The continuous power of faith converged in the direction of the Sword Palace, constantly pouring on his body, blending into the luck, and also making the filament that had just given birth to the dragon's head produce inexplicable changes.

Jiang Liu felt inexplicable in his heart, but he was also a little surprised.

Suddenly, a group of powerful people emerged who believed in him as a god. Let him sincerely feel that his personality charm has reached a new realm.

Squinting at the Mimoro clan who were coming towards the Seven Peaks, Jiang Liu's thoughts flowed in his heart, and he stared at Xiang Qi Yun again.

The integration of the Nanshan Belt has made the sphere of influence of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect more extensive, and it has also made the luck change extremely quickly.

First the dragon head is outlined, then the neck, the collarbone. The upper body formed is a human body, but the surface is covered with a thin layer of substance that looks a little moist and soft, as if it were scales.

Then there are the legs, about a micron filament, building their own bodies. It was a fascinating scene, and Jiang Liu was drawn into it.

Finally, from the end of the vertebrae, a short tail extends.

When the appearance of luck was presented in front of Jiang Liu's eyes, his eyes widened. Because of this body, he felt inexplicably familiar.

Suddenly, Jiang Liu reacted.

The appearance condensed by the luck was exactly the same as that of the Zhongshan God in this great barren mountain! This surprised him so much that he even began to speculate.

"Why is the initial state of luck the same as that of the Zhongshan God?"

"What kind of secret does the Zhongshan God have?"

There are countless mountain gods and river gods born from the mountains and rivers in this world, and they all have strange appearances, some have human heads and animal bodies, some have animal heads and human bodies, and some are even simply a stone. It's hard to imagine.

But the gods who show the dragon's head are extraordinary. The dragon is a divine beast, with unpredictable power, and it is almost impossible to form a mountain god with a dragon's head.

His eyes flickered, and Jiang Liu quietly watched as his luck changed.

After taking on the appearance of a body similar to that of the god of Zhongshan, the gossamer continued to grow, and as time passed, it gradually reached the size of a millimeter, which can already be seen with the naked eye.

At this time, Jiang Liu also felt a guide in the dark, reminding him of the connection with the gossamer of luck.

With a thought, this one-millimeter-sized gossamer suddenly dissipated into the void and merged into the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

Qi luck is mysterious and mysterious, it can show a concrete appearance, and it can also be blended into the landscape, plants, trees, jade, and even animals of the sect to hide itself.

Today's luck gossamer is still small, Jiang Liu still can't feel its effect, and even the body is not complete, and his eyes can't be opened, but his growth is also visible to the naked eye.

The Mimoro clan spans mountains and rivers and jungles. The yellow sand on his head attracted the attention of the disciples of the Sword Sect all the way.

But with the Decree in hand, they did not act rashly, but quietly watched as this mysterious group knelt down and marched forward, carrying out their own worship rituals.

At the same time, on the Tuomi Plain, not far from the Great Wilderness Mountain.

It is a vast plain area, bordering the Great Wilderness Mountains and extending beyond. On it, wild horses, wolves, and lions are all over the place, always interpreting the law of the jungle in nature and life.

The vast plain area has a suitable climate, and naturally there are countless human beings gathered here, who divide the area and live comfortably.

On the Tuomi Plain, there are about thirteen cities, each of which is inhabited by tens of millions of human beings, and it is extremely prosperous and lively.

Located behind the thirteen cities, a hundred miles to the east, the terrain is slightly higher, and under the breeze, a large-scale, imposing, and flame-like red palace group emerges.

This is the station of the branch sect of the Dahuang Immortal Sect!

This place is not far from the Great Wilderness Mountain, only about 5,000 miles of land, and those who have cultivated deeply can cross the plain and reach the Barren Mountain in a very short time.

The Tuomi Plain, the thirteen cities, also belong to this branch of the Great Huang Immortal Sect.

Immortal cultivators are high up, either in the form of an imperial dynasty or an immortal sect, ruling the mortals of this world. They may be detached, but the necessary resources will still be contested.

A large number of mortals is also a crucial link in it.

The same is true of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, and there are nearly eight million mortals living on the five hundred miles of land in the West Mountain Belt.

On weekdays, collecting resources and recruiting disciples is generated from this large number of mortal bases. Of course, these things are also handled by the disciples, and Jiang Liu will not touch them.

As the scale of the sect expands, the details and rules will naturally increase, which is a matter of course.

In a way, the status of the Immortal Cultivator Sect is transcendent, and in the eyes of mortals, it is a high ruler.

Unlike immortal cultivators, mortals also have their own civilization. Developed, civilization is prosperous, literature and Taoism are prosperous, mortals are also extraordinary, and low martial arts are popular. Backward, such as wild areas, gather in the form of tribes, and still live a life of slash-and-burn.

At this moment, in the branch of the Great Huang Immortal Sect, in the flame-shaped palace at the highest point.

"Give up the Great Wilderness Mountain, and give up the luck of Hongmeng to others?"

"What is Nangong Taihuang doing?

A cold voice sounded, and the figure sitting in the depths of the palace had a sneer on his face, and his expression was extremely dissatisfied.

He is in charge of this branch of the Tuomi Plain, and the Great Wilderness Mountain is planned by Nangong Taihuang. I thought that with Nangong Taihuang's identity, strength, and luck in the Great Wilderness Mountain, it was just a matter of easy reach.

But I didn't expect that when things developed to this day, the other party would actually give up the treasure in his hand to others.

"Elder Teng, the sect doesn't want to hear your complaints, nor does it want to hear any news of disharmony between you and other disciples. ”

A deep voice sounded, in which there were no unwanted emotional fluctuations.

"I'm just here to pass on the headquarters order, to do or not to do, it's up to you to choose. ”

"Of course, if you don't want to make a move, the sect will naturally send others to do it. ”

Teng Ming frowned, and he said in a condensed voice: "What do you need me to do?"

"The news that Nangong Taihuang reported back to the headquarters shows that in the Great Wilderness Mountain, among the sect called the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, there is an incredibly powerful existence, and it is initially suspected that its strength is above the Transformation God Realm. ”

Therefore, the implementation of the hundred-year-old Second Qi Luck God Plan, announced a temporary suspension, and preliminarily decided that with this person, Hongmeng Qi Luck can also make concessions. ”

But the specific degree depends on its strength. ”

"Your task is to test how strong this person is. ”

After a pause, the voice said again.

"Also probe, the accuracy of Nangong Taihuang's news, if the facts do not match, then consider it separately, and at the appropriate time, assist Nangong Taihuang to dominate the Great Barren Mountain, and then shape the luck of the gods. ”

"Open the second luck god of the Great Huang Immortal Sect!"

The words ended here, and Teng Ming's eyes were gloomy.

"Let me help him? It's just an out-of-body stinky boy!

"Damn. ”

"Isn't it the grandson of the teacher? what's the big deal!"

He's sour!