heroes of the bamboo forest fought side by side in the southern wasteland. It is also a good story passed down from generation to generation."

…

"Stimulate!"

"It's so exciting!"

Lang Feixian blushed and her heart beat faster.

It's exciting.

He kept traveling through the space, but the ancestor demon behind him kept chasing after him.

The Peacock Clan is an old and strong clan in the Southern Wilderness, so it is natural that the subordinate clan is indispensable, and there is no lack of ancestor demons in this subordinate clan.

Now there are three ancestor demons following Lang Feixian closely: the peacock ancestor demon, the golden pheasant ancestor demon, and the cormorant ancestor demon.

Really walk the bird...

"Just you three eggs?" Lang Feixian yelled loudly while running away, "Come on, come and chase me!"

"This great Confucian canonize himself a saint today, no one can stop him!"

…

"It's too dangerous." On Fangcun Mountain, Chen Luo looked anxious.

No matter how powerful the elder brother is, it is still too difficult to deal with the three ancestor demons.

what to do?

At this moment, a tree behind Chen Luo shook slightly, and a voice came out: "Little brother, don't worry."

Chen Luo: (?Д?)ノ

Fuck!

what's the situation!

Chen Luo suddenly turned to look at the tree behind him.

The tree was so realistic, if he hadn't made a sound, he wouldn't have noticed it.

No, this is Fangcun Mountain.

How could I not know!

unless…

"Seven...seventh brother?"

"That's right, it's me!" The tree shook slightly, "Don't look at the tree, look up, the sixth branch on the third branch, the sixteenth leaf on the right, is me."

Chen Luo: ~(′ー`～)

"By the way, the flower a hundred steps to the right of you, with the slightly yellowed petals on it, is also me."

"Thirty steps in front of your door, the dew on the weeds under that stone is also me."

"The seventh piece of firewood in the third row in the far corner of the firewood room is me."

"And half of the fish in Jingze Lake are me!"

Chen Luo: (#?д??)

Brother Seven, what are you doing?

Peekaboo?

"You're going to Nether suddenly. I'm worried that something will happen to you in Fangcunshan. To be on the safe side, I made some arrangements. I haven't had time to tell you!"

"Thank you for your love, senior brother." Chen Luo couldn't laugh or cry, but soon thought of the topic again, and said via voice transmission, "Seventh senior brother, what should senior brother do now?"

"It's okay, I know he's going to make waves, and I made some immature preparations."

For some reason, Chen Luo's heart suddenly felt at ease when he heard Brother Qi say that he had made some preparations.

…

At this moment, the blood tide clouds in the sky of the Southern Wilderness formed whirlpools, and the blood-colored luck could be seen with the naked eye as a vortex and fell to various parts of the Southern Wilderness like a pillar of wind.

This is the performance of the Great Sage Peak and the Great Confucianism seeking to absorb luck.

But looking at it roughly now, there are at least hundreds of vortex wind pillars, but can hundreds of ancestor demons and saints be born?

impossible!

At this moment, the killing begins!

"Today, my teacher Changkong is promoted to the ancestor demon!" A green lion demon transformed into its original form, its body as large as ten feet was full of explosive power, he stood on a cliff, opened his mouth, and a lot of tidal luck Inhaled by him.

At this moment, a ray of light cut down, and the blue lion great sage teacher Changkong couldn't dodge in time, and was directly split in two by the ray of light, and the originally absorbed bloodline tidal luck and his own bloodline breath turned into blood and went away. Flying in the air, but suddenly a suction force came, swallowing this luck and breath into his stomach.

"The wind does not return, what do you mean!" A giant golden lion appeared above the territory of the Lion Clan, exuding the coercion of the ancestor demon, "My Lion Clan is a follower of your Tiger Clan!"

At this time, the figure of the winged tiger slowly appeared in the sky, and the two huge wings behind him spread out, as if blocking the sun.

