v5 Chapter 817： I bet your Heavenly Dao bloodline is vulnerable to a single blow!

"Your Majesty asked me to patrol the mountains, and I will turn around the world..."

The cheerful and lively singing awakened the early spring of Zhongjing City. The newsboy’s voice was clear and clear. He sang about a little fairy patrolling the mountains. The tune was so simple that people could hum along after listening to it once. Especially those Southern Wilderness Great Monsters in the Beijing Office, all of them felt the atmosphere of home.

In February in the southern wasteland, the flowers in my hometown are also blooming.

"There is actually a new ditty!"

"It seems that this update of "Journey to the West" is very promising!"

"Damn it, are the Yaozu crazy? All the seats in the Xingzao Tea House were sold out yesterday!"

"Brother, didn't you notice the vision in An Guogong's mansion yesterday? There were three phantoms of ancestor demons in a row!"

"Three respects? Isn't the monster race crazy!"

…

At the very beginning, the people of Daxuan were still puzzled by Chen Luo's "Journey to the West" endowing the demon clan with the blood of heaven, and there were even voices of opposition.

After all, "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different"!

Although the monster race and the human race are both creatures of the sky, and there are races like Qingqiu who are friendly to the human race, since the rise of the human race, the battle with the monster race has never stopped.

Not to mention far away, during Emperor Wu's time, tigers and wolves invaded the frontiers, raising millions of demon troops to go north, and countless human soldiers went forward one after another, burying their bones in the borderlands. Until now, under the command of Prince Jing's Mansion in the South, there are still 200,000 troops standing by, ready to guard against the Southern Desolation!

To be honest, if Chen Luo hadn't written "Journey to the West" as Bai Ze in the first place, I'm afraid the people of Daxuan would have started to boycott it.

Isn't this a gift to the demon clan?

In fact, even after Chen Luo regained his identity, there were still voices of opposition.

Of course, there are many saints from certain aristocratic families who contribute to the flames and distort the facts...

It wasn't until the government and the storyteller spread the meaning of "Heaven's Bloodline" to let the people understand that the monster race under the Heaven's Bloodline is under the control of the court and wants to protect the human race.

It turned out that it was not an enemy, but an annexation!

Then come a little more, so who can read it!

People think that our human race is not hospitable!

Write, write to death!

Be sure to achieve the same blood of the demons!

We people are always simple!

…

Turn back the time to yesterday night.

Over An Guogong's mansion, suddenly lions roared, elephants howled, and eagles screamed, and thunder rolled in the sky, and the phantoms of a blue lion and a white elephant appeared...

"Lions, elephants?"

Some monster clans squatting outside Duke An's mansion frowned, puzzled.

Because of the Lion Clan, Daxuan confronted the Tiger Clan last time, and then he gave the blood of the Zhengfa Tianhu to suppress it, and this time again?

And elephants...

Isn't the elephant tribe a dead tribe?

Before the monster race could finish sighing, another golden-winged roc soared into the sky.

"Peng...Peng Clan?" Each of these monster clans opened their eyes wide, seeing the inconceivable expressions on each other's faces.

This Dapeng clan was the first to attack Chen Luo when Chen Luo entered the Southern Wilderness under the name of Bai Mo. If it wasn't for the Yihu clan who took the pot away later, I am afraid that the Peng clan is Chen Luo's first deadly enemy in the Southern Wilderness. up.

Although the Peng Clan also intended to show favor to Fangcunshan because of the strange writings of the Heavenly Dao later on, but because the Peng Clan and the Buddhism of the Western Regions were too close, and as Chen Luo officially turned against the Buddhism of the Western Regions, the Peng Clan also changed course again and stood on the side of Fangcun. The opposite of the mountain. ....

It wasn't until Chen Luo's general situation was established and the wolf clan was wiped out that the Peng clan restrained its wings. However, in the eyes of the monsters, the Peng clan's actions were not so much a surrender, but a waiting for an opportunity.

In this situation, Chen Luo still wants to give them a bloodline?

Is it to divide internally, or to win over?

This time, the three bloodlines of the heavenly way, each one feels like a pit behind it!

Just when the minds of these monster races were going back and forth, suddenly

Suddenly a golden light appeared in the sky, and the golden light condensed into a "卍" character, which hit the golden-winged roc's phantom. The next moment, the golden-winged golden wings of the golden-winged roc immediately faded away.

"What's the situation?" Yaozu's eyes widened.

Never seen it before.

Compared with the doubts of the Yaozu, the people of Zhongjing are much calmer.

When they saw what happened to the phantom of the golden-winged roc, some drank tea, some smoked cigarettes, and some had time to spank their doll/wife's ass.

