Just when Jiang Chengming's Immortal Dao Fruit merged with Yang Shen, in the sea of luck at Yaoding Peak, a luck divine dragon neighed, and the dragon's figure instantly increased by three points, becoming more and more solid, like a dragon Ancient dragons shuttled back and forth, constantly cruising.
This is the luck divine dragon of Shennong Pavilion at Yaoding Peak. At this time, Jiang Chengming has proved to be a local immortal. With the addition of a real earth immortal in Shennong Pavilion, his luck will naturally increase greatly, and it can help suppress the luck of Shennong Pavilion.
And in the blood mist, many Shennong Pavilion disciples who were originally confused by the blood mist and were in danger, received feedback from their luck at the moment when their luck increased, and they woke up instantly and survived the disaster.
It can be said that by becoming an Earth Immortal, Jiang Chengming saved countless Shennong Pavilion disciples. This is where the Earth Immortal's luck is so powerful.
At this time, all the disciples of Shennong Pavilion had a powerful image of Emperor Yan emerging in their hearts, covering the sky and the sun, exuding endless divine power.
The great sun in his hand shines across the heavens with unparalleled majesty.
At this time, all the disciples of Shennong Pavilion knew that their master had become a local immortal, and had also received the vision of a blue bird holding a fruit, and they were all very happy in their hearts.
Since then, Shennong Pavilion has gained another powerful Earth Immortal, which can ensure its prosperity. The disciples like them will naturally enjoy good fortune, and many disasters can be reduced on the path of cultivating Taoism.
Outside Shennong Pavilion, the headmaster of Jianhu Palace was looking at the blood mist in the sky, feeling worried.
In the last meeting of the four factions competing for fortune, Jianhu Palace suffered heavy losses. All twelve elite disciples who participated in the meeting were killed. This intensified the conflicts and differences between the east and west factions of Jianhu Palace.
Part of the luck was originally lost during the conference, but now the discord among the sect members has made the sect's luck even more unstable. Even the divine pillars transformed by the luck are faintly showing signs of collapse.
After returning, due to the fierce fighting between the East and West factions, Zuo Xingyue even sold and killed several extreme elders himself. Although he suppressed the fighting between the two factions with this thunderbolt method, Zuo Xingyue also knew that this was only a temporary solution. To address the root cause, if the dispute between the East and West sects is not eliminated, Jianhu Palace will one day be divided. By then, I am afraid that it will no longer be able to live up to the Southern Wilderness sect.
It's just that the East and West sects have been fighting for a long time. The disciples of the two sects say they are brothers in the same sect, but in fact they are like enemies to each other.
In this situation, if you want to eliminate the differences, even Zuo Xingyue's methods are very sophisticated, but he feels that he has no way to do it.
The fate of the four immeasurable sects is connected. Jiang Chengming was promoted to the position of Yang Shen Earth Immortal. The fortune of Shennong Pavilion increased greatly. He naturally felt it, but he was helpless. He has been at the peak of Jindan for many years and has perfected his Taoism. However, He has been unable to take that step and become an immortal.
Now that Jiang Chengming has taken the lead, the fortune of Shennong Pavilion has greatly increased. This is not a good thing for Jianhu Palace. You must know that although the two factions are in harmony on the surface, they both know each other well, and there is nothing that anyone can do about it. Whose helpless act.
If given the chance, they would not hesitate to suppress the other three factions and control the destiny of Southern Wilderness alone.
Nowadays, disasters and calamities are common in the world, and the luck of Shennong Pavilion has been rising again and again, and it has far exceeded that of Jianhu Palace and Eight Immortals Temple.
Although there is still the Bimo Sect, the Bimo Sect has always been on good terms with Shennong Pavilion. The boy from Shennong Pavilion in the last four-sect competition for luck turned the tide and saved the twelve genius disciples of the Bimo Sect, which brought the relationship between the two sects closer. .
"It seems that the alliance with the Eight Immortals Temple cannot be postponed any longer. Although Southern Wilderness is vast, Shennong Pavilion and Bimo Sect will definitely not feel that it is spacious under the common respect of the four sects."
