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Jiang Chengming was originally paying attention to the fat relics in the blood mist, and now that he has completed the Jindan, he is only one chance away from turning Yuan Yang into pure Yang, achieving the position of Yang God and Earth Immortal, and living with heaven and earth, but this line of opportunity has not yet arrived.

At this time, seeing the fat relics flying into the blood mist, I couldn't help but be moved.

"I've been cultivating to reach the realm of human immortal perfection for many years, and I haven't been able to refine that bit of yin in the primordial god for a long time, could it be that my fate can't be in this red moon tide?"

Feeling the vibration of the primordial spirit, he couldn't help but secretly guess in his heart.

Seeing that although the fat relic continued to roar and scream in the blood mist, he was always able to maintain his figure, and his momentum was gradually improving.

This made Jiang Chengming more determined in his conjecture.

Although his physical body is inherently inferior to the fat remains, he has been refining his physical body with Jindan Dan Qi for many years, and he has already refined his physical body to be mixed.

Now seeing the situation of fat left in the blood mist, the thoughts in my heart can no longer be suppressed.

The catastrophe of heaven and earth, for all living beings, is both a calamity and a blessing, if you can't grasp the opportunity and miss it, it will be a wrong step, a wrong step, so Jiang Chengming did not hesitate, and ordered Jiang Yanxun and Jiang Wuyi to say a few words, and wanted to fly towards the blood mist shrouded in the sky.

Before he got up, he saw Qinglian, where Qingyang was, pulling down huge blood mist divine pillars, which made him couldn't help but be shocked.

Qingyang is now cultivating the innate primordial reincarnation through success, turning into the innate spirit Dao body, which is also unique in the history of Shennong Pavilion for thousands of years, and it is related to the luck of Shennong Pavilion.

To know that an innate deity is out of Shennong Pavilion, how much luck will that bring? Although Qingyang, the innate spirit Dao body, is an acquired day, it also carries a piece of heaven and earth luck, which plays a huge role in Shennong Pavilion to survive the future catastrophe.

Therefore, Jiang Chengming forcibly suppressed the urge to fly into the blood mist to find his own enlightenment opportunity, and came to the sky above the Bachuan Huiyun Blessed Land, where the huge blood mist divine pillar fell from the sky and was continuously refined by the green lotus, and the rich black qi was eliminated by the green lotus refining, while the vast and simple power of creation was absorbed.

When Jiang Chengming saw this, he put his heart at ease, and sighed in his heart, "Sure enough, he is the son of luck, and he has such an opportunity, that Qinglian has now evolved to the eighth grade, looking at this, it is not a problem to achieve the ninth grade Qinglian, it is comparable to the spiritual root of heaven and earth, Qingyang is conceived with this, and the future achievements are really immeasurable." ”

It's just that Qingyang's fate can't be copied by anyone, otherwise Shennong Pavilion has cultivated the Innate Yuan Fetal Reincarnation Sutra for thousands of years, and only two people in Qingyang have succeeded.

Seeing that Qingyang was safe and well, and he had benefited a lot, Jiang Chengming strengthened his conjecture even more, and saw that the four daughters of Qingyang on the edge of Linghu Lake had all cast Dao foundations at this time, and they were full of Dao qi, even if they were placed among the genius disciples of Shennong Pavilion, they were extremely rare cultivation seeds, and they couldn't help but be happy for Qingyang in their hearts.

After no longer delaying, after telling the elders and disciples about his conjecture, he flew into the blood mist.

As for whether others are willing to enter, that's their business, although he is the supreme sect, but he can't force others, the cultivator is himself, as the head of the sect, he will inform the disciples of the possible opportunities in the blood mist, and he has fulfilled his responsibility, as for how the disciples of the sect choose, he, the head of the sect, cannot be forced.

Flying into the sky, Jiang Chengming saw that everything in front of him disappeared, only endless golden light shone towards him.

In that golden light, the ancient divine court appeared in front of him, and in that divine court, an ancient god was waiting respectfully in the divine court, and in front of the god, an imperial throne full of innate divine fire was high above the divine court, as if waiting for his master to come.

Jiang Chengming walked into the divine court, only to see countless gods respectfully saluting him, full of worship and respect, as if Jiang Chengming was their king, their heaven, and their way.

At this time, Jiang Chengming had forgotten that he was the head of Shennong Pavilion, and in his consciousness, he was the master of the Divine Court, the Emperor of Heaven respected by all the heavens, known as Emperor Yan, and the emperor born in the fire.

He walked slowly towards the imperial throne above the divine court, and with every step, all kinds of visions were born, the sky was falling, the golden light was flying, and the charm of the boundless avenue was manifested, and every step seemed to be the birth and death of a world and an era.

Jiang Chengming only felt that he was the embodiment of the avenue between heaven and earth at this time, the sun and moon, stars, mountains and rivers, grass and trees, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, all under his control.

The five virtues around it circulate, and the fire virtue is respected.

The divine court is vast, like a vast world, and Jiang Chengming walks in it, as if he has walked through a thousand worlds.

Finally, he walked in front of the throne, only to see that the throne was made of innate fire jade, and there was boundless majesty on it, as if the avenue of fire had appeared.

But at this time, in the face of this boundless avenue, Jiang Chengming was unfazed, as if this avenue of fire was born and existed by him.

He turned, and the gods stood in between, waiting for him, the God Emperor, to sit down.

He looked around, the five emperors of Taiwei stood in front, each wearing an imperial robe, extremely majestic, among which the green emperor Lingwei was wearing a cyan god emperor robe, surrounded by green dragons behind him, between a smile and a smile, like spring rain moistening the earth, all things rejuvenated.

The Red Emperor's red crossbow was wearing a red fire god robe, and a round of the sun above his head shone on thousands of worlds, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Bird sang for a long time in the great day.

The Yellow Emperor's robe is earthy yellow, showing boundless dignity, surrounded by auspicious rays, and unicorns running.

The White Emperor stroked the white tiger with his hand, the sharp spirit was pressing, and the golden evil spirit rose to the sky, as if there was a battle of ten thousand spirits.

Black Emperor Ye Guangji was wearing the robe of Emperor Xuanshui Yunzhang, sat down with Xuanwu head high, and the four orders in his hands were displayed to destroy the gods, his eyes were deep, and between opening and closing, everything was silent.

After the Five Emperors of Taiwei, there are also the Four Seasons Divine Monarch and the Heavenly Star Gods, each showing boundless divine might, making the entire divine court solemn and majestic.

Jiang Chengming looked at the scene in front of him and nodded slightly, he is the lord of the heavens and all worlds, in charge of the Great Dao, ruling the masses, and now the gods in the divine court are in their own positions, combing the heavens and all the worlds, and the merits are immeasurable.

Nodding, he put his hand on the throne, and was about to sit down and discuss important matters with the gods.

At this time, a roar came from nowhere, like a scream of a demon spirit crawling out of the ancient demon ruins, which hit Jiang Chengming's heart.

He was furious at this time, and shouted angrily, "Where is Xiaoxiao, dare to be presumptuous in the court of the gods, and the gods will capture me!" ”

The voice was wide, like the sound of the Great Dao, resounding through the divine court.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Chengming was about to sit down, but he suddenly felt his scalp tingle, he was the God Emperor of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, how could he feel like this, he was horrified in his heart, and looked at the gods of the Divine Court, but he couldn't help but feel like earth.