What is a desolate beast?

The desolate beast is an otherworldly powerhouse, a demon saint who has not opened his spiritual wisdom, and a murderer who is enough to destroy a county!

The desolate beast that has not opened its spiritual intelligence is terrifying, but the degree of harm is not too deep, and mortal warriors can still find ways to fight one or two.

However, if the desolate beast opens up its spiritual intelligence and has the ability to think like a "human", then it can be equated with a demon saint.

Because, man is the spirit of all things!

Now.

Tang Anmin, the second prince who sacrificed himself with a secret method and forcibly occupied the wild consciousness of the Ximeng Tiger Desolate Beast, was like this.

This brand-new Dream Dao Desolate Beast, the West Dream Tiger, has already transformed, just like the Demon Saint has manifested his true body!

"Hong Yuan, hold on, this battle has to rely on you. You have to defend anyway. Bai Xiangxuanjiang's face changed slightly, and the purple gold gourd suspended above his head also spit out a faint golden mist from time to time, showing Bai Xiangxuanjiang's heavy mood from the side.

"Human-animal burial method? No, it doesn't look like it. The Great Sage of Mou Liang narrowed his eyes and carefully watched the transformed Ximenghu, and the white feather fan in his hand shook gently, "With the suppression of the rebel holy array, the situation is still under our control, and the Great Dream Seed Tournament can continue." But this flood source, I'm afraid I have to quit! ”

"Second Prince...... Hong Yuan, I want you to die!! King Zhenbei's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he gritted his teeth. The talents of the Great Xuan Royal Family were already withering, and the two pillars who were expected to become holy were reduced at once, and he even had the heart to devour Hong Yuan alive.

Under the heavenly dome, the boundless gray thunder is like a heavenly river hanging upside down.

On the ground, the souls of fierce beasts with no end in sight rushed to each other.

In the breath of Tang Anyang, the West Dream Tiger, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the hurricane gusted.

The men and beasts on the battlefield panicked and used all their strength to stay away from this battlefield as if they were dying.

Even martial arts Tianjiao such as Li Qiyuan, the master of the Qinglu Army, and Chen Hao, the master of the Longyan Army, were all pushed out of the battlefield by the majestic momentum of the West Dream Tiger Tang Anyang, and they couldn't look directly at the West Dream Tiger Tang Anyang.

The more high-martial the world, the more it can reflect the great power of the individual.

The fifth order is mortal, and the sixth order is holy.

Mortal martial artists and immortal martial saints, that is really the difference between immortals and mortals.

Since ancient times, those who have been able to fight against sixth-order saints with the peak of the fifth order are either the legendary Ten Peerless Martial Cultivators, or the trendsetters of various eras.

"Hong Yuan, I hope you don't live up to the name of the first person in the world, and shoulder the responsibility..."Chen Hao, Li Qiyuan and other military masters looked at Hong Yuan with anticipation.

"Feel the last years of your life, Hong Yuan!" The great generals of the Great Xuan Dynasty and the others had deep eyes, and they were extremely confident that Tang Anyang, the Western Dream Tiger, would easily destroy Hong Yuan, this was the experience they had gained through many battlefields!

The fierce wind hit, blowing Hongyuan's robe up and down, rustling. The blow made Hong Yuan's black hair fly, and his shoulders fell.

Because he was firmly locked by Tang Anyang, the West Dream Tiger, the pressure on Hong Yuan was unimaginable to others. That's a hundredfold, a thousandfold burden!

But Hong Yuan's face was still calm, his hands behind his back, and his eyes were as unpredictable as a deep pool.

In Hong Yuan, there is a calm demeanor that allows the world to turn over, let the sea dry and rot, and I am immovable.

Inexplicably, the hearts of the characters on this side of the sect alliance have settled down, and they are no longer as restless as before.

"Hong Yuan, die!"

A voice like a child crying and a woman crying roared out of the mouth of Tang Anyang, the West Dream Tiger.

Tang Anyang, the West Dream Tiger, pulled thousands of gray thunderbolts and fell with a bang, like a gray heavenly river pouring into the flood source.

The thunder burst out, completely extinguishing the rest of the voices on the battlefield.

In the midst of this thousands of gray thunders, there were nearly a thousand Dream Dao Dao traces entangled, sinking the vast ground battlefield, which was very terrifying.

In the face of this thunderous trial, Hong Yuan's face was calm, without the slightest change.

"Powerful Divine Power - Xuanwu Phantom!"

On Hong Yuan's right shoulder, a basalt phantom with a glans snake tail suddenly popped out, enveloping Hong Yuan and sheltering Hong Yuan.

This lifelike Xuanwu phantom, with dense runes engraved on the turtle shell, is like an ancient scripture.

Under the urging of Hong Yuan, the Xuanwu Phantom was silent, allowing thousands of gray thunders to pour back, and letting nearly a thousand Dream Dao Dao traces entangle, still not moving!

