Longevity Martial Arts: I have a black water snake clone

Just as Ji Han has Ji Han's romance, Cao Wei has Cao Wei's strength of character, and Soochow has Soochow's rats.

The evil way and the righteous way also have their own rules.

Ingratitude, crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, and breaking covenants, etc., are extremely common and extremely normal rules of survival for people of the magic way.

As long as you can keep winning, it doesn't matter what method you use.

Hong Yuan Jianshen had acted like this before.

Decades ago, when he was chasing Li Ziyang of Qinglu Taoist Temple in Nanyang Mansion and Qingyang Mansion, he never thought about not hurting the innocent, and he did everything to maximize his interests.

Because of him, innocent families and people have been affected, more than thousands, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a beast. This is why Hong Yuan told Li Ziyang at the last moment that his sword name is Bo Qing.

It was precisely because of this that Hong Yuan didn't complain too much when the sword body was gang-beaten by the martial saints of the Zongmen Alliance and cornered.

The so-called evil way means not cultivating good fruits, killing people and setting fire. The world is not tolerated, the whole world is an enemy, and you have to indulge yourself.

This is the way the magic way should go!

If Hong Yuan's sword hadn't entered the Donghuang Academy, hadn't had a close relationship with the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, and hadn't become the master of the Great Dream Seed Hua Menghuang, then even if Hong Yuan's sword had been torn apart from the Daxuan Dynasty at this moment, If he only listens to the tune and does not listen to the announcement, and does his own way, then the Daxuan Dynasty will not be able to motivate him.

It's a pity that he wants to develop his sword toward the top of the Tiangong of the Human Race and enter the system.

Ever since, he went farther and farther on the right path.

Zhengdao's reputation and righteousness are enough to drag him in!

He can no longer take the Daxuan Dynasty's life-saving grace to him as normal and pretend not to see it.

"Xi'er, did Bo Qing reply to the letter!?" In the cabinet, Emperor Daxuan's eyes narrowed and he asked in a deep voice.

Princess Feng Tang Xi's heart is clear and peaceful, but the expression on her face is serious: "Bo Qing said that he has already set off, and it will take five days to return."

"Five days, five days, hehe..." Emperor Daxuan sneered when he heard the words, he ignored Tang Xi, turned to the elders and said, "Everyone, tell me, how should Taoist Guan Hai and General Bai Xiangxuan deal with it?" good?"

Suffering from Emperor Daxuan's neglect, Tang Xi's eyes lowered slightly, and she returned to the corner to hide her figure.

But she wanted to go into hibernation, but the crown prince Tang Anshi was unwilling to expose the matter so easily. No matter what, Tang Anshi was willing to give up only if Tang Xi had to put a hat of unknown identity on Tang Xi's head.

For an emperor, knowing people without knowing this is fatal enough!

"My good sister, tomorrow is the court meeting. Let me see how you get through this." The crown prince Tang Anshi was proud, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he lowered his head to do things.

He will not let go of such a rare opportunity.

Of course, he won't show up in person, that would only annoy Emperor Daxuan, he just needs to have people beat the corner drums.

...

The situation in the Eastern Desolate Divine Continent was in chaos.

However, all of this is under the control of the high-level officials of Tiangong, such as the great sage Mouliang and the emperor Dong Zhisheng.

If the situation intensifies too much, then they will start to intervene and forcibly interrupt the war.

After all, the chaotic situation in Eastern Desolate God Continent was the battlefield they specially chose for the Great Dream Seeds to fight.

The seeds of the Great Dream are like Gu worms, and the Eastern Desolate God Continent is like a Gu pot. The one who survives to the end is naturally the strongest "Gu King"!

In a quiet purple-gold hall, scenes of light curtains emerged above it.

The scenes on these water curtains not only include battles at the level of saints in Donghuang Shenzhou, but also the fighting of mortal legions in Donghuang Shenzhou.

Compared with the so far battles at the saint level, the fighting in the mortal legion is more bloody and terrifying.

On the white jade seat, Dongzhisheng sat upright here, his eyes dimmed as he watched the water curtain where the mortal legions were fighting.

"Mou Liang, is the monster clan's 'War for Ten Thousand Territories' even bloodier than this?" Dongzhisheng asked with a slightly hoarse voice.

The Great Sage Mouliang looked at Dong Zhisheng who looked a little haggard, and sighed in his heart, if he had a choice, who would use such an extreme method?

He immediately answered Dongzhisheng in a deep voice:

"Yes, son of the emperor, not only that, but the road to the overlord of the Xuanguang Bridge has become even bloodier."

"I heard that all the ordinary groups of the monster clan were killed by him and his subordinates. It was the monster saints who opened up the groups in their own demon territory, and the endless sea area slowly regained its vitality..."

"Xuanguang Bridge, Xuanguang Bridge..." Dongzhisheng slowly closed his eyes, his heart seemed to be bleeding.

