Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

As the bright moon rose higher and higher, the moonlight that originally had a hint of ferocity became pure in an instant, like water and moonlight shining on the earth again.

"It's finally over..." Su Poxian let out a long breath.

The other saints also nodded, Su Ziyou said with a smile: "Then just..."

Su Ziyou's words stopped abruptly, his eyes suddenly looked in the direction of Mantian, and he was surprised: "What are the barbarians doing!"

The other semi-saints also turned their eyes away almost at the same time, looking at Man Tian.

Before the fall of the bright moon, the huge source of chaos led to the chaos of the sky, and most of the attention of the semi-saints was attracted by the bright moon, and the rest was focused on the barbarian gods and barbarians on the front line. Notice.

At this time when the bright moon was returning to the sky, they suddenly realized that the barbarian cities under the barbarian sky were full of blood.

It's not a spell, these semi-sages can clearly sense that it's a massacre of blood.

The barbarians are slaughtering their own city!

"Could it be that the barbarians think that they are doomed, so they kill first as a respect?" Su Poxian murmured.

Xin Jiaxuan looked serious: "The barbarians are not that simple."

"Everyone, get ready for the battle..."

All the half-sages nodded one after another, looking to the north with piercing eyes!

…

Under the sky.

The space with a radius of thousands of miles is like the waves of the sea, constantly turbulent, the space is constantly torn, and then bridged.

The next moment, the space opened up, and Han Changli walked out of it.

Han Changli's face was pale at this time, one hand was drooping, his chest was red with blood, Ru Guan was beaten to nowhere, and his silver hair fluttered with the void storm behind him.

However, behind him, two figures soon appeared.

Those were two bodies.

A three-yang barbarian **** with four broken hands and no head.

A full-moon-level mantra covered in strange spells and whose eye sockets seemed to burst open.

Han Changli first glanced at the direction of the sky, was slightly startled, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was about to make a move, but suddenly he felt a sense and raised his head.

I saw a magnificent imperial palace full of barbarian colors appearing above and smashing down towards him.

"Manshen Palace..." Han Changli murmured, "This old man is looking for you!"

The next moment, the Manshen Palace landed on Han Changli, and in the blink of an eye, both Han Changli and the Manshen Palace disappeared!

…

Shining golden light, Han Changli opened his eyes.

At this time, he was standing in an empty hall full of blood, and there was only one barbarian standing in the hall. The barbarian was not tall, and he didn't look at Han Changli, but at the two corpses in front of him that Han Changli had beaten to death. .

"Facing two strong men of the same realm, Han has to do his best." Han Changli said calmly, as if explaining to the family of the deceased.

"We have known each other for hundreds of years. Seeing the body of an old friend today is bound to be a little heartbreaking." Artes, the owner of the Manshen Palace, sighed, and with a wave of his hand, the two corpses disappeared immediately. He raised his head to look at Han Changli, and said , "There have been three hall masters in this barbarian palace, and you are the fourth."

Han Changli, who knew that the Yuehua catastrophe had been solved, was not in a hurry to act at this time. Instead, he chatted like an old friend reunited: "When Confucius was around, you were still missing from Manshen Palace. The first three should be Zi Think of Shengren, Du Wuku and Fang Sheng!"

"When they were here, the human race was strong, making the barbarians panic and dare not look south."

"Standing here with several sages, Han is ashamed and terrified!"

Artes, the lord of the barbarian palace, smiled lightly and nodded: "For thousands of years, the human race always wins."

"In the past ten thousand years, the human race entered the Mantian thirteen times, oppressing the barbarians to the place of endless storms behind the snow mountain, and relying on the protection of the Mantian, they survived."

"As for the barbarians, there was only one time six hundred years ago, when they took advantage of the Heavenly Demon to go south to Shenzhou, but they were only half a year old, and they were driven back again."

"Sometimes, this **** also thinks that the human race is really better than the barbarian race."

Han Changli nodded: "The barbarians are born in the world, and their roots are blessed by the barbarian sky. It is a practice that is begged for; but the human race is different. The human race is self-improving and grows together with the sky."

"That's a one-sided statement of your human race." Artes shook his head, "We are all one with the heavenly father, and the power is just flowing between different individuals. Devouring the sky, gaining stronger overall power, and then letting the powerful There are more individuals, forming such a cycle is the true meaning of my barbarian clan."

Hearing the words, Han Changli pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Your words are refreshing to my ears. If I have spare time, I will study them carefully!"