Then, they all uttered a word in unison in their hearts—

Chen Zhuguo has a new life again!

…

Southern Wilderness.

Weihu Mountain.

Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly as he looked at the jade slip in his hand.

Chen Luo, you're addicted to poaching, aren't you?

I don't care about other monster clans, why did you write a bloodline for the lion clan again!

Just bully me?

"Feng Lin!" Feng Nanzhi hesitated for a moment, then shouted, and immediately a secret guard appeared and saluted, "Your Majesty, Feng Lin is here, what orders do you have?"

"Send the order, I want to retreat, and no one will be seen!"

"During the period of my retreat, all branches of the Tiger Clan will keep their own minds and not act rashly."

The secret guard responded quickly, then turned around, and the figure disappeared in place.

Feng Nanzhi looked out the window, then looked down at the jade slip in his hand, for no reason his heart became impetuous again, and when he got angry, he crushed the jade slip in his hand.

"You are lucky, I happen to be going to retreat to sort out the blood."

At this time, a doubtful divine thought came out from the belly—

"Aww?"

"Nonsense, mother is not helping that person cover..." Feng Nanzhi said softly, and carefully patted his lower abdomen with his hands.

…

South Shaolin.

"Actually, it's the same blood!" Shi Wei, the former young lord of the Lion Clan who escaped from Narnia, felt the blood of the youngest son in his arms, and said with certainty, "It's still the same blood from before."

"Ah? Didn't you say that phantoms appeared in the sky above Master Chen's mansion?" A burly black bear asked curiously while breaking off corn cobs.

"Yeah! There's no reason." A small-looking wild hog was also gnawing on a cabbage gang, wondering, "Is there something wrong?"

"Something went wrong?" the big dog (Ju) who looks like a golden retriever asked with concern, "Should I ask Master to ask Master Chen? After all, it is about blood, so don't take it lightly."

"If you're embarrassed to speak, I'll go..." A goldfish jumped out of the lotus pond and turned into a monster with a fish head and a human body.

Shi Wei looked at these monsters who entered the Southern Shaolin with him, smiled gratefully, shook his head, "No need."

Shi Wei lowered his head again, looked at the young son in his arms who fell into a deep sleep due to the blood pulse, and said, "Both my father and son have the blood of the guardian green lion!"...

"Only this time, Master Chen raised the upper limit of the Qingshi's bloodline."

"I'm still in the Boneland Realm!"

"But Xin'er, the upper limit has been raised to the barren vein state!"

…

Kirin Domain.

Brother Wuji took a sip of the soup that was just delivered by the City Lord's Mansion, and felt his skin became more tender.

After the bitterness in his mouth faded, Brother Wuji seemed to feel a little sweetness.

He just opened his eyes, looked at Xiang Feitian in front of him, and said with a smile: "Old Xiang, it's really decided?"

Xiang Feitian nodded when he heard Brother Wuji's question: "After this period of time, under the action of the blood horn, nearly 3,000 elephant bloodlines have been awakened."

"Barely considered a small clan!"

"I intend to re-establish the clan, so that the name of the elephant clan will continue to be passed on in the southern wasteland!"

"The elephant clan is still the lord's subordinate clan."

"Hahaha, Lao Xiang, you misunderstood." Brother Wuji listened naturally

Out of Xiang Feitian's implication, he waved his hand, "Before the lord left, he had entrusted me."

"Oh?" Xiang Feitian sat up straight, and asked respectfully, "What did my lord say?"

"My lord said that he took pity on your elephant clan."

"It's hard for you to stick to reincarnation for ten thousand years after the false Buddha seized the Tao."

"In the end, he accepted you as a family, just wanting to give you as much shelter as possible with his ability when you were weak."

"Once the Elephant Clan reappears in the Southern Wilderness, the theory of genus clan will become a thing of the past!"

"My lord's only hope is that you will not be enemies of the human race in the future!"

Hearing this, Xiang Feitian's complexion changed drastically, he stood up from his seat, and knelt down on the ground with a plop. Brother Wuji was also shocked, quickly stood up and turned sideways, and said, "Brother Xiang, why are you doing this?"

Xiang Feitian shook his head: "I understand my master's benevolence and righteousness, but once you are the master, you will be the master for the rest of your life. How can this matter change as soon as it is said?"

"Brother Wuji, please tell me what the lord will decide. Xiang does not dare to speculate, but the elephant clan will be the lord for the lord, and will never be an enemy of the human race!"

"Okay, okay, I will tell you, you get up first." Brother Wuji stepped forward to help Xiang Feitian, at this moment, a little demon ran over and said: "Commander Wu, Daxuan has a new message!"

