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Chapter 941

What Bailang is doing now, the gods of the three religions are all happy to see it happen - this will also help them to extend their hands more. If these princes want to seize the heir, don't they have to rely more on their strength. We are heavenly beings.

If we can't deal with the martial arts heavenly man Bailang of the royal family, it's okay for us to take three of them, right? As long as this martial arts heavenly man doesn't become the emperor, all three religions are acceptable - the members of the royal family must also balance the power of their own family members.

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Bailang gained a lot from comprehending the True Fire of the Sun. However, he also knew that he was the body of Fire Dexing Lord Zhu Rong at the end of his journey. From now on, if he returns to the true body, it will only improve a small part of his cultivation level. He probably won't be able to step into it.

Western religions call it the level of Arhat fruition. "It's a pity that I still can't cultivate the creation Hui Yuan Gong. Otherwise, I would at least be an immortal Dao fruit, and forget about the Hunyuan Wuji." He still thought beautifully.

Bailang can't even compare to the Seven Great Sages now, but fortunately the gap is not big anymore - he can't compare with the old Seven Monkeys, but he can still compare with the less famous ones among them. These are all

I'm talking about his true body, but as for this clone, let's see how far this world's "Feng Shen Yan" can go.

He is the world's leading general in battle, and he is also the master of military form in the world. This is what Bailang has always done in the past. In this world, I am afraid that he has to change a little bit - he always has the background of a brave warrior.

, but it was wrong that he was originally a martial arts master. When Bai Lang looked at himself, he found that he seemed to be a martial artist at the beginning, and he was the prince's Shaobao.

Bai Shaobao was also well-known for his majesty. Now that he recalled the many battles in the past, he felt very proud and happy. "It's still fun to kill people." Bai Lang unconsciously exuded the chill after killing people.

The house was so angry that no one could live in it. The maids were frightened and the servants fainted unconsciously. Only the two princesses were used to it and could move freely.

"Ah, it's really scary." Bai Lang woke up from his shameful beauty, and immediately put away his murderous intent, "I think back then I had more than a thousand people under my command! With one order, millions of heads fell to the ground!" Suddenly!

His interest was waning and he stopped talking, "Rather than giving orders, sir, I prefer to kill with my own hands."

The two princesses also listened to him and talked about Bai Lang's bravery in the late Han Dynasty, which made Lang feel complacent and boasted that Wu Caishen could not defeat him back then.

Bailang practiced martial arts behind closed doors and ignored the government affairs. He just said that the east, west, south, and north were destined to have their own heroes. Heaven's secrets repeated, and the murderous intent in this world has been revealed. The Zhengtong Emperor's body is getting worse day by day.

The second strong attack on Longmen was just that it damaged his physical foundation. Bailang originally thought that he still had fifteen years to live, but he never thought about eating some life-extending things over the years. Due to the conflict with each other, he lost five or six years of life——

It's just that the fire is weak and the orthodox emperor doesn't know it.

As for the prince's mess, Bai Lang doesn't care at all. Anyway, the orthodox emperor will probably die a good death. If the prince ascends to the throne, he will probably be the king of the country. Otherwise, there will be wars everywhere, considering his young age.

He would die of overwork as soon as possible. Thinking of the old prince who had given death to him, Bai Lang felt that the Zhengtong Emperor's posthumous name would not be well-known - a tiger's poison does not eat its sons. This old man had given several sons to death, otherwise he would not have died.

The prince is in his twenties, not even thirty.

"No wonder the prince is worried. If the old guy lives for another ten or eight years, the prince's life may be lost." Bai Lang thought of the last time he met the saint, and the prince was beside him. Bailang's senses were sharp, so of course he noticed it.

The dark and twisted look under the prince's skin. However, the prince's malice was more directed at the Orthodox Emperor, "mostly complaining about why Lao Deng is not dead yet." He didn't know that the prince had secretly called himself me.

The Zhengtong Emperor had ill intentions towards him, which Bailang had already felt, but considering that the old guy only had a few years to live, Bailang decided to forgive him and not give him another ride - after all, this body belonged to him.

Son, killing one's father with one's own son is too evil and unethical, and Bailang will not do it. As for regicide? That thing is fine.

He has done this not once or twice. He has beaten the emperor three times, punched me, and even rebelled against His Majesty. If we say he is arrogant, he is even more arrogant than Gao Cheng.

He also picked up a copy of Huangji Jingshishu during this period. With his martial arts wisdom, he can certainly see that this kung fu is what a royal should have. He can borrow the kung fu of those with lower kung fu, and even control the dragon energy.

If there are many, you can also directly use the skills of other people who are practicing this skill. This is called raising the world to worship one person. "It should be like this. Since it is called Huangji Jingshi Shu, it should be such a martial art."

As for the kung fu on weapons, Bai Lang's unique skill was to kill people in battle. He had always disliked being small and agile, but even so, he had still practiced it to an extremely fine level. Now he was holding a silver gun with a pen barrel, whirling and flying.

The fire clouds gathered and the fire rain flew, and the water dragon bones were refined by him into a fire magic gun.

There is a young man in southern Xinjiang, whose surname is Xiang and whose name is Pang. He makes a living by selling charcoal. He has a good temperament and is generous in fighting injustice. Therefore, he has gathered many "heroes" in the county. On this day, he was also in the charcoal farm.

Burning charcoal, but the charcoal field has been there for a long time, and the back wall actually collapsed. When Xiang Pang was repairing it, he took out a jade plaque from it. Just when he was happy that he could sell it for a few bucks, he was struck by the jade plaque.

The whole person fainted.

This was also the fate of his careless dragon and snake. In the midst of his coma, a magical power was injected into his mind - this person's fate was consistent with it, and his practice naturally progressed rapidly, as if he had divine help. When Xiang Pang woke up, something appeared in his mind

Along the way, he also knew that he had the opportunity to practice hard and practice hard. When Bailang became a heavenly man, he had already practiced to the point where he was only half a step away from heavenly man. At this time, the rogue chieftains in southern Xinjiang were deeply exploited. If it weren't for

If the weather is warm, half of the people will definitely freeze to death - if they don't have any clothes to wear, won't they freeze to death?

So this man raised his arms and immediately gathered more than 200 charcoal mining workers and his brothers' men. They opened the local mine's fort with bamboo and wood weapons and killed all his family members and those in the fort.

Weapons and armor were forged from gold and iron, and they occupied the mines to cause trouble, so that the local state and county had to mobilize three thousand troops to quell it.

In the western barbarians, humans and demons live together, so there is a wolf master with an iron back, who gathers 30,000 wolf demons, humans, and demon soldiers under his command, trying to break through and plunder. This wolf master's cultivation level is at the level where he can be called a demon king, and he doesn't know

Where can one learn the art of military formation, which is a magical power that was originally secretly passed down by human military strategists?

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