"Master Kong secretly colluded with the Buddhist sects of the Western Regions, don't you know about the Lion Ancestor?" Feng Bugui glanced at the Lion Ancestor demon indifferently, and the aura on his body suddenly released, and he even broke the pressure of the Lion Ancestor.

Then Feng Bugui hooked it with his hand, and actually picked out a relic from Shi Changkong's corpse.

"Let's choose another person to advance." Feng Bugui left such a sentence, and disappeared directly in place. Shi Zu hesitated for a moment, but finally did not make a move.

…

another place.

On the open plain, thousands of mongooses sat cross-legged, and directly in front of them, a mongoose saint absorbed tidal luck, and his body began to grow rapidly.

At this moment, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky. The figure was hundreds of feet long, swallowing snake letters, and with a sudden flick, it rushed towards the mongoose sage.

At the same time, there was a wave of fluctuation in the space, and a mongoose ancestor demon with a height of hundreds of feet walked out of the void, stretching out its claws to catch the python ancestor demon, but a black hill descended from the sky, directly towards the mongoose ancestor demon Suppress and go.

"Mysterious tortoise ancestor!" The mongoose ancestor was shocked, and quickly raised his hand, condensing a barrier to block the suppression of the black tortoise ancestor, and shouted in his mouth: "The mysterious tortoise family, our family and the snake and python family are feuds , why do you want to intervene!"

The mysterious tortoise ancestor didn't say a word, but at this time the snake clan ancestor demon had come to the mongoose sage, opened its huge mouth, revealing the snake's innate supernatural power, and directly swallowed the other party into its stomach!

After the Zumba snake ancestor devoured the mongoose sage, it quickly left in the air, and the mysterious turtle ancestor also disappeared.

Sadness quickly spread across the grassland. The Mongoose Ancestral Demon took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Yuyuan Country! Yuyuan Country! Good, you are fine!"

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, he directly collected all the mongoose monsters on the plain into his ancestral star space, and then his figure flashed and disappeared.

…

An ancestor demon crosses the Qilin domain.

"Don't worry about the Qilin King!"

"My ancestor took advantage of the road to go south to work, and never stopped, and I hope to save face!"

As soon as the ancestor demon finished speaking, a heavy fist suddenly blasted through the void and hit the ancestor demon directly. The ancestor demon was shocked, and said while resisting: "This ancestor is just borrowing, borrowing..."

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the ancestor demon's body was directly blown away.

"Who is this with?"

"You still need to save face from me, do you think you are the old Qinglong?"

In the rain of blood all over the sky, the Qilin King appeared cursingly, took a deep breath, and then spoke with a thunderous voice—

"Kirin Domain, do not participate in the blood tide!"

"Those who cross the boundary, kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the Qilin Beast Blood Formation exuding great power was opened, directly enveloping the entire Qilin Domain.

…

"Senior Brother Seven, in this situation, is it very dangerous for my Human Race Great Confucian?" Chen Luo sensed that Nanhuang was fighting everywhere, and those first-rank Great Saints, Peak Great Saints and even Ancestral Demons who were usually high on weekdays were constantly falling, and suddenly felt in his heart Some anxious.

There are only three semi-holy guardians in the human race, and one of them is the Fang family's semi-holy, how can the guardians come here!

"Nothing at the moment." "Senior Brother Fallen Leaf Seven" Ye Jian shook his head as if shaking his head, and explained, "My human race's consecration is different from the monster race's returning to the ancestors."

"The Yaozu can just absorb the bloodline luck directly."

"My human race seeks to become a saint, first we must rearrange our own principles and sort out our own knowledge."

"Seek and seek, you must first find the answer you are seeking. Then you will absorb tidal luck to help you take this step."

"So at this time, my human race's great Confucianism should still be in the process of enlightenment, and did not participate in the competition. Now the vision of comprehension is covered by the evil spirit of blood, but it is a good thing."