"Boom!"

Between the confrontation between the two, the light is shining, dazzling and hurtful.

The space was shaken, and it couldn't stop roaring outward.

Those mortal warriors who were watching didn't know whether to close their eyes tightly or cover their bleeding ears.

They fell to their knees on the ground, wailing and crying bitterly, and even those martial arts masters had to give all their strength to resist the aftermath.

This is a power that has reached the level of a saint, and it is not something that mortals can peep into!

"No, there's a big change!"

The sages watching the battle in the blue sky were stunned, and they all narrowed their eyes as they looked at Hong Yuan, who was sheltered by the Xuanwu Phantom.

Powerful Magical Power - Suzaku Phantom!

Hong Yuan exhaled lightly forward, vaporizing the phantom of the Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird Phantom emits fire all over the body, there are Vermilion Bird from the fire, there are also nine ghost fires, there are as many as nine hundred and eighty-one different fires, burning the mountains and seas, and burning the heaven and the earth!

Between the shaking wings, the Vermilion Bird Phantom left an indelible black mark in mid-air, and even drew a void crack.

At this scene, Dan Lao and Lin Bujing were stunned!

"Grunt~" Lin Bujing's throat moved slightly, his eyes were dull, "Master, how does this Hongyuan Fire Dao attainment feel even more powerful than me......"

Dan Lao tightly grabbed his white beard, and his heart set off all kinds of waves, in his time, he had never seen such a terrifying Tianjiao with his own eyes.

But in the end, Dan Lao could only say dryly: "One law can be used for ten thousand laws, and you can do it in the future!" ”

Looking at Lin Bujing, whose eyes had regained his divine light, Dan Lao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "How difficult it is to pass through one law and ten thousand laws. Demons like Hong Yuan have been born, it seems that the great era is really coming! ”

Under the heavenly dome, the flames were like ripples, endless.

When the gray thunder collides with it, it is like snow meeting water, melting step by step.

This peculiar divine fire is unswervingly moving forward.

Even if Ximenghu Tang Anyang used all kinds of means, he couldn't stop the endless divine fire from enveloping him and making him restrained.

In the end, the Vermilion Bird Phantom seemed to come to life, the Dao marks were blazing, and the divine fire flooded the heavens and the earth, burying the entire body of Tang Anyang, the West Dream Tiger.

"Die." Hong Yuan's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he spit out the word lightly.

The aura of the Vermilion Bird Phantom changed greatly, and suddenly bloomed with boundless divine light, and his face became even more hideous than that of the West Dream Tiger, and the fire light of the whole body turned into black flames!

"Ahh

A wail came from it, and it gradually lost its breath.

"What, the holy weapon has lost contact, is the second prince going to die!?" Many of the sages of the Great Xuan Dynasty had ugly faces and were furious.

The other martial saints were glaring, and finally, this rampant and domineering, and the longing Ximenghu was about to be killed?

The martial saints of the Miaoyin Pavilion, the Wutu Sect, and the Four Seas Sect were very nervous, and their fists were clenched.

Because what happens next determines whether their sect alliance can subdue the lost territory and rebuild the sect!

The wind is blowing, and the thunder is blowing in the sky.

At this critical juncture, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hong Yuan calmly turned around, and left the battlefield step by step.

Everyone was puzzled.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering bang shook in front of him, setting off waves of clouds.

It turned out to be the Vermilion Bird Phantom that exploded, turning into thousands of streamers, and rushing back towards Hong Yuan's black figure.

Everyone was stunned, looking at Hong Yuan in shock, their faces full of disbelief.

The fierce and monstrous, shattered the Four Seas Sect and the Wutu Sect, and overwhelmed the sect alliance almost breathless, and was simply killed by Hong Yuan!?

"Anyang!"

"Nisembro Tiger!"

"Second Prince!!

Someone in the Great Xuan Dynasty shouted, unable to believe that the pile of ashes was their commander.

The wind blew, and the piles of ashes were scattered in all directions, and there were no more Ximenghu and Tang Anyang in the world.

"Dead."

"I can't believe it."

"This is the first man of the world—"

There was an uproar at the scene, like boiling hot water boiling all at once.

The people of the sect alliance suddenly felt:

It's dawn!

It's a noisy and noisy place.

Hong Yuan, on the other hand, calmly returned to his main seat and gave the order for the whole army to attack.

His opponent should be the Great Dream Emperor!

It's Heavenly Palace!

It's the Demon Garden!

Or even the entire martial arts world!

The road to eternal life is still far away. What you are doing now is not worth mentioning.

……

……

The blue sky and the sky, the white smoke clouds, the martial saints of the Great Xuan Dynasty are entrenched here.

"No, I don't believe it!" Qingyun Hou's eyes flashed with a hint of pain, and he sighed sharply.

