The Swordsman who started from Baicaotang

Hell.

It is the place where the souls of the dead wander.

Unlike the human world, there is no spiritual energy from heaven and earth. In the eighteen great worlds, there is only boundless dead energy.

It is desolate and vast, and the cold is bone-chilling.

There are many extremely powerful creatures among them, some even comparable to the holy realm, and perhaps some even surpass the holy realm.

After Fang Longyun explained everything clearly, he returned to his cave and began to retreat to heal his wounds.

In the Jinluan Palace.

Emperor Taiming lowered his head and could only let the accusations from the person in front of him go.

"What did you do?"

"waste!"

"Our ancestors left us a long-standing rule that consuming blood must be done slowly. How can we rush for success? Do you think you can become fat in one go?"

"Humph!"

"Eventually, the animal instincts took over his brain, and he turned into a completely vicious beast!"

A vicious beast?

Emperor Taiming's eyes were vague, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, obviously not taking it seriously.

In his opinion, as long as he could enter the holy realm, even if he turned into a ferocious beast, what did it matter?

By then, he will possess boundless power and endless lifespan, and he will be the only one in the world.

"Third uncle, all of this was done by Huang Feng. If he hadn't been so bullying and aggressive, I wouldn't have forced myself to improve my cultivation and devoured so many lives in such a short period of time."

Emperor Taiming blamed all of this on Huang Feng and gave a brief explanation.

"Stop doing this!"

Fang Longxin already understood: "Thousands of years ago, there were twenty-seven semi-saints in the court. Now there are only a dozen or so left. Where did they go? Did they go into your belly?"

Nearly ten semi-saints entered Emperor Taiming's belly, including other living beings. Despite so much blood food, Emperor Taiming still failed to break through the saint realm.

waste!

It's simply a hopeless situation.

snort!

Emperor Taiming sneered in his heart.

If he doesn't eat these people, will he leave them to Fang Longxin?

Fang Longxin scolded him today simply because he stole the blood food, which resulted in Fang Longxin not being able to enjoy the delicious food after he came out of seclusion.

"Third uncle, some of them are nearing the end of their lives, and some have betrayed the court. I have only devoured three semi-saints. If I devour a few more, I will enter the realm of sainthood."

The flesh and blood of the Semi-Saint is still a little lacking.

Especially for human warriors, although their physical cultivation is not bad, their essence and blood are not as abundant as those of warriors who practice bloodline methods. Moreover, they can replenish the blood in their bodies, and the effect is even more outstanding.

A semi-saint is still a semi-saint after all, and can never compare to a true saint.

Of course.

At this moment, a true Saint Realm expert is right in front of him. If he can devour a Saint Realm expert, especially one of the same clan, he will be able to make up for his foundation and will not be far from the Saint Realm.

Ok.

Emperor Taiming took a deep breath and greedily sniffed the scent from Fang Longxin's body. It was a burst of fragrance that intoxicated him.

Snapped!

A slap without any warning made Emperor Taiming dizzy.

"What are you doing?" Fang Longyun asked sternly.

In fact, he already knew what Emperor Taiming was thinking. It was nothing more than the smell of meat on his body that aroused his desire to eat it.

"roll!"

"If you don't suppress your bestiality, you will turn into a completely ferocious beast! When that happens, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Taiming suddenly woke up with fear in his heart, and before he knew it, he felt a chill on his back.

"Third uncle, I will go and bring the five semi-saints here."

"Excuse me."

He ran out of the hall at such a speed that it was jaw-dropping, and people wished they had more legs.

Looking at the receding figure of Emperor Taiming, Fang Longxin couldn't help but lick his lips. Devouring people of the same clan can naturally make up for his own foundation, thereby greatly increasing his cultivation.

Of course, there are also many disadvantages.

If Emperor Taiming still had consciousness, he would have some resentment when his bloodlines merged, and he would eventually be haunted by the resentment and unable to completely get rid of it.

Fang Long knew very well that he was already full of resentment. If the resentment of Emperor Taiming was added to it, he would become a complete ferocious beast.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Longxin sneered: "I'll just let you live a little longer, so that you can reach the pinnacle of martial arts with me one day."