"In the previous blood tides, because I waited too long before, the time to finally understand was too short. Eldest brother also made a mistake in his calculations and made a mistake, and he made a great contribution!"

"Well, so it's like this..." Chen Luo nodded, and suddenly realized, "By the way, senior brother!"

How is the big brother now!

…

"The big river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky follow the Big Dipper..."

"Let's go if you say go, you have me, you have everything..."

At this moment, Lang Feixian, who was fleeing quickly, only felt that the song hummed casually by the younger brother was too expressive of his feelings.

"When the road is injustice, let out a roar, when it's time to make a move, make a move, rush into Kyushu in a hurry..."

But...Lang Feixian looked back at the three ancestor demons who were chasing after him, feeling a little regretful.

I've already circled the Southern Wilderness, why are you three birds and eggs sticking together, and there are no new ones?

This is looking down on me!

Repeat, the real wave, there is no escape, only gain momentum.

Forget it, it's up to you.

Lang Feixian stretched his hand into his bosom, and when he took it out again, there were two small paper figurines in his hand.

I saw the words on the little paper man: Kuang Lang No. 1, Kuang Lang No. 2.

Immediately afterwards, he poured awe-inspiring righteousness into the paper figurine, and suddenly threw the paper figurine forward.

"Bang!" "Bang!" Two more Langfei fairy appeared, flying away side by side with the real Langfei fairy.

Immediately, Immortal Langfei had a thought, and the two fake Immortal Langfei immediately turned to different directions.

"Huh?" The peacock ancestor demon, golden pheasant ancestor demon, and cormorant ancestor demon were all taken aback, and quickly transmitted their voices.

"Brother Kong, which one is true?"

The five-color light flashed in the eyes of the peacock ancestor demon, and a look of doubt appeared on his face: "It's weird, it's all true!"

"Then what to do?"

The peacock ancestor quickly decided: "Separate and chase after each other!"

"When he killed Kong Susu, the ancestor sensed the power of other semi-holy beings, so he must have used his master's semi-holy strike."

"His real strength is impossible to instantly kill the ancestors, first entangle him, and then kill him!"

The golden pheasant and the cormorant ancestors suddenly realized when they heard the words, no wonder Kong Susu fell so quickly before.

Now I have a bottom line in my heart.

The three ancestor demons immediately set their targets and chased them separately.

…

At the same time, high above the sky.

The holy hall and the Taoist palace had already left, but two figures stood in the sky, one was surrounded by Wenhua Jinxiu, and the other exuded yin and yang Taoism, overlooking the land of the southern wasteland, but no one noticed them.

It is not accurate to say that no one found it, but the muddy old eyes glanced at them and took them back.

"Little Han, how many more demi-saints can our human race have this time?" the Taoist robed old man yawned and asked lightly.

Han Changli smiled lightly: "Yunsun shouldn't have a big problem, and the Fang family should be prepared and confident."

"The Kong family and Song Ci depend on their luck."

"How about we make a bet?" The Taoist robed old man suddenly said, "The old Taoist thought that apart from the Fang family, the other three could be consecrated..."

Han Changli shook his head: "No gambling!"

"Why don't you gamble?" The Taoist robed old man frowned and asked.

"There are variables, and I can't win for sure, so I don't gamble!" Han Changli replied.

"Variable... You mean Immortal Langfei?" The Taoist robed old man smiled.

Han Changli looked at the old man in Taoist robes, and also smiled: "Mr. Xiyi, don't pretend to be confused."

Chen Xiyi laughed heartily, and said, "Do you want to help that Qinglian?"

Han Changli was about to reply, when an old voice sounded in the ears of the two: "You can watch, but don't shoot!"

Han Changli and Chen Xiyi looked at each other, and Han Changli smiled and said, "Emperor Qinglong, don't worry, we won't make a move!"

…

Immortal Langfei's spirit was released, and he sensed it.

Very good, following behind is the golden pheasant ancestor demon.

