The Ancient Wine and Sword Immortal: I become stronger when I drink!

"Brother Yuanshi Taoist, please come to visit us."

The figure of Saint Zhunti appeared in Yuxu Palace.

The back of Yuanshi Tianzun is facing Zhiti. He is tall, deep and unpredictable.

He stood there like a tall god surrounded by stars, worshiped by all the gods, with fairy light wafting all over his body, and the huge aura of a saint flowing.

"You are defeated!"

The voice of Yuanshi Tianzun sounded.

"Tongtian's Killing Immortal Sword Formation is so powerful that only the Four Saints can't break it. It's normal for me to lose. Are you sure you can break the formation?" Saint Zhunti's face darkened.

Yuanshi Tianzun slowly turned around, his face majestic, showing his vigor: "I can't break it either. However, I won't be as stupid as you and fall into the Immortal Killing Sword Formation."

"You!" Saint Zhunti was furious.

A joke appeared on Yuanshi Tianzun's face: "The Zhuxian Sword Formation must be broken by the Four Saints. But that means falling into the formation. As long as he does not enter the formation, Tongtian can only use the Zhuxian Sword Formation as four peerless killing swords. That is Only you two arrogant fools would fall into the Killing Immortal Sword Formation."

"Yuanshi! Originally we planned to join forces with you to deal with Jie Jiao, but it seems that you have no sincerity. Then you can go against Jie Jiao alone. I want to see what methods you have." Saint Zhunti said loudly .

"Join forces? If you, the Two Saints of the West, had not been defeated by Tongtian, would you have been so kind as to come to me to join forces?" Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, and his aura suddenly surged, "Only the weak will join forces! And the strong will not bother to join forces! I It is Pangu’s authentic sect, and it adheres to Pangu’s soul, so why should we join forces with you!”

He turned his back to Saint Zhunti again and said, "Zhunti, go back. You are not welcome here."

"Okay! You will regret it!" Saint Zhunti was extremely angry and disappeared from the place.

Soon, he returned to the Great Thunder Sound Hall of Mount Xumi.

"Junior brother, how are you?" Saint Jieyin felt a chill in his heart when he saw Saint Zhunti's expression.

Saint Zhunti immediately described Yuanshi Tianzun's attitude in detail.

The saint who received the invitation showed a sad look on his face.

How can this be good?

Saint Zhunti showed a sneer on his face and said: "Brother, there is no need to worry. I think Yuanshi seems to have the confidence to deal with Jiejiao from nowhere, so let them fight! When they fight, both sides will be hurt, we, the two saints of the West, Go out and pick peaches again! Now, it’s just a matter of keeping a low profile for a few days and letting Jie Jiao be arrogant for a few days.”

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Jinao Island.

Biyou Palace.

Leader Tongtian stood in the palace, looking at a white jade pillar that was a hundred feet high. It was hollow in the middle and had scales on it. From bottom to top, it was about twenty-five feet in gold. The golden aura was slowly rising upwards.

"In just a few days, my luck as a disciple has increased by five feet, reaching twenty-five feet!" Leader Tongtian sighed with emotion.

In the main hall, there are also the Holy Mother of Jinling, Holy Mother of Wudang, Wuyunxian, Qiushouxian, Lingyaxian, Jinhuxian, Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Bixiao, Qiongxiao, Luo Xuan, Lu Yue... many disciples of the Jiejiao sect. .

Mother Jin Ling smiled and said: "Junior Brother Lin is indeed powerful. He first founded Mahayana Buddhism, and then ordered the demon master Kunpeng to gather the remnants of the demon clan and reunite the demon clan. Part of the destiny of Mahayana Buddhism and the demon clan has entered the Jie Sect. On Qi The luck is so great that I can be called the best in the world!"

"It's a pity that I, the Jiejiao, don't have the treasure to suppress luck. Otherwise, plus the luck that has been lost over the years, my Jiejiao's luck will be thirty feet high!" said the leader of Tongtian Cult.