An unexpected surprise.

He also didn't expect that Emperor Taiming would become like this. He was on the verge of collapse, and his animal nature was about to take over. It wouldn't be long before Emperor Taiming would become a real ferocious beast and eventually become his food.

Holy King!

Above the Holy Realm is the Holy King.

After surviving the Yin Wind Tribulation, one can become a First Tribulation Saint King. This tribulation requires an extremely strong body, and Fang Longxin is not sure about it. If his foundation is deeper, perhaps...

Now it seems that his chance still lies with Emperor Taiming.

When he thought of this, Fang Longyun frowned and a cloud of endless worry suddenly rose in his eyes.

Originally, his cultivation had greatly improved and he had become a Saint King, which should have been a cause for celebration, but he began to feel a little melancholy.

As far as he knew, every Fang family ancestor who reached the Saint King stage would practice in seclusion, ignoring worldly affairs. They were so aloof that even close relatives seeking an audience would be turned away, completely ignored.

What's worse, after becoming a Holy King, their temperament will change drastically, and many of them will commit suicide. Their cultivation will be directly dissipated, and they will simply enter the underworld of the Yin Dynasty.

Incomprehensible.

So far, no one has explained the reason.

A moment later, five figures slowly walked over, passed through the towering dragon pillar, and came in front of Fang Longxin.

"We are here to pay our respects to Ancestor Long Xin!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Fang Longxin's thoughts slowly calmed down, and then he smiled. He looked very kind, but there was an indescribable weirdness in his smile.

"You don't have to be polite."

"I summoned you here today to deal with the Tiansheng Sect. I ask for your assistance."

Fang Longxin is a true saint. Moreover, before coming to the Golden Palace, Emperor Taiming had already made it clear that Huang Feng had been defeated by the Great Sage Linggui and was now in danger.

There are only two or three big cats and small cats left in the Tiansheng Sect. Now that Fang Longxin is leading the team personally, he can naturally sweep away everything and be invincible.

Without the slightest hesitation, the five men said in unison: "We are willing to serve the court, even if it means death!"

"Not bad!"

Fang Longxin exclaimed in praise, obviously very satisfied.

"Are you three originally from Huangquan Tower?"

"Iron Spear, Feitian, Black Shadow, meet the Dragon Heart Ancestor."

"We have an irreconcilable hatred for Huang Feng. Our hatred is as deep as the sea."

"Huang Feng relied on force to not only secretly harm Lord Yan, but also forcibly seized Lord Yan's position. I wish I could chop him into pieces."

"Such traitors and rebels must be punished by all means. Although we are from Huangquan Tower, we are also your Majesty's subjects and are willing to share the court's worries."

Ok.

The three men spoke with conviction and showed an attitude of loyalty to the emperor, which made Fang Longxin very satisfied.

Another person bowed and said, "Old Ancestor, please reward me with some blood food after the task is completed."

"Are you a strong man from the White Elephant Clan?"

"Xiangshan, meet the ancestor."

"After the task is completed, I will reward you with a state of land and the body of a semi-saint."

"Thank you, ancestor."

"who are you?"

"A wandering cultivator from the Jianghu, Li Feiyu."

"Are you a demon cultivator?"

"Old Ancestor's vision is as sharp as a torch. I admire you immensely. I am a demon cultivator."

Fang Longxin looked him up and down before speaking, "It is indeed pure demonic energy, but you don't have much of a bloody smell on you, which is quite rare."

Those who practice evil are unscrupulous.

This person's cultivation has reached the level of semi-saint, but there is no smell of blood on his body, which is really puzzling.

"Since the ancestor has doubts about my identity, I will leave."

"Farewell!"

Fang Longxin reached out to stop him:

"Please stay."

"As the saying goes, a hero doesn't ask where he comes from. I apologize for any offense."

"Everyone, please follow me!"

Hearing this, Li Feiyu raised his eyebrows. He had already guessed most of it, and his mind calmed down, so he said no more.

In the Golden Palace, spiritual light surged, and the great formation slowly started to work. The sky and the earth spun, and the figure disappeared.