As the eldest son of Emperor Longyang, he understands the benevolence and love of Emperor Longyang better than anyone else. It was also because of this that he felt extremely tormented.

But at the next moment, he suddenly thought of the great harm that the demon clan's Taiyin sage brought to the human race when the Soul Slaughter Demon Emperor ruled the human race.

Click——

Dongzhisheng opened his eyes in an instant, and the purple golden light jumped and exploded in the hall.

"I won't let the tragedy happen again!"

...

The blue sky.

The vast sea of ​​clouds.

A blue water dragon formed by condensing sword energy and sword light soars into the sky, penetrating through numerous obstacles domineeringly, forcing the wild beasts to flee in horror.

On the head of the blue water dragon, there is a long and thin figure with a clear face, a green robe, standing with one hand behind his back, exuding an elegant and indifferent air, a handsome figure with no sharpness of swordsman stands proudly on it.

The source of the sword body!

"Hurry up, is it useful?"

Hong Yuan pinched the phoenix-shaped paper bird in his hand, and sneered.

If he hadn't deliberately followed the right path and worked hard towards becoming a member of Tiangong, or even a leader of the human race, he, Hong Yuan, would have put down his burden long ago.

It's not that the Daxuan Dynasty didn't have Martial Saints, but Hong Yuan had to come back to fight, which clearly treated him as a consumable.

It is true that the body of the sword has been favored by the Daxuan Dynasty, and has the grace of saving lives.

But the sword body, at the beginning, was going to follow the path of magic. Going back on promises, being ungrateful, and other things are just normal.

"Be patient." Hong Yuan put away the channel paper bird, his face returned to normal, and secretly said: "This matter is over, I left the Daxuan Dynasty and set up my own family, and no one else can say anything about me."

Whether it is right or not, the devil is not the devil.

He Hongyuan shouldn't be restrained, and he hates being restrained.

But who told him to covet the power of the Tiangong of the human race and the leader of the human race?

Everything he did was to stop the great dream emperor from being born and to make the demon body survive.

"Bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang..."

The fierce wind blows past, as sharp as a cold blade.

However, just the sound of Tianhe Sword's sword can easily isolate the gust of wind, making it difficult to get close to the source of the flood.

Hong Yuan stood on the head of the waterway stegosaurus just like this, as if a fairy came to the world, and the pomp was great.

The distance between him and Donghuang Shenzhou is getting closer and closer.

...

...

The blue sky above the Eastern Desolate Divine Continent.

In a golden sea where frost and winter thunder and thunder are constantly stirring, suddenly some majestic figures appeared on this day.

They were divided into two sides, confronting each other, even though the Frost and Winter Thunder struck down, their expressions remained unchanged.

This is an extremely terrible thing.

The lightning power of Gein Frost and Winter Thunderbolt can not only easily kill ferocious beasts, but can even wear away the Dao marks of saints.

But these confronting saints still ignored Frost and Winter Thunder.

"Hehe, Qinghuo, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still overwhelmed by General Bai Xiangxuan." On the south side of the golden ocean, Marquis Yanyang looked at the Qinghuo Martial Saint of Fengxi Sect, and smiled.

Yanyanghou is one of the leading figures of Princess Feng's faction, and he is even a member of the Daxuan royal family.

His first-hand fire technique is very good, and he once killed a demon cultivator of the same level with one move.

Because Hong Yuan's sword body has not been released for a long time, Yanyang Hou had to take the initiative to take the risk in order to rescue Feng Princess Tang Xi.

Qinghuo Martial Saint's face was gloomy, a little ugly: "So, this is the reason why you charged at me?"

"Yanyang, don't talk nonsense with them anymore, you will change later." The blue-robed man with a stern complexion beside Yanyanghou, who looked like a knife permeating with sharp cold air, said, he was Langdaohou.

Langdaohou is one of the leading figures of the prince faction!

As soon as the words fell, Langdaohou took the lead and charged towards Qinghuo Wusheng.

Yanyanghou's face was a little gloomy, and after a cold snort, he led the Wu Sheng beside him to follow.

The war is about to start.

a day later.

The heavens and the earth howled, and the blood rained down.

A saint is dead!

"Langdaohou, you..." Yanyanghou looked at Langdaohou who had killed the killer in shock, with both anger and remorse in his heart.

Langdaohou was also a little sluggish, staring blankly at the Qinghuo Wusheng who had lost his voice and turned into a rain of light spots and blood.

At that moment just now, he obviously didn't intend to kill him, but for some reason, Martial Saint Qing Huo unexpectedly didn't take a shot to resist, which made him miss for a while.

At this moment, all the saints in the field understood that something big was about to happen!

This was an unprecedented precedent, because the previous duels between the saints were all point-to-point, barely retaining a bit or two of decency.

Pandora's box has been completely opened.

The direction of things can no longer be controlled——

"Qing Huo!!!" Taoist Feng Sen of Qinglu Taoist Temple's eyes were about to burst, and he neighed sharply.

