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Wen Sheng looked at Ming Yuan carefully for a moment, looked up at the sky, shook his head and said as if he was endorsing something.

"You learned too hastily and failed to learn a few details. First of all, your shoulders were too tight when you saluted. You should relax them. Once your shoulders are tight, your whole temperament is gone. Secondly, The width of your body blessing is wrong. This is a greeting to a familiar person. The width can be within [-] degrees. It can be more casual. But when strangers meet for the first time, it is more formal. The width of the body blessing should be within [-] degrees. Thirty degrees, no more or less, otherwise it will be rude; again, the distance between your fingers is wrong, and the distance between the fingers is particular..."

Ming Yuan looked at Literary Sage who was scolding him with a dark look.

Is that what you mean by yourself?

Did you get the point?

Is this man sick?
Ming Yuanqi's chest rose and fell violently, and he gently touched his chest with his hand, which made it even more sharp.

But the other party turned a blind eye to such a scenery and continued to scold her.

Is she so unattractive?

and many more……

Ming Yuan suddenly discovered that Wen Sheng's eyes were shining with golden light, and there was a strange and complicated pattern in his pupils.

Ming Yuan's eyes suddenly widened, and he said in disbelief: "You, you are doing two things at once, looking at something with your pupil technique, and at the same time scolding me to distract me?"

Wen Sheng paused for a moment and said puzzledly: "I'm not scolding you, I'm just answering your question. Didn't you ask me, what are my mistakes? Aren't I answering seriously?"

Ming Yuan was stunned for a moment, and saw that even though she was explaining, the other party's eyes were still fixed on the golden light above her head, and she was still looking at something using the pupil technique.

The other party's attention was not on him from the beginning to the end.

"Unforgivable!"

When he thought of this, Mingyuan became furious.

A powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, his hair floated up without moving in the wind, and his broad golden robe instantly exploded like a goddess scattering flowers.

The realm transformed into armor, and the figure disappeared instantly.

Wen Sheng helplessly retracted his gaze towards the golden beam of light.

"Fighting is really troublesome and wastes too much time."

As he spoke, a Dao Wen appeared in the palm of the Wen Sheng's hand, and he touched it on his body. A light armor similar to the Realm Armor with Dao Wen on it appeared on his body.

The Dao Wen in the palm of his hand changed again, and a lightsaber composed of Dao Wen appeared in his hand. Without moving his body, he waved his right hand casually, blocking Emei Ci's attack.

Wen Sheng looked at Ming Yuan, who temporarily showed her figure following the attack, looked at her carefully, suddenly nodded, and said seriously: "Actually, if you look carefully, it's quite beautiful."

Ming Yuan retreated instantly, nodded with satisfaction, and said proudly: "Of course, I am the most beautiful woman in the entire demon clan."

Wen Sheng's eyes fell on the top of Ming Yuan's head, and he admired and praised: "Although it is a bit small and simple, it is worthy of being a great demon of the demon king's lineage. Dao Wentu is really beautiful."

After admiring, he continued to analyze out of habit: "And there are dozens of Taoist texts that I haven't read and several structures that I haven't seen. Well, these are also helpful for the analysis I just made. Maybe..."

Before Wen Sheng finished speaking, Ming Yuan was so angry that his hair stood up again.

"You're still ignoring me!"

"Unforgivable!"

"what!"

A sound wave rushed in front of Wen Sheng almost instantly. Wen Sheng seemed to have been hit by a heavy truck. His body was directly knocked out and did not stop until it hit the barrier.

Wen Sheng leaned on the barrier, looked down at the Daowen that was mostly extinguished on the light armor, frowned and said: "The defense of Daowen's armor is still too poor, half of it was destroyed with just one blow, and it still needs improvement. "

"Improvement? No need!"

Ming Yuan's figure suddenly appeared in front of Wen Sheng, and the golden Emei thorn instantly pierced Wen Sheng's eyebrows.

After a person dies, there is no need for it.

……

The military saint's eyes moved slightly, looking at this strange space composed of golden light that suppressed him.

"There are a lot of auras of great monsters from the demon clan here. This is a secret technique of suppression developed based on the principle of gathering crowds."

As the green light came from above, breaking the shackles of the golden light, the military saint quickly jumped into the area covered by the green light.

