Seeing the anxiety on both sides, the twelve Jianhu Palace disciples who had changed their auras suddenly had a fierce look in their eyes and their bodies continued to expand.
But in a moment, the twelve Jianhu Palace disciples had become like inflated balloons.
Qingyang looked at the twelve Jianhu Palace disciples who were like balloons at this moment, a flash of palpitations flashed in his heart, and a sense of ominousness enveloped his heart.
Qingyang suddenly thought of something and was shocked. He quickly said, "No, they want to blow themselves up!"
As soon as Qingyang said this, everyone else was shocked.
The twelve disciples of Sword Lake Palace are all Foundation Establishment monks, and most of them are in the late stage of Foundation Establishment or at the peak of Foundation Establishment. If they self-destruct, I am afraid that not a single disciple of Shennong Pavilion and Bimo Sect on the high platform will be left.
At this time, Jiang Chengming and Su Lingkong, who were on the rostrum, also saw the situation of the disciples of Jianhu Palace. From what they saw, they could naturally see that these disciples were under the control of the demon species and wanted to self-destruct.
At this moment, Jiang Chengming and Su Lingkong no longer cared about the dissipation of luck, and were about to take the stage to stop it.
Unexpectedly, when the two of them were about to take action, they were blocked by Xuancheng and Zuo Xingyue.
Jiang Chengming and Su Lingkong were furious when they saw this. How could they not know what these two masters were thinking.
For Zuo Xingyue, the twelve disciples on this stage are already useless. If Bimo Sect and Shennong Pavilion can also suffer the same losses because of this, then they will die well, and if they self-destruct, Shennong Pavilion and Shennong Pavilion will be destroyed. If all the disciples of the Bimo Sect were killed, even though he lost twelve outstanding disciples in Jianhu Palace, he still won the first place in the martial arts competition. He could gain luck and reduce his losses.
For Xuancheng, the Eight Immortals Temple will be the first to be eliminated in this martial arts competition. In this conference, the loss of the Eight Immortals Temple's luck is a foregone conclusion. If it can be done at this time, all the elite disciples of the other three sects will die on the high platform. So what if they get luck? Without outstanding disciples to pass on the Taoism, what's the use of luck?
Therefore, neither Zuo Xingyue nor Xuancheng Lao Dao could let Jiang Chengming and Zuo Xingyue stop him at this time.
"Zuo Xingyue, Master Xuancheng, do you want to help the evil tyrants kill the righteous disciples of my immortal sect?"
Jiang Chengming suppressed his anger and asked, while Su Lingkong looked at the two of them with anger in his eyes.
"Brother Jiang Dao, please don't slander anyone. We are not blocking you to help the devil's thieves. The rules of the Four Factions Competition for Luck Conference have been in place for thousands of years. Before the winner is decided, outsiders are not allowed to interfere, otherwise the luck will disappear. Brother Jiang Dao , this is 20% of the luck of each of the four sects. If we lose this luck, it will definitely cause the Tao to eliminate demons and increase the luck of the demon. That will help the demon. So, Brother Jiang Dao, can you Don’t make the mistake of yourself!”
Taoist priest Xuancheng said with a smile on his face.
"What Brother Xuancheng said makes sense. Brother Jiang, it's not just your disciples from Shennong Pavilion and Bimo Sect who are on the stage. Twelve outstanding disciples from my Jianhu Palace are also on the stage. Don't Zuo dare to do anything for personal gain?" , Brother Dao Jiang, Brother Dao Su, the overall situation is the most important thing!"
The words between the two made Jiang Chengming and Su Linkong's Mount Sumeru turn half red with anger. Su Linkong said coldly, "What a great Immortal Master, what a righteous man. Brother Jiang Dao, Su has told you before, Although some people are in charge of the Immortal Way, their hearts are worse than the Demonic Way. You can see it now. Now, do you still have to worry about the thousands of years of friendship between the four sects? There are people of your generation and mine on the stage. If the best disciple dies again, how will your sect and our sect succeed? Do you also want to imitate Zuo Xingyue and use your own disciples to attack and kill the disciples of other sects?"
