The Fahe monk was defeated, and in the first battle of the pagoda, Guanfohai lost.

However, this does not mean that the Guanfohai side has really failed completely, but it has just fallen into decline in terms of the situation.

There is still a chance to turn the tables.

The demon saint Bai Ling, in terms of strength, is indeed powerful, the talent of the demon, coupled with the strong strength, has long been almost invincible.

The monk of Fahe is not weak, the martial arts cultivation of the four grades and nine sections is full of blood and blood, in Fang Lang's opinion, even if An Fan is against Fahe, I am afraid that there is only the possibility of being beaten.

And the Fahe monk still lost.

Obviously, it is the demon saintess Bai Ling who is better in strength, that white demon sword, with excellent demeanor, in the eyes of Master Ciyue, perhaps only the young Xuanyuan Taihua can fight with it.

When the Fajue monk was defeated in the Fa River, he was still ready to fight.

However, Fang Lang's fluttering voice interrupted the decision of Master Ciyue and Fa Jue.

Fa Jue looked at Fang Lang with some astonishment.

Hearing Fang Lang say that he was the hole card in this pagoda dispute, the stunned expression of the Fajue monk was difficult to hide.

He...... How do you become a hole card?

The highly respected Master Ciyue's expression was a little heavy, and the defeat of Fahe opened a not very good start for this stupa dispute.

For the Guanfohai side, with the defeat of Fahe, it has been completely forced to a dead end.

However, Fang Lang personally applied to fight, which still made Master Ciyue stunned for a while.

After all, Fang Lang's cultivation was not too strong.

Although, Master Ciyue admitted that Fang Lang's talent was very demonic.

However, in terms of absolute cultivation, Fang Lang was indeed much weaker than the Demon Clan's Holy Maiden Bai Ling.

Therefore, for Fang Lang's words that he would fight in person and let Fajue be his hole card, Master Ciyue did not refuse after thinking for a while.

On the other hand, it was the Fajue monk who looked a little cramped.

"How did I become a hole card?"

"I can't do it, Master Fang Lang, let me go first, you are the hope of our Buddha Sea."

Monk Fajue had seen Fang Lang in Linjiang City, slaughtering the disciples of the Great Dao Sect by himself, that battle had a great impact on him, if he was replaced, he might not be able to achieve the slaughter.

Fang Lang smiled, he looked at the little monk Fajue, his expression was full of trust: "I believe in you, you are really the hole card in this stupa dispute." ”

"I need you to cover me!"

Fang Lang Road.

In the face of Fang Lang's firm words, Monk Fajue inexplicably felt a heavy pressure and responsibility on his body.

Fang Lang smiled.

The white clothes fluttered, and he stepped out, and there was a wisp of sword qi in his heart, and in an instant, the sword came out and rushed into the waves of the Hanhai Sea.

The waves were cut open, and the square waves fell on the surface of the sea, walking on foot.

Since Fang Lang chose to play, there is naturally a reason.

When he entered the room, the sound of the system suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Congratulations to the host, Bai Ling has succeeded in binding the fetter object."

"Congratulations to the host, the binding object Chi Yun has been successful."

Two prompts pop up at the same time.

In the depths of Fang Lang's eyes, there was a faint flickering of streamers, and he successfully bound the two Tianjiao in a row, which was good news for Fang Lang.

At least, for Fang Lang, Fang Lang was able to dig up a lot of good things in this demon saintess and demon demons.

After all, although after the optimization of the system, there is an active ability, but the original system is passive, and it still exists.

As long as there is something related to the practice of the object of bonding, you can get a reward.

The sea is undulating.

Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, fought with the monk of Fahe, and her breath also changed slightly, after all, the monk of Fahe was not weak, Bai Ling held a sword obliquely, and between her beautiful eyes, there was a look of endless flow.

She stared at Fang Lang.

She had heard of Master Ciyue's introduction to Fang Lang, Fang Lang's cultivation, she didn't care, the cultivation of the first time to enter the Four Grades Realm, in her eyes, was not worth mentioning.

However, what really made Bai Ling care was Fang Lang's identity, Xuanyuan Taihua's personal disciple.

This identity is not much weaker than her identity as a demon saintess.

