A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

"Although it won't stop at the sixth realm, the hope of the seventh realm is still slim!"

Jiang Chen looked at Jiang Xuening, and said word by word.

He knew very well that once Jiang Xuening integrated the decades of luck of the northern Taoist school.

Then in the future, it will no longer be able to get rid of the relationship with the northern Taoism.

But judging from the present, the northern Taoists can only maintain the emergence of two seventh-level powerhouses at most.

If Jiang Xuening wanted to step into the seventh realm in the future, it would be tantamount to sacrificing an old celestial master.

After all, if Old Heavenly Master Wang hadn't lost the century-old luck of the northern Taoist school before coming here, then the northern Taoist school could still maintain the output of the three seventh-level powerhouses.

But now the northern Taoist school, which has lost a hundred years of luck, is completely unsustainable.

Jiang Chen could only find a way to kill one of them to pave the way for Jiang Xuening.

Jiang Xuening's face was serious when she heard this.

From ancient times to the present, she has never expected to achieve the seventh level.

She always thought that although she was talented, her achievements in the future would only reach the fourth level.

At most, it is only the fifth realm.

Telling herself now that she can achieve the world's unparalleled seventh realm, why doesn't this move her heart.

It's just a heartbeat.

If this seventh realm requires Wang Chonglou to die to fulfill himself.

Then it was what he didn't want to see.

"Is there no other way?"

Jiang Xuening looked at Jiang Chen, and asked.

The latter shook his head.

With a long sigh, he said, "The current northern Taoist luck is completely difficult to guarantee that you will reach the seventh level in the future."

"If you integrate the luck of this northern Taoist school, then you will become a member of the northern Taoist school in the future."

"It's not a good thing."

After hearing this, Jiang Xuening's eyes fell on Wang Chonglou.

His face was solemn.

How is this completely different from what Wang Chonglou said when he let himself absorb the luck of the Northern Taoists for decades.

I still remember Wang Chonglou once said that as long as he absorbed the luck of the past few decades, he would be regarded as a complete success on the journey of cultivating immortality.

Future achievements are limitless.

At that time, the northern Taoist school will produce another strong man at the level of a celestial master, who will be able to challenge the Western Buddhism.

It is rumored that Western Buddhism has four seventh-level existences.

However, the northern Taoists now only have two old celestial masters who have half a foot into the coffin.

And they all die soon.

Wang Chonglou knew very well that once he and another old celestial master of Northern Taoism died.

Then the northern Taoists will have no leader.

It is bound to be divided up by other forces.

The reason why Wang Chonglou said that to Jiang Xuening before was because he wanted to find a way for the northern Taoists in the future.

After all, even an idiot can see that the Divine Beast Hall is thriving today.

That's all for the nearly ten sixth-level powerhouses.

There are actually two half-step Eighth Realm existences.

Especially now that Jiang Chen has stepped into the eighth realm in one step!

It also strengthened Wang Chonglou's determination to climb up to the Divine Beast Hall.

"Old Heavenly Master Wang, please tell me that what he said is not true."

Jiang Xuening looked at Wang Chonglou, who was already pale at the moment, and asked aloud.

The latter held the whisk in his hand, and said lightly, "This matter is of great importance."

"Some places are concealed, and it is reasonable."

"But Pindao is right."

"As long as you think about it, let's not talk about the seventh level in the future, even the eighth level is possible."

Immediately, his eyes fell on Jiang Chen.

He said: "Little friend Jiang Chen, Pindao did indeed do some wrong things sometimes."

"But Pindao did this for the sake of the northern Taoists, and also for the sake of China."

"If the poor Taoist dies, is there any up-and-coming star from the northern Taoist school who can take the top spot?"

"Then it will inevitably cause chaos in the north. Once the chaos starts in the north, it will never be a good thing for Huaxia."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Chen frowned for a moment.

Now it seems that Northern Taoism is still able to compete with Western Buddhism and Jiangnan Confucianism despite its superficial appearance.

But that's all based on the fact that the northern Taoist school has two old celestial masters in charge.

Once these two old celestial masters die, the northern Taoists will have no leader!

Northern Taoism is not like Western Buddhism, which has so many strong people.

It's not like Jiangnan Confucianism, who has Confucianist Yan Shenggong who monopolizes Confucian eighth luck.

Moreover, among the up-and-comers of Northern Taoism, there is no one who can catch Jiang Chen's eyes.

Jiang Chen looked at Old Heavenly Master Wang.

Shen Sheng said: "Even so, you should know one thing."

"I have reminded you more than once before this."

"Without my order, don't shoot at the little girl, maybe you forgot."

"I seem to have said one thing, if something happens to this girl, then the existence of your northern Taoist school is dispensable."

"Anyway, China in the future doesn't need your three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism to stand together."

"My Divine Beast Hall can sit in Huaxia and suppress everything in the world!"

Jiang Chen had already spoken, and the sky changed drastically in an instant.

The heavenly gate that had been closed was slowly opened at this moment.

And within the Tianmen at this time, the remaining 78 celestial immortals half-kneeled on the ground.

All of them looked devoutly at the elderly man headed in front of them.

This old man was dressed in luxurious clothes, exuding an indescribably terrifying aura from his whole body.

Just standing inside the gate of heaven is like the posture of an immortal in the sky suppressing everything in the world.

This person is none other than the old God King who entrusted the White God to himself in the bronze gate and then ascended.

At this moment, the old god king gazed at the mortal world.

Facing the 78 heavenly exiled immortals kneeling on the ground behind him, he angrily said: "This king seems to have said that no one is allowed to open the gate of heaven again, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the remaining 78 exiled immortals in the sky changed drastically. Just when they were about to explain, they saw the faces of the old god king pull down instantly.

I saw the old god king waved his hand, and more than a dozen exiled immortals in the sky flew upside down and fell to the ground heavily, spitting blood.

"This king understands your thoughts."

"When Meng Fanchen came outside the gate of heaven and wanted to close the gate of heaven with his own power, you didn't want your fairy art of fishing luck in the world to fail, so you took action to stop it."

"In the end, a total of 81 exiled immortals from the sky fell to the world together, and one person was besieged by 81 people."

"Finally kill him abruptly!"

"You people really don't deserve to be called immortals!"

As soon as the words fell, countless terrifying breaths erupted from the old god king's body.

Directly suppress the rest of the Heavenly Immortals present on the ground.

Spitting out blood, his breath was exhausted to the extreme.

"Old God King, is it wrong to attack these juniors?"