Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

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

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

There is still a chance of a comeback.

Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster clan, is indeed powerful in terms of strength. The talent of the monster, coupled with her strong strength, has long been almost invincible.

Monk Fahe is not weak, he is a fourth-rank and ninth-dan warrior with so much vigor and blood. In Fang Lang's view, even if An Fan faces Fahe, there is only the possibility of being beaten severely.

Monk Fahe still lost.

Obviously, Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon race, is superior in strength. That white demon sword is so graceful that in Master Ciyue's opinion, perhaps only the young Xuanyuan Taihua can fight against it.

When Monk Fajue was defeated in Fahe, he was still ready to fight.

However, Fang Lang's light voice interrupted the decision of Master Ciyue and Fajue.

Fajue looked at Fang Lang in astonishment.

Hearing Fang Lang say that he was the hole card in this stupa battle, the astonishment on Monk Fajue's expression could not be concealed.

How...how did he become the trump card?

The venerable Master Ciyue had a slightly heavy expression on her face. Fahe's defeat was a not-so-good start for the battle for the stupa.

For the Guanfohai side, with the defeat of Fahe, they have been completely driven to a dead end.

However, Fang Lang personally applied for the battle, which still surprised Master Ciyue for a while.

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

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

However, in terms of absolute cultivation, Fang Lang is indeed much weaker than Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan.

Therefore, after Fang Lang said 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, Monk Fajue looked a little embarrassed.

"How did I become the trump card?"

"I can't do it, Fang Lang benefactor, let me go first, you are our hope to see the sea of ​​Buddha."

Monk Fajue had seen the scene of Fang Lang massacring the disciples of the Dao Sect alone in Linjiang City. That battle had a great impact on him. If it were him, he might not be sure that he would be able to accomplish the massacre.

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

"I need you to tell me the truth!"

Fang Lang said.

Facing Fang Lang's firm words, Monk Fajue inexplicably felt a heavy pressure and responsibility on him.

Fang Lang smiled.

In the white clothes, he took a step forward, with a ray of sword energy in his lungs, and he flew out with the sword in an instant, rushing into the waves of the vast sea.

The waves were cut, Fang Lang fell on the sea, and walked on foot.

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

When he entered the arena gracefully, the system's prompt sounded in his mind.

"Congratulations to the host, the bond object Bai Ling was successfully bound."

"Congratulations to the host, the bond object Chi Yun has been successfully bound."

Two prompts popped up at the same time.

In the depths of Fang Lang's eyes, there was a faint flash of light, and he successfully bound two Tianjiao consecutively, which was good news for Fang Lang.

At least, for Fang Lang, Fang Lang was able to dig a lot of good things from this monster saint and demon son.

After all, although the system has been optimized with an additional active ability, the original passive system still exists.

As long as there are matters related to practice with the bonded object, you can get rewards.

The sea was choppy.

Bai Ling, the saint of the monster tribe, fought with Monk Fahe, and her aura also fluctuated slightly. After all, Monk Fahe is not weak. .

She stared at Fang Lang.

She had heard about Master Ciyue's introduction to Fang Lang, and she didn't care about Fang Lang's cultivation. In her eyes, Fang Lang's cultivation for the first time was not worth mentioning.

However, what Bai Ling really cared about was Fang Lang's identity, Xuanyuan Taihua's direct disciple.

This identity is not much weaker than her identity as a monster saint.

However, Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, was still slightly taken aback when she saw Fang Lang playing.

She thought that Fang Lang would be the hole card, but... the second one played.

Bai Ling's eyes shifted sideways and landed on Monk Fajue standing beside Master Ciyue with palms folded.

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

Bai Ling withdrew her gaze, and her heart became more solemn. Bai Ling was also very aware of the importance of the stupa battle, otherwise, the monster clan would not have specially sent her to participate in this stupa battle.

She will not let up, she will go all out.

Looking at Fang Lang who came riding on the waves, Bai Ling slowly exhaled a foul breath, and slowly raised the white sword in his hand.

Fang Lang had a gentle smile on his face. He had always had such a smile, gentle and refined.

Even if this battle is extremely important to the battle for the pagoda.

On the other hand, Bai Ling was in a daze. Suddenly, she felt that Fang Lang and her were not rivals, but friends whom she hadn't seen for many years.

Their battle this time doesn't seem to be a simple battle, but should it be called a practice exchange?

What's with this inexplicable damn feeling?

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

"The demon world, Bai Ling."

Bai Ling spoke to Fang Lang across the distant sea.

Fang Lang's white clothes were like snow, his smile was like a flower, and he 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 movement, and said with a smile: "The world of the Tang Dynasty, Fang Lang."

"Please advise."

After the words fell, Bai Ling was in a trance for a while, and then, she moved without holding back her hands.

