After seeing Qin Qingyi's silence again, the corners of Zhao Xianzong's mouth unconsciously hooked up a mocking smile, and he didn't know that he was dying, did he really think that he could be invincible in the world with the addition of variable rules?

With a slight flip of his hands, streamers appeared in Zhao Xianzong's hands, and with the swing of his hands, one after another streamers broke away in all directions.

When these streamers are attached to the little demons in those mountains and forests one by one, they suddenly disappear, but if there is great power again, you will find that this is actually a small formation that forcibly connects the heavens and the earth, the purpose is to forcibly improve the cultivation of living beings, but the disadvantages are also obvious, that is, the living beings who have been forcibly promoted to cultivation are rapidly overdrawing their own vitality, and at the same time consuming their own luck.

This kind of method is generally used by the great power of the golden immortals, but few people use it, because this itself is a means to harm the heavens and harmony, and the killing created will eventually be a cycle of cause and effect, in such a plane with extremely perfect rules, even the saints have to avoid cause and effect, but all those who have supernatural powers and know the number of days will not be like this.

It was because Zhao Xianzong had just used such a method, and Qin Qingyi in his body was shocked and said, "What are you doing?

"Shut up! If you dare to say more without permission, this seat will definitely kill you!" Zhao Xianzong, who was casting a spell, reprimanded.

"Hmph, you ask for more blessings, I hope you don't have to be involved in this king!" Seeing that Zhao Xianzong still let go of the spell, he was not moved at all, and after feeling the heavy killing intent, Qin Qingyi didn't say anything more.

"Go!"

With a slight low shout, hundreds of streamers shot out in all directions, these streamers are all branches of the branch of the tree of life, with the palm of the heavenly bottle in hand, such a heavenly treasure is simply inexhaustible, originally if you want to create some eyes and ears on a large scale, you only need to issue the subsystem, but as the level of the plane is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more powerful monks, Zhao Xianzong does not dare to do this.

You can only use this branch of life as a carrier to continuously forcibly improve the cultivation of these demons, and at the same time, you can also ensure that they will not fall in an instant.

Time flies in a hurry, three years of Zhao Xianzong did not stop, constantly shooting out streamers in all directions, those branches of life carrying simple formations, and constantly looking for carriers, some are creatures with wisdom, some are trees without wisdom, and even more are stones that have not moved for thousands of years.

But there is nothing impossible in this world, only your cultivation is enough!

With the blessing of the power of Zhao Xianzong's law, and the nourishment of the branch of life engraved on it by the formation, millions of demon cultivators were born on the entire Black Wolf Mountain in three years, and these demon cultivators are not only the existence of the first enlightenment of spiritual wisdom, although they are not as good as the immortals, but the fighting methods are not weak at all, because their vitality is simply endless, it seems that they are already on the verge of decay, and their breath is dying, but they are full of vitality and never stop, but this strange state really exists.

Standing with his hands closed, Zhao Xianzong's thoughts moved, and a voice went in all directions: "Go and help this seat explore the entire human world!"

As the voice fell, all the information that Zhao Xianzong wanted was transmitted to the minds of every demon clan that was born, and under the influence of the law of goodness, their loyalty to Zhao Xianzong surpassed everything.

Millions of demon cultivators comparable to heavenly immortals all bent down and shouted in unison as Zhao Xianzong's words fell: "Yes!"

After watching these demon cultivators in his divine consciousness all leave quickly, Zhao Xianzong looked at the distant West and muttered: "Since this heavenly opportunity has been chaotic, this seat may not only want some strange treasures and exercises this time!

Originally, Zhao Xianzong had slowly relaxed his mind about luck, because there has never been a shortage of luck books in the system over the years, and the three major clones have been providing a large number of luck books almost every day during this time, in addition to this, there are still many luck books from other subsystem holders, among which the Soul Heavenly Emperor is the most numerous, and Nalan Yanran and the rest of the holders are second, although they can't feel their situation specifically, but judging from the current situation, it is obviously going very smoothly, because there are some golden immortal powerhouses in these luck books。

From this point of view, their cultivation progress is definitely not weak.

So because of this, he actually does not lack luck books, nor does he lack the power of luck, but when he sent out the black wolf demon king a few years ago, there was a new change in the system, and the system that I thought would not change again suddenly appeared a palace-like pattern, and after Zhao Xianzong's divine sense touched it, he only got a message.

That is: "You need the Great Dao Qi of the Advanced Plane to open the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds!"

Ten Thousand Worlds Palace? Zhao Xianzong couldn't understand what this was, was it a place to collect magic weapons, or was this a magic weapon, just like the Xuantian Palace?

Although he couldn't understand what kind of existence this was, Zhao Xianzong was still excited, because every new change in the system would bring him incredible help, and this time this Ten Thousand Worlds Hall might be the same, and it was precisely because of this that Zhao Xianzong created this million demon cultivators.

Dao Qi Luck and Qi Luck Books are two different existences, and they are also incomparable.

One is an individual, and the other represents the entire plane, and the difficulty can be imagined.

But it's not impossible!

"Maybe as long as you stir up the Journey to the West, and let this human world turn into purgatory, it's your own way!" Zhao Xianzong thought slightly.

"But if that's the case, you're going to be the enemy of the entire plane, and what if something happens to the Great Dao and the saint is born?" Thinking that if he really did this, after leading to the consequences of those irresistible existences, Zhao Xianzong hesitated again.

But this hesitation didn't last long, Zhao Xianzong made up his mind, because he figured out that no matter what he did, he couldn't change the Great Dao, the human race was just one of the hundreds of millions of races, and he didn't have such an important position, so that the Great Dao was moved by him.

The so-called heaven and earth have always been, and all things are one horse, but if one of them is moved, the avenue will not rebound, and he overestimates the status of the human race, and at the same time, he also overestimates his own destructive power.

After laughing at himself, Zhao Xianzong jumped away and headed towards the north, Beiju Luzhou, as the extreme north of the human world, is actually a place where a lot of big demons have been bred, but because of the perennial ice and snow cover here, the follow-up is insufficient, and it is just that it is not famous in the Three Realms.

Breaking through the void, thousands of miles of floating clouds are swept under the feet, and unconsciously people have a sense of pride stirring up from their hearts.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, Zhao Xianzong didn't feel that he remembered the various journeys along the way, when the heart outside the Caomiao Village of Qingyun Mountain came, he had also questioned his own way, but today he was no longer worried, if he didn't come like this, today's self might have turned into ashes long ago, maybe he couldn't get out of the war-torn Republic of China plane, and he couldn't walk the Xiuzhen plane of the weak and the strong.

It's just that when I think of this, I unconsciously emerge in my mind, that white figure, and the voice of questioning on the top of Wudang Mountain that day is still lingering in my ears.

In the haze, Zhao Xianzong seemed to see a white figure standing in front of him, holding a blue long sword, and asked himself with red eyes: "Zhao Xianzong, have you ever had a heart!"

With a palm of his hand, the white figure was suddenly shattered, but the sad color in his eyes seemed to be a little stronger.

No, this is just a mental tribulation, how can a mere mental tribulation be conscious?

After a deep sigh of relief, Zhao Xianzong suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and after dividing the spirit of reason, his emotions were difficult to control, it seemed that he had to speed up, otherwise it would be another big calamity in the long run.

If Taiyi Golden Immortal still comes to the heart calamity, it will be a catastrophe!