"There won't be any free time." Artes smiled, "I know you think you have a chance of winning, so chat with me here to delay the time and wait for the help from the sky."

"Then how do you know that I don't have the same idea?"

Han Changli remained calm, but stared at Artes with sharp eyes.

Artes let out a long breath: "Mr. Han, I have a question, and I want to ask Mr. Han to clarify."

Han Changli nodded: "Please tell me."

"What makes you humans feel that you can always win?"

Han Changli frowned, but did not speak.

Artes didn't wait for Han Changli to speak, and said to himself: "Strength, right?"

"Although the barbarians, monsters, and dragons, including the Buddhist sects in the Western Regions that have not been destroyed before, when it comes to your human race, no, it should be your Confucian sect. The most mentioned one is the black heart!"

"You are always full of calculations, it seems that you will not suffer from anything."

"But this **** knows that those are just small ways, and it's some fun for you to fight against the enemy. Your real confidence comes from your strength!"

Artes paused for a moment, seeing that Han Changli was still silent, he continued, "Don't talk about anything else, just talk about the current peak combat power."

"Under my Mantian, there are nine fixed elders of the Golden Tent. But you Confucianism sect, three questions and half saints, besides you sitting in the holy hall, there should be no less than twelve in the sky."

"The holy land outside the sky is the confidence of your human race. Is this **** right?"

"In addition to Taoism, if you don't have too many enemies to guard against, any force alone will not be your opponent."

Han Changli's eyes were playful: "Your Excellency knows our human race quite well!"

"But that's exactly what happened. You suffered such a big loss this time!" Artes said calmly, "You think that we can't break through the defense line of the Great Wall of Righteousness, and you think that even if there is a problem, it will be easy to summon the forces from outside the sky to return. It can be suppressed..."

"You think..." Artes's face suddenly turned dark, "Why do you think it's right!"

"Why in this world, your heaven is orthodox!"

"Why are you a creature of good fortune? Your human race needs the wind and the rain; my barbarians will struggle to survive in this bitter cold place!"

"Don't say that Man Tian's way is not right, after ten thousand years, is it important whether it is right or not?"

Han Changli nodded: "The old man admits, you really put your heart into it this time."

"It did hit the place where my human race was off guard."

"You don't have to go through a battle, but you still have a strong blood, this is one of them."

"You have successfully deciphered the ancient Wu Nanzhao's secret art of heavenly blood, and held the bright moon hostage, the second."

"Six hundred years ago, when the barbarians invaded, you have had a plan since then, and you have prepared for the moonlight to guide you, but you did not show any traces, the third."

"By bypassing the Great Formation of Fengtian, you can obtain the method of connecting with the Demon Abyss, and summon the Heavenly Demon to contain the Saints outside the sky. This is the fourth."

"Thus, my human race suffered today's catastrophe."

"Wait, I really underestimated Yidu back then!"

Artes nodded upon hearing Han Changli's words.

It's not a bad feeling to be approved by an approved enemy.

"However, everything is over." Han Changli continued, "The enemies in the Daxuan territory are now at the end of their battles; on the frontal battlefield, you still cannot break through the Great Wall of Righteous Qi; although there are demons in the sky outside the sky, the scale is not large, and they will soon be destroyed. You will be wiped out by the Holy Clan. At that time, Tianwai will return, and your barbarian clan will be defeated!"

"The old man understands that if the barbarian sky is immortal, your barbarian will continue to live. But this time, when your barbarian walks out of the endless storm behind the snow mountain, what you will see will be a stronger human race!"

"A human race where everyone is like a dragon!"

"Really?" Artes said lightly, but it was this sentence that made Han Changli's heart vigilant.

"You human race, you are too confident!" Artes said calmly, "Mr. Han, you are waiting for the saints outside the sky. Guess what I am waiting for?"

Artes smiled: "From the beginning..."

"Well, at the beginning of what I said, it may have been traced back to six thousand years ago..."

"From the moment your sage Zisi stepped into the Palace of the Barbarians and made our barbarians feel that life and death are involuntary, we have been plotting against you."

"Six thousand years..."

"Do you really think that the moonlight as a guide to send nearly half of the barbarians to Daxuan is to kill those ordinary people like cattle and sheep?"

Han Changli frowned, looked at Artes, and after a while, said in disbelief: "Your goal is..."

