Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Fang Lang was slightly stunned as he listened to the system prompts in his mind.

Fang Lang couldn't help being overjoyed by the long-lost reminder.

The system optimization has been improved for a long time, and now it is finally completed!

When he was about to face the top evildoers in the world of monsters, the complete restoration of system functions was good news for Fang Lang.

Although the previous system functions are not restricted to use, during the optimization period, new fetters cannot be bound.

But now that it is restored, then new fetters can be bound.

After all, at this moment, Fang Lang is facing a demon saint and a demon demon. What does this mean?

This means that the two top geniuses and evildoers appeared in front of him so undefended.

If the two can be bound, it would be a huge gain for the other wave.

Therefore, Fang Lang was delighted.

Of course, Fang Lang was also curious about what has been upgraded this time.

With a move of mind, the long-lost system panel pops up.

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Host: Fang Lang

Cultivation: Er Duan Jianyi (Professional Fourth Grade)

Grade: LV8

Experience roots: 36 (white)

Modify the root bone: 66 (purple)

Practice funds: 100 high-grade spirit crystals (only for practice projects)

Props: Punch card fragments × 3, five-fold multiplier card × 2, epiphany card × 2, enchant card × 2

Equipment: Instant-on Scepter

Fetters: Ni Wen, Jiang Linglong, Liu Bubai, Wen Ting, Wei Sheng...

The only initiative: the cultivation base, talent, etc. of the fettered object (80%) can be shared, and the strength can be superimposed.

The only passive: matters related to spiritual practice with the fettered object can get extra rewards

[Update description]: This update, activate the only active ability.

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Fang Lang condensed his eyes and scanned the system panel continuously.

The system panel has not changed much from before. The only change is the addition of a new initiative.

But this ability is really...too shocking.

At least, for Fang Lang, the renewal of this initiative is beyond his estimation and imagination.

You can share the cultivation base, talents, etc. of the fetters...

It can even be superimposed.

Although Fang Lang’s previously bound Ni Wen and others were not too strong in their cultivation bases, at Fang Lang’s current level, if the bound genius cultivation bases were added together, the explosive strength and combat effectiveness should definitely not be underestimated. .

In any case, this system update will definitely make Fang Lang's strength a qualitative leap!

Fang Lang originally wanted to study the system, but soon he withdrew his mind, raised his eyes slightly, and looked far away.

The eyes of the two human shadows in the distance touched, as if invisible smoke was filled.

The Saintess of the Demon Race, and the Demon Child of the Demon Race... Fang Lang had heard of the names of these two people when he accepted Master Ci Yue's invitation.

Master Ciyue's incomparable jealousy even mentioned that among the younger generation in the Tang Dynasty, no one would be the opponent of the two, even Fang Lang, even Master Ciyue did not hold much hope.

From Master Ciyue’s point of view, Fang Lang’s talents and strengths are good. Unfortunately, his cultivation is too weak. He entered the fourth rank. Although he can fight higher, he has a talent like the most sacred bone. The saint of the clan and the demons of the demon clan do not have any advantages.

The atmosphere is a bit strong.

Originally, a strong man in the world of monsters invited the saint of the monster race and the demon race to help out, thinking that the battle for the pagoda could be said to be a hand-to-hand capture, but after Master Ciyue said that they invited the disciples of Xuanyuan Taihua When helping out, the situation changed a bit.

Xuanyuan Taihua, this is a woman whose name alone is enough to set off a storm.

Her talent is the best in two hundred years. In just two hundred years, she has reached the realm of transcendence, and she has entered the world of demons alone, fighting with the demon emperor and the demon emperor!

Therefore, the name of Xuanyuan Taihua's disciple is also enough to attract the attention of the powerful in the world of monsters.

The sea broke through the waves.

Huge turtle-shaped monsters and monsters wandered in, and the huge waves that set off covered everything like a sky.

The powerhouses in the world of demons stand amidst the vast sea.

A demon tower filled with demon spirit stands on the back of the turtle-shaped behemoth.

The other party was floating in the vast sea, no longer moving forward, and was separated from the pagoda of the sea of ​​Buddha, as if by convention, and never touched.

The handsome face of a demon in black armor, with a bit of curiosity, looked at Fang Lang.

Wearing a long skirt and a veil, the demon saint with pointed ears is also staring at Fang Lang.

The color of the eyes of the two people is very different from that of the human race. The three parties watched, and the eyes burst like fireworks.

An inexplicable pressure made Fang Lang extremely depressed.

It is a kind of depression that can be felt through the distant void. It comes from the mutual induction between genius and genius.

"Demon Race Saint, Demon Race Demon..."

Fang Lang muttered.

The cells all over his body seemed to be trembling slightly, that was excitement, that was excitement.

