On the battlefield, the luck that is invisible to ordinary people is like a pillar of heaven, standing between heaven and earth.

Between the mountains and the sea, there are infinite magnificent waves.

After a while, the mountains overturned, and the pillars of heaven were destroyed.

Debris fell between the mountains and the sea, rolling up endless waves.

Between the splashes of the waves, the light with the incomparable power of the mystery is sprinkled down, like the sun taking away the white dew, so that these waves will fly between the heavens and the earth.

And at this moment, a huge whirlpool appeared in the sky above the ocean, like a ruin that swallowed everything, swallowing all the scattered waves.

On the top of Yun Zhongjun's head, the rain fell like an overwhelming amount of rain, as if it was about to submerge the entire heaven and earth.

In the rain, the nursery has turned into a vast and wanton lake, and the nine-leaf clover is like a lotus, standing in the middle of the lake, dense and flourishing roots, scattered in the water, firmly locking the lake water, greedily devouring the vitality scattered in the lake.

On the nine-leaf clover, the nine leaves were stretched out, and countless runes flickered, surrounding the veins of the leaf that glowed with golden light, and penetrated into the veins.

The golden hairspring, flowing on the veins, gathered on the main stem of the veins, and then, from top to bottom, continued to spread to the rhizome of the nine-leaf clover, and after falling on the rhizome, there were countless derivations, and scattered among each root.

The condensation method and the burning method were both urged by Yun Zhongjun at this moment, and on the ocean and wanton lake, there was an invisible fire that danced, and the luck that could be refined by Yun Zhongjun was turned into the nutrition of the nourishing nine-leaf clover in the burning fire, and the luck that Yun Zhongjun didn't have time to refine, either, at this moment, turned into the fuel of the burning method, or, it turned into a tempting fortune.

The invisible flame burned, as if only for a moment, and it seemed that ten thousand years had passed, and suddenly, one of the dense and luxuriant rhizomes on the nine-leaf clover suddenly turned into a bright gold.

So, the invisible flame was extinguished at this moment, and the sound of the transformation of money was also stopped at this moment.

The water level of the lake was rapidly decreasing, revealing the roots of the nine-leaf clover with a remarkable golden glow.

The army of more than a million falls, their luck, all of them were absorbed by the whirlpool, plus the luck of dozens of fallen mountain gods, and the luck of the Pengyun Mountain Range, which was being engulfed, merged into one and turned into a pouring rain.

Such a huge supplement can't keep up with the speed at which the nine-leaf clover can absorb qi.

Yun Zhongjun didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, all the luck money he had accumulated before was shattered at this time, turning into the nutrition of the nine-leaf clover.

Just when the lake was about to bottom, even the war on the mountain col finally came to an end.

The 500,000 army was encircled, and on the one hand, it had the blessing of military spirit and the response of the army, but on the other hand, it was suppressed by that military spirit.

Between the mountains and the sea, two golden pillars of heaven smashed straight down and fell into the ocean.

The golden waves, splashing, were swallowed up by the whirlpool.

As a result, above Yun Zhongjun's head, there was a little bit of golden light shining in the rain.

At this time, in the lake, the speed of replenishment of lake water and the speed of being absorbed by the nine-leaf clover reached a balance.

Like a lesion, the prominent and bright brilliance spread on the roots of the nine-leaf clover, and soon, the roots of the nine-leaf clover had already turned into a pure golden color, and then, slowly, the golden spread up along the stems and leaves of the nine-leaf clover, to dye the nine-leaf clover, the whole body into a piece of gold.

Golden Luck!

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After the transformation of luck and the complete stabilization, Yun Zhongjun, who was sitting on the platform, slowly opened his eyes.

He himself didn't expect that a war led by him would directly pave his way to achieving a free true immortal.

All the roots of the nine-leaf clover manifested by his essence of fortune have been turned into pure gold, and the lake of luck around the nine-leaf clover, in which the lake water, is also shining with a little golden light rippling out from time to time.

And on the periphery of the lake of luck, the long river of luck drawn by the luck of the Chun'an water system and the Yuntai water system flows around the lake of luck, and there are fish and dragons turning into waterways, connecting the three.

Every time Yun Zhongjun swallows out, some of the luck diffused by the Chun'an water system and the Yuntai water system will be refined by Yun Zhongjun, making the runes on the nine-leaf clover even more unpredictable.

"Sir. At this time, Li Ziming had already returned to Yuntai Water Mansion, and compared to before, Li Ziming's attitude was completely different.

What Yun Zhongjun showed in this battle is worthy of Li Ziming's courtesy.

As for Zhuang Heng, he returned directly to Chun'an Water Mansion, preparing to command the army and launch an offensive against the Cangyun Mountain Range.

When Yun Zhongjun commanded the 500,000 troops of the Yuntai Water System, cooperated with the Chun'an Water System, and entered the Cangyun Mountain Range, the Cangyun Mountain Range was also declared to have fallen.

When the snowball forms and begins to roll, the next thing is an unstoppable avalanche.

When the Immortal Golden Immortals sitting on this battlefield didn't have time to react, the defense line of the Qilin Divine Court completely collapsed under the surprise of the Divine Court.

In just half a month, the situation between the two clans' divine courts has been turned upside down.

In this million miles of circumference, there are exactly twelve Wandering True Immortals who have fallen, and twelve mountain ranges are occupied by the army of the Dragon Clan's Divine Court.

Until the Immortal Golden Immortal who guarded the Qilin Divine Court here, personally took action, and the Immortal Golden Immortal who sat on this battlefield with the Dragon Clan Divine Court, after killing a group, the coalition forces of the twelve water systems were commanded by their respective Water Monarchs, and they were stationed between the twelve mountain ranges, waiting for the Immortal Golden Immortal who was in charge of this place to make the final decision on this battle.

Above the clouds, the wind and rain thundered, wrapped in the surging of heaven and earth's vitality, which lasted for half a month before stopping.

When the war belonging to the Immortal Golden Immortal came to a halt in the clouds, the Qilin Divine Court had already rearranged their defenses.

So this war, in which the total number of troops invested by each other exceeded 10 million, ended in this way.

The Qilin Divine Court retreated the battle line and gave up the twelve mountain ranges, while the Dragon Divine Court pushed the battle line forward and brought the twelve mountain ranges under its control.

The vast stream of water flows between the valleys and cols, branching out one by one, and encircling the twelve mountain ranges in between.

Among the twelve water systems, the mighty luck is rising.