Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

"Idiot, do you think you are a bee Taoist? Come back quickly and learn how to enslave dogs with me honestly..."

"I really want to laugh. You don't really think that insects are strong, do you? That's because Hong Yuan is strong. Don't be stupid."

"Painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, stop it, Aaron. Stop playing with insects, that's not something you can play with at all!"

"..."

The battlefield of the Spirit Beast Hall.

Many disciples of the Spirit Beast Hall who transferred to the swarm of insects were exhausted from the blow, and they had self-doubt.

They were either counterattacked by the defeated generals of the past, or easily defeated by the powerful enemies of the same period, without any suspense in the battle, which is too outrageous.

This is unreasonable, obviously at that time Hong Yuan was so powerful in manipulating the Bee Beast Gu swarm, it was like slaughtering beasts when encountering beasts, crushing them when they saw them.

He almost pushed across the road all the way, which greatly demonstrated the demeanor of a slave warrior!

"But why are these insects so weak in my own hands?"

These disciples of the Spirit Beast Hall who had transferred to the swarm and suffered a blow were confused.

Soon, disagreements emerged.

Some people choose to abandon this swarm road and return to the old road.

Some people are conservative, waiting for the opportunity to change.

Some people chose to continue walking the path of the swarm and decided to learn from Hong Yuan in an all-round way.

But no matter what, the battle between Hong Yuan and Liu Mantang almost aroused the curiosity of all the disciples of the Spiritual Beast Hall.

This battle is enough to determine where the future of some disciples of the Spiritual Beast Hall will go.

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Dragon Sacred Land, Taiyin Temple.

The demon territory of Hong Yuan's demon body.

In this valley covered with thunder and rolling lava, the golden one-horned cauldron suspended in mid-air was entwined with thousands of refining dao marks, and one after another divine rainbow appeared one after another.

For the holy vessel, pay attention to a refining vessel, raising vessel, and using vessel. The three are indispensable, coordinate and complement each other.

Among them, refining the weapon is undoubtedly the most difficult step!

However, Hong Yuan got close to the Dao through skills, and accidentally raised his attainments in Dao refining to the master level, and possessed the Dao marks of Dao refining.

Since then, the most difficult step of "refining" in the holy weapon has been solved by him in this way.

And the magical effect of refining dao marks is not only in this aspect, but also in its ability to "purify".

For some desolate beasts with mixed bloodlines, this Dao Dao mark can help them refine all kinds of impurities and increase their potential...

"It's about to be born, it's not bad."

"When the strength incarnation gets this one-horned cauldron, then I have to start the 'tribulation of sanctification and ascension to immortality'."

"At that time, I will collect specific information and information, and one of the four conditions for the sanctification of the dream of the ontology must be satisfied."

Hong Yuan's red pupils were filled with divine light, and all kinds of emotions flowed into his heart.

The strength of the strength incarnation has already reached a limit, and after obtaining the holy artifact, the single-horned tripod, it will be like a tiger with wings added.

In this way, the incarnation of strength must be able to truly defeat the emperor's brand in the "Sanctification and Immortal Tribulation".

The specific data will also be collected by Hong Yuan, and the road to holiness of the dream path of the main body will become more secure!

In this era, strength is already a somewhat lonely way, and it is still so difficult for Hong Yuan to survive the catastrophe.

If you want to become a saint with the future-ruling Dream Dao, it will only be more difficult.

If these four conditions were not met, Hong Yuan really didn't dare to cross the tribulation himself.

The four conditions for the sanctification of this dream are:

One is that the strength incarnation can defeat the Great Emperor's brand, the other is that the main body's Dream Dao attainments are stronger than the strength incarnation, the third is that the main body has the dream dao's natal sacred artifact, and the fourth is that the main body has 300,000 dream dao marks.

Right now, the first condition is about to be fulfilled, so why is he unhappy?

"Buzz--"

The moon shines on the earth, and the silver glow is diffuse.

On the golden one-horned cauldron, divine light soared into the sky, a piece of brilliance dazzled, and thousands of vitality gathered on it.

The valley is not big, only a few miles away, but at this moment, it is filled with fairy mist, like a fairyland on earth.

"As expected of a sacred weapon unique to the Skyhorn Ant, it is really extraordinary and possesses all kinds of divine power."

Hong Yuan looked overjoyed.

He quickly made several handprints, and a dark light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The black light slowly pulled away, and a phantom of the Skyhorn Ant that was 99% similar to Tianli's appearance was shot out by Hong Yuan.

This is the means of changing the Tao!