Before Jiang Chengming opened his mouth, Zuo Xingyue shouted sharply, "Su Lingkong, I respect you as a leader of the generation, and I can give you good advice. Why are you so ignorant of what is good and what is good? How can the thousands of years of rules of the four sects of you and me be changed by just a few people?" The lives of the Foundation Establishment disciples will be destroyed. If the luck of the devil's path increases due to your insistence on going your own way, when the devil is infested in the Southern Wilderness, how can you be in charge of the great religion?"
When Su Lingong heard this, he snorted coldly, said nothing, but raised his staff. In an instant, countless poisonous bees swarmed out and attacked Zuo Xingyue and Xuancheng.
Seeing this, Jiang Chengming remained speechless. With a wave of his long sword, countless divine fires filled his eyes and filled the sky with a sea of fire, shrouding Xuancheng and Zuo Xingyue in a sea of fire.
Xuancheng and Zuo Xingyue didn't expect that the two of them would take action as soon as they were told, without any scruples, and they would use their big moves as soon as they came up.
It's just that both of them have been in charge of the great religion for many years, and their cultivation is earth-shattering. Although they are in a sea of fire and surrounded by poisonous bees, they don't have the slightest trace of panic.
Zuo Xingyue's long sword flew out and turned into a sword screen, blocking all attacks.
The floating and sinking things in Xuancheng's hands turned into thousands of silk nets to protect himself.
The two of them did not fight back, but just protected themselves. Anyway, as long as they delayed the time and waited until the twelve Sword Lake Palace disciples blew themselves up, they would be victorious.
Seeing this, the remaining elders of Shennong Pavilion and Bimo Sect flew up to the stage and wanted to stop the disciples of Jianhu Palace from self-destructing, but they were stopped by others from Jianhu Palace and Eight Immortals Temple.
At this time, the experts from various sects who came to watch the ceremony were stunned. They did not expect that such a change would occur in the Four Factions Competition Conference, but they were secretly happy in their hearts, because the four sects had always dominated the Southern Wilderness. Nasty, but when faced with sects like them that want to challenge the status of the four sects, they are all able to work together, making it difficult for other Southern Wilderness immortal sects to develop.
Now the four factions are tearing apart and fighting each other. This is a rare opportunity for them.
And if all the thirty-six people on the stage can die on the stage, how long will it take if they want to train them again? This time difference is their opportunity, as long as they can train more outstanding disciples during this time , then in the next generation, he might not have a chance to join the four sects of the Southern Wilderness.
Therefore, even the sects that had good relations with Shennong Pavilion and Bimo Sect chose to stand aside at this time.
The audience at Jianhu Palace and the Eight Immortals were only defensive at this time. Anyway, as long as these powerful golden elixirs were held back, the overall situation on the stage would be decided.
Although Jiang Chengming and Su Lingkong were extremely angry, they had nothing to do at this time. They were from the same sect as Zuo Xingyue and Xuan Cheng, and their cultivation levels were not much different. What's more, this was the home court of the Eight Immortals Temple, and they only guarded Without attacking, it would be extremely difficult for Jiang Chengming and Su Lingkong to break through their obstruction.
At this time, the two of them were anxious, but there was nothing they could do.
At this time, on the high platform, the twelve Jianhu Palace disciples were like twelve huge balloons, still inflating.
The disciples of Shennong Pavilion and Bimo wanted to fly out of the high platform, but the only way to get out of this high platform was to admit defeat in a battle.
Seeing that the twelve meat balls were about to explode, Jiang Yanxun was extremely anxious, and so was Mu Yunfan. This battle was about the fate of the two factions. If they were to admit defeat, they would really not be willing to accept it. However, if they did not admit defeat, many of their fellow apprentices would suffer. If they all died here, then they were more guilty. Therefore, seeing the critical situation, Jiang Yanxun and Mu Yunfan looked at each other and were about to admit defeat. After all, although luck was important, if they lost their lives, it would all be empty talk.