Thinking of this, Zuo Xingyue could no longer sit still and immediately headed towards Qinglong Peak.
As for what he discussed with Master Xuancheng of the Qinglong Peak Eight Immortals Temple, no one knows.
In the secret realm of the Styx Sect, blood mist is also shrouded in the sky over the secret realm. However, compared to the fear of the blood mist among the immortal sects, the Styx Sect is happy. The Styx Sect regards blood as its way. Therefore, this blood mist is an excellent training material for them.
When the blood mist came, the sect leader Zheng Huang was the first to fly into the blood mist, with a river of blood rolling behind him and turbid waves rolling into the sky.
Zheng Huang was originally high-spirited, but as soon as he entered the blood mist, he let out bursts of screams. He felt pain everywhere in his body, and the energy and blood in his whole body were ignited by the power of creation in the blood mist.
Demonic cultivation cultivates turbid qi and blood, and the great power of creation contained in the blood mist is from yang to strong to righteous, so when Zheng Huang's yin and evil magic power comes into contact, it is like oil droplets dropped into boiling water, boiling instantly.
Zheng Huang never imagined that there was such a mystery in the blood mist, and he was horrified to death.
At this time, the blood river behind him was boiling, and in just an instant, it shrank by one-third.
"My life is at risk!"
Zheng Huang regretted it extremely at this time. He had always been cautious, so why was he so eager today? Looking at the shrinking river of blood behind him, Zheng Huang wanted to leave the blood mist, but found that his blood was boiling and his magic power was rolling, unable to mobilize at all.
At this moment, Zheng Huang’s face turned pale
Being in the Demon Sect, he knew what he would face as his strength declined.
Unlike the Immortal Sect, which accepts disciples for the purpose of passing on the sect's tradition, the Demon Sect accepts disciples for the purpose of exploitation. Correspondingly, all the Demon Sects are egoists.
If the disciples in the secret realm knew that he was unable to mobilize his magic power at this time, Zheng Huang believed that they would not hesitate to stab him in the back.
Thinking of this, Zheng Huang did not dare to cry out in pain even though his whole body was in pain like a knife.
At the moment, he endured the pain and fear, running his blood and nerves, trying to mobilize the magic power in his body.
He had no hope at first, because at this time, the magic power in the meridians seemed to have lost its restraint.
What he didn't expect at that time was that as soon as he used his magic power, an extremely pure demonic energy in the blood mist entered his body along with the movement of his skills.
As soon as this demonic energy entered the body, the boiling blood and mana instantly calmed down a lot, and the pain on the body also eased a lot.
Zheng Huang was overjoyed, and immediately ignored the boiling blood and mana around him, and instead quietly operated his skills, constantly absorbing the evil spirit in the blood mist.
As the demonic energy was absorbed, the pain all over Zheng Huang's body continued to ease. Finally, there was no pain at all, the blood in his body calmed down, and the magic power in his meridians was now extremely docile.
Not only that, Zheng Huang also found that after being tempered by the evil spirit, his blood became extremely pure, and it seemed to contain magic power from ancient times, which greatly increased Zheng Huang's physical strength.
The magic power in the meridians now exudes ancient and heavy magic power. After tempering, his own magic power is extremely pure. Zheng Huang believes that his magic power and bloodline are the Shura in the sea of blood. Showing up is not as pure as oneself.
The blood river behind him also calmed down at this time. Although it shrunk by one-third, the blood water in the blood river exuded powerful magic power at this time, as if it was the Nine Netherworld Water drawn from the Netherworld Blood Sea.
As soon as he sensed it, he discovered that the Blood God Son, who was hidden in the blood river, was continuously absorbing the blood energy of the Demonic Temple in the blood mist, and was growing stronger.
Seeing all this, Zheng Huang couldn't help laughing.
Originally, he had been cultivating the Blood God Son until now. If he wanted to go further, he would have to kill countless living beings. Although he ignored all living beings, the four immortal sects were powerful. If he really killed all living beings, he would attract them. With his attention, I am afraid that even those old guys who have become immortals will be attracted by him.