However, seeing Fang Lang fighting, the demon clan saintess Bai Ling was still slightly stunned.

She thought that Fang Lang would be used as a hole card, but the result was ...... The second one came out.

Bai Ling's eyes moved horizontally and landed beside the Fajue monk who was standing beside Master Ciyue with his palms folded.

Could it be that this Fajue monk is better than this disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua?

Bai Ling retracted her gaze, her heart was much more solemn, Bai Ling was also very clear about the importance of the stupa dispute, otherwise the demon clan would not have specially sent her to participate in this stupa dispute.

She won't let up in any way, she'll give it her all.

Looking at Fang Lang who was stepping on the waves, Bai Ling slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the white sword in his hand was slowly raised.

Fang Lang had a gentle smile on his face, he had always had such a smile, gentle and elegant.

Even if this battle is as important as the battle for the stupa.

On the other side, Bai Ling was in a trance, and suddenly, she felt that Fang Lang and her did not seem to be rivals, but a kind of friend who had not seen her for many years.

Their battle this time does not seem to be a simple battle, but should it be called a kind of spiritual exchange?

What's going on with this inexplicable damn feeling?

Bai Ling shook off this strange emotion, raised the sword in his hand, and raised his delicate face slightly.

"Demon world, Bai Ling."

Bai Ling was separated by the distant sea, and the other party was on the other side.

Fang Lang was dressed in white like snow, smiling like a flower, and slowly pulled out the obsidian sword from the sword box on his back.

The tip of the sword pointed obliquely, just like Bai Ling's movements, and said with a smile: "The Tang Dynasty is the world, Fang Lang." ”

"Please advise."

When the words fell, Bai Ling was in a trance, and then, she moved, without the slightest hand.

She instantly pulled closer to her figure, and stepped on the vast sea, stepping on the waves that kept rushing into the sky.

The demon clan is extremely strong in the flesh, she definitely has an advantage in the flesh, and Fang Lang, as a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua, is undoubtedly good at swords.

Bai Ling is also good at swordsmanship, but in swordsmanship, he may not be able to compare with the upper waves.

Therefore, choose the physical aspect to overwhelm Fang Lang!

Fang Lang held the obsidian sword, and he also picked it up slowly, as if between heaven and earth, drawing a large circle.

Suddenly, Fang Lang's eyes were deep, and there were no waves in the ancient well.

"System, shared repair."

The words fell.

Fang Lang was originally just a newcomer to the fourth grade, and he began to climb continuously.

This is the active ability after the system optimization, and you can share (80%) of the cultivation of the fetter object, talents, and so on!

The strength can also be stacked!

As soon as he made a move, Fang Lang never left any hands!

Fighting, in fact, is also a kind of spiritual exchange, and it is a kind of in-depth spiritual exchange!

"Come!"

Fang Lang drank vigorously.

The cultivation on the body begins to stack.

Jiang Linglong, Liu Bubai, Ni Wen, Wei Sheng, Wen Ting...... Bai Ling, Chi Yun!

The cultivation of the fetters began to continue to superimpose!

Let the aura on Fang Lang's body rise rapidly, and faintly, there seemed to be one phantom after another behind him!

As soon as the obsidian sword swung its sword, there was suddenly a sword aura like a swimming snake, bursting up from below the sea level, like a white Jiao roaring, rushing into the clouds, and rushing towards the demon saint Bai Ling!

Fang Lang's sword is really powerful!

At this moment, Bai Ling, the holy daughter of the demon clan, did not dare to take anything lightly!

Strong!

Very strong!

Even, not weaker than her!

Bai Ling's complexion changed slightly, and she was afraid.

The sword of the white feather in her hand is no longer hidden, her movements contain endless beauty, and she walks on the sea, as if walking on the ground.

A sword was handed out, tearing the air wind and waves, the sound was like a dragon's roar, and the sword roared like a tiger's roar!

On the sea level, the raging and tumbling air currents are all cut open!

The sword light is rippling, containing the ultimate edge, and in an instant, it has been pulled out on the sea level and is extremely long, like a white snake-like sword mark, which will not disperse for a long time, as if it lasts forever!

There is sword intent bursting out from above this sword, and behind the sword light, there seems to be a Dapeng bird spreading its wings and flying, as if it wants to shake it up!