Shaking the tiger's head, he looked around at the green light and praised: "The green light of the Immortal Saint is even more powerful. It not only has the breath of all human beings, but also the breath of mountains, rivers, flying fish and animals, and even flowers, plants and trees. It can gather people It’s incredible to practice the Tao to this extent.”

It is precisely because the Immortal Saint's method of gathering people is more advanced that he can use quantity to make up for the quality gap and form a rope to tie with all the secret techniques gathered by the great demon.

The military saint's huge tiger eyes were full of unwillingness and he muttered: "Didn't the Immortal Saint say that I pioneered this way of gathering people? How come now, the Immortal Saint uses it better than me, the founder, is there anything else? Is it justified?"

Before the military saint finished speaking, he sensed something and looked up at the place above where the golden light was the most abundant.

A figure in a golden robe slowly landed in front of him.

"Oh, isn't my enemy a human? Why is it a little tiger? Is there something wrong?"

A childish voice came from the golden robe, and then a pair of chubby little hands opened the golden robe, revealing the face of a girl who looked to be only seven or eight years old.

Her eyes flashed and she stared at the Military Saint.

"Wow, it's still white, it looks good."

As he spoke, his figure flashed and came to the front of Military Saint. He stretched out his little hand and said happily: "Hello, I am Yuyan, what is your name?"

The Military Saint stretched out his right paw and shook hands with the opponent with a confused look on his face, and replied nonchalantly: "Military Saint."

When the military saint reacted, he quickly took a step back, arched his body, looked at the little girl in front of him with a wary expression, and kept making tiger roars from his mouth to intimidate the other party.

"Damn big demon, I almost fell into your trap. No matter how cute and human you look, you are not human."

Seeing the reaction of Military Saint, Yu Yan's eyes became brighter, her little hands tightly covered her mouth, and she cheered.

"Ah, I can't stand it. It's so cute. Why is the little tiger so cute?"

The military saint's whole body was shaking with anger.

"Me? Cute? The white tiger is the soul of the army and a symbol of killing. When did it become associated with cuteness?"

This big monster is really unreasonable.

The military saint roared, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Yu Yan. Yu Yan's figure flashed and dodged, suddenly flashing Buling Buling's big eyes, clasping his hands and placing them on his chest, staring at the white tiger, like a flower. He murmured infatuatedly: "It's so cute even when angry... I want it so much, I want it so much..."

Hearing this, the Military Saint was extremely angry, and balls of red flames could not help but rise from his body.

Yu Yan's eyes widened even more. "Wow, the little tiger can also make fire. The fire is red. It matches the white fur so well."

The military saint let out a roar, and the red flames on his body instantly turned into a tongue of fire and sprayed towards Swift.

A pink skirt appeared on Yu Yan's body, and her figure flashed before disappearing again.

Swift's figure appeared again, raising an index finger from a distance, shaking it from side to side, and said seriously: "Little tiger, it's wrong to play with fire. Playing with fire is not a good boy."

The Military Saint roared again: "I'm not a tiger, I'm a human!"

The Military Saint finally said this.

Even if you don't want to admit it, you have to admit it. It comes from the bottom of your heart.

Although he chose to be reborn on the white tiger, and although he kept saying that he did not want to be a human being, this was just self-deception. Only when others really regarded him as a tiger did he truly realize that what he was doing was How ridiculous.

Like a child having a tantrum, awkward and childish.

When Yu Yan heard this, she frowned.

"Little tigers can talk, but they cannot deny their identity as little tigers. Lying is wrong."

The Military Saint lay on the ground and roared at Yu Yan: "I am a human being!"

Yu Yan's little face suddenly lost its smile.

"The little tiger will be punished if he disobeys."

As he said that, his figure flashed before the Military Saint and slapped him in the face.

The military saint couldn't react at all and was instantly knocked away.

The Military Saint managed to stop himself in mid-air and looked at the opponent solemnly.

"So strong!"

Only then did he truly realize how powerful the other party was.

……

After Long Sheng was suppressed, he looked at the golden light around him and didn't panic at all. He was just counting the time in his mind.

"The Immortal Saint is about to take action."

Before he finished speaking, a green light appeared below, interrupting the golden light, and the Dragon Saint fell into the range of the green light.

Long Sheng chuckled and said: "Before, I really couldn't be counted as an Immortal Saint, but after I got the method of integrating human nature, the situation is different."

He can use humanity as a medium to count Qin Yi.

