Kong Ju couldn't think of anyone else except Yi Jinghai.

It must be that Yi Jinghai still had some regrets about the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit, and seeing Kong Ju in danger, he took action and saved him from danger.

Kong Ju's speculation was not wrong.

As soon as he called out the word "Master" in his mind, he heard a deep voice resounding in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Yi Zi Twelve has chosen a good junior brother for himself, and also accepted a good disciple for me."

Every word revealed his admiration for Kong Ju.

Presumably, in Yi Jinghai's eyes, Kong Ju's cultivation and true soul's rhyme could not escape his discerning eyes.

Kong Ju was about to respond to Yi Jinghai, but he saw himself waving his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more.

"My teacher's regret will not last long, so I will just talk about the most important things."

"From now on, you must remember every word that your teacher says. Don't be careless at all."

Hearing Yi Jinghai's serious voice, he didn't hesitate and immediately replied solemnly: "Yes!"

"You can't touch the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit that Master left behind. Not only can you not touch the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit, you can't touch this guy's Myriad Aspects Dao Fruit either."

"After I leave, I will force this Snow Spirit Dao Fruit out of your body."

"Take the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit and the Myriad Dao Fruit back to Xianyun Realm and hand them over to True Lord Ruiyun. He will handle them properly."

Yi Jinghai gave instructions on how to deal with Daoguo, which made Kong Ju feel worried.

He didn't understand that the true immortal fruit was clearly a huge opportunity.

Why did Yi Jinghai become so wary of him that he even disdained his own Snow Spirit Dao Fruit?

At the same time, Kong Ju also understood that the opportunity of this trip to Mingluan Realm was not for the fruit of Tao.

Yi Jinghai did not explain but repeatedly reminded: "The Dao fruits of the old world cannot be touched. If you reach the top of the immortal road, do not touch the Dao fruits on the immortal platform."

"Otherwise, the calamity of that day will also happen to you."

Looking at Yi Jinghai's expression, he knew what the Palace Master of Guanghan Palace had done back then.

This is also what Kong Jue finds puzzling.

He had no chance to meet the Palace Master, but he could meet Yi Jinghai. Maybe his master knew some secrets.

He immediately raised the puzzlement that had been lingering in his mind for a long time and asked Yi Jinghai: "Master, why did the Palace Master act like that back then!"

"You just need to remember that the Palace Master is righteous, and everything he does is for the sake of all living beings." Yi Jinghai's words seemed to be a response to Kong Ju, but he said nothing.

It seemed to involve a secret that even Yi Jinghai was afraid of.

Even though he was already dead and his soul had fallen into the six realms of reincarnation, he still didn't dare to say a word about it.

Kong Ju was smart enough not to ask any more questions and silently remembered Yi Jinghai's words.

"However, since the Dao fruit at the end of the Immortal Path cannot be touched, what is the meaning of the Immortal Path?"

"There are no more immortals condensing Dao fruits on the immortal road, so how did Baidi become an immortal in the past?"

Kong Ju frowned and sighed because of the information he had received from Yi Jinghai.

I had thought that by crossing those eight gates, I would have the opportunity to become an immortal, but now it seems that it is not going to work.

But Yi Jinghai had limited time, and he was no longer able to answer Kong Ju's questions.

Almost at the moment when the previous sentence fell.

Kong Ju's sea of ​​consciousness, which had been frozen into a world of ice and snow by the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit, melted away in an instant.

Kong Ju regained control of his body and true soul.

This proves that the remaining thoughts of Yi Jinghai on the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit have been eliminated.

As for the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit, at the same time as Yi Jinghai's residual thoughts disappeared, it jumped out from between Kong Ju's eyebrows and flew into the ice box in his hand.

It was sealed in an ice box along with the Taoist fruit of the Void Immortal.

"It's over!" Kong Ju tightened the ice box in his hand and looked around in confusion.

Following the guidance of the cloud pattern stele, he arrived at Mingluan Territory.

He also saw the Snow Spirit Fruit and Yi Jinghai, and even used the Snow Spirit Fruit to help kill the Void Immortal.

But what about his chance? Just when Kong Ju was secretly wondering about this.

Buzz! In his sea of ​​consciousness, the cloud-patterned stele suddenly shook.

The monument creates ripples that can affect reality.

The evil immortal soul that was sealed in the ice box by Yi Jinghai suddenly let out a terrified howl.

A green ball of light was shaken out of the evil immortal's soul by the cloud-patterned stele and appeared in front of Kong Ju.

It was something that looked like a green fruit. Kong Jue's eyes reflected its appearance, and he was certain in his heart that it was definitely not the fruit of the evil immortal.

Because the green thing does not have the same oppressive feeling as the Tao Fruit.

Instead, the surface is shiny and oily, like some unnamed spiritual fruit.

"What is this?" Just when Kong Qi was wondering about this.

A huge suction force burst out from the cloud pattern monument in his consciousness.

The green spiritual fruit was dragged into Kong Ju's sea of ​​consciousness by the cloud pattern stele, and then swallowed up by the gray mist lingering around the cloud pattern stele.

"Could it be that my opportunity lies in this spiritual fruit?" Kong Ju's eyes were shining as he was wondering what that thing was and why it triggered the reaction of the Cloud Pattern Stele.

Three feet above Kong Ju’s head, a cloud of luck belonging to him leaped out.

His luck is now in the early stages of transformation and only has the prototype of a small golden tripod.

I don’t know how much chance value is needed to fully reach the fourth stage of Qi transformation.