By Fang Lang's side, Fajue and Fahe, the two young monks, had extremely serious faces, and even dignified colors in their solemnity. They folded their palms together, and the blood in their bodies was already somewhat uncontrollable flowing!

That is the uncontrollable emotion exposed after the pressure is sensed.

Fang Lang averted his gaze, turned his head slightly, approached Master Ciyue's side, took a deep breath, and asked, "Master Ciyue, there is a small question next."

Grandmaster Ciyue folded his palms together, and retracted the gaze that met the powerhouse of the monster world.

With kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he smiled slightly, and said: "Fang benefactor, please say, if the poor monk knows, he must tell."

Fang Lang grinned suddenly: "It's not a big problem. I just met the demon saint and the demon demon, and I feel...very right, I hate to meet each other late, so there is a presumption. The problem."

"Please tell me the donor."

Master Ci Yue was a little bit puzzled, said.

Very eye-catching, late to meet each other?

Fang's way of decompression is really interesting.

Fang Lang didn't care about Master Ciyue's eyes, but curiously asked, "What is the name of this demon saint?"

Ok?

Master Ciyue was taken aback, that's it?

Fang Lang's question was actually to ask the name of the demon saint.

What is this special hobby?

The demon saint... That is another alien race in the world.

You are destined to have no good results.

Master Ciyue's lips moaned for a while, and he stopped talking. However, with his palms together, he still thought for a while, and said: "The saint of the demon race is from the blood of the great emperor of the demon race, Baidi, whose surname is Bai."

"As for the name, it seems to call, Ling."

Master Ci Yue said.

If you ask about the name of the demon saint, most people in the world may not know it. However, Guanfohai has fought fiercely against the demon world for so many years, and the dispute between the pagodas is even more related to the arrogance of the demon world. For the name of the genius in the monster world, they will pay special attention.

Therefore, Master Ciyue was able to tell the name of the demon saint.

"Bai Ling?"

Fang Lang murmured, is this the name of the demon saint?

Fang Lang's eyes fluctuated slightly, he remembered this name first.

Then, with a deep smile on his face, he continued to ask: "What is the last name of the Demon Clan Demon?"

Master Ciyue's bald head was bright, and his head tilted slightly.

What do you want to do? !

Just ask the name of the demon saint, why didn't you even let the demon child of the demon clan pass?

For the demons of the demon race, the same **** repelled each other, Master Ciyue felt that Fang Lang could just fight directly, and everyone would be happy if he won, and it would be useless to know the name if he won.

However, Grandmaster Ciyue sighed with eager eyes at Shang Lang Lang, and said, "The demon son of the demon race comes from the world of demons, a family of the demon emperor's blood, and his surname is Chi.

"Single name has a cloud character."

Master Ci Yue said.

"Chi Yun?"

Fang Lang couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard this.

The names of the demon saints and demons are known, and this fresh leek can finally take root!

"Thank you, Master, for your doubts."

Fang Lang clasped his fists in both hands, and then ignored the eyes from the demon saint and demon demon. He stood with his hands down beside Master Ciyue, as if gradually becoming a transparent person.

the other side.

Master Ciyue did not chat with Fang Lang any more, stepped out, the robe flew up, and the whole body burst out with bright golden light, and the surging vitality, like a fierce beast, roared at the boundless sea.

Although Grandmaster Ciyue's body is cramped and small, in front of the huge mountain-like tortoise beast, it is the tortoise beast that is crushing, creeping, and the sense of fear is permeated.

And the powerhouse in the world of demons is also a generation of powerful auras suspended, the demonic aura is permeated, the dark brilliance, covering the world, is actually covering the vitality of Master Ciyue.

The two competed in the sky over the Hanhai Sea, and their momentum was tumbling and comparable.

They are discussing the details of the next stupa dispute.

Next to Fang Lang, the two young monks Fa Jue and Fa He clenched their fists, a little excited and a little nervous.

After all, the battle for the pagoda is tantamount to entrusting the future of Guanfohai to them. If they win, the strong in the monster world will automatically retreat, and Guanfohai can keep peace.

But if they lose, the pagoda is eliminated, and without the block of the pagoda, the strong in the world of monsters will inevitably launch an attack on the Guanfohai, which will draw the Guanfohai and the people living in the area around it.

Therefore, they are very nervous and excited.

After all, they have endured pressures and responsibilities that they shouldn't have at their age.

They moved their gazes horizontally and landed on Fang Lang's body. On the other hand, Fang Lang's eyes were slightly drooping at this moment, as if they had fallen into inexplicable contemplation.

The little monk Fajue wanted to talk to Fang Lang to transfer the pressure.

However, seeing Fang Lang's appearance, he was embarrassed to speak, so he turned his head and chatted with his senior brother Fa He.

Fang Lang at this moment was sinking.

"System, bound object... Bai Ling."

Fang Lang said in a deep voice.