Although it is still very difficult and strenuous, the calculation in a short period of time is completely achievable.

Just like now, he can calculate the time for Qin Yi to take action in one second.

Long Sheng looked down at the green light below, kept calculating with his fingers, and said in wonder: "The strength of the Immortal Saint is really strong. It is stronger than the five of us saints combined. He can actually fight with the entire emperor with his own strength." Confront the court.”

Although the Imperial Court was not presided over by the Demon Emperor, the true power of the Imperial Court was not exerted.

However, even its current power is still very powerful.

It is estimated that any big clan in the Monster Clan must be treated with caution.

Long Sheng foresaw something and looked up. A second later, a figure in a golden robe slowly descended from the golden light pillar.

"The top strong man of the demon king's lineage holds an important position. If you are talking about the demon clan, he should be an elder. I wonder what you would call him?"

After standing still, a surprised look came from the hood, and he said in surprise: "You guessed that I was an elder as soon as we met. Yes, I am indeed a human race known for its spiritual wisdom. I can cultivate to the realm of the Lord. Sure enough, Extraordinary wisdom.”

Then, a pair of big, calloused hands lifted the hood, revealing a rough face that looked to be in his thirties, with a thick beard.

"I have recognized your wisdom. You are qualified to know my name. I am an elder of the Demon Clan, Feng Ou."

Long Sheng looked at the other party in surprise, and said in confusion while calculating, "Aren't you a Golden Crow? Are you a Seagull?"

Feng Ou laughed loudly and said: "The Golden Crow is the divine beast of the era of gods and demons. Where did the pure-blooded Golden Crow come from in this era? We are just birds blessed by the Golden Crow and obtained the blood of the Golden Crow. There are some idiots. I really forgot what race I was, and I really thought of myself as a Golden Crow, haha..."

Long Sheng suddenly said: "It turns out that the Demon King lineage of the Demon Clan is the product of Golden Crow pollution."

Feng Ou's laughter stopped suddenly, and he glared at Long Sheng dissatisfiedly and said, "What you said is really unpleasant."

"There is no way, the truth is ugly." Long Sheng shrugged, looked at Feng Ou, whose face was ashen, changed the topic, and asked with a smile: "Then do you know what is going on in the Dragon Clan? They won't flirt with you. The imperial lineage is also a product of pollution, right?"

Feng Ou snorted coldly and said: "What you said is really unpleasant."

Fengou didn't need to answer, he just needed to speak, and Long Sheng's calculations had already given him the answer he wanted.

"I see, the Dragon Clan is really the same lineage as your Demon King, a product of pollution, but the targets are different. You are the Golden Crow, and they are the Divine Dragons."

Then Long Sheng asked familiarly: "The reason why they don't leave the ocean and have been moving in the deep sea is that they don't want to or can't?"

Feng Ou frowned, glanced at Long Sheng counting his fingers, and snorted coldly: "Mysterious."

Long Sheng seemed to have heard Feng Ou's answer, and nodded in realization: "Is it impossible? It seems that there are limits to the pollution of Shenlong. No wonder, the Dragon Clan has always been just a legend and has never appeared in front of people. You guys The reason why the Demon King's lineage tolerates the existence of dragons is also because of the limitations of the Golden Crow bloodline and its inability to enter the ocean?"

Feng Ou seemed to be aware of it, and glanced at Long Sheng's calculating fingers warily, snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

However, Long Sheng still seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted from him. He nodded seriously and said, "It's true. One is light and the other is water. They are both blessings and shackles. That's it."

Finally, Fengou realized something.

No more pushing, just do it.

"court death!"

Fengou instantly completed the realm transformation, and disappeared in a flash.

Dragon Saint's response was even before Feng Ou, before Feng Ou's realm transformed into armor, he condensed a black dragon armor on his body.

Long Sheng flipped his right hand, and a black knife appeared, slashing in one direction without thinking.

Feng Ou appeared, and the long sword hit Long Sheng's black sword head-on as soon as he took action.

Feng Ou's attack movement stalled, his figure flashed, disappeared again, and then appeared in another direction. Long Sheng once again used his sword in advance to block Feng Ou's attack. Feng Ou changed his position more than a dozen times in disbelief. , launched an attack, and without exception, they were all blocked in advance.

Feng Ou finally gave up, his figure flashed, he returned to his original position, and said in surprise: "You, you can predict it?"