"Oh, bring it here!" Brother Wuji stretched out his hand to take the letter-passing jade slip, the power of his soul penetrated in, and then he looked at Xiang Feitian with a strange expression. Xiang Feitian was also taken aback, wondering: "What's wrong?"

"Old Xiang, your blessing has arrived!" Brother Wuji smiled, and handed the jade slip in his hand to Xiang Feitian, "Look for yourself."

"This is a gift from the lord to establish your clan!"

"Oh?" Xiang Feitian hastily took the jade slip with both hands, his mind was swept away, and then his face became visibly excited.

"Heavenly Bloodline!"

"Hahahahaha, my lord has written a bloodline of the Dao of Heaven for my Elephant Clan!"

…

Meanwhile, Akiho Yoshizawa.

Small islands stand tall in the endless swamp.

On a small island in the center, several golden-winged rocs gathered.

Today, a golden-winged roc who has just been born in the first year of life will be promoted from the second-rank great sage to the first-rank, and become a member of the elders in the clan.

A rank one great sage, in the absence of the ancestor demons, can be said to be the most important backbone of a race. If he achieves a rank one under the age of two hundred, he has the appearance of an ancestor demon. ....

Every additional one is a bit more heritage for a race.

"Jin Ji, I have already discussed with the patriarch. After you practice for a while, I will take the secret treasure of the clan to help you break through to the peak!" An old man whispered in the ear of today's protagonist Jin Ji, "But can you To use the prehistoric spirit for you depends on how powerful you are today."

"The greater the power, the higher the possibility of returning to the ancestors."

Jin Ji nodded, and looked at the patriarch's throne high above the small island with his sharp eagle eyes.

"That guy Chen Luo is too hateful. He obviously has a lot of prehistoric aura. He would rather give it to those insignificant clans than to my Peng clan!" Jin Ji secretly hated, "When I become the patriarch of the Peng clan, I will definitely be the leader of the Peng clan." Resist the human race more strongly!"

In the distance, a young roc looked at his patriarch grandfather: "Grandpa, is that Jin Ji? It looks so fierce."

The chief of the Peng clan, Jin Pu, touched the other party's head, and said, "Our Dapeng is fierce. It's better to be fierce! You will become the chief of the clan in the future, and you will be more fierce than them!"

The young roc lowered his head with a little inferiority, and said, "But... I haven't even awakened the bloodline of the golden-winged roc."

"Those brothers and sisters have awakened the blood of the Golden Winged Roc, but I don't have it."

"I don't think I can be the patriarch in the future."

Jin Pu smiled and said softly, "Shanxi...you are the most talented child in our Peng clan!"

Speaking of this, he looked at the little granddaughter in front of him, and sighed faintly: "Chen Luo of Fangcun Mountain has the ability to obtain the aura of the prehistoric, and you know why even so, we are still with you."

Does he oppose it? "

Jin Shanxi raised his head, looked at Jin Pu suspiciously, shook his head, thought for a while, and said, "Because we are strong ourselves?"

"No, can we be as powerful as the Tiger Clan?" Jin Pu shook his head, "The Tiger Clan doesn't care because they are really strong."

"And we have no other choice!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Jin Shanxi full of hope: "Shanxi...you must use your own power to awaken the blood of the golden-winged roc..."

Just when Jin Shanxi was about to say something, there was a cloud of blood in the sky suddenly. Jin Pu looked up and said, "Jin Ji is about to advance."

"You go and see with Grandpa."

…

At this moment, Jin Ji felt the blood in his whole body was boiling.

The bloodline of the Golden Winged Roc has been awakened from the level of the Great Sage, and the bloodline will be purified every time it is promoted.

This time, he ushered in the last purification of the Golden Winged Roc's blood!

He wants to perfectly show his potential in front of his tribe!

The blood cloud in the sky churned, like a miniature blood tide, and the blood cloud seemed to be pregnant with great power.

Immediately afterwards, around the island, there was suddenly the sound of Buddhist chanting.

In this regard, all the golden-winged rocs who watched the ceremony did not feel strange.

Soon, the blood cloud in the sky turned into a blood-colored beam of light that descended from the sky and landed directly on Jin Ji's body. Jin Ji's body shook and turned into a huge golden-winged roc.

Jin Ji spread his wings, the golden wings shining brightly, and he rushed towards the sky facing the **** beam of light. ....

At this time, all Dapeng's eyes fell on Jin Ji.

After a while, phantom shadows of flower petals appeared in the sky.

"The sky is falling!" You Peng Yao exclaimed, "At least it is a great Bodhisattva!"

"The posture of the ancestor demon!"

