"Arrogance is the most terrifying enemy. Yun Zhongjun was indifferent for a long time before he slowly raised his gaze and looked at the great fairy of the peach branch.

"Dare to ask the great fairy, what can I do?"

"Your Majesty's cultivation is not as good as Gonggong, and you must use the power of this magic circle to resist Gonggong. ”

"Therefore, the power of this circle must not be dispersed to deal with other witches. ”

"When Gonggong came to West Kunlun, it was impossible to come alone, and those witches who came with him could only ask Mr. Yun to stop them. ”

Under normal circumstances, the existence of this weak water river is enough to stop all the witches under the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so that those ordinary witches can only look at the West Kunlun on the other side and sigh.

But this time, it will be the Ancestor of Water Witch Gonggong who will bring those witches here - when it comes to the control and control of the water flow, this Water Ancestor Witch Gonggong will definitely not be under anyone else, Yun Zhongjun suspects that after the arrival of the Gonggong, he can even forcibly use his own control of the water flow without refining this weak water river, cut off this weak water river, and open up a channel for those ordinary witches to come and go from this weak water river.

"Without the power of the Taizhen Daoist to contain the Gonggong, the moment we met, the Gonggong would be able to kill me and then take away the authority of this weak water river. ”

"If I hadn't restrained the influence of the Gonggong on this weak water river, then the Gonggong would have been able to open a passage from this weak water river and lead those ordinary witches into the West Kunlun, so that the Taizhen Daoists who had to be distracted from these ordinary witches would either abandon this West Kunlun and leave, or they would fall into this West Kunlun. ”

In other words, between me and the Taizhen Daoist, it is not that I unilaterally seek her protection, but that I and her are interdependent and interdependent. ”

After thinking about this clearly, Yun Zhongjun felt a little relieved in his heart - in this way, he didn't have to worry about being abandoned by the Taizhen Dao people in this battle.

"Yun Zhongjun is here!"

"The Great Fairy only has to return to His Majesty Taizhen, but as long as Yun Zhongjun still breathes, he will never let any witch except the Twelve Ancestral Witches interfere with the battle situation between His Majesty Taizhen and Gonggong. Yun Zhongjun said solemnly towards the Great Fairy of the Peach Branch.

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After communicating, Yun Zhongjun once again sank his qi into this weak water river.

As soon as he hooked his hand, on the weak water river, a wave jumped onto his left hand, and on his right hand, there was a cloud of water from the heavenly river rippling back and forth.

When Yun Zhongjun tried to bring the two waves together, a violent conflict emerged from these two waves, and then, the weak water of Kunlun collapsed under the erosion of the water of the heavenly river, leaving only a faint wisp of turbidity of the earth to dissipate between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Yun Zhongjun didn't think it was strange.

Although this weak river originated from the Heavenly River, after the formation of this weak water river, the turbidity of the earth surged upward, and the water of this weak water river was mixed into one, and now the water of this weak water river and the water of the heavenly river are already fundamentally different from each other.

Even without authoritative coverage, it is difficult for two different rivers to merge.

But in fact, the authority of the Tianhe River is imposed on the body of Yunzhongjun, and the authority of the weak water is still being nurtured, so the two rivers are forcibly gathered in one place, and it is naturally the water of the Tianhe River that swallows the weak water of Kunlun.

Of course, if the authority of Kunlun's weak water is also bred, then if these two rivers converge in one place, they will naturally collapse in pairs.

"Gonggong!" After a moment, Yun Zhongjun dispersed the water of the Heavenly River in his hand and began to think about the battle that would take place next.

Under normal premise, when it comes to controlling the flow of water, Yun Zhongjun is definitely not comparable to the ancestor of water—in any water flow, as long as the authority of this water flow has not been refined, then when Gonggong appears in front of this water flow, he can control the river waters in front of him with his own control of the water flow.

However, this weak water is different from other rivers after all.

The development of weak water has the credit of Yun Zhongjun.

The source of the weak water is the heavenly river controlled by Yun Zhongjun.

In addition, the authority in the weak water is being conceived, and in the entire weak water, there is the qi of Yun Zhongjun - when the authority of the weak water has not been successfully conceived, Yun Zhongjun can use his own qi to act on behalf of the authority.

