Fortune Teller

The demon fox fell into silence.

The person behind the Tianji Disk... is naturally the Patriarch of Tianji. All powerful men in the world are afraid of that true master.

Even if this person has disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, no one still dares to plot the legacy of Tianji.

Because no one can be sure whether Patriarch Tianji is alive or dead.

After the Tian Ji Pan appeared, the doubts in the hearts of the venerable gods increased again.

"With my strength, even with the body of the Venerable Realm, I can't fight against the True Lord, let alone the Patriarch of Tianji." The demon fox was silent for a long time, and finally said, "High Priest, I hope you can understand this."

"Senior, don't worry. Even if Grandmaster Tianji is still alive, he is trapped somewhere and can't get out for a while. Senior just needs to help me deal with those ordinary venerables." Gu Xiuyun said with a smile.

"I see."

The demon fox nodded slightly, "By using the bloodline path to achieve the realm of the Venerable, and combining it with Taoist secrets, my hope of becoming a True Venerable will be increased by at least 30%. It's worth taking some risks, I promise you."

Venerable Huanming has been revered for two generations, and he has been practicing for a lot longer than Venerable Gengyang. Although he is only in the Second Dilemma, his strength is not inferior to that of the Three Difficulties Venerables such as Tianzhen and Dongchen.

Coupled with the Venerable level bloodline, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary Venerables.

"Thank you, senior."

Gu Xiuyun smiled.

It was already expected that Venerable Huanming would agree to his request.

The blood of the demon god is so precious that it is enough to drive the demon clan master crazy. Not to mention that his request is not high, even if Huan Ming is really asked to resist the real master, the other party may not refuse.

"It will take some time to open the Thousand Worlds of Illusion. The high priest might as well wait until three years later," the demon fox continued, "Geng Yang should have told you that the illusions in the Thousands of Worlds of Illusion will take some time to evolve, and three years is already the fastest speed. ”

"Junior understands."

Gu Xiuyun bowed and clasped his fists, and left Qianbaoshan with the black pig.

Looking at the retreating figure, the demon fox narrowed his eyes.

He was very sure that Gu Xiuyun had more than one portion of demon blood in his hand, at least two. Otherwise, why would he ask him to help sharpen the mind and will of the Black Pattern Golden Dolphin?

…

"Gu Xiuyun, the blood of the demon god is so precious, why did you give it to that old fox for free?"

The black pig lay on his shoulder and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's just a blood of the demon god, it may not be very precious. Ten thousand years later, three disasters and nine disasters will come, and if you can't survive it, everything will become a dream and nothing. No matter how many treasures you keep, it will be useless."

Gu Xiuyun shook his head and said, "What's more, with your character, if you don't have the help of Thousand Worlds of Illusion, you will never reach the realm of the Venerable in this life."

The road of blood requires extremely high demands on the mind and will. The four demon emperors have gone through disasters and been trapped in the secret realm of time and space. They have tempered their wills for tens of thousands of years, but they have not reached the threshold of the Venerable Realm, let alone the Black Pattern Golden Dolphin?

The black pig curled his lips and seemed a little disapproving.

"That's all, it's useless no matter how much I tell you." Gu Xiuyun shook his head slightly, too lazy to explain any more.

The Black Pattern Golden Dolphin's current blessing power is enough to suppress his misfortune, but this is only for the moment. With the spread of technological civilization, the cause and effect of contamination will become more and more serious, and the misfortune will also intensify.

Sooner or later, the magical power of blessing will fail.

If he wants to continue to suppress his own misfortune, he must increase the strength of the Black Patterned Golden Dolphin as soon as possible. Apart from the Thousand Worlds of Illusion, he can't think of any other way.

"The ninth-grade peak unicorn divine beast, the power of blessing is at least several times greater than it is now. It should be able to survive until three disasters and nine disasters come."

Gu Xiuyun whispered in his heart.

Whoosh!

The cyan figure flew through the void, heading towards the underground abyss.

The four sects of Changli have been resolved, and the most important thing now is to repair the life star chart. With this treasure, you can save your life even when facing the True Lord.

…

The edge of the void land.

The fight between the six Patriarchs lasted for nearly two days and finally came to an end.