Call back to make soup!

Lang Fei slashed forward with the immortal long sword, breaking open the space and entering the void again.

The golden pheasant ancestor demon stared blankly, and wanted to escape through space?

Hmph, sooner or later I will catch up with you.

Immediately, the golden pheasant ancestor directly plunged into the void.

…

"brush!"

A flash of sword light flashed, and the Golden Pheasant Demon subconsciously avoided it. A few feathers were swept by the sword light and fell into the void.

He looked at Immortal Lang Fei standing in front of him, showing surprise: "It seems that I am chasing the deity."

"Why didn't you run away?"

Lang Feixian smiled easily: "Being chased by a chicken, I can't afford to lose people."

The golden pheasant ancestor demon was furious: "This ancestor is not a chicken, but a golden pheasant!"

Roaring in the mouth, the golden pheasant ancestor demon was not slow to move. With a sway of the whole body, it turned into a huge golden pheasant, with five-color halos emitting from its body, and its sharp beak pecked at Lang Feixian.

But all poultry monsters have the innate supernatural power of "pecking", and this golden pheasant ancestor has practiced this innate supernatural power to the extreme. It is as powerful as lightning and invincible. At this moment, even the void seems to be emanating from him. The five-color halo was fixed, and the end of the beak seemed destined to be the chest of Fairy Langfei.

Can't escape, can't escape.

This is the rule of his Golden Pheasant Ancestral Demon!

Siege? It wants to kill Lang Feixian alone!

While attacking, it still did not forget the spirit transmission: "Langfei Xian, I know that you killed Kong Susu with your master's curing supernatural power!"

"But now, you have used that magic, so what can you use against me?"

"Go to hell, hahahaha!"

Lang Feixian sighed as he looked at the rapidly approaching Golden Pheasant Ancestral Demon.

I know Yaozu is not smart, but I didn't expect to meet such a stupid one.

If you peck with your mouth, don't you bring your head up?

Rules are also imposed!

The rule is to send chicken heads, what kind of spirit is this!

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, Lang Feixian raised his hand suddenly, and the holy prestige immediately filled the air.

Who stipulated that you can only bring one piece of solidified holy-level supernatural power?

A phantom of a bamboo stick appeared out of thin air, and hit heavily on the head sent by the Jinji Zu Yao.

"Bang!" The head of the Golden Pheasant Ancestral Demon was instantly blown off, and a soul floated out of the body, looking at Immortal Lang Fei in disbelief.

"Why do you still have it?"

"Doesn't Yu Wuji practice cultivation? Does he specialize in condensing and solidifying supernatural powers for his disciples?"

Lang Feixian shrugged: "This belongs to my seventh junior brother, he just likes to be safe."

"For insurance, leave it to me!"

As he spoke, Immortal Lang Fei stabbed out suddenly with a long sword in his hand, and the spirit of the Golden Pheasant Ancestral Demon turned around and fled, but was covered by the sword light and was smashed into pieces in an instant.

Fairy Lang Fei stretched out his hand to grab the corpse of the golden pheasant ancestor demon, stuffed it into the storage order, and then cut through the void and flew out.

…

outside world.

In the sky above the Golden Pheasant area, a colorful star of the ancestral demon appeared, and then, the star exploded, and a thick flow of luck rose again, replenishing the blood tide.

All the monsters in Nanhuang who were doing their hands were taken aback for a moment.

Another ancestor demon star is broken?

The ancestor demon of the Golden Pheasant clan?

Didn't he go after Lang Feixian?

Could it be...

At this moment, Lang Feixian flew out from the crack in the void, his body was full of righteousness and turmoil, obviously he had just experienced a big battle.

So, he beheaded another ancestor demon?

The Southern Wilderness War has been fought until now, that is, the Qilin King killed an ancestor demon, and most of the others who fell were peak saints.

He is a flying fairy, two?