This white jade pillar was refined by him under the guidance of Saint Taiqing. It is an acquired treasure and has some slight effect of condensing luck. Of course, it is definitely not as good as the treasures of major sects that suppress luck, but it is better than No good.

In addition, this white jade pillar can measure the level of luck. One foot of luck is equivalent to a lotus flower in the luck pond of Western religions.

Everyone was slightly silent.

Suppress your luck!

This is a heavy topic in Jiaojiao.

Other great sects have magic weapons to suppress luck, suppressing and solidifying it, and the luck feeds back to every disciple of the great sect. This feedback is reflected in the disciple's cultivation speed, understanding, probability of breakthrough, etc.

Although Jiejiao's luck is strong, there is no magic weapon to suppress his luck. It is like a flash in the pan, and his luck cannot last long.

Everyone opened their mouths, but they didn't know how to comfort the Tongtian Cult Leader.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit joked: "Teacher, maybe Junior Brother Lin will bring you a magic weapon to suppress your luck soon."

The leader of Tongtian Cult waved his hand and said: "Lin Fan is very good and has great potential. But this kind of magic weapon that suppresses luck can only be found and cannot be found. There are countless in the world, and most of them have owners. Lin Fan cannot change it out of thin air. come out."

Sudden.

The leader of Tongtian Cult frowned, waved his sleeve, and grabbed a green-black feather that looked like a long sword and was flying quickly to Jin'ao Island.

"This is... Kunpeng's Feather!"

Wu Yunxian suddenly recognized the origin of the feather owner and was a little surprised.

Isn't the demon master Kunpeng gathering the remnants of the demon clan and reuniting the demon clan under Lin Fan's orders?

Why did he send feathers?

I saw a figure of a fat old man flying out of Kunpeng's feathers, which was obviously a brand of divine consciousness.

"My Lord, this old slave is incompetent and was attacked by the Four Holy Beast Tribes in Zhaoyao Mountain. Please Lord, take action!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the brand of divine consciousness immediately dissipated.

"What! Kunpeng was ambushed by the Four Holy Beast Tribes! Haven't the Four Holy Beast Tribes lived in seclusion for many years, ignored worldly affairs, rarely showed up, and were extremely low-key? Why did they come to this muddy water!"

Everyone was extremely surprised.

"No need to ask! It's Yuan Shi who is against me!" Master Tongtian said gloomily, "This bastard saw that my disciple was going to reunite the monster clan, so he obstructed it and promised some benefits to the Four Saint Beast Clan to let them come and help."

"Teacher! We have to save him no matter what! Kunpeng is Junior Brother Lin's mount, and he is also Junior Brother Lin's spokesperson in the demon clan. If he falls, it will be the face of Junior Brother Lin, and the face of my teacher! I beg Teacher You let me take action!" Zhao Gongming said.

"Yes! I also want to rescue!" Wu Yunxian stepped forward.

"I am willing to follow Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Wuyunxian!" Qiu Shouxian said.

"Fight back! Let him know that our Jie Jiao is not someone to be trifled with!" Jin Guangxian said.

Everyone was shouting loudly and their opinions were extremely unanimous.

"Go!" said the Tongtian Cult Leader.

"Thank you teacher!"

"Thank you teacher!"

"Thank you teacher!"

A series of escaping lights exuding a tyrannical aura rose up from the top of Jin'ao Island and flew to Zhaoyao Mountain. The most powerful ones were the three quasi-sage powerhouses, Jinling Holy Mother, Wu Yunxian, and Zhao Gongming. Their auras were like rainbows, crossing the sky.

Countless powerful people from ancient times were alarmed, walked out of the cave, and looked up at the sky.

What makes the powerful Jie Jiao come out in full force!

Some people quickly pinched their fingers to calculate the secrets.

Some asked their friends to find out about the movements of strong men.

The west.

In the whirling pure land.

A dharma image rises.

The Buddha's light shines universally, illuminating the world in all directions.

Taoist Duobao walked out of the Pure Land and headed straight to Zhaoyao Mountain.

"I am Senior Brother Jie Jiao. How can you go to Zhaoyao Mountain without me!"