In an instant, Bai Ling was already close to Fang Lang's body.

Swing your fist and hand your sword!

It's just two moves, but all the moves are killer moves!

Even if Fang Lang had the power of shared cultivation, he felt his scalp tingle, and the pores all over his body seemed to be stimulated by the sword qi to tighten.

And above the giant tortoise.

The demon demon son carried his hands behind his back, his black hair was flying, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"It's worthy of Bai Ling, the demon clan who comes out once in hundreds of years!"

"The fist technique and the sword technique have all reached the extreme of the Four Rank Realm! In the world of the demon clan, among the pride, there are only a few people who can fight with it. ”

The admiration of the demon made the strong man of the demon clan laugh.

The holy daughter of the demon clan personally took action, and this time the battle for the pagoda will definitely be captured.

What about Xuanyuan Taihua's disciples?

This demon clan powerhouse has arrogance in his heart!

On the other hand, on the side of the Buddha Sea, Master Ciyue put his palms together, but he looked worried.

In the battle with the Fahe, this demon saintess not only did not fall in momentum, but her momentum continued to rise, becoming stronger and stronger!

Can Fang Lang win?

Alas......

Master Ciyue could only let out a sigh.

And the pressure in the field is only known to Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan.

Although her momentum was rising, the pressure Fang Lang gave her was becoming more and more terrifying, and even, she vaguely felt that Fang Lang seemed to have seen through all her means and moves!

The two clashed on the sea.

Fang Lang also did not dodge or avoid, after superimposing the cultivation of many fetters, Fang Lang even jumped into the five-grade realm when it came to combat power.

And the cultivation of the demon saintess Bai Ling, Fang Lang also superimposed, and then used epiphany cards, enchantment cards, and so on......

Regarding the fighting methods of the demon clan saintess Bai Ling, Fang Lang was clear in his heart.

The fists collided, like the palms of gold and stone, and when they collided with each other, there was the sound of gold and iron.

Swords collided with swords, swordsmanship rolled, sword light was like a dragon, and the two clashed on the sea.

The more she fought, the more Bai Ling, the holy daughter of the demon clan, felt the strangeness in her heart.

She felt as if she was fighting a mirrored self, and every move and style had a strange familiarity.

This repair is ...... It's kind of quirky!

Isn't it the first time to enter the fourth grade?

Why did Fang Lang give her the feeling that he was stronger than some fifth-grade cultivators.

And around, watching Fang Lang and the demon clan saintess Bai Ling fighting fiercely, the two fought constantly, but they were on equal footing, which made everyone look at each other.

Master Ciyue's eyes lit up with surprise.

The demon son of the demon clan was surprised.

At this moment, Fang Lang is riding the waves, enjoying this battle incomparably.

Under the epiphany card, fighting with the Demon Saintess is a process of becoming familiar with the means and fighting skills of the Demon Saintess.

The proactive ability of the system's new optimization is indeed a bit scary.

The strength of the superimposed fetters is for their own use, and one or two may not be taken seriously, but when the number of fetters bound by other waves is uncountable, it is very terrifying!

Just like now, the cultivation of the Demon Clan's Holy Maiden, the Demon Clan's Demon Son's superposition, plus Wen Ting's cultivation, these three are all comparable demons, and under the superposition of cultivation, fighting one of them, Fang Lang feels easy!

Rumble!

Countless sword lights intertwined, and the white feather sword flew out horizontally.

The demon saintess Bai Ling's face was extremely ugly, her body flew out sideways, and she kept stepping back on the sea, her eyebrows furrowed, and her expression was full of fear.

She felt that Fang Lang's unfathomable depths were like a bottomless pit, and all her methods were seen thoroughly.

There is no way to start, no way to find a breakthrough.

How do you win?

Bai Ling, the holy daughter of the demon clan, fell into deep thought, she had to find a way to win the waves.

And after Fang Lang and the demon clan saintess Bai Ling fought a battle, they still had a gentle and elegant smile on their faces.

In the depths of his eyes, there was even a little expectation.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host and the fetters Bai Ling, who fought fiercely in the battle over the pagoda, conducted in-depth exchanges related to cultivation, and obtained the reward [Realm Breaking Card]"

Well?

Prop Cards!