If the two are killed, they will be killed. The arrogance of the human race always has something superior to others.

The problem is, it's too fast!

Killing Kong Susu, there is still no five breaths; will it kill the golden pheasant ancestor demon, will there be ten breaths?

Adding up to 15 breaths, it takes longer for an ancestor demon to fart than this, and he beheaded two ancestor demons?

Wan Yao was in a trance at this moment, knowing that the Blood Slaughter Daru was strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

Li Qinglian wasn't so fierce back then!

Moreover, he has not been canonized yet.

He is still searching!

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 is on par with the Golden Pheasant Ancestral Demon. At this moment, when he thought about it, if he had chosen that direction...

hiss-

In a cold sweat!

Even the peacock ancestor hesitated.

Do you want to continue hunting?

Could it be that he has a second Bamboo Sacred Strike on his body?

It must be so!

But since there is a second way, is there a third way, a fourth way?

This Yu Wuji, don't you know that condensing and solidifying supernatural powers will hurt the origin?

No, no refund this time!

The Peacock Ancestral Demon roared angrily immediately: "Langfei Immortal canonize as a saint, and his strength may be comparable to that of Erqian Bansheng. If we go further, what is the future of our Southern Wilderness!"

"Today, Immortal Langfei must be stopped from becoming a saint!"

As he said that, he immediately flew towards Lang Feixian, but the speed was much lower than before.

But I have to say that when he roared like this, another ancestor demon star appeared, rushed out of two ancestor demons, and rushed towards Lang Feixian.

There is no way, they have old grudges with the bamboo forest, either race or individual, and they cannot make the bamboo forest stronger.

Big deal, siege!

Fairy Lang Fei frowned, stretched his hand into his bosom again, and took out his hands. In his hands were the paper figurines from "Mad Wave No. 3" to "Mad Wave No. 10".

Immortal Langfei flung it into the air, only to hear the sound of bangs like firecrackers, and several Immortal Langfei appeared in the air, and these Immortal Langfei immediately flew away in different directions.

…

Beside a waterfall in Nanhuang, a middle-aged scholar slowly opened his eyes, a blue light flashed in his eyes, reflecting the scene of Langfei immortals flying around.

"Uncle." He said softly.

At this time, the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged behind him nodded slightly: "I understand."

"The canonization of Immortal Langfei is extremely detrimental to our Fang family."

"When necessary, I will stop it!"

The middle-aged scholar nodded, stood up, and said, "Let's go, it's time to contact Bai Mo."

"This time, I will definitely be canonized!"

…

"Langfeixian..." Langfeixian was flying away when he heard a sound transmission in his ear.

"who?"

"Old man, Han Changli!" said the voice transmission.

Lang Feixian was taken aback, hall master?

Are you in the Southern Wilderness?

Fuck, what do you want to do, end up frying fish?

Great!

"Have you noticed that Earth Dragon Ancestral Demon?" Han Changli's voice continued, "Go, deal with him!"

Lang Feixian frowned slightly.

The earth dragon ancestor that Han Changli mentioned is currently chasing and killing Kuanglang No. 6, and it is obviously the strongest among the ancestors that are chasing and killing him.

The strength is not as good as the second half-sage, but the strength of the first-asked half-sage must be there.

If you ask half saints, it is enough to rank in the top forty in the church.

Let yourself go tough with him?

I got two of the teacher's semi-saints in one hit, and now they're gone!

Although I am very tempted, but when I go back, the seventh junior brother must train me.

"It's okay Go, **** him!" Han Changli's voice sounded again, encouraging, "Mr. Xiyi and I will help you fight!"

Lang Feixian's eyes brightened instantly.

The master of the Dao Palace is also there?

Hmph, Junior Brother Seven, you can't blame me for being impulsive.

I'm a Guaranteed Crazy Wave!

Immortal Lang Fei turned around and flew directly towards the Dragon Ancestral Demon!

"Little lizard! Let's fight!"

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