Qingyun Hou was born handsome, with a tall body, more than eight feet. He is the sage of fortune, and he is the uncle of the second prince Tang Anmin and the third prince Tang Anyang, and he has invested a lot of effort and resources in these two princes.

"Holy Artifact Qingyun Bell, Kai!"

"Luck Dao Divine Power - Yunyun Watching Luck!"

Qingyun Hou tore off the small cyan bronze bell hanging on his waist and threw it upward.

Under the gaze of all the saints, the cyan bronze bell rises in the wind, and there are all kinds of cloud seals carved on it, mysterious and mysterious.

After that, Qingyunhou moved, and immediately hovered above the cyan bronze bell and sat in a circle.

A strange cyan glow flashed in his eyes, making his perspective completely different, and he could roughly observe the luck of the saints in the field!

"Hong Yuan..."Qingyun Hou gritted his teeth, looked at the world below with resentment, and looked at the place where Hong Yuan was.

A gaze hung down from the sky, as if to completely observe the source of the flood.

As soon as it appeared, Hong Yuan felt something in his heart.

But Hong Yuan remained silent, and said secretly: "Watching the luck... I don't know who will observe this time. ”

When he was in the Fengxi Sect, in order to replace the hidden thing, Hong Yuan had already dealt with the incarnation of the waterway in terms of luck.

Even big people like the Great Sage of Fengxi didn't notice the strangeness of the incarnation of the waterway, and Hong Yuan didn't pay attention to the upcoming snooping.

"Buzz!"

The Holy Artifact Qingyun Bell began to vibrate, conjuring up many traces of the Fortune Dao, making it entangle Qingyun Hou, so that Qingyun Hou could see the root of Hongyuan more clearly.

Qingyunhou's vision immediately changed:

In Qingyunhou's perspective, Hongyuan's water and blue luck is nearly 10,000 zhang, mighty and mighty, soaring into the sky, and there is a potential that runs through the heavens and the earth!

In addition, there is also a Gu worm sticking to it, guarding the passage of Hongyuan.

This is a bee insect, this bee is huge, snow-white, delicate, like a master craftsman carefully carved masterpieces, there is a trace of sacredness......

"Ahh

Suddenly, Qingyun Hou suddenly felt blindness in his eyes and screamed strangely.

A mouthful of extremely precious blood spit out from Qingyun Hou's mouth, and Qingyun Hou's black hair turned into white silk in an instant, and his breath was sluggish.

King Zhenbei sighed: "Alas, Yundao is the most likely to be counterattacked, why should you bother?" ”

"Exactly. At most, this flood source can be regarded as a temporary tide, far less than Bo Qing! Luoyin Hou said.

After a while, Qingyunhou recalled that he had observed the scene, and nodded heavily, which was regarded as affirming Luoyinhou's words.

Hong Yuan is indeed inferior to "Bo Qing"!

……

I only promise to go against the wind, and I strike hard when the wind is downwind.

No matter what time it is, fighting a good fight is always the most exciting.

Because this represents military exploits, glory, and interests!

"Fengxi Legion, act as the vanguard army."

"The Miaoyin Legion, follow closely and support at any time."

“……”

One order after another was given by Hong Yuan.

The elders of the various sects looked at Hong Yuan's naked care for the Fengxi Legion and Ye Zhuyin of the Miaoyin Pavilion, and for a moment they had mixed emotions in their hearts, and they were very helpless.

But when they recalled Hong Yuan's terrifying strength, they could only praise it.

"The Alliance Leader is wise!"

"Worthy of being the leader of the alliance!"

"Heaven does not give birth to me, and the Eastern Wilderness is like a long night."

“……”

The elders of the various sects who acted as think tanks all patted Hong Yuan's sycophants, not caring about their age and status at all.

The corners of Hong Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head with a chuckle, but he didn't stop these elders' praise.

It's just a passing thing.

False name or something, he abandoned it when he was young, and he didn't take it to heart.

But now that he has become the leader of the righteous path, he will continue to play the role of the leader of the righteous path.

Han Jiuming, Ye Gufan, Xuanguang Bridge, Bo Qing...... These are just one of his identities.

That identity is easy to use, Hong Yuan uses that identity, and he never limits himself.

In the big tent of the barracks, there was joy and laughter.

All kinds of flattering words that don't want money and are a little fleshy have blurted out from the elders of various sects.

Especially the elders of the Wutu Sect and the Four Seas Sect who have been wiped out, the elders of these two sects are really extremely grateful to Hong Yuan, and when it comes to emotion, they are even more snot and tears.

On the upper left, Elder Lan from the Fengxi Sect saw this scene, and his heart was full of pride!

"My sect Qilin Zi Hongyuan has the qualifications of a great sage!" Elder Lan narrowed his eyes and looked at Hong Yuan's figure in awe.

