"It makes no sense! Senior Brother Tianyuan is a little bit wrong."

Chong and Taoist were full of questions. No matter how he thought, he could not think of the reason why Taoist Tianyuan was defeated.

He once witnessed that Tianyuan Daojun stood empty-handed and rubbed Jiuling Yuansheng's nine lion heads, and made a braised lion head a chef Taiyi Jinxian make a braised lion head.

Chong and Taoist are not at the level of the Daluo Golden Immortal, and they cannot tell who is stronger and who is weaker. But he feels that even if the Huanglong True Man is stronger than the Nine Spirit Yuan Sheng, the Tianyuan Taoist Lord will not even have no power to fight back.

Taoist Yang Jun beside him saw some tricks.

Taoist Yang Jun played the role of a wise man among the five people. He had long noticed that since the leader of Tongtian Sect set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Taoist Tianyuan has become strange.

Before leaving, Tianyuan Daojun pointed at the mulberry and scolded the gods, saying that the leader of Tongtian was making trouble.

This is absolutely impossible to happen before.

"Senior brother, no matter what you are thinking, don't you know that doing this will damage your own luck?"

Taoist Yang Jun was anxious for Taoist Tianyuan.

Little did he know that Tianyuan Daojun never felt sorry for his luck.

In his opinion, luck is money, money. Making money is used to spend, and accumulating luck is used to consume.

You can earn money when you lose money, and you can gather again when you use your energy. If you lose people, you will lose nothing.

It is a very cost-effective thing to lose some luck and escape from the great disaster.

Even if the current Tianyuan Daojun does not have any luck, as long as he overcomes the great catastrophe of the gods, who can do anything to him?

There are too many negative examples in the prehistoric world. Even though they know that they can't keep their luck, they insist on using their lives to stay, and in the end they lose both luck.

Seeing that Tianyuan Daojun was defeated again, the Dalu of the Jie Sect beat his chest and stamped his feet one by one, and blamed Tianyuan Daojun.

"It's really embarrassing to be a mere outer disciple who dares to fight with the personal disciples of the Syndrome!"

Wuyunxian kept sneering and ridiculing the Taoist Lord Tianyuan.

"You can't say that. Junior Brother Tianyuan is just a small human race, and he can't compare with us at all. He has already achieved the blessing of heaven when he was able to prove Daluo. We should not have too high requirements for Junior Brother Tianyuan."

Jin Guangxian came out to smooth things over and said "good things" to the Taoist Lord Tianyuan. However, his contemptuous expression could not be concealed.

These people look down on Tianyuan Daojun whenever you say something or I say. They are ready to replace Tianyuan Daojun and come on stage immediately.

"Fellow Daoist Tianyuan, I am too heavy to take action. This is the "Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill" refined by meditation. After the fellow Taoist takes it, he can recover his vitality by meditating for a little."

True Man Huanglong was full of guilt. He felt a little guilty when he saw that Tianyuan Daojun was so hurt.

He clearly knew that his magic power was very strong, and he actually used so much magic power to compete with Tianyuan Daojun.

Tianyuan Daojun took the pill from Huanglong Zhenren and said gratefully: "I thank fellow Taoists. Both the magic power and virtues are far above me. Compared with fellow Taoists, it is like the firefly comparison with the sun and the moon, which is a world of difference."

This passage was heard, and Huanglong Zhenren felt unprecedented satisfaction. In this battle, he not only won his cultivation, but also won his virtue.

"I dare not take it! I dare not take it! Although my cultivation is very strong, it is not as powerful as the fellow Taoist said."

The Huanglong True Man bowed and barely admitted it.

At the rear of the Ancestral Sect, Yang Jian and Lei Zhenzi were so happy that they celebrated each other.

"Win! Uncle Huanglong finally won!"

"It's nothing to beat the other party in magic power. What's important is that Master Huanglong won people with his virtue, which made Master Jie praise him repeatedly."

"I didn't expect that there were such people in the Jie Sect who understood the truth."

Guangchengzi and other Daluo Jinxian also smiled, and they were also happy for Huanglong.

From the beginning of the catastrophe, Huanglong Zhenren was defeated again and again, and did not make any contribution. Now he finally managed to see the clouds clear and the moon bright.

"Not bad! When the teacher knows this, he will look at Junior Brother Huanglong with admiration."

Guangchengzi nodded heavily.

And on the battlefield, Tianyuan Daojun spoke again.

"Fellow Daoist Huanglong, although his magic power is very strong, I have some means to not use it. Otherwise, I may not lose to fellow Daoist."

At this time, his tone was a little dissatisfied.

The true man Huanglong secretly laughed: "If fellow Taoists use the innate spiritual treasure, they can really fight with me."

"No! How can you use the innate spiritual treasure when you are practicing with your fellow disciples?"

Tianyuan Daojun's face turned solemn and shook his head.

"What is that?"

Huanglong Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief again.

Tianyuan Daojun said seriously: "I came from the Jie Sect and my best attitude is to formations. Today, I lost the battle. I was not convinced. It would be better for you and I to make an agreement that when the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation is in a fair battle with me."

"Is the formation?"

Real person Huang Long patted his chest and said with a smile: "I admire the magic power of fellow Taoist Tianyuan. Since that's the case, let's fight again tomorrow!"

After the battle, Huanglong Zhenren had "see" Tianyuan Daojun's strength clearly. Even if the formation was added, he would not be his opponent.

However, as a moral cultivation, you must respect your opponent and give your opponent a chance. Even though you know you will win, you should let your opponent take a move.

"good!"

When the Lord of Tianyuan Dao heard this, he couldn't wait to make a decision: "Since that's the case, you and I will make a decision!"

After the appointment to fight again tomorrow, Tianyuan Daojun and Huanglong Zhenren both happily turned back their respective base camps.

The Taoist Lord Tianyuan ignored the contempt of the disciples of the Jie Sect, sat down without expression, and secretly began to think about it.

He lost so badly, just to make defection easier.

He was defeated to Huanglong Zhenren at this time, and the others knew that he was not a match for Huanglong Zhenren.

When Tianyuan Daojun was defeated by Huanglong Zhenren, it was natural that he could only escape in panic.

Moreover, doing so can prevent Yuanshi Tianzun from giving Huanglong the holy magic weapon.

On the side of the Tongtian Sect Master, a disciple who could not even beat Huanglong Zhenren would not care, and he ran away.

"Junior Brother Tianyuan, it doesn't matter, are you?"

Jinhoon Xian asked with concern.

He originally wanted to go to the battle, but was taken first by Tianyuan Daojun.

Tianyuan Daojun responded: "This little injury is nothing, it's just that the disciples of the Ancestral Sect have very high methods. Senior brother must be careful."

"Thank you for your reminder!"

The Golden Hoop Immortal’s solemn way.

Among the disciples of Jie Sect, there is also a stable one, that is, the Golden Hoop Immortal.

After the battle of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, in addition to Wudang's Holy Mother, there was another person who escaped, that is the Golden Hoop Immortal.
Chapter completed!