Hong Yuan obtained it from the dream of "Han Jiuming". At that time, he still boasted that he had the magical power of seventy-two transformations.

The figure of the sky-horned ant that turned into a substance moved towards the one-horned tripod, and the two merged with each other, like a fish returning to water and a bird returning to the forest.

"boom!"

The one-horned tripod seemed to be activated by a program, and it became agile in an instant.

It seems to have been unsealed, like an ancient volcano erupting, and the vitality of the sky soars into the sky.

The next moment, in the heavenly vitality, a huge golden sky horned ant appeared and flew into the air, with various strength secrets and supernatural powers engraved on the appearance.

It can be said that the avenue of strength of the Tianhorned Ant Clan is fully displayed in front of Hong Yuan's eyes.

The profound heritage of the Tianhorned Ant clan actually opened up a part to Hong Yuan!

Seeing such opportunities emerge, Hong Yuan instantly thought of his identity as the Destiny of the Monster Race.

"Good guy, such a good thing can happen suddenly even if you refine a sacred weapon, it seems that I am indeed right in planning the fate of the demon clan..."

Hong Yuan took a deep breath, and seized the opportunity to observe the appearance of the golden sky horned ant. His eyes were full of purple and gold lights, like stars.

Supernatural powers - the field of ten thousand silence!

Behind him suddenly appeared a fairy cave that looked like a big blue sun, and various mysterious Dao patterns were engraved in the fairy cave.

These mysterious dao patterns not only have the accumulation of his own demon body, but also Han Jiuming's Dao and Dharma, and even the mighty force flow of Tianli has been engraved.

"Go."

Hong Yuan thought softly.

He was dressed in a purple-gold Ming robe, standing in mid-air, his white hair fluttering, and his red pupils were as lonely and gloomy as an abyss.

At this moment, he seems to be a demon emperor, calm and indifferent, as if everything in the world is in his heart.

Accompanied by his intention, the blue fairy cave rushed towards the golden one-horned ant god manifested in the Dao of Power, as if devouring the golden sky-horned ant god.

Rumble——

Hong Yuan accepted the gift from the Skyhorned Ant Clan, and there were bursts of thunder from his body.

His body is transforming!

One after another, huge bloody real dragons rushed out of his body, surging towards the sky like a tide.

A full ninety-nine and eighty-one!

With physical strength alone, Hong Yuan's demon body can dominate his peers.

Even if Martial Saint Yunyan attacked and killed him again this time, Hong Yuan was confident that he could defend with his body alone.

After three days and three nights.

The strong wind calmed down, the golden clouds drifted away, and the thunder like a vast ocean disappeared without a trace. The night sky was bright, only the cold moonlight remained.

"The Tianjiao Ding, which represents the ultimate symbol of power, has finally been completed."

Looking at the golden one-horned cauldron in front of him, Hong Yuan felt emotional.

If the thousands of monster races were subdivided like the human race, then the Tianhorn Ant clan, which has successively produced emperors, can definitely be regarded as the second group in this world!

And because the Skyhorn Ant is naturally bred, there is only one in the same generation, and the destiny of the human race is chosen among hundreds of millions of people.

Comparing the two, the gold content of the Skyhorn Ant has to continue to increase!

After sighing with emotion, Hong Yuan took out the Tongtian Worm and infused it with a green celestial essence.

A sky-reaching yellow light lit up, building a bridge, and Hong Yuan's will then reached Baohuangtian.

at the same time.

Sword Dao Incarnation also took out the Tongtian Worm, and logged into Baohuangtian.

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"Hey, Jiao Jian, Die Jian left you a letter, and there is a gift!"

In Yu Baohuangtian's human intelligence exchange, the will of the sword incarnation had just opened his eyes when he heard the words of Layman Dongliu.

Knowing that there was a situation here, Hong Yuan immediately concentrated most of his mind here.

"Really? Thank you."

Hong Yuan smiled and nodded.

He flew over, found his window and opened it, and took a paper butterfly and a tightly packed small wooden box from it.

On Jiaojianhou's mansion, one of the Qingti Xianyuan in the body of the Sword Dao Transformation dissipated.

The next moment, paper butterflies flew to his hand, and the small wooden box was suspended in midair.

With a sweep of his thoughts, Hong Yuan immediately understood the meaning.

His sword eyebrows couldn't help but be raised, feeling very surprised.

【Jiao Jian, see the words like faces, how are you doing recently? I've been doing pretty well lately, too. 】

【Southern Xinjiang Divine Continent has undergone earth-shattering changes recently, and a mysterious forbidden area has been formed. According to Nantian Jijiu, this is suspected to be a dream of a certain great emperor. The most holy emperor has sent Tiangong members to explore, and I really want to go...]

