Seeing that the two sides were anxious, the twelve Sword Lake Palace disciples who had changed their breath suddenly had a fierce light in their eyes at this time, and their bodies continued to expand.

In just a few moments, the twelve Sword Lake Palace disciples had become like inflated balloons.

Qingyang looked at the twelve disciples of the Sword Lake Palace who were like balloons at this time, a trace of throbbing flashed in his heart, and a sense of foreboding shrouded his heart.

Qingyang suddenly thought of something, and was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly said, "It's not good, they want to blow themselves up!" ”

As soon as Qingyang's words came out, the rest of the people were shocked.

The twelve disciples of this Sword Lake Palace are all foundation building monks, most of them are in the late stage of foundation building or the peak of foundation building, if they blow themselves up, then I am afraid that none of the Shennong Pavilion and Bimo Sect disciples on the high platform will want to be left.

At this time, Jiang Chengming and Su Linkong, who were on the rostrum, also saw the situation of the disciples of the Sword Lake Palace, and with their eyes, they naturally saw that these disciples wanted to blow themselves up under the control of the demon seed.

At that moment, Jiang Chengming and Su Linkong could no longer care about the dissipation of luck, so they had to come to power to block it.

As soon as the two of them were about to make a move, they were blocked by Xuan Cheng and Zuo Xingyue.

Jiang Chengming and Su Linkong were furious when they saw this, how could they not know the thoughts of these two masters.

For Zuo Xingyue, the twelve disciples on this stage are already wasted, if they can make the Bimo Sect and Shennong Pavilion also receive the same losses because of this, then they will die as they deserve, and if they blow up and kill all the disciples of Shennong Pavilion and Bimo Sect, then although their own Jianhu Palace has lost twelve excellent disciples, it has won the first place in the martial arts, and they can get luck, and the losses can also be mitigated.

And for Xuan Cheng, this martial arts competition, the Eight Immortals Temple is the first to be out, this conference, the loss of the Eight Immortals Temple's luck is a foregone conclusion, if the elite disciples of the other three factions can die on the high platform at this time, then what if they get luck? Without excellent disciples to inherit the Dao system, what is the use of just having luck?

Therefore, at this time, whether it is Zuo Xingyue or Xuan Cheng Lao Dao, it is impossible for Jiang Chengming and Zuo Xingyue to stop it.

"Zuo Xingyue, Xuancheng Old Dao, do you want to help the demon thief kill my Xianmen righteous path disciple?"

Jiang Chengming asked with anger in his eyes, and Su Linkong also looked at the two of them with anger in his eyes.

"Brother Jiang Dao, don't spew blood, we are blocking you, it's not to help the demon thieves, the rules of the four factions fighting for luck for thousands of years, before the winner is decided, outsiders must not interfere, otherwise the luck will dissipate. Brother Jiang Dao, this is the luck of each of the four factions of our party, if you lose this luck, it will definitely make the Dao eliminate the demon rise, and the luck of the demon Dao will rise, that is to help the Demon Dao, so, Brother Jiang Dao, don't make a mistake about yourself! ”

Xuan Chengdao said with a smile on his face.

"What Brother Xuancheng Dao said is reasonable, Brother Jiang Dao, it's not just you Shennong Pavilion and Bimo Sect disciples on the stage, my twelve outstanding disciples of Jianhu Palace are also on the stage, don't Zuo Mou dare to act favoritism, Brother Jiang Dao, Brother Su Dao, the overall situation is important!"

