Fantasy: Ten thousand times stronger, I have countless fetishes

Although he doesn't have much contact with him, he still understands his disciple's character, and he is definitely interested in it.

Jianzu pondered for a moment, then said to Li Canglan: "Since my identity as a disciple has been exposed, I can no longer be an outer disciple. How about canonizing him as a contemporary holy son?"

"No way!" It was Mo Leijue who spoke first.

Nangong Qiuyu behind Li Canglan smiled sweetly: "This is a very good move. Junior brother Lu is carrying the ancient sacred body and activating the Enlightenment Monument. He is truly a peerless genius!"

"Besides, I have been suspended for a long time as the 'Holy Son' of the Taixuan Holy Land, and other Holy Lands think that there is no one in my Taixuan!"

"I don't even have a Holy Son, what are you talking about!"

Hearing this, the people present nodded one after another.

Li Canglan looked at the cold and stern man, and asked, "Why does Junior Brother Mo think it's wrong?"

Mo Leijue snorted coldly: "Lu Li is the disciple of Sword Ancestor, his seniority is equal to mine, how can he become a holy son?"

This girl is on the fence with me!

No!

When I think of myself walking on the Taixuan Sacred Tunnel, the seniors and sisters who are facing me will kindly call me "His Royal Highness Son~"

Wow, it's so cool.

Even in the future, people like Song Lan and Zhao Ya will have to shout: Please have mercy on the Holy Son.

What the hell, Mo Lei will definitely kill the young master... Lu Liyun calmly said, "We can discuss our own opinions. I call the saint a senior sister, and I don't mind if I want to teach Senior Brother Li."

"Nonsense!" Morey was not dissatisfied.

Nangong Qiuyu smiled brightly: "I think it's quite interesting, seniority doesn't have to be so important."

"Peak Master Nangong is right." Others echoed.

Mo Lei's face was gloomy, and he glanced at a violent and strong man with sharp eyebrows.

Yan Wudao frowned: "Let's not mention seniority for the time being, although Junior Brother Lu is carrying the ancient sacrament, he is bound by the shackles of heaven and earth after all."

The Master of Dao Enlightenment Peak shook his head, expressing a different point of view: "Junior Brother Lu has such a high level of comprehension that he can activate the Dao Marks of the Eight Path Saints, which is the only thing I have ever seen in my life."

"Although he was successfully activated, he has not obtained the inheritance of the saint. The matter of the saint son has a lot to do with it. I should think carefully about it."

Li Canglan coughed lightly: "Perhaps you still don't know that Lu Li's ancient sacred body has broken two shackles."

"Senior brother Li, are you serious?" Tian Dayi, the leader of Qingyun Peak, said in shock.

"Uncle Tian, ​​I was there when Junior Brother Lu broke the second shackle." Ling Qingxue added.

"God bless me Taixuan!"

"I'm too mysterious! Junior brother Lu is the perfect candidate for the Son of God!"

At this moment, Morey looked coldly:

"So what about the two shackles? At most, it can't reach the Nirvana state! Does the Holy Land need to provide him with massive resources to break the third?"

"I don't agree with the matter of the Holy Son!"

"Unless he can break the third shackle by himself!"

Chapter 40 Thunder Prison Peak's Secret

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The sword energy is provided by the sword ancestor.

Jianzu stared at Mo Leijue with sharp and cold eyes, and said coldly: "Do you really think I'm discussing with you?"

The voice just fell.

Everyone present seemed to have fallen into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. At this moment, they suddenly remembered that when the Sword Ancestor swept across the wilderness, he had a name: "Magic Sword".

It was only after some things happened that he restrained his murderous nature and lived in seclusion in the Taixuan Holy Land.

Everyone struggled to resist the sword field formed by the sword ancestor, and they cursed Lei Yufeng in their hearts. They are arrogant and domineering in the holy land on weekdays, and they don't know how to restrain themselves when they meet someone they can't afford.

Mo Leijue remained silent, silently resisting the terrifying sword energy.

On the other side, Nangong Qiuyu snorted, obviously injured.

She smiled wryly and sent a voice transmission to Lu Li.

"Junior brother Lu, can you intercede with Jianzu? Just treat it as my sister owes you a favor."

Others also transmitted voices one after another.

"Master, it's alright."

Lu Li glanced at Mo Leijue, then suddenly smiled and said, "Since Peak Master Mo said that he needs to break three shackles to accept my identity as the Holy Son, I agree!"

"As long as the time comes, Peak Master Mo will not break his promise."

Cold sweat was breaking out on Mo Leijue's forehead. He was bearing most of the power of Jian Yu, and he was under great pressure.

But he also gritted his teeth and said, "If you can break it, I won't break my promise! I just don't know how long I'll have to wait."

"Ha ha…"

Jian Zu also cast a puzzled look, wondering what kind of medicine his disciple sells in the gourd.

As long as you wait a little longer, the position of the Holy Son will be within your reach.

Of course, he also respected Lu Li's choice.

Slowly disperse the sword field.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Lu Li gratefully.

Seeing that he had a strange expression, he suddenly stepped out and walked towards the sky.

In the end, the whole person sat up cross-legged.

"He wants to..." Ling Qingxue didn't know what Lu Li wanted to do even though she had the knowledge of her previous life.

Time passed by minute by minute.

But the people here did not show any signs of impatience.

Jian Zu is here.

They can only stay with them.

"What are you doing..."

Wu Mingyue pouted, a little bored.

The reactions of other disciples were roughly the same, but they didn't show it.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

……

Lu Li sat cross-legged in the void.

God and God pretended for a long time.

Thinking about a thousand and one ways to pretend in my heart.

In the end, I found out... invisible pretense is the deadliest.

Seeing that the time was ripe, he silently recited a sentence in his heart.

"Strengthen the Ancient Eucharist."

The next moment, the thunder of Nine Heavens exploded, and the sky was shaken.

Everyone looked at the astonishing vision with trembling eyes, not understanding what happened.

On the contrary, Jian Zu frowned, laughed loudly, and called "Qi Lin Zi"!

"Heavenly suppression!"

Li Canglan murmured: "According to ancient books, if a strong man in ancient times wanted to break through the realm, he would be robbed by lightning."

"The three realms are used as a span, which is divided into 'Three Nine Heavenly Tribulations', 'Six Nine Heavenly Tribulations' and 'Nine Nine Heavenly Tribulations'."

"Today's ancient holy body is suppressed by heaven and earth just like monks in ancient times...Could it be that Junior Brother Lu can't break the third shackle?"

After hearing these words, Mo Leijue's face turned ugly for a moment.

The master of Wudao Peak and the others expressed anticipation.

Especially the autumn rain in Nangong of Xiaoyue Peak is the worst.

At this moment, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, it was extremely dazzling, like the Milky Way falling straight down nine days, directly piercing Lu Li's body.

Fuck, Lu Li instantly felt extremely sour.

It is more sour than the old altar sauerkraut, and has a faint smell of barbecue.

Painful realization!

Thunder intertwined, and Lu Li's body was engulfed in a sea of ​​thunder in the blink of an eye.

There were terrible dull noises from time to time.

Occasionally accompanied by words of "fuck", "stupid", and "fucking", it made everyone present feel at ease.

Lu Li didn't die.

He is still fighting against the extra thick Thunder!

An hour later, the thunder dissipated.

Lu Li walked out with weak legs.

He finally broke the third shackle of the Ancient Eucharist, but the process during the period is hard to describe.

Just when he was about to comprehend the changes in the holy body, the entire Taixuan Peak suddenly erupted with a loud cry.

"We welcome the Son of Taixuan!"

"Good good!"