Artes laughed: "When a barbarian dies in the barbarian world, his power returns to the barbarian world. But when he dies in the sky, his power will be intercepted and absorbed by the sky."

"It's just that with so much power, will the heavens absorb it all in a short while?"

"What we want is to use half of the blood of the barbarians to cover up the Fengtian formation for a while, so that the Fengtian formation will lose control of me, Mantian!"

Han Changli suddenly hit Artes with a blow, but at this moment, the space in the Manshen Palace seemed to be stretched infinitely. Han Changli's attack fell in front of Artes after being affected by the Manshen Palace, and Artes Si breaks up easily.

"Mr. Han, you are very strong." Artes said, "I am not your opponent, but with the Manshen Palace, I can barely protect myself."

"So, let's all quietly watch the next development!"

As he said that, Artes waved his hand, and suddenly hundreds of phantom images appeared in the Manshen Palace. Each picture corresponds to a Man City. At this time, the Man City is full of blood. The people in the city seemed to be drained of blood in an instant, leaving only a mummy.

Han Changli frowned slightly.

You must know that in the 108 barbarian cities under the barbarian sky, those who can live in the city are all high-ranking officials and noble bloodlines of the barbarian race!

"Blood sacrifice!" Han Changli gritted his teeth and said, "What are you awakening?"

…

Wumei Snow Mountain.

Feeling the shaking of the mountains, Emperor Man let out a long breath.

It's finally here.

He still remembered the disbelieving expression on his father's face when he explained the plan to him before his death.

To this day, he still remembers every word his father said.

"The sky has been weakening, and in the end, it will not be able to carry the saint."

"At that time, it was our chance."

"However, first we must find a way to cover the restrictions of the Heaven Sealing Formation!"

"The secret technique of the moon department may be able to do this."

"Go, emperor. The human race can produce 6,000 plans in an instant, so let them see how the barbarians who only focus on one plan for 6,000 years can crush them!"

Emperor Man took a deep breath: "After six thousand years, this day has finally come."

He let out the inhaled air again, and then shouted—

"Man Qiong, get up!"

…

At this time, the Great Wall of Righteous Qi no longer needed the blessing of children's skills and telepathy, and everyone was aware of Man Tian's mutation.

The originally pitch-black sky turned blood red, and the oppressive aura spread from Mantian, making everyone tremble in their hearts.

On the Great Wall of Righteousness, all the semi-sages are on the verge of a formidable enemy.

"How is it possible? This aura...is the Great Perfection of the Universe Realm!" Zeng Zigu frowned and said, "Where's the Heaven Sealing Formation?"

"It was blocked by the blood of the barbarians." Su Ziyou sighed, "It seems that this is the killer of the barbarians!"

"A barbarian that rivals a saint?" Su Poxian was full of fighting spirit, "How did the barbarian hide?"

Just as the half-saints were communicating with each other, the first sound of thunderstorm came from Mantian.

In the next moment, everyone's eyes widened.

There is a behemoth slowly rising into the sky!

That is a city!

No, there is a hand holding up the city!

In the blink of an eye, in the eyes of everyone, a giant with a height of hundreds of feet appeared in the sky. In his hands, the magnificent barbarian city was like a toy!

If Chen Luo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this was the giant called "Titan" by the barbarians when he entered the Mantian to save his elder brother when he strayed into the underground of a Man city.

"Ancient witch—Kuafu!" Ouyang Xiu shouted, "That's the ancient witch clan, the Kuafu clan!"

"No, he's already dead! That's a **** corpse!"

In an instant, the ins and outs of these semi-holy minds were immediately clear.

Perhaps the Kuafu clan, like Yuebu, entered Mantian to avoid being chased by the monster clan, but they all died in the end.

Six thousand years ago, Torhan, the ancestor of the barbarians, began to refine Kuafu's corpse in the name of building a barbarian city.

Just like that, those who are eligible to enter the Man City are all big figures whose blood is closest to Man Tian.

But not allowing the saints to think too much, Kuafu glanced at the Great Wall of Righteousness, then opened his hand, and threw the Mancheng in his hand towards the Great Wall of Righteousness viciously like throwing a ball.

"Protect the array!" Su Poxian yelled, and then all the half-sages shot at the flying barbarian city, and the barbarian city was shattered in an instant.

"The universe is perfect, but the physical strength is strong." Once contacted, all the saints turned pale, and they had an intuitive understanding of the Kuafu Corpse Puppet. After being crushed, he walked two steps, came to a big mountain, bent down and pulled up the big mountain, and made a gesture to hit the Great Wall of Righteousness again.

