Chapter 159: The Destruction of the Four Sects

The demon fox fell into silence.

The person behind the Tianji Disk... is naturally the Patriarch of Tianji. All powerful men in the world are afraid of that true master.

Even if this person has disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, no one still dares to plot the legacy of Tianji.

Because no one can be sure whether Patriarch Tianji is alive or dead.

After the Tian Ji Pan appeared, the doubts in the hearts of the venerable gods increased again.

"With my strength, even with the body of the Venerable Realm, I can't fight against the True Lord, let alone the Patriarch of Tianji." The demon fox was silent for a long time, and finally said, "High Priest, I hope you can understand this."

"Senior, don't worry. Even if Grandmaster Tianji is still alive, he is trapped somewhere and can't get out for a while. Senior just needs to help me deal with those ordinary venerables." Gu Xiuyun said with a smile.

"I see."

The demon fox nodded slightly, "By using the bloodline path to achieve the realm of the Venerable, and combining it with Taoist secrets, my hope of becoming a True Venerable will be increased by at least 30%. It's worth taking some risks, I promise you."

Venerable Huanming has been revered for two generations, and he has been practicing for a lot longer than Venerable Gengyang. Although he is only in the Second Dilemma, his strength is not inferior to that of the Three Difficulties Venerables such as Tianzhen and Dongchen.

Coupled with the Venerable level bloodline, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary Venerables.

"Thank you, senior."

Gu Xiuyun smiled.

It was already expected that Venerable Huanming would agree to his request.

The blood of the demon god is so precious that it is enough to drive the demon clan master crazy. Not to mention that his request is not high, even if Huan Ming is really asked to resist the real master, the other party may not refuse.

"It will take some time to open the Thousand Worlds of Illusion. The high priest might as well wait until three years later," the demon fox continued, "Geng Yang should have told you that the illusions in the Thousands of Worlds of Illusion will take some time to evolve, and three years is already the fastest speed. ”

"Junior understands."

Gu Xiuyun bowed and clasped his fists, and left Qianbaoshan with the black pig.

Looking at the retreating figure, the demon fox narrowed his eyes.

He was very sure that Gu Xiuyun had more than one portion of demon blood in his hand, at least two. Otherwise, why would he ask him to help sharpen the mind and will of the Black Pattern Golden Dolphin?

…

"Gu Xiuyun, the blood of the demon god is so precious, why did you give it to that old fox for free?"

The black pig lay on his shoulder and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's just the blood of a demon god, and it may not be very precious. Ten thousand years later, three disasters and nine disasters will come. If we can't survive it, everything will become a dream. No matter how many treasures we keep, it will be useless."

Gu Xiuyun shook his head and said, "What's more, with your character, if you don't have the help of Qianshi Illusion,

Don't even think about reaching the realm of the Venerable in this life. "

The road of blood requires extremely high demands on the mind and will. The four demon emperors have gone through disasters and been trapped in the secret realm of time and space. They have tempered their wills for tens of thousands of years, but they have not reached the threshold of the Venerable Realm, let alone the Black Pattern Golden Dolphin?

The black pig curled his lips and seemed a little disapproving.

"That's all, no matter how much I tell you, it's useless." Gu Xiuyun shook his head slightly, too lazy to explain any more.

The black-patterned golden dolphin's current blessing power is enough to suppress his misfortune, but this is only for the moment. With the spread of technological civilization, the cause and effect of contamination will become more and more serious, and the misfortune will also increase.

Sooner or later, the magical power of blessing will fail.

If he wants to continue to suppress his own misfortune, he must increase the strength of the Black Patterned Golden Dolphin as soon as possible. Apart from the Thousand Worlds of Illusion, he can't think of any other way.

"The ninth-grade peak unicorn divine beast, the power of blessing is at least several times greater than it is now. It should be able to survive until three disasters and nine disasters come."

Gu Xiuyun whispered in his heart.

Whoosh!

The cyan figure flew through the void, heading towards the underground abyss.

The four sects of Changli have been resolved, and the most important thing now is to repair the life star chart. With this treasure, you can save your life even when facing the True Lord.

…

The edge of the void land.