She drew closer in an instant, striding forward on the vast sea, stepping on the water waves that continued to soar into the sky.

The Yaozu has a very strong physical body, and she definitely has an advantage in the physical body, and Fang Lang, as Xuanyuan Taihua's disciple, is undoubtedly good at swords.

Bai Ling is also good at swordsmanship, but in terms of swordsmanship, he may not be able to compare with Fang Lang.

Therefore, I chose to overwhelm Fang Lang physically!

Holding the obsidian sword, Fang Lang slowly swung it up, as if drawing a big circle between the sky and the earth.

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

"System, share cultivation."

Words fell.

Fang Lang was originally just a breath of entering the fourth rank, and began to climb continuously.

This is the active ability after the system optimization, which can share the (80%) cultivation level, talent, etc. of the bonded object!

Strength can also be superimposed!

As soon as he made a move, Fang Lang never held back anything!

Fighting is actually a kind of practice communication, and it is a kind of deep practice communication!

"Come!"

Fang Lang shouted loudly.

The cultivation base on the body began to superimpose.

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

The cultivation bases of each bonded object began to superimpose continuously!

Let the breath on Fang Lang's body rise rapidly, and indistinctly, there seem to be one after another phantoms appearing behind him!

When the Obsidian Sword swung the sword, suddenly there was sword energy like a swimming snake, bursting out from below the sea level, like a roaring white flood dragon, 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 saint of the demon clan, dared not take anything lightly!

powerful!

Very strong!

Not even weaker than her!

Bai Ling's complexion changed slightly, and she was filled with fear.

The white feather sword in her hand is no longer hidden, and her movements contain endless beauty. She walks on the sea like walking on flat ground.

A sword is thrown out, tearing the air and waves, the sound is like a dragon's chant, and the sword chant is like a tiger's howl!

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

The sword was shining brightly, containing the ultimate sharpness, and in just a moment, a long and narrow sword mark like a white snake had been drawn on the sea level, which lasted for a long time, as if it existed forever!

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

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

Throw your fist and pass your sword!

There are only two moves, but all moves are killer moves!

Even if Fang Lang has the power to share his cultivation, he still feels his scalp numb, and the pores all over his body seem to be tightened by the stimulation of sword energy.

And above the giant tortoise.

The Mozu Mozi had his hands behind his back, his black hair flying, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"As expected of Bai Ling, the evildoer who appears once in hundreds of years from the Yaozu!"

"Both boxing and swordsmanship have reached the pinnacle of the fourth-rank realm! Among the monster races, among the arrogance, there are only a few who can confront him."

The devil's admiration made the strong man of the Yaozu laugh.

The saintesses of the monster clan took action in person, and this time the battle for the pagoda will definitely come easily.

What about Xuanyuan Taihua's disciples?

There is arrogance in the heart of this demon powerhouse!

On the other hand, looking at the side of Buddha Sea, Master Ciyue clasped his palms together, but his expression was worried.

In the battle with Fahe, not only did the monster saintess not lose her momentum, but her momentum rose steadily, becoming stronger and stronger!

Can Fang Lang win?

well……

Master Ciyue could only let out a sigh.

As for the pressure in the arena, only Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon race, knows best.

Although her momentum is rising, the pressure Fang Lang puts on her is becoming more and more terrifying. She even vaguely feels that Fang Lang seems to have seen through all her methods and moves!

The two confronted each other on the vast sea.

Fang Lang also didn't hide, and after superimposing the cultivation bases of many fettered objects, Fang Lang even stepped into the fifth-rank realm in one leap when it came to combat power.

Fang Lang also superimposed the cultivation of Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, and then used the epiphany card, enchantment card, etc...

Fang Lang was clear about the fighting methods of Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan.

The fists and palms collided, like palms made of gold and stone, when they collided, there was the sound of gold and iron clashing.

The swords collided with each other, the swordsmanship scrolled, the sword light was like a dragon, and the two confronted on the vast sea.

The more he fought, the more strange Bai Ling felt in his heart.

It was as if she was fighting a mirror image of herself, and every move and style had a weird sense of familiarity.

This cultivation base... is a bit weird!

Isn't it the first time entering the fourth rank?

Why did Fang Lang give her the feeling that she was stronger than some fifth-rank monks.

But around, watching Fang Lang and Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon clan, fighting fiercely.

Master Ciyue's eyes burst out with surprise.

The Mozu Mozi was extremely surprised.

At this moment, Fang Lang was walking on the waves, enjoying this battle very much.

Under the epiphany card, fighting the monster saintess is a process of getting familiar with the methods and fighting skills of the monster saints from afar.

The newly optimized active ability of the system is indeed a bit scary.

Superimpose the strength of the bonded objects for your own use, and you may not care about one or two, but when the number of bonded objects bound by Fang Lang is innumerable, it will be very scary!