At this moment, a flash of light suddenly shot out from behind the saints, cut through the sky, turned into a long arrow that stretched across the sky, and directly pierced the forehead of Kuafu Corpse Puppet.

The long arrow exploded, and Kuafu Corpse Puppet fell to the ground.

All the saints turned their heads and saw behind them, Lang Feixian, Ling Chuchu, and Bai Xiao appeared in the shape of a Chinese character character, protecting Wang Yusheng, Mr. Wu of Zhulin, in the middle.

At this time, Wang Yusheng's arms were hanging down, his face was pale, he met the eyes of the saints, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I only have the strength of this arrow."

Ling Chuchu's eyes widened: "Look at what we're doing, it's not over yet!"

Sure enough, the next moment, thunder roared in the Mantian, and another Kuafu Corpse Puppet stood up holding the Mancheng.

At this moment, Ling Chuchu let out a long breath, and flames burst out all over his body, and the flames condensed into a flame phoenix; "Expand, and a Bai Ze phantom ran out of it.

Huofeng held Qinglian with sword energy, and Bai Ze followed closely behind Huofeng, and rushed towards the second Kuafu Corpse Puppet.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three consecutive blows hit the second Kuafu Corpse Puppet, and immediately flames, sword energy, and vegetation all grew out of the second Kuafu Corpse Puppet, and the Corpse Puppet fell to the ground again.

However, when the three of Lang Feixian were working together to deal with the second corpse puppet, the third corpse puppet had already stood up from the ground and rushed towards the Great Wall of Righteous Qi.

At this moment, two chants sounded!

"Worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joys later!"

"What is the wine to wake up the dream, and the lotus with ten thousand handles is a pillow on the mountain!"

The next moment, a phantom of a towering pavilion and a phantom of a green mountain descended from the sky, and together they suppressed the rushing Kuafu Corpse Puppet!

Two figures appeared in front of everyone, like two huge mountains, protecting the Great Wall of Righteousness behind them.

"Fan Sheng!"

"Han Sheng!"

However, at this moment, under the barbarian sky, the remaining 105 barbarian cities shook together!

At this moment, the space suddenly shattered, and the huge noise almost suppressed the vibration of the hundred cities.

In the void, a figure staggered out.

"Hall Master!"

"Hall Master!"

Everyone looked at the person coming, each with a shocked expression.

The person who came was none other than Han Changli.

At this time, Han Changli looked seriously injured, his right sleeve was blown up to his shoulder, and his body was covered in blood.

Fan Xiwen and Han Qi rushed to meet him, and Han Changli shook his head.

"It's okay, the owner of Zhanmanshen Palace paid a small price!" Han Changli shook his head first, then looked at the many Kuafu Corpse Puppets crawling out of the ground, and sighed.

"The barbarians are also outstanding..."

"Master, now is not the time to praise them." Su Poxian beside him said helplessly, "One hundred and five barbarian cities are one hundred and five barbarian vaults, how do we fight?"

"It's not all Man Qiong!" Han Changli shook his head, "The surrounding Man City is probably just three questions."

While speaking, giants supporting the sky and the earth appeared under the wild sky one by one. These corpse puppets looked around blankly.

On a distant mountain peak, Ta Gu felt a pain in his heart, and looked towards the direction of Wumei Snow Mountain. The next moment, his eyes were firm, and he yelled out a strange syllable.

"憃"!

Immediately, all the Kuafu Corpse Puppets faced the direction of the Great Wall of Righteousness and rushed up as if they had been ordered.

…

Han Changli looked at the hundreds of giants rushing forward, raised his remaining left hand, and shouted while writing—

"The sky is in danger!"

"Changli of the Han family, by the order of the sixteenth generation of the hall master, the Heavenly Formation will be closed from now on. Please help the Qinglong Emperor to protect my Daxuan people!"

After the words fell, an old voice sounded from the far south.

"Only this time, not next time."

The next moment, a huge cyan light curtain appeared out of thin air, covering the northern border of the human race. Under the light curtain, countless plants sprouted, and instantly grew into a hundred-foot tree wall.

Han Changli didn't stop, and shouted again—

"The sky is in danger!"

"Changli of the Han family, with the body of three questions and a half saint, is willing to bear the punishment of karma. Please Xuanyuanzhao, the Taoist master of the underworld, break the barriers between the two realms and enter the world of mortals to help our human race!"