But before the exclamation came, another phantom of a white lotus appeared on the ground.

"White lotus springing up from the ground!"

"It's Buddha!"

"Buddha bestows blood, barren veins! The upper limit of barren veins!" One after another exclamation sounded.

…

Zhongjing, Anguo Gongfu.

"Huh? The golden-winged roc itself is the blood of heaven?" Chen Luo looked at Han Qingzhu and asked curiously.

Han Qingzhu originally came to communicate with Chen Luo about the City Emperor's problems. After finishing the business, the two chatted to the newly updated chapter of Shituoling yesterday, and then talked about the golden-winged roc.

[A book friend recommended to me by an old book friend who has known me for ten years, @

Peng's blood continued. "

"The Tathagata agreed, and wrote the golden-winged roc into the Buddhist scriptures, calling it the Garuda bird!"

"Because the teaching of ancient Buddhism is to save all living beings, this golden-winged roc is naturally among all living beings, so it has been recognized by the Dao of Heaven."

"Speaking of which, the Purdue of ancient Buddhism is similar to your world of mortals. Tathagata's writing about the golden-winged roc is actually the same way as you are writing about the blood of heaven!"

Chen Luo: !!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

"This is also the case with peacocks. That scripture is called "Buddha Says Buddha's Mother Jinyao Peacock Daming King Sutra"!" Han Qingzhu added another sentence before continuing, "Since then, the Dapeng clan has completely mingled with Buddhism. bound together."

"As long as you have enough talent and are blessed by the Dharma, you can awaken the blood of the Golden Winged Roc when you are promoted to the Great Sage!"

"However, later the Buddha Gate Avenue was seized by false Buddhas, but the principle has not changed, so the golden-winged roc is associated with false Buddhas."….

"Do you think they don't want to be close to you?"

"It's really impossible!"

At this time, Chen Luo remembered another thing.

"No wonder when I wrote it, I felt that there was not much resistance. I thought that all the monster races could do this. It seems that only the golden-winged roc can do it..."

"No, peacocks too!"

"This step is a mistake and a wrong move..."

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped his fingers on the tea table a few times, and unconsciously showed a smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing Chen Luo's appearance, Han Qingzhu moved slightly to the side.

This action belongs to the inheritance of Confucian classics.

Ninety-nine percent of them are thinking about some deceitful attention.

Stay away, lest you hurt yourself when the thunder strikes!

…

Nanhuang, Mingbu Jize.

In the sky above the small island, a phantom of Buddha appeared, and the rich charm of Buddha was scattered.

Jin Pu looked solemnly, looking at Jin Ji who was soaring in the blood light, and then at Jin Shanxi who was beside him.

"Unexpectedly, Jin Ji's talent is even better than I imagined!"

At this moment, the phantom of the Buddha stretched out his hand and pointed at Jin Ji.

"It's time to purify the blood!"

"I'm going to be promoted to the first rank!"

The eyes of all the Peng clan are shining brightly, and they are about to witness the birth of a great figure of the Peng clan!

The Peng Clan is going to be stronger again!

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

Akiho Yoshizawa blew the wind, and suddenly the calm Osawa was surging.

In the sky, there is a huge palm condensed, descending from the sky, in the middle of the palm, there is a swirling "卍".

The phantom of the Buddha raised his hand to resist the huge palm, but it was slapped off by the palm. Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the palm lined up on Jin Ji's body.

The next moment, the blood burst and Jin Ji spat out a mouthful of blood, and the two huge golden wings quickly faded away. Jin Ji fell from the sky like a meteor, smashing heavily on the island, forming a deep pit.

"Blood degeneration!"

"what happened?"

"What kind of magical power is that golden palm?"

"Who is it? Who is behind the scenes!"

Then majestic coercion filled the air, and a burly figure emerged from the void. Behind the voice, a pair of golden wings spread out, as if covering the sky and the sun.

"Great Ancestor!" Jin Pu got up quickly, and it was Jin Dian, the ancestor demon of the Peng clan, the Great Demon of the Desolate Vein Realm who appeared!

"The Dharma of ancient Buddhism!" Jin Dian felt the afterglow of heaven and earth, looked down at the frightened monsters on the small island, and said calmly, "All the bloodlines of the golden-winged roc blessed by the Buddha's law, stop promotion!"

"Jin Pu, enter the ancestor star to discuss!"

Jin Pu hurriedly bowed, and in response, he also transformed into a golden-winged roc, and followed Jin Dian into the void.

At this time, only one gaze fell on the unconscious Jin Ji in the deep pit.

"It doesn't look so fierce." Jin Shanxi said softly. .

Eighty thousand miles away