Listening to the name of this item card, it seems to be a bit similar to the punch card.

However, after Fang Lang glanced at the introduction of the Realm Breaking Card, he understood that there were still differences.

Moreover, the difference is huge, and the breakthrough card can be said to be a high-end version of the punching card, after all, the punching card is used to assist in punching.

The Realm Breaker Card, on the other hand, is 100% able to help improve a small rank.

Fang Lang smiled freely, and without hesitation, he used the Realm Breaking Card.

After the Realm Breaking Card was used, Fang Lang felt a heat surge all over his body, and between the heat surges, his original cultivation of the fourth rank and the second stage stepped into the fourth grade and third stage without any side effects!

This kind of natural breakthrough in cultivation made Fang Lang inexplicably feel like his pores were dilated.

"Hahaha! What a demon saintess, she is worthy of being called the demon who is closest to the talent of the Holy Root Bone, this battle is happy! ”

Fang Lang laughed.

In the distance, Bai Ling, the ugly saint of the demon clan, also softened her complexion.

"You are also good, worthy of being a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua who once suppressed the Nine Demon Kings with a sword, come again!"

The Demon Saintess spoke.

Then, he drew his sword and continued to rise into the sky, the sword light was like a dragon, stirring the waves of the Hanhai Sea.

And Fang Lang's eyes flashed: "It's good to come!" ”

Fang Lang superimposed cultivation, and superimposed cultivation consumed spiritual thoughts and spirits.

However, at this moment, Fang Lang may not be the opponent of this demon clan saint without superimposed cultivation, of course, Fang Lang's purpose is not only these.

Fang Lang's obsidian sword was handed out, and while fighting, he spoke: "White girl, you and I don't know each other, I am above the sword, there is a confusion, I hope the white girl can give me some advice!" ”

Fang Lang opened his mouth, and while facing the swordsmanship of the demon clan saintess Bai Ling, he even asked about his confusion.

The demon saint Bai Ling was a little confused, holding the sword, and it was not a move, nor was it a move.

This is a fight, what about a battle over a pagoda, can you be serious?

However, the demon saintess was too embarrassed not to respond to the sincere gaze of the waves above.

So after thinking about it, he answered the question raised by Fang Lang.

And Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, felt that she had a lot of losses, you asked me a question, and I will ask one back.

Therefore, he also asked about his swordsmanship, and wanted Fang Lang to answer.

Fang Lang was immediately overjoyed, this big girl was upright enough.

Under such exchanges, Fang Lang squeezed out two more Realm Breaking Cards.

After using it directly, Fang Lang's cultivation was piled up to four grades and five stages!

The strong man of the Buddha Sea and the strong man of the demon clan, watching the battle between the two, were a little speechless.

What about this battle...... How did it become a cultivation exchange?

And looking at this posture, the two of you are chatting more and more.

The confrontation above the Hanhai Sea also quickly came to an end.

The Demon Clan's Holy Maiden Bai Ling also seemed to feel that her posture was not very good, so in the face of Fang Lang's question, she pursed her lips and stopped answering, she focused on the battle!

Fang Lang, on the other hand, sighed, seeing that he couldn't squeeze out the reward, he no longer wasted his physical strength and energy to fight.

"Swordsmanship!"

Between Fang Lang's eyes, his expression changed suddenly, and after superimposing Wen Ting's cultivation, he directly burst out with the sword feeding technique!

Vaguely, Wen Ting's demeanor of raising a sword in the past ten years!

Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon clan, only felt a thought of death imminent!

The surface of the sea seemed to have been cut open by a sword.

Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, held the white feather sword, and flew out of a hundred zhang in despair.

Finally, the tip of the sword fell, and it was difficult to hide the loss in his eyes.

She was defeated.

And at the moment when the demon saintess Bai Ling was strangely defeated.

The demon clan powerhouse on the back of the giant tortoise had a stern expression.

The demon demon's eyes were a little dignified, staring at Fang Lang, who was talking and laughing, and defeated Bai Ling.

This sub...... It's a little weird!

At this time, Fang Lang was holding his sword and turned his head to look at him.

The eyes of the two collided above the sea level.

Fang Lang smiled brightly.

I don't know the demon demon...... Can it be more resistant to squeezing?