The fight between the six Patriarchs lasted for nearly two days and finally came to an end.

Patriarch Shuiyuan was the first to fall. After all, he was facing Patriarch Qinglei, a terrifying existence whose strength was close to the Heavenly Star Realm.

Followed by Baoguang and Lixuan.

After the death of the three ninth-grade ancestors, Qing Lei and others began to destroy the outer divine formations and led their disciples into the depths of the land.

"Qing Lei, which place do you choose?" Patriarch Ice Spirit asked in a playful voice, surrounded by moonlight.

"Weak waterbender!"

Patriarch Qinglei glanced at the Li Kong Sect in the distance, with a trace of reluctance in his expression.

Among the four sects of Changli, Likong Sect is the leader, and has the largest number of spiritual treasures and treasures. Unfortunately, that area has been occupied by Lan Chonghe, and Leiyun Pavilion does not want to confront the divine sect yet.

"Akao, what about you?"

"Moon City."

The red-tailed demon king stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Among the four major sects, Yuecheng is undoubtedly the weakest, but at the same time, it is also the richest. There are tens of billions of miles around, and Yuecheng's shadow is behind countless business alliances.

The demon race is physically powerful, and its cultivation consumes ten times more resources than the human race, so Moon City is naturally the best.

Patriarch Bingling nodded slightly, not at all surprised by this result.

Just when the three Patriarchs were about to disperse, a ray of light passed through the void and flew over.

"Ji Wenting, my junior, has met three ancestors." The light disappeared, revealing the figure of a woman.

"Could it be that the Eight-Eyed Divine Sect stopped us because they wanted to monopolize the benefits of the four Changli Sects?" Patriarch Qinglei glanced at Ji Wenting with a rather dissatisfied look on his face.

If the Eight-Eyed Sect really dared to do this, he would rather risk offending the other party than fight with the priests of the Sect.

After all, Bao Guang, Shui Yuan and others were all solved by them.

The Eight Eyed God Sect eats meat, so the three major sects must drink some soup!

"I dare not," Ji Wenting clasped his fists, "The reason I stopped the three ancestors was to pass on a message for the high priest."

"High priest?!"

The face of the Qinglei Patriarch suddenly became solemn.

There are many high priests in the Eight Eyes Divine Sect, and every priest of the Sun Platform can be called a high priest, but to the outside world, only one person can have this title:

The Taoist who cherishes life - even the Venerable Leiyun is afraid of the existence.

"The high priest hopes that the four sects of Changli can preserve the Taoist tradition. When the seniors take action, try not to affect the juniors below the Douxiao realm. As for the Ruxuan and Shangmiao, let the seniors deal with it." Ji Wenting said respectfully.

"Fellow Taoist who cherishes life is willing to repay evil with virtue and preserve the Taoist tradition of the four sects of Changli?" The Qinglei Patriarch was slightly surprised.

"It's just a small matter. We will pay attention when we take action." The Bingling Patriarch nodded slightly.

"The rise and fall of the human race has nothing to do with our demon race," the Red Tailed Demon King smiled, "I have taken the treasure of Yuecheng, and I don't care about the life and death of those people."

"Thank you, seniors."

Ji Wenting bowed and stepped aside.

Swoosh!

The three ancestors flew to the three major bases with nearly a hundred true realms.

A moment later, the priests of the Divine Religion also flew down and rushed towards the Likong Gate.

Not long after, the sound of fighting rang out again.

But it was much weaker than before. Without the ninth-grade ancestors, the mountain gate formation was like a brick and a dog in front of Qing Lei and others, and could be destroyed with a palm.

In just half an hour, the three major sects were looted, and almost all the practitioners above the Xuan level died.

This scene also happened in the Likong Gate.

The hatred between the Changli Four Sects and the Eight-Eyed Divine Religion was the deepest. When the Divine Religion was destroyed, the Changli Four Sects were the first to turn against it and kill countless Divine Religion priests.

After that, Wuxiangtian was oppressed, and almost every priest and their ancestors were oppressed by Likongmen.

With all the old grudges, the priests of the Divine Religion would naturally not be polite at all. If it weren't for Master Hanling, even those in the early stage of Douxiao Realm would not be able to survive.