Patriarch Shuiyuan was the first to fall. After all, he was facing Patriarch Qinglei, a terrifying existence whose strength was close to the Heavenly Star Realm.

Followed by Baoguang and Lixuan.

After the death of the three ninth-grade ancestors, Qing Lei and others began to destroy the outer divine formations and led their disciples into the depths of the land.

"Qing Lei, which place do you choose?" Patriarch Ice Spirit asked in a playful voice, surrounded by moonlight.

"Weak waterbender!"

Patriarch Qinglei glanced at the Li Kong Sect in the distance, with a trace of reluctance in his expression.

Among the four sects of Changli, Likong Sect is the leader, and the number of spiritual treasures and treasures is the largest. Unfortunately, that area has been occupied by Lan Chonghe, and Leiyun Pavilion does not want to confront the divine sect yet.

"Akao, what about you?"

"Moon City."

The red-tailed demon king stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Among the four major sects, Yuecheng is undoubtedly the weakest, but at the same time, it is also the richest. There are tens of billions of miles around, and Yuecheng's shadow is behind countless business alliances.

The demon race is physically powerful, and its cultivation consumes ten times more resources than the human race, so Moon City is naturally the best.

Patriarch Bingling nodded slightly, not at all surprised by this result.

Just when the three Patriarchs were about to disperse, a ray of light passed through the void and flew over.

"Ji Wenting, my junior, has met three ancestors." The light disappeared, revealing the figure of a woman.

"Could it be that the Eight-Eyed Divine Sect stopped us because they wanted to monopolize the benefits of the four Changli Sects?" Patriarch Qinglei glanced at Ji Wenting with a rather dissatisfied look on his face.

If the Eight-Eyed Sect really dared to do this, he would rather risk offending the other party than fight with the priests of the Sect.

After all, Bao Guang, Shui Yuan and others were all solved by them.

The Eight Eyed God Sect eats meat, so the three major sects must drink some soup!

"Juniors don't dare," Ji Wenting quickly clasped her fists, "The reason why I stopped the three ancestors is to convey a message to the high priest."

"High Priest?!"

Patriarch Qinglei's expression suddenly became serious.

There are many high priests in the Eight-Eyed Sect. Each Yaoritai priest can be called a high priest, but to the outside world, only one person can have this title:

Taoist Cherishing Life—a person that even Venerable Lei Yun is afraid of.

"The high priest hopes that the four sects of Changli can preserve the Taoist tradition. When the seniors take action, they should try not to affect the juniors below the Douxiao realm. As for entering the Xuan and Shangmiao, I will leave it to the seniors." Ji Wenting said respectfully.

"Fellow Daoist Cherishing Life is actually willing to repay evil with kindness and preserve the four sects of Changli?" Patriarch Qinglei was slightly surprised.

"It's just a small matter. I'll pay attention to it when I take action." Patriarch Bingling nodded slightly.

"The rise and fall of the human race has nothing to do with our demon clan," the Red Tail Demon Emperor smiled, "I have decided on the treasures of Moon City, but I don't care about the lives of those people."

"Thank you, seniors."

Ji Wenting bowed and stepped aside.

Whoosh!

The three patriarchs flew to the three major stations with nearly a hundred true artistic conceptions.

After a while, the priest of the divine religion also flew down and rushed towards Li Kongmen.

Not long after, the sound of fighting sounded again.

But it is much weaker than before. Without the ninth-grade Patriarch, the Mountain Gate Formation is like a brick and a dog in front of Qing Lei and others, and can be destroyed with a single palm.

In just half an hour, the three major sects were looted, and almost all practitioners above Xuanxuan perished.

This scene also happened at Li Kongmen.

The four Changli sects had the deepest enmity with the Eight-Eyed Sect. When the sect was destroyed, the four Changli sects were the first to switch sides and killed countless priests of the sect.

Since then, Wuxiangtian has been suppressed, and almost every priest and ancestor has been oppressed by the Li Kongmen.

With old grudges and old grudges added up, the priests of the divine religion would naturally not be polite at all. If it weren't for Master Hanling, even those in the early stages of the Douxiao Realm would not be able to survive.