[Oh, by the way, I have already found the trace of the big dream seed, it is a little girl. Hee hee, at most two years, I can search successfully. At that time, I will be her master, and you have to help me teach her...]

【I sent you a flower of broken dreams, see if you can feel the traces of the dream, hehe...】

The information sent by the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint is too huge, and it is closely related to him.

Hong Yuan closed his eyes slightly to sort out his thoughts.

There is a mysterious forbidden land in southern Xinjiang, which is suspected to be the dream of a certain emperor!

Among the nine great dream seeds, one has already awakened, and she is still a little girl!

Diejian sent himself a flower of broken dreams!

"Is it the way of balance between heaven and earth? Hehe, things are getting more and more interesting."

"Unknowingly, the body of the sword has become the pen pal of Martial Saint Butterfly Sword. Let's write back to her first..."

Hong Yuan slowly opened his eyes and started to act.

Regarding the situation where Meng Dao started to appear, Hong Yuan also felt some pressure, but it was not necessarily urgent.

Because he is ahead of the trend of this era too much, too much.

As long as the human body does not slack in the cultivation of the Dream Dao, and the Sword Dao Avatar always follows the first-hand information, then he can hardly see the reason for failure.

What's more, he guarantees that he still has a demon body!

Flying dragon riding face, how can you lose?

After a while.

With the will of Jianshen Hongyuan, he returned to Baohuangtian's human race information exchange, and put the paper flood letter and some small gifts into the window of Butterfly Sword Martial Saint.

"Hehe, Yunyan, Yunyan, I told you a long time ago that the butterfly sword is not suitable for you. Take a look, tsk tsk..."

Layman Dongliu looked at Hong Yuan's movements and shook his head inwardly.

Since ancient times, there have been many troubles for women, and the one that suits you is really important. Why bother to force it, but sacrificed your own life instead.

After Jianshen Hongyuan finished these, he went offline again and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

And when he went online again, his location was no longer in the Human Race Information Exchange.

His appearance and breath also changed, and no one could see his roots.

He walked out slowly, heading towards the most remote corner of Luolei Exchange.

There, the demon body, also disguised, was waiting, and he was the only one around.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know what this is?"

A quarter of an hour later, Hong Yuan's demon body and sword body met, and both had smiles in their eyes.

The next moment, the precious yellow sky suddenly released a precious light, and all the saints looked at this side.

"This sky-reaching precious light is a holy weapon, who is trading the holy weapon!?"

"Hiss, the holy artifacts are so precious, Bao Huangtian hasn't traded holy artifacts for more than a thousand years!"

"Where? Where? Let me see the sacred artifact, let me see the sacred artifact..."

"Wait, why did this celestial light disappear, no—"

"..."

There was a commotion in Treasure Yellow Heaven.

It was like a boulder falling into a lake, causing continuous waves.

Whoosh.

Whoosh whoosh.

The figures of the saints flew and gathered at the place where Hong Yuan's demon body and the sword body met just now.

After a long while, there were sighs and regrets in the field.

The holy vessel is unique and extremely precious, and it can be regarded as the second life of the saint.

How many saints have never had a holy artifact in their entire lives?

It's no wonder that saints like them are alarmed by Bao Huangtian's trading of holy artifacts.

Like Hong Yuan, who can refine the holy weapon almost as soon as he wants to, it is really rare in the world, it can be called unparalleled!

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In Eagle Immortal Blessed Land.

Liu Mantang withdrew from Baohuangtian with a face of regret, the expression on his face was still unbelievable.

With the help of the power of the blessed land, he can move the Tongtian insect to reach Baohuangtian, so he was also shocked when he learned of Baohuangtian.

Originally, he was fighting against Hong Yuan by purchasing ferocious beasts or artifacts, but Bao Huangtian suddenly came to a "sacred artifact transaction", and his mood was really hard to calm down.

"I don't know what kind of sacred artifact it is. You know, even the elder Qinghuo Taishang doesn't have one. It would be great if I could get it..."

Liu Mantang sighed again and again, imagining the scene where he also had a holy weapon and would kill all directions.

As a result, he suddenly felt that he was making a big fuss by using all means against Hong Yuan.

He and Hong Yuan are not warriors of the same level at all!

the other side.

Qinghuo Martial Sage was also filled with regret.

How embarrassing it is to think that he, a dignified elder of the overlord sect, has been sanctified for more than two hundred years and still has not received a single holy artifact.