With the guards of the Kunlun Circle, Yun Zhongjun will not fall into the hands of Gonggong the moment he sees Gonggong, and then rely on the mystery of this weak water itself, as well as the Taizhen Dao people's containment of Gonggong, then compared to the control and competition for this weak water, Yun Zhongjun may not lose to Gonggong, the ancestor of water, of course, the premise of all this is that Taizhen Dao people can contain Gonggong in strength, so that he has no chance to withdraw from Yun Zhongjun.

Otherwise, no matter how advantageous Yun Zhongjun's control of this weak water is, when the power of Gonggong Taiyi Daojun is overwhelmed, Yun Zhongjun will either hide in the starry sky through the door to the starry sky, or he will have to die under the power of Taiyi Daojun.

"Gonggong!" when the name echoed in Yun Zhongjun's mind, it always made him feel a sense of panic.

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"What a heavy calamity!" In the weak water, Yun Zhongjun looked at the luck above his head with the Qi Hope Technique, and his brows were furrowed.

Under the Qi Hope Technique, the luck on the top of Yun Zhongjun's head was almost completely soaked by the gray-black calamity.

In the gray-black calamity, there was a nine-headed dragon head that was entwining the Yun Zhongjun's Qi Fortune Heavenly Pillar, and wantonly biting on it, as if it was about to bite off the Heavenly Pillar.

"Life and death. Yun Zhongjun sighed.

Ever since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he had never seen such a strong calamity aura appear on his body—even when the Dragon Han Tribulation came, all the cultivators between heaven and earth were haunted by calamity qi, and at that time, the calamity qi that was lingering on him was only half of what it was at this time.

There is no doubt that the largest part of the source of the calamity that is entangled in Yun Zhongjun's body must be the Gonggong who was alarmed by the opening of this weak water river!

However, when Yun Zhongjun set aside the calamity that was entangled in him and saw his luck pillar clearly, Yun Zhongjun's mood suddenly became invigorated again.

Between this heaven and earth, there are mysteries in gains and losses, how much chance there is, how much risk there will be, but vice versa, as long as it is not a brainless decision, then how much risk you have experienced, how much benefit you can naturally get - the more so, the more it can reflect the mystery of Zixiao Palace.

The chance in Zixiao Palace is the only opportunity to get great benefits, and there is no need to take any risks - of course, after Zixiao Palace, the twelve ancestral witches who blocked the door cannot be counted among them.

Just like Yun Zhongjun this time, he has to face Gonggong, the ancestor of water who has achieved Taiyi, what he is facing is an unprecedented risk, and after successfully passing the risk, what he gets is naturally an unprecedented benefit.

In Yun Zhongjun's gaze, although the Pillar of Fortune was crumbling under the bite of the nine-headed evil dragon, when the Pillar of Fortune was crumbling, there were wisps of purple gas, lingering in the place where it was bitten by the nine-headed evil dragon, and it was necessary to follow the scars on the pillar of heaven and merge into the pillar of heaven Although the purple was extremely thin, between the pillar of fortune and the gray and black nine dragons, this thin purple qi was extremely obvious- Yun Zhongjun was extremely sure that the incomparably thin purple mist in front of him was the first pass for the Immortal Golden Immortal to ascend to Taiyi, Ziyun.

In Yun Zhongjun's memory, between heaven and earth, except for those innate saints, he had never seen ordinary acquired souls possess this purple fortune - unless there was an innate spirit treasure on the body of those acquired souls.

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"It's coming!" Yun Zhongjun sank to the Sun Moon Lake for the second time Less than a year, nine enlightened voices sounded in this West Kunlun, so that all the Kun Daoists in West Kunlun were shocked.

The roots of the innate peach spirit root then spread out in all directions, forming one after another treehouses the size of fists.

A large group of thumb-sized flower essences hid in the treehouses in an orderly manner.

These flower essences are a unique kind of creatures in West Kunlun, according to the Kun Daoists of West Kunlun, these flower essences are born when the innate peach spirit root blooms, feeling the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and is very good at cultivating spiritual roots and spiritual grass, however, these flower essences can only stay in this West Kunlun, once they leave, they will die in an instant.