Just like today, the superposition of the cultivation bases of the monster saintess and the demon son, plus Wen Ting's cultivation base, these three are all equally evildoers. With the superposition of cultivation bases, fighting one of them, Fang Lang feels Easily!

boom!

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

Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon clan, had an extremely ugly complexion. Her body flew out across the sea, and she kept stepping back on the sea surface, her brows were furrowed, and her expression was full of fear.

She felt that Fang Lang was unfathomable like a bottomless pit, and all her methods were seen through.

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

How can this be won?

Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon clan, was lost in thought. She wanted to find a way to win Fang Fanglang.

And Fang Lang still had a gentle and elegant smile on his face after a tumultuous battle with Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan.

In the depths of the eyes, there is even a bit of anticipation.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host and the bonded object Bai Ling, who fought fiercely in the battle of the pagoda, conducted in-depth exchanges related to practice, and received the reward [Breakthrough Card]"

Um?

Item card!

Judging from the name of this prop card, it seems to be a bit similar to the punch card.

However, after Fang Lang glanced at the introduction of the Breakthrough Card, he understood that there was still a difference.

Moreover, the difference is huge. The boundary-breaking card can be said to be a high-end version of the rushing card. After all, the rushing card is used to assist the use of rushing.

As for the Breakthrough Card, it can 100% help improve a small rank.

Fang Lang smiled, and used the boundary breaking card without hesitation.

After using the Breakthrough Card, Fang Lang felt a surge of heat all over his body. During the surge of heat, his original fourth-rank and second-rank cultivation base stepped into fourth-rank and third-rank without any side effects!

This natural breakthrough in cultivation made Fang Lang feel inexplicably dilated.

"Hahaha! What a demon saint, she deserves to be called the monster who is closest to the talent of the most holy root bone, this battle is fun!"

Fang Lang laughed.

In the distance, Bai Ling, the ugly-faced monster saintess, also softened a little.

"You are also good, you are indeed the disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua who once suppressed the nine demon kings with a sword, come again!"

The demon saint spoke.

After that, the sword continued to soar into the sky, and the sword light was like a dragon, stirring up waves in the vast sea.

And Fang Lang's eyes flickered: "Good job!"

Fang Lang's superimposed cultivation base consumes spiritual thoughts and spirit.

However, at this moment, Fang Lang might not be the opponent of this monster saint without stacking his cultivation. Of course, Fang Lang's purpose is not just these.

Fang Lang handed out the obsidian sword, and while fighting, he said: "Girl Bai, you and I don't know each other. I'm on the way of the sword. I'm confused. I hope Miss Bai can give me some pointers!"

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

Bai Ling, the saintess of the demon clan, was a little dazed, holding the sword, neither making moves nor not making moves.

It's a fight. Can you be serious about the stupa fight?

However, the monster saintess was too embarrassed not to respond to Fang Fanglang's sincere gaze.

So after thinking about it, he answered Fang Lang's question.

But Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster tribe, felt that she was at a disadvantage. You asked me a question, and I would ask one back.

Therefore, he also asked about his difficult points in swordsmanship, and wanted Fang Lang to answer them.

Fang Lang was overjoyed immediately, this big girl is straightforward enough.

Under such exchanges, Fang Lang squeezed out two more breakthrough cards.

After using it directly, Fang Lang's cultivation reached the fourth rank and fifth rank!

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

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

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

The confrontation above the vast sea soon came to an end.

Bai Ling, the saint of the demon clan, also seemed to feel that her posture was not very good. Therefore, facing Fang Lang's question, she pursed her lips and stopped answering. She focused on fighting!

On the other hand, Fang Lang sighed, seeing that the rewards could not be squeezed out, so he stopped wasting energy and energy fighting.

"Swordsmanship!"

Between Fang Lang's eyes, his expression changed suddenly. After superimposing Wen Ting's cultivation base, he immediately burst into swordsmanship!

Indistinctly, there is the demeanor of Wen Ting's sword fighting in those ten years!

Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster tribe, only felt a wave of death on the verge of death!

The surface of the sea seemed to be cut by a sword.

Bai Ling, the saintess of the monster tribe, held the Baiyu sword and flew hundreds of feet in a daze.

In the end, the tip of the sword fell down, and the loss could not be concealed in his eyes.

She lost.

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

The strong monster from the monster race on the back of the giant tortoise looked stern.

The Mozu Mozi's eyes were a little dignified, and he stared at Fang Lang, who was talking and laughing, and defeated Bai Ling.

This kid... is a bit weird!

At this time, Fang Lang leaned on his sword and turned to look at him.

The eyes of the two collided above the sea level.

Fang Lang smiled brightly.

I don't know if the demons... can be more resistant.