"Ding! Detecting the **** object Bai Lingxiu is 4th grade 9th dan, and the estimated time for binding is one day and one night."

Fang Lang couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.

With a slight movement in my heart, is the 4th Stage 9th Stage cultivation base?

Today’s Fang Lang is a fourth-rank, second-tier sword artistic conception, coupled with martial arts and skill cultivation, can also shorten a lot of binding time, in fact, as long as it is not bound across tiers, the cost of binding The time will not be too long.

"Continue binding."

Fang Lang said.

"Ding! The binding is in progress..."

Fang Lang was not in a hurry to use the punch card to even out the binding time of the day and night.

Instead, his mind moved, staring at the Demon Clan Demon.

"System, bound object... Chi Yun."

Fang Lang continued.

"Ding! Chi Yunxiu, who is bound to detect the bondage, is at the fourth rank and 9th dan. The estimated time for binding is one day and one night."

Sure enough, the cultivation base of this demon clan demon child is also the fourth rank and ninth stage.

Because the cultivation system of the Monster World may be a little different, it may not be Shu Xiu, Jian Xiu, etc. Therefore, above the system, it is only summarized by the four ranks.

"Ding! The binding is in progress..."

The system prompts to bind both the demon saint and the demon demon.

If you don't spend the shards of the card to even out the binding time, it will take a day and night to complete the binding.

Now, in Fang Lang's inventory, he used the previous rushing card, and there are still three rushing card fragments, which is enough to even out the binding time.

And when Fang Lang was preparing to bind the demon saint and the demon demon.

On the other side, the confrontation between Master Ciyue and the powerhouse of the monster world also came to an end.

The rules of the Pagoda dispute are the same as in previous years.

Still choose to choose representatives to play at will, only to see which side the genius who is still standing at the end of the battle for the pagoda belongs to to decide the victory or defeat.

In short, if the genius dispatched by the Buddha Sea is able to win three games in a series of three, and stand at the end, it means that the Buddha Sea wins, and vice versa.

Master Ciyue returned, with dignity in his eyes.

He glanced at Fang Lang with his eyes drooping, his eyes rolled and landed on Fa He's body.

"Fahe, first battle, you go."

"Remember, go all out."

Master Ciyue didn't say too much, everything is in the air. This battle is extremely important to the Buddha Sea, and the victory or defeat of every battle is of utmost importance.

The burly Fahe's palms are close together, slightly bowed, his expression is stern.

"The disciple will definitely go all out."

Fa He was originally a meticulous person, and he became more serious now. The qi and blood mobilized all over his body seemed to make the air burst.

When the words fell, Fahe was shocked, stepped out, rushed into the sea, and walked on the waves.

The huge waves are rising like a roaring beast.

Without the arena, the vast sea is the arena, and the sea is the battlefield.

The sky suddenly became dark and oppressive, depressed and dull, as heavy as a mountain rain.

The Fa River fell on the surface of the sea, the sea surface was undulating, the water was surging, but he stood on the sea surface, but there was no sign of sinking into the sea.

On the other side, on the side of the monster world, the one sent out is... the saint of the monster race!

Not another genius of the demon clan besides the demon clan saint and the demon clan demon child.

Rather, the demon saints were dispatched from the very beginning, and there was no intention to hide the cards in the slightest!

"The world of demons, Baidi of the demon clan, Bai Ling."

The demon saint wore a veil, her fair skin looked a bit demon, her blue silk was flying, and her azure blue eyes burst out with arrogance.

"View Buddha Sea, Fa River."

Monk Fahe said few words, the words fell, his palms snapped together.

The eyes of the demon saint under the white Ling's veil were gleaming, and then, the vitality burst on her body, and her hair poured into the sky.

But when the demon saint raised her hand, the fist that Yingying clenched, there was a roar of horrible blood, and a faint shadow of a giant bird with spreading wings appeared behind!

As soon as the demon saint Bai Ling made her move, she didn't keep any hands.

The dispute over the pagoda is very big, and Bai Ling will not release any water!

However, Monk Fahe, with his palms folded together, his face was extremely serious, he walked on the surface of the sea, and every step he stepped on, the waves of the sea were shaken, followed by the silence of the sea being suppressed.

Countless qi and blood rushed up, but it didn't stir the sea water.

Monk Fahe's whole body was full of golden light that couldn't disperse, gradually swirling his vitality and blood, bursting with Buddha's light.

It's just that the Fahe monk of the fourth stage realm burst out of the Buddhism light of Buddhism.

Just like an arhat with blood and energy, walking on foot, like a golden sun on a big day, dazzling!

"Amitabha, please advise!"

Monk Fahe has bright eyes.

With the palms together, there seems to be a big Buddha holding a golden bell entrenched in the vast sea behind it.