He and Qinghuo Wusheng have been good friends for many years. Although they are in different sects and Taoist temples, the friendship between the two is extremely strong, and it can be called a life-and-death friendship.

All the saints are aware of the friendship between them, and upon hearing this, they can't help but feel sad when the rabbit dies and the fox dies.

With the death of Martial Saint Qing Huo, the intensity of the battle in the arena suddenly rose several levels, and the moves were fatal.

The Great Sage Mouliang, who has been in control of the overall situation in Shenzhou in the far southern border, also discovered this situation at the first time.

His eyes quickly shifted away from the water curtain, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the emperor Dong Zhisheng, but he saw that the emperor Dong Zhisheng subconsciously clenched the handle of the white jade seat, obviously very angry.

"Demon Saint!?" Dong Zhi Sheng's eyes were cold, staring at Taoist Feng Sen of Qinglu Taoist Temple.

Over the years, the Terran Tiangong will send spies to the Yaozu into the endless sea. In the same way, the Yaozu Yaoting will also send spies to the five great continents.

At the beginning of the Yaozu's battle for ten thousand domains, there were also human spies who secretly contributed, which made the road of "Xuanguang Bridge" become more bumpy.

But now, Taoist Fengsen can deceive others, but he absolutely cannot deceive Dongzhisheng.

Because he Dongzhisheng is the son of the real dragon, he is both a human race and a monster race!

...

The news of Qing Huo Wu Sheng and other Wu Sheng's death spread throughout the Zongmen Alliance and the high-level officials of the Daxuan Dynasty.

The Fengxi Sect is spread all over the country, and will put an end to ritual and music for three days, even in Fenghe Town and other places.

"Liu Mantang's master Qinghuo Wusheng is completely dead!?"

In a remote courtyard in Fenghe Town, Hong Yuan looked up at the sky after a changed appearance.

The sky was dark, the trickling rain was starting to fall, and the breeze was picking up.

Then, the two expanded, and the storm violently beat the ground.

Li Dao Hongyuan just stood quietly under the eaves, watching the pouring rain fall.

Things have changed far beyond his imagination, and they have gotten a little out of control.

Now, it is difficult for him to guarantee whether the sword incarnation can land safely and walk out of this battlefield of civil strife in the Eastern Desolation God Continent alive.

"Life is really fragile. It seems that the incarnation technique outside the body is not something everyone can master." Hong Yuan felt secretly, and stretched out his hand to feel the coldness of the rain.

At this time, he already had the idea of ​​​​transferring the holy artifact Tianhe Sword.

There is only one holy weapon, and the Tianhe sword entrusts the Tao and law of the sword body.

Even if the sword body is destroyed, if the Tianhe sword still exists, Hong Yuan can still use the Nine-Tails Gu to recreate a sword body, it just costs more immortal essence stones.

But if the Tianhe sword and the sword body were destroyed together, then the sword body rebuilt by Hong Yuan could no longer be called "Bo Qing".

All kinds of thoughts flowed quickly in Hong Yuan's heart, and the light in his eyes kept jumping.

This time, the civil war that broke out in Eastern Desolate God Continent was so sudden that he didn't have much time to plan, which seriously disrupted his arrangements.

Originally, his arrangement was quite perfect: "The main body practices the dream way, the body receives resources, the demon body grows dormant, and the sword body covets the dream way profound meaning in the great dream seed."

If everything goes well, then he, Hong Yuan, will definitely be able to achieve the realm of the supreme master of the Dream Dao School, and shatter the birth of the Great Dream Emperor in one fell swoop.

But now, something happened unexpectedly, which disrupted his perfect plan.

"The process of the battle between the destiny of the monster race and the destiny of the human race is like adding two catalysts with extremely fast effects to the world."

"This will enable the rapid self-revolution of Tiandi, continuously promote the prosperity and development of major schools, and promote the transformation of Tiandi towards a more perfect direction."

"No matter which side of the destiny of the two parties has the upper hand, if it is a one-sided situation, it will not be conducive to promoting the development of the world and transforming towards a more perfect direction."

"So, did the supreme 'you' make the move?!"

Hong Yuan raised his head and stared at the sky, his eyes seemed to penetrate the dark clouds, go straight through nine days, and reach the sky in the daytime.

The sky during the day is where the legendary will of heaven and earth is located. It contains the opportunity to become emperor and the secret of eternal life.

Fate, indeed, is not so easy to change.

And the birth of the Great Dream Emperor seemed unstoppable.

But Hong Yuan's fighting spirit was ignited, and the light in his eyes gradually lit up.

"The more difficult the process is, the sweeter the fruit I will finally reap."

"With the Martial Dao of Longevity, I am already invincible. Then let this storm come more violently!"

Ever since.

On a night where the moon is dim and the stars are lonely.

Hong Yuan's sword body, waist and hips, the holy weapon Tianhe Sword, strode into the capital of the Daxuan Dynasty and headed for the palace.

Tianhe sword, thirsty for blood, regardless of enemy or friend!