This is, the first man of the world!

……

The sky is blue and pure as a mirror.

The sun was fiery red, and white clouds were wafting in the sky, dispelling the gloom of not long ago.

It's been a day and a night since the previous big battle.

The Zongmen Alliance sounded the clarion call for an all-out counterattack against the Daxuan Dynasty, not only driving the Daxuan Dynasty out of Yinzhou in Miaoyin Pavilion, but also forging ahead in the process of recovering the territory of the Wutu Sect, singing and singing.

It's really spring, full of vitality.

This positive and uplifting atmosphere was transmitted in the sect alliance, and even to the base camp in the rear.

The rear base camp, an antique barracks tent.

The elders of the sect and the martial arts Tianjiao gathered here, surrounded Hong Yuan, and began to roughly count the battle exploits.

Hong Yuan, Lin Bujing, Qiu Wuxi, Ye Zhuyin, Long Zhandu......

"The first merit of this battle should be the leader of the Hongyuan Alliance."

Hearing the white-haired Long Yan Sect elder below mention his name, Hong Yuan bowed slightly.

"The second merit, the army master of Lin Bujing."

“……”

Hong Yuan leaned on the main seat, overlooking the martial arts Tianjiao and was excited, and after seeing Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi cheering each other on, the corners of Hong Yuan's mouth rose slightly, which was very subtle.

Long.

The evaluation of combat merits is finally over, and everyone has exchanged a lot of treasures.

The breeze blows, bringing a trace of coolness, but it can't extinguish everyone's fiery hearts.

Just as they were about to say goodbye to Hong Yuan and go to the front line, Hong Yuan spoke, and the audience fell silent and watched him speak.

Hong Yuan's face was calm and said: "In this battle, Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi's performance is particularly outstanding, and I appreciate these two very much. ”

Hearing Hong Yuan say this, Lin Bujing immediately smelled the aura of conspiracy, and he couldn't help but have a trace of haze in his eyes.

"Lin Bujing, Qiu Wuxi, you two come to me." Hong Yuan smiled and beckoned to them.

Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi glanced at each other, and their moods were a little heavy.

Corporal Lixing, Hong Yuan is afraid that he is from a bad way~

When they got closer, Hong Yuan continued: "One person counts short, and three counts long." I decided to promote Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi as deputy alliance leaders to act as my right-hand men! ”

Bang!

At this moment, in the big tent of the barracks, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi.

There was shock, horror, mockery, coldness, and schadenfreude in these eyes.

Those who can evaluate their exploits here are not ordinary warriors.

Everyone understands that Hong Yuan is secretly belittling Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi Mingsheng, so as to deprive the two of them of their military sovereignty responsibilities, and then install their own people!

Hong Yuan This is an upright and righteous means, Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi are not easy to refuse.

Who made them perform too badly in the face of Ximenghu, and the other was too prominent.

Of course, the most important thing is that Hong Yuan has shown his value in this war and completely won the trust of that group of Martial Saint Taishang Elders!

"I ......" Lin Bujing's throat moved slightly, and he didn't want to be seized by Hong Yuan.

Qiu Wuxi quickly took Lin Bujing's hand and interrupted Lin Bujing's words, "Thank you, Lord Alliance." ”

Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Bujing nodded reluctantly in agreement, and thanked Hong Yuan for his attention.

"Well, you're doing a great job, I'm satisfied. Since this is the case, then the vacant position of Fengxi military lord is led by Long Zhandu. The vacant position of the Miaoyin military master is led by Ye Zhuyin. ”

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you, Alliance Leader!"

Long Zhandu was overjoyed, and when he was too excited, he actually looked like a villain.

Long Zhandu showed off the tiger talisman representing the identity of the Fengxi military lord in front of Lin Bujing, which made Lin Bujing itch with hatred.

Ye Zhuyin's eyes flowed, and he looked at Hong Yuan with ripples, as if his whole heart was filled with Hong Yuan's figure.

I just don't know if she's serious or played.

And Hong Yuan didn't care if Ye Zhuyin was pretending to be or not, it was just a casual move by him.

At dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the lonely figure of Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi leaving.

Does power matter?

It's important, but it's not that important for cultivators like Lin Bujing and Qiu Wuxi.

What matters is resources, cultivation, and the path to holiness!

The title of a deputy alliance leader is enough to drive Lin Bujing, so that although he is unwilling, he has to let Hong Yuan drive him.

Because Hong Yuan grabbed his handle tightly!!

"Alliance leader? Vice-Alliance? ”

"As the saying goes, an official at a higher level crushes people to death."

"Since you want to gather the general momentum so much to make your cultivation path more comfortable, then let me do things obediently......

Hong Yuan's eyes were gloomy.

It was getting late, and the darkness was spreading, making it difficult for outsiders to see Hong Yuan's face.

(End of chapter)