The sea water has been smudged into golden color, and the endless Buddha light shines all over the world.

The Fa River walks on the sea, step by step, like a giant clock moving.

"The Big Buddha Golden Bell!"

The giant bird behind the demon saint Bai Ling spread its wings, her long skirt and veil flew up, her pointed ears moved slightly, and her eyes flashed solemnly.

Being able to be dispatched by Guanfohai to participate in the Pagoda Controversy means that Fahe is definitely a monster among the younger generation.

Therefore, the demon saint Bai Ling has no underestimation.

She raised her hand, what Yaozu is good at is physique, the flesh is unparalleled.

However, as she shook hands, a white feather turned into a white feather sword.

That is the most mysterious sword, with endless sword lights intertwined vertically and horizontally, opening the sea and breaking the sky!

Master Fahe walked on foot and walked towards Bai Ling, a saint of the demon race.

Bai Ling's blue eyes condensed, and he cut out a sword.

A sword seemed to cut through the endless air current above the vast sea, like a giant hammer smashed out.

A sword slashed on the big Buddha of Nafa River, instantly like a giant bird hitting the Buddha!

when!

There was a loud bang, as if the thousand-year-old bell in the sea of ​​Buddha was slammed!

The heavy bell sounded melodiously in all directions, and the exploding waves set off waves of terror.

Monk Fahe's figure stagnated, a little blood spilled from his mouth and nose, but he still folded his palms, his eyes were firm, and he continued to move forward.

After taking a step, the spirit and spirit on his body is like a mountain torrent, with waves!

"Amitabha, female donor, come again."

Fahe's body became more and more burly, and the Buddha's light around his body became more and more dense!

The demon saint Bai Ling, her hair and long skirt are all flying, holding a sword in her hand, looking at the Fa River that continues to move forward, she rolls up her sword once again and cuts out the sword light.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

The demon saint no longer keeps her hands, she is doing her best, cutting thirteen swords in succession!

Thousands of thunders exploded together!

In an instant, Fahe only took three steps forward, covered in blood, turned into a blood man, and the phantom of the big Buddha behind it was already full of cracks!

"Good, good, good..."

"Among the same ranks, there are few people who can carry my thirteen swords."

The demon saint Bai Ling couldn't help boasting three times.

View the Buddha Sea side.

Fang Lang, who closed his eyes, slowly opened his eyes and stared at the battle on the sea.

Monk Fajue had already clenched his fists, his eyes flushed.

Master Ciyue sighed: "The saint of the demon race is indeed a demon with the most sacred roots..."

And above the sea.

The blood-stained monk Fahe walked to the body of the demon saint Bai Ling and shouted angrily.

Embracing Admiralty, it burst out loudly.

The world seemed to be eclipsed in the eyes of the demon saint at the moment.

This is the outrageous blow that Monk Fahe needs to stride across the vast sea and carry thirteen swords in a row.

The Buddha, who has gathered all the vitality, spirit, and spiritual thinking, holds the golden bell!

The demon saint raised a sword, and her white skin was instantly blushed. Then, behind her, a white giant bird, like a big Peng spreading its wings, suddenly struck!

A loud noise, like thunder on the surface of the sea!

The ripples spread and rippled constantly.

The figure of the demon saint was smashed and flew out, pulling out hundreds of feet of gully on the surface of the sea, and the veil covering her face was also torn apart by this smash, revealing the demon face that charmed the world.

However, Monk Fahe was bleeding all over, his energy was consumed cleanly, and he was panting like a dragon. He fell on his back on the sea, rising and falling with the waves.

"Not bad."

The demon saint held the white long sword, her red lips lightly opened, and she gave a compliment.

The monks who watched the Buddha Sea were indeed tough, especially Fahe, who were not afraid of death, almost equivalent to sacrificing their own power, just to hit her hard.

Master Ciyue floated into the sea.

He picked up the blood-stained monk Fahe.

"Master, I lost."

Monk Fahe, his face is as earthy.

"Amitabha~www.ltnovel.com~ You did your best."

Master Ciyue didn't blame anything, with a kind smile on her face.

In the same rank, the demon saint with almost the most sacred bone talent is almost invincible, and now the younger generation in the Tang Dynasty is afraid that no one can beat it.

Perhaps, only two hundred years ago, Xuanyuan Taihua of the same level might be able to fight one.

Master Ci Yue sighed.

Turning her head to look at Monk Fajue, on the sea, the demon saint standing with a sword, she won one first, and the pressure of this pagoda dispute came to the side of the sea of ​​Buddha.

However, just when Master Ciyue was about to let Monk Fajue play.

Fang Lang, who turned into a small transparent, stretched out, yawned, his white robe floated, and a smile on his face.

"Master Ciyue, Fajue is our hole card, and the hole card is naturally the last one to play..."

"The second battle, let me come."