Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

Tongtian frowned and said a little angry.

"Why, you don't believe in my master's Zhuxian Sword Formation, and think that my master will be defeated by Yuan Shi and the others?"

"This is not what I mean, disciple."

Duobao hurriedly explained, but soon stopped talking, and the Tongtian leader felt furious.

"If you have any ideas, just say it."

Duobao could only express his worries.

"Master's Immortal Killing Sword Formation has been praised by Taoist Ancestors. It cannot be broken without the Four Saints. It is naturally powerful. There is no problem in dealing with the Yuanshi Saint and the two Western Saints. But if it is Shouyang Mountain, Master Uncle's place is not the same."

At this point, Duobao's words stopped abruptly. He knew that his master could understand what he wanted to say.

To be honest, Duobao's worries are not unreasonable.

Jiejiao is getting stronger and stronger, and its luck is strong. It is the first lineage in the prehistoric times and is extremely prosperous.

My disciples are human beings, who are incomparable to the three Western religions.

The human heart is extremely complicated. With such a prosperous Jiejiao, how can other people not feel dirty?

Anyway, in Duobao's view, Chan, the second Western sect, has been greatly suppressed by Jie sect.

It threatened the development of the other saints' orthodoxy and hindered the saints' path.

Although the human religion is not flourishing, there is only one direct descendant from Xuandu.

But since the great sage of Taiqing has established a religion, the orthodoxy will naturally develop.

So from another perspective, Jiejiao also stands on the opposite side of the People's religion.

After hearing this, Tongtian shook his head decisively,

The voice was extremely firm.

"My eldest brother and I have been practicing together for hundreds of millions of years. I know his character well. He will never unite with the two people from the West to deal with his brothers. You don't need to say anything anymore."

The leader of Tongtian Cult waved his hand to signal Duobao to stop talking.

In fact, he also knew that Duobao actually had good intentions, but Leader Tongtian would rather believe that he would be defeated by Yuan Shi.

He also never believed that his most beloved elder brother would unite two outsiders from the West to deal with him.

"The disciple made a mistake."

Seeing that Master Tongtian was firm, Duobao quickly shut up.

If I continue talking, Master may become angry. If Master becomes angry, the consequences will be serious.

But soon, Taoist Duobao felt slightly relaxed.

Thinking of the letter Liu Er sent not long ago, the senior brother has already left for Chaos.

If the senior brother can really succeed and teach him, he will really be able to sit back and relax, and the road ahead will be clear.

On the futon, Master Tongtian's sharp eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and traces of evil aura spread, making a decisive move.

"After three months, above Tongguan, I will personally set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation. If they dare to come, let them see the power of my Zhuxian Sword Formation. This battle is not just for winning Dechan, the two Western religions , but also tell them that their way may not be correct, and their humble origins may not be inferior to those innate beings born in heaven and earth. "

"Yes, teacher."

In Biyou Palace, the Jie Jiao disciples shouted in unison.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed. Tongguan and Xiqi's army are still facing off against Dashang's elite.

Because the Western Immortal and the Chanjiao Immortal both had the three flowers on their heads cut off and the five qi in their chests, there was no Immortal to help Xiqi, so they directly set up camp and locked the door.

In Tongguan Pass, Han Rong, Huang Gun and others also enjoyed their time at ease.

There are millions of soldiers and horses in Xiqi. They eat horses and chew them every day, and they have to transport them, which is an astronomical figure.

Even if Xiqi has a strong foundation under Ji Chang's management, it cannot bear such consumption.

In Kunlun Mountain, the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect swallowed the Nine-turn Nirvana Pill, reshaped the Taoist Fruit, and achieved great success.

Guangchengzi, Chi Jingzhen, Yuding Zhenren, Taiyi Zhenren, their cultivation levels have returned to the peak of Golden Immortal.

His aura was fierce, even stronger than when he was at the peak of Golden Immortal.

Breaking down and then standing up again was a great opportunity, which made their heritage even deeper.

However, Master Cihang, Master Puxian, and Master Manjusri did not have magical elixirs. They relied on taking fairy medicine and barely recovered to the cultivation level of Lianxu Hedao, which was not even at the level of immortals.

In Randen Cave, Randen's face turned pale, and he frowned as he looked into the depths of Ni Gong Wan.

Just now, he had dispelled the Law of War that had been driven into his body by six ears.

But the consequence is that there are dense scars all over the body!

"I am loyal to the Chan Cult, but in the end I took a piece of some Nine-turn Golden Pill to fool me."

Ran Deng felt extremely resentful, but in the end he still did not dare to say those two words.

"Guangchengzi, Chi Jingjing are all direct descendants of the sect. I don't believe in the appearance of the Chan sect. What I gave them was the Nine Transformations Golden Pill."

Ran Deng Daoguo was injured, already so miserable.

Guangchengzi and the others were cut off from the five qi in their chests, had three flowers on their heads, their cultivation was ruined, and they were even worse than him.

He didn't believe that Yuan Shi, who had always been protective of the calf, would just watch with cold eyes and sit idly by.

Ran Deng calmed down his breath, quietly left his cave, and groped towards Guangchengzi's cave.

Fortunately, now that the great catastrophe has begun, the aura of measuring the tribulation has overwhelmed the previous one, so Yuan Shi did not notice it.

In the cave of Guangchengzi, the burning lamp came quietly, and the soul quietly poked out of the Ni Gongwan and groped in.

When he saw the person sitting on the futon in the quiet room, breathing calmly and just like a normal person, Ran Deng breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself.

"Did I misunderstand? I shouldn't have!"

Ran Deng observed quietly. After a moment and three quarters, Guangchengzi finished breathing out a great Zhoutian. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys suddenly emitted bursts of light. The five qi were in full swing, and the Golden Immortal was complete.

"Golden Immortal Peak!"

Randeng's eyes suddenly widened, somewhat unbelievable, but the next moment, a great deal of sadness and resentment surged in his heart!

In two months, from a useless person to a perfect golden immortal, is it possible with a nine-turn golden pill?

Randeng quietly left Guangchengzi's cave, and went to the caves of Chijingzi, Yuding Zhenren, and Taiyi Zhenren one after another.

After going to all the seven golden immortal caves, when he saw that only Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang were treated the same as him, his resentment increased exponentially!

"Unfair, unfair, unfair!"

With great resentment, Randeng turned his palm violently, and a golden seed appeared, no, to be precise, it should be a golden bodhi seed.

On Mount Xumi, the fruit of the bodhi tree, the best innate spiritual root.

Randeng's soul was immersed in the bodhi seed, calling silently in his heart.

After a while, a shadow was reflected from the bodhi seed, and it was one of the two saints in the West, Zhunti!

Zhunti glanced at Randeng, and smiled faintly, "How come you have time to look for me, Daoist Fellow Randeng?"

"Randeng wishes to go to the West."

Randeng only answered Zhunti's question with six words.

Zhunti's eyes lit up instantly, "Daoist Fellow Randeng, have you figured it out?"

But soon, Zhunti's eyes wrinkled, "But what happened? What grievances did Daoist Fellow Randeng suffer?"

Randeng told the truth about what happened.

When he heard that Randeng had problems with his Dao fruit and foundation and his cultivation was unstable, Zhunti suddenly laughed.