Immediately, a gentle but firm voice sounded.

"I, naturally want to protect my people!"

As the voice fell, the void shattered, and huge black vortexes emerged one after another. The next moment, a phoenix cry sounded, and Emperor Lin flew out of it stepping on a flame phoenix, followed by semi-holy figures who had already died in the eyes of the world.

In the back, another lotus flower flew out. On the lotus flower, there was a Bodhisattva sitting upright. Among them, on the lotus flower with the most brilliance, lay a Bodhisattva with brilliant precious light. ,open mouth-

"well!"

"Why is this cross-border battle?"

"well!"

However, Han Changli's summoning did not stop. He looked towards Yuan Hai and took a deep breath—

"Changli of the Han family, in the name of the leader of the Confucian sect of the human race, implore the old dragon emperor to help my human race!"

Above Yuanhai, there was a moment of silence, and then a portal flashed, and a voice of "Grandpa" came from inside.

"Daughter, there are more than a hundred barbarians..."

"Come on, old dragon, obey the Dragon Emperor's order!"

"Huanglonghuang, Canglonghuang, if you don't make a move, I will kill you first!"

The next moment, three mighty dragons burst out of Yuanhai, and disappeared in Yuanhai in a blink of an eye!

And in a corner, Qilin King rolled his eyes.

"Please... hurry up, please..."

"I also have the power of a half-step saint!"

"Please, please, please!"

At this time, Han Changli let out a long breath as he watched Kuafu's Corpse Puppet getting closer and closer.

"war!"

In an instant, the phoenix, the giant dragon, the Bodhisattva, the demi-saint... all fell into the battlefield!

…

The Great Wall of Righteousness is protected by the Azure Dragon Emperor, and the aftermath never hurt the Great Wall of Righteousness.

It's just that everyone watched a demi-saint fall, and couldn't help feeling like a knife was twisting their hearts.

Countless **** people wanted to rush out of the barrier, but were stopped by the Azure Dragon Emperor.

For a long time, they could only feel the first half of the couplet in Taiping City—the Great Confucianism dared to die for the common people!

But now, what they saw was the second half of the sentence—

The saint died for peace!

…

Looking at the fallen colleagues one after another, Han Changli took a deep breath.

He withdrew from the battle circle, and a phantom of "Spring and Autumn" appeared in his hand.

"Han Changli, what are you going to do!" Fan Xiwen was the first to see Han Changli's movements, and immediately appeared in front of him.

"Brother Fan Xian, protect the law for me!" Han Changli said calmly.

"Think clearly, after this move, you die, the formation is broken!"

"It won't be worse than now!" Han Changli saw another half-saint fall, it was a ghost half-holy, but this time, he was really dead.

Fan Xiwen nodded silently, and took a step back: "I will protect the law for you!"

Han Changli then looked towards the sky and shouted loudly—

"Han's Changli, relying on the teacher's way, please ask the most holy teacher!"

With a cry, there seemed to be a sigh in the sky.

In the great formation of sealing the sky covered by blood energy, a burly figure stepped out of the formation, and then cracks appeared in the formation of sealing the sky.

The next instant, the burly phantom appeared above Han Changli's head.

"Please Holy Spirit help me, become Holy, and slaughter the enemy!" Han Changli closed his eyes.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Han Changli's ears: "Old guy, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com you are dead, who cares about the church?"

Han Changli suddenly opened his eyes, and the method of inviting the saints on his body was also interrupted.

"Old Kong!"

"Look up!" The voice sounded again, this time, it sounded in the ears of all races.

Everyone raised their heads, only to see bright brilliance appearing in the sky, and in the brilliance, countless people came from outside the sky.

"Back to heaven!"

"Heaven and earth have returned!"

"The Holy Land Beyond Heaven is finally back!"

Then, before everything was over, another voice familiar to everyone sounded in the sky—

"Kunlun Mountain Qilin Cliff, head teacher of Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun's decree:"

"Lei Zhenzi, a disciple of the third generation, fought after hearing the order, and was as anxious as the law!"

"Lei Zhenzi, order!"

"Xuanqiong High God Jade Emperor Da Tianzun, decree:"

"Nezha, the great **** of the Santan Haihui, comes out as soon as the talisman is called, and is as urgent as a law!"

"Nezha, order!"

The next moment, the wind and thunder blew up, and the flames burned the sky!

When dawn breaks, Chen Luo returns!

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