The continuous power of faith converged towards the sword palace, constantly poured on him, integrated into his luck, and also made the thin filaments that had just been born with the dragon head change inexplicably.

Jiang Liu felt inexplicably surprised, but was also a little surprised.

Suddenly, a group of people with strong strength and faith in him as God emerged. He felt from the bottom of his heart that his personal charm had reached a new level.

Squinted his eyes and looked at the Mimoro clan coming towards the seven peaks. Jiang Liu's thoughts flowed in his heart and stared at his luck again.

The integration of the Nanshan Belt has made the sphere of influence of the Dahuang Sword Sect wider, and has also caused a very rapid change in luck.

First, the dragon head is outlined, then the neck and collarbone. The upper body formed is a human body, but the surface is covered with a thin layer of water, which looks a bit wet and soft, like a substance with scales.

Then there were legs, about a micron of luck wire, building up his body. This was a scene that made people fascinated, and Jiang Liu was attracted into it.

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

When the appearance of Qilu appeared in front of Jiang Liu, he widened his eyes. Because of this body, he felt inexplicably familiar.

Suddenly, Jiang Liu reacted.

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

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

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

The mountain gods born between mountains and rivers are countless in this world. They all have strange appearances. Some have human heads and beast bodies, some have beast heads and human bodies, and even some are just a stone. They are all strange and unimaginable.

But the gods that show the dragon's head are extraordinary. Dragons are originally divine beasts, and mountain gods with unpredictable power and are almost impossible to form with the dragon's head.

His eyes were flashing, and Jiang Liu quietly watched his luck change.

After appearing like the body of the God of Zhongshan, the luck spring is still growing. As time goes by, it gradually reaches a size of one millimeter and can be seen with the naked eye.

At this time, Jiang Liu also felt a dark guide, prompting him to connect with the luck and gossip.

With a thought, this lucky spring, which was only a millimeter in size, suddenly dissipated into the void and merged into the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

The fortune is mysterious and mysterious, and can appear in a concrete form, or be integrated into the landscape, plants, trees, jade, and even animals of the sect, and hide yourself.

Today's luck and gossip are still small, Jiang Liu can't feel any effect, and even his body is not fully grown, and his eyes cannot be opened, but his growth is also visible to the naked eye.

The Mimoro tribe crossed the mountains, rivers, jungles and yellow sand above its head, attracting the attention of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

But with the commander in charge, they did not act rashly, but watched quietly, the mysterious clan knelt down and carried out their own worship ceremony.

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

This is an extremely vast plain, connected with the Great Wilderness Mountains and extending further away. On it, wild horses, wolves, and lions are everywhere, and they are always interpreting the laws of the jungle in nature and life.

The vast plains have a suitable climate, so naturally countless humans gather here, they divide the areas and survive comfortably.

There are about thirteen cities on the Tumi Plain, each of which is home to tens of millions of human beings, extremely prosperous and lively.

Located behind the thirteen cities, a hundred miles east of it, the terrain is slightly higher. Under the breeze, a large-scale, strong-momentum palace group with flames appears.

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

This place is not far from Dahuang Mountain, only about 5,000 miles away. People with deep cultivation can cross the plain and reach the barren mountains in a very short time.

The Tuomian Plain, the thirteen cities, also belong to this branch of the Dahuang Immortal Sect.

The immortal cultivators are above the mortals, either in the dynasty or in the form of the Immortal Sect, and they may be transcendent, but the necessary resources will still be fought for.

A large number of mortals are also the most important part of it.

The same is true for the Great Wilderness Sword Sect. There are nearly eight million mortals living on the 500-mile land in the West Mountain belt.

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

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

In a certain way, the status of the immortal cultivator sect is a superior ruler in the eyes of mortals.

Unlike the immortals, mortals also have their own civilization. The developed ones are prosperous, civilized, and cultural and moral, mortals have extraordinary knowledge and low martial arts. The backward ones, such as wilderness, gather in the form of tribes, and still live a life of slash-and-burn farming.

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

"Give up the Great Wilderness Mountain? Give up Hongmeng's fortune to others?"

"What is Nangong Taihuang doing? It's really a big deal!"

A cold voice sounded, and the figure sitting deep in the palace was sneered on his face, and there was extreme dissatisfaction in his expression.

He was responsible for this Tuomian Plain branch, while Nangong Taihuang planned and planned the Great Wilderness Mountain. I thought that with Nangong Taihuang's identity, strength, and the fortune of the Great Wilderness Mountain were just at your fingertips.

However, unexpectedly, when things have developed to this day, the other party actually wants to give up the treasure he has obtained to others.

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

A low voice sounded, without any extra emotional fluctuations.

"I'm just here to pass the headquarters orders, do or not, in your choice."

"Of course, if you don't want to take action, the sect will naturally send others to do it."

Teng Ming frowned and spoke in a cold voice: "What do I need to do?"

"The news from Nangong Taihuang's headquarters shows that there is an incredible powerful existence in the sect called Dahuang Sword Sect in the Great Wilderness Mountain. It is initially suspected that its power is above the realm of Transformation of Gods."

"As a result, the implementation of the Second Luck God Plan for hundreds of years, announced the temporary suspension, and made a preliminary decision to establish a good relationship with this person, and Hongmeng Luck can also make concessions."

"But the specificity depends on its strength."

"Your mission is to test how strong this person is."

He paused and said again.

"Let's explore the accuracy of Nangong Taihuang's news. If the facts do not match, then consider it separately. At the appropriate time, assist Nangong Taihuang in unifying the Great Wilderness Mountain and reshape the God of Lucky."

"Open the second lucky god of Dahuang Immortal Sect!"

At this end of the speech, Teng Ming's eyes were gloomy.

"Let me help him? It's just a stinky brat in the out-of-body stage! What qualifications do I have to help him?"

"hateful."

"Isn't it just the grandson of the head? What's so awesome!"

He is sour!
Chapter completed!