The words of the two of them were so angry that Jiang Chengming and Su Linkong Sumeru Mountain were half red, and Su Linkong said coldly, "What a fairy palm sect, what a righteous and awe-inspiring one, Brother Jiang Dao, Su Mou told you before, although some people are in charge of the fairy way, but their hearts are even more unbearable than the demon way, now you can see it, now, do you still have to care about the friendship of the four factions for thousands of years?" On that stage, there are the best disciples of this generation of you and my two factions, if they fall again, how will you and I continue the Taoism of the two factions? Do you also want to learn from Zuo Xingyue to use his own disciples to kill the disciples of other sects? ”

Before Jiang Chengming could speak, Zuo Xingyue shouted, "Su Linkong, I respect you as the head of the first generation, and you are kind to persuade each other, how can you be so ignorant, how can the thousands of years of rules of the four factions of you and me be destroyed by the lives of a few foundation building disciples." If it is because of your insistence on going your own way, the luck of the Demon Dao will soar, and when the time comes, the Demon will be infected in the Southern Wilderness, what face will you have to take charge of the Great Sect? ”

When Su Linkong heard this, he snorted coldly, did not speak, but raised the staff in his hand, only to see that in an instant, countless poisonous bees swarmed out, attacking Zuo Xingyue and Xuan Cheng.

Seeing this, Jiang Chengming didn't say a word, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, countless divine fires filled his eyes, and the sea of fire filled the sky, enveloping Xuan Cheng and Zuo Xingyue under the sea of fire.

Xuan Cheng and Zuo Xingyue didn't expect that the two of them would do it when they said it, they had no scruples at all, and it was a big move as soon as they came up.

It's just that both of them have been in charge of the Great Sect for many years, and their cultivation has been earth-shattering, and although they are in the sea of fire and shrouded in poisonous bees at this time, they are not panicked at all.

The long sword of Zuo Xingyue flew out and turned into a sword curtain, blocking all attacks from the outside.

And Xuan Cheng's hand floated and sank into a thousand wire nets, protecting himself.

The two of them didn't fight back, they just protected themselves, anyway, as long as they delayed time, and waited until the twelve Sword Lake Palace disciples blew themselves up, it would be a victory.

Seeing this, the remaining Shennong Pavilion elders and Bimo Sect elders flew up, wanting to come to the stage to stop the self-explosion of the disciples of the Sword Lake Palace, but they were stopped by the others of the Sword Lake Palace and the Eight Immortals Temple.

At this time, the masters of all factions who came to watch the ceremony were stunned, they didn't expect such a change to occur in the four factions competition meeting this time, but they were secretly happy in their hearts, because the four factions have always dominated the Southern Wilderness, although they are a little dirty, but in the face of these sects that want to challenge the status of the four factions, they can all do the same thing, making it difficult for other Southern Wilderness Immortal Sects to develop.

Now that the four factions are tearing their faces and fighting, this is a rare opportunity for them.

And if the thirty-six people on the stage can all die on the stage, they want to cultivate it again, how much time will it take, this time difference is their chance, as long as they can cultivate more excellent disciples during this time, then in the next generation, they will not have the opportunity to join the four factions of the Southern Wilderness.

Therefore, at this time, even the sects that were friendly with Shennong Pavilion and Bimo Sect chose to stand by and watch at this time.

The Jianhu Palace and the Eight Immortals audience only defended and did not attack at this time, anyway, as long as these golden pills were dragged down, then the overall situation on the stage would be decided.

Although Jiang Chengming and Su Linkong are extremely angry, they have no way at this time, they are in charge of the same faction as Zuo Xingyue and Xuancheng, and their cultivation is not much different, not to mention that this is the home field of the Eight Immortals Temple, they only defend and do not attack, Jiang Chengming and Su Linkong want to break through their block, it is really difficult.

At this time, the two of them were anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

At this time, on the high platform, the twelve disciples of the Sword Lake Palace were like twelve huge balloons at this time, and they were still expanding.

The disciples of Shennong Pavilion and the Bimo Sect wanted to fly out of the high platform, but this high platform had always been able to go out only if they admitted defeat in the big battle.

Seeing that the twelve meat balls were about to explode, Jiang Yanxun was anxious, and so was Mu Yunfan, this war was about the luck of the two factions, if he admitted defeat here, he was really unwilling, but if he did not admit defeat, many brothers and sisters died here, then his sin was even greater, so seeing that the situation was critical, Jiang Yanxun and Mu Yunfan glanced at each other, and they were about to admit defeat, after all, although luck is important, but if there is no life, then everything is empty talk.