Before that, he would be given a warning by name by General Bai Xiangxuan of the Artifact Refining Hall, mostly because General Bai Xiangxuan possessed a holy weapon, but he himself did not.

The blessing of the sacred vessel to the saint is extremely amazing.

A saint with a sacred weapon in his hand is really a dragon entering the river, with a fierce and powerful presence.

Qinghuo Wusheng's eyes darkened: "It would be great if I could find out who traded away this sacred artifact. Alas, I really have had enough of the days without the sacred artifact!"

Suddenly.

He laughed at General Bai Xiangxuan.

"Bai Xiangxuan doesn't really think that Hong Yuan can defeat Mantang, does he? Then Lin Daoyan is simply a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

"If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, what kind of talents can Lin Daoyan cultivate?"

Qinghuo Wusheng continued to go online with Baohuangtian, listened to the opinions of the saints on this sacred artifact transaction, and actively expressed his opinions.

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The recent Fengxi Sect is a bit lively.

The source of the excitement lies in the battle between Hong Yuan and Liu Mantang.

The position of the Nine Great Phoenix Creek True Inheritances determines the allocation of resources and the rise and fall of many warriors behind it.

Even the elders of Wu Sheng Taishang in various halls and halls will cast their eyes.

Just thinking about it, you can know how deep the water is!

That's why the information about Hong Yuan and Liu Mantang was spread all over the sky.

However, the public is not very optimistic about Hong Yuan, thinking that he chose the wrong partner. If he chooses Lei Hong and others, it must be sure. Choosing Liu Mantang is asking for trouble.

At the Qinghuo Gambling Workshop, there is a gambling workshop with a good reputation and a certain elder behind it.

Zhu Wushang gritted his teeth and put most of his wealth on Hong Yuan.

"Brother, are you crazy? Although Hong Yuan's odds of winning are more than nine times. But don't you know that Hong Yuan and Liu Mantang's support is only on September 1st?"

A frequent visitor of the casino stared at Zhu Wushang in shock.

He could see that Zhu Wushang with white hair was a honest and honest person, just like he was back then, so he persuaded Zhu Wushang.

"I believe in Ah Yuan!" Zhu Wushang said firmly.

This aura seemed to be able to break through the sky, which caught the eyes of the regular gambling house who was admonishing him.

Zhu Wushang put away the bond and left.

The regular gambler gritted his teeth: "People are dead and birds are upside down, and they will not die for thousands of years. I will also suppress Hongyuan!"

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Not only Zhu Wushang bet on Hong Yuan, but also Le Congsheng and Hong Yuan's subordinates also bet on Hong Yuan.

But even with their bet, compared with Liu Mantang, Hong Yuan is still the one who is at a disadvantage.

"Yue'er, come back."

On Honghuo Peak, Hong Yuan, who was admiring the flowers and clouds in the courtyard garden, muttered softly.

Mo Yue'er, who had just picked up her steps, couldn't help but stop, lowered her head, and clenched her hands tightly, like a child who has done something wrong.

"come on."

Hong Yuan brushed the dust on the seat with his hands, and invited Mo Yueer to sit.

Mo Yue'er hummed softly, and sat beside Hong Yuan obediently.

Looking at Yue'er, Hong Yuan's eyes were also in a trance.

Today's Yue'er is magnificent, her blue hair is soft, her skin is as snowy as snow, and her beautiful curves can hardly be completely covered by a large white palace dress. She is so beautiful that it is suffocating.

The little child back then has grown into a great beauty who can overwhelm the country and the city!

The years——

"Little uncle, I..."

"I don't mean to blame you, you can rest assured. It's just a matter of gambling, you must not participate. One day when I'm here, you can just spend Yuanshi to your heart's content."

Hong Yuan also knew about the turmoil in the outside world, especially the betting odds offered by the major gambling houses.

But Hong Yuan didn't bet on himself even though he would definitely make a steady profit.

For gambling, there are only zero times and infinite times.

If he is a short-lived species, then he will definitely fight once. But as a longevity cultivator, the last thing he needs is gambling.

No need to get yourself into the habit of gambling for this!

Hong Yuan smiled and narrowed his eyes, stretched out his big hand, and was about to stroke Yue'er's blue silk hair.

Just looking at Yue'er's slightly expectant bright eyes, he suddenly came back to his senses.

Yue'er is already a big girl, he can no longer continue to treat Yue'er as a child like in the past.

Hong Yuan withdrew his big hand.

He is like an old father and a big brother, talking and laughing softly, integrating the truth into various stories.

The smile on Yue'er's face was always overflowing, and her bell-like laughter was very sweet.