"I've seen all the immortals!"

"The world doesn't have to be like this!"

Ji Fa stepped forward to pay respects, but the immortals did not want to accept this salute, so they turned sideways, and the person who lit the lamp said: "I have a feeling that the phoenix is singing in Qishan, and the holy lord has come to the world, and I am here to set things right." ”

Look at this tone, not to mention helping each other, it is directly setting things right.

This is not over, the lantern burning Taoist looked at the nine-tailed fox, frowned slightly, and the glazed ancient lamp in his hand shone brightly and sprinkled down.

"You!"

The nine-tailed fox never expected that this exposition would be so domineering, and he would clear the scene as soon as he appeared, even more exaggerated than Yuan Hong.

After all, Yuan Hong still has a saying, the people who burn the lamp don't even bother to say half a word, they are directly in the posture of collecting demons, and their attitude is condescending to the extreme.

However, she did not want to directly clash with the immortals of the Sect, so she hurriedly pulled the tiger skin to make a big banner and said, "Wait, I am also on the orders of the mother to assist Allah!"

However, the people of the Burning Lamp Dao did not eat this set at all, and the glazed ancient lamp emitted a millimeter of light, illuminating thousands of worlds and spreading towards the nine-tailed fox.

Not to mention that he is the pinnacle power of the mixed yuan, and in terms of identity, he is the deputy sect leader of the exposition sect, and he has the Yuan Shi Tianzun as a backer, in the torrent of humanity, how can he back down?

"Lie to me too much!"

The nine-tailed fox had no way to retreat, his eyes were filled with anger, and the five-colored divine light brushed out, not only sweeping away the brilliance, but also pointing directly at the glazed ancient lamp.

The person who lit the lamp sighed lightly, he never expected that this little fox would have such a ability, and when he missed the opportunity, the five-color divine light shining Xingchi was actually difficult to stop.

He was not flustered, the glazed ancient lamp was spinning, his hands were folded, and a golden light rippled out of his body, and a golden body faintly appeared in the lamp, holding a delicate pagoda in his hand, and went to the five-color divine light cover.

This method is similar to Yuan Hong's out-of-body experience, but it is much more subtle, and there is an omnipresent and all-pervasive power of light.

"What a weird supernatural power!"

The nine-tailed fox flower was pale, and as soon as the divine light of her envoy came into contact with the pagoda, she had an uncontrollable urge to take refuge in it.

Yuan Hong is full of brute strength, straight to the point, and can still deal with it, this lamp-burning Dao is profound, and she is also the head of his family, with her humble cultivation, it is too much to drag down the play of divine light, and no matter how whimsical she is, she can't show it.

Just when the nine-tailed fox secretly said that he was afraid that he would be planted this time, the five-colored divine light suddenly turned, and with an incredible, natural and wonderful arc, it not only avoided the suppression of the Linglong Pagoda, but also directly brushed on the core of the golden body.

Boom!

A sound like a clash of gold and iron sounded, and the body of the Burning Lamp Daoist shook slightly, and he looked at the nine-tailed fox for the first time, and asked, "What kind of magical power is this?"

And the nine-tailed fox felt that the difficulty of control had dropped a notch out of thin air, which was more in line with her realm, and she was overjoyed, arrogantly did not answer, and rushed towards the golden body again.

The person who lit the lamp didn't dare to hold it up, and the body took out a Qiankun ruler and laid it down from afar.

This thing contains the five elements of yin and yang, measuring heaven and earth, and is a first-class magic weapon, but it is restrained by the power of the innate five elements, and as soon as it comes into contact, it is brushed into the divine light and disappears.

The person who burned the lamp finally changed color, he relied on his identity, he wanted to expel a little demon clan, but he didn't want to be caught, he never expected to be collected by the other party, he lost face, and at the same time he was angry, he also put away his contempt, not only took out a fairy sword from the body, but also showed six heads and eight arms on the golden body, and killed the nine-tailed fox together.

The nine-tailed fox felt that the divine light was like an arm, but the more he fought, the more confident he became.

The five-colored divine light in her hands did not have the absolute majesty of Kong Xuan's incomparable power, but it was a little more treacherous and clever, and ever-changing and flexible.

Kong Xuan, who was above the heavenly dome, looked at it, his five fingers flashed with brilliance, and he nodded slightly.

The nine-tailed fox fought with Yuan Hong, which was initially recognized by him, and he did not lose the face of the five-color divine light.

Such a unique confrontation, especially when he met the Burning Lamp Daoist, did give him a little more insight that he had never had before.

This exposition of the deputy sect leader is not only what the Taoists have learned, but also the exercises of the Western religion.

In the dark, Kong Xuan felt that he seemed to be related to the Western sect, and took this opportunity to get a glimpse of the reality.

The nine-tailed fox did not disappoint Kong Xuan, the two sides were aggressive, the person who lit the lamp was the lampstand, the heart was the lamp, the wisdom was clear, the lamp was always burning, as if he had used the essence of Western teachings, and still could not break through the barrier of the five-color divine light, and finally retreated, and said: "Niangniang's wonderful hand, the poor Dao is very admired!"

"Well said!

The nine-tailed fox knew that if he continued to fight, he would definitely not be an opponent, and when he saw the other party retreating, he did not get carried away, he was polite on the surface and disdainful in his heart.

Now it's on the mother again, just now when I was ruthless, I just didn't see it, I was condescending and respectful, this kind of cheekiness is ashamed of the power.

The people of the Burning Lamp Dao took it for granted, since the nine-tailed fox had the combat power to return to the Yuan to the realm, even if it only relied on a strange supernatural power, it would have the opportunity to participate in the thin luck of humanity.

The next moment, he bowed his head slightly at the four golden immortals, the heavens and the earth shook, the phoenix shadow aura on Qishan soared, and the originally low morale in the Xiqi army was shocked, and the fighting spirit up and down was high.

This is not some divine channel method, but the result of the five immortals who taught the five immortals to connect their luck with Xiqi.

"I see!"

The nine-tailed fox finally understood why the Burning Lamp Daoist was so strong, and this was the correct way to obtain luck in the torrent of humanity.

For example, the previous scattered monks and the seven monsters of Meishan helped Xiqi's side, just to get gratitude, and then expect to exchange gratitude for rewards, it is too shallow, and the operation of expounding the five immortals is orthodox, once Xiqi is successful, they can be rewarded immediately, and their cultivation will rise.

Subconsciously, the nine-tailed fox also wanted to do the same.

"Wait, why are there only four of the Twelve Golden Immortals?"

But she quickly stopped, hesitating.

Once the luck is connected, it is both prosperity and loss, and it is completely tied to Xiqi's chariot.

According to the number of days that Niangniang said, there is no problem with the destruction of Dashang in the torrent of humanity and Xiqi's replacement, but she always has uneasiness in her heart, and after thinking about it, she is looking at the Su Protector army.

Then she saw that the luck condensed on Su Hu's army was not Yin Shang's Xuanniao, but a dragon and countless black clouds and mist.

That is the luck of the dragon that belongs to Hou Suhu of Jizhou.

There is also the manifestation of the black fog of the slave-owning class.

"In this way, even if this battle is won, what does it have to do with the big business?"

Bystander Qing, she suddenly came to her senses and decided to implement her previous train of thought.

Keep it simple, and the way to get it is simpler.

As for luck and luck, whoever you love will go!