Even Kong Ju was not sure how many chance points were needed to upgrade it to the fourth level of the golden cauldron of luck.

The moment it appeared above Kong Ji's head.

Just as Kong Ju was looking at him with doubt and surprise, a powerful fluctuation of luck burst out.

Golden light flows on the small tripod.

The details of the small tripod, which were still rough, gradually became clear.

Seeing this scene, Kong Ju was shocked to realize what the green spiritual fruit-like thing was that the Cloud Patterned Monument had just plundered from the evil immortal.

"It's the luck of that evil immortal!"

The evil immortal's luck should also be in the early stage of transformation, and has not yet fully entered the fourth level of luck. This is why that luck looks like a spiritual fruit.

Why did the Cloud Pattern Stele take action to shake it out?

Because it wants to devour it and turn it into Kong Ji's luck.

It was because Kong Ju's luck was nourished by the evil immortal's luck that it was able to change so quickly and transform into the fourth level of luck.

"The opportunity I got on this trip really came from that Void Immortal!" Kong Ju suddenly felt more certain about his guess.

With the nourishment of the Void Immortal's luck, the small tripod transformed from Kong Ju's luck also gradually became exquisite.

The details on the body of the tripod are revealed, and you can vaguely see what the pattern on the body is.

They are a group of unpredictable clouds.

But they are not in the shape of the clouds suspended in the sky.

Each cloud has its own shape, some resemble weapons, some resemble seals, and some resemble auspicious beasts.

"That's a cloud of luck!" Kong Ju understood the origin of the pattern on his small tripod with just one glance.

What is depicted above is the form of luck that can only be possessed by those who are blessed by God and have the fourth level of luck.

Now, each of them is carved on Kong Ju’s small tripod of fortune.

Kong Ju didn't know what this meant.

I only felt the moment when the small tripod was completely formed.

The cloud-patterned stele that had been located deep in his sea of ​​consciousness since the beginning of his cultivation had some vague connection with him.

It's a feeling of being connected by blood.

There is no need for Kong Ju to refine it deliberately. There is a natural connection and a sense of familiarity, as if it is a part of the body.

At this moment, he even felt that he could take it out of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Once he had this idea, Kong Ju could no longer suppress the urge to take out the Cloud Pattern Stele from his sea of ​​consciousness.

Fortunately, there is no one in the entire Mingluan world who can threaten Kong Ju.

He used the candlelight to look around and made sure that the Guanghan Palace he was in was safe.

"Huh!" Kong Ju exhaled a breath of true soul that was a little messy due to excitement.

Then turn your palm over.

The cloud-patterned stele that was floating in the depths of his consciousness disappeared into his sea of ​​​​knowledge.

When it appeared again, it was already on Kong Ju's palm.

The various cloud patterns carved on the white and jade-like body of the Cloud Pattern Stele, which looks naturally formed, are now clearly presented in front of Kong Ju.

At this time, Kong Qi realized a problem.

The shape of the clouds on the cloud-patterned stele was so similar to the cloud pattern that appeared on the small tripod that was formed after his own luck took shape.

"It turns out that the clouds on the cloud-patterned stele also represent the form of luck after it has taken shape."

However, the cloud-patterned stele can enhance luck and capture various opportunities in time, so it is not surprising that there are cloud shapes on the stele that are the result of luck.

The strange thing is, why does the small tripod after his luck has transformed also have clouds similar to the cloud pattern monument? Kong Ju frowned, puzzled by this.

I had to put this doubt aside for now.

He then closed his eyes and silently felt the benefits of this transformation of his luck.

Every time Kong Jue's luck is sublimated, it means that Kong Jue can gain a certain ability from the Cloud Pattern Stele, and his control over the Cloud Pattern Stele becomes more natural.

This time he was able to take the cloud pattern stele out of his sea of ​​consciousness.

This proves that Kong Ju's control over the Cloud Pattern Stele has reached a new level. He wants to see what he can get from the Cloud Pattern Stele this time.

He was seen holding the cloud pattern stele in one hand and looking at the small golden tripod above his head.

The next moment.

His own golden tripod disappeared above his head.

Appeared on the body of the cloud pattern stele.

In a moment, Kong Ju's own luck was taken away.

Similarly, this ability can also be used on your opponents.

"Deprive of luck!"

Kong Ju silently recited the ability of the Cloud Pattern Stele, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

At the same time, at the last checkpoint on the road to becoming an immortal.

Kong Ju, who was fighting fiercely with the Holy Son of Gujiang in the void that was torn open in front of the Void Gate, quickly widened the distance between them.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

This fierce battle lasted for more than a day.

Kong Ju tried every possible means and displayed all the magic he had learned, but he was unable to break the image of the True Lord condensed by the Tao Fruit.

Facts have proved that even if Kong Ju's two true souls were both upgraded to the peak of Zaoxuan, they had completely mastered the rhyme of Taiyin and Yongji.

It seems that there is no way to gain any advantage from the Holy Son of Gujiang, who is at the Quasi-Transformation Immortal Realm.

Even the countless Zaoxuan Zhen people standing nearby, who could not intervene in this battle, were secretly frowning.

Because if the situation continues to develop in this way.

The chances of winning this game are very slim.

"Let's go together and lend a helping hand to that young man?" Someone from the sidelines suggested that everyone attack together.

But it was opposed by others.

"The Black Dragon's son was not able to intervene in this battle. We are not as good as the few peerless geniuses fighting in front of the eight gates. It will be useless if we go there."

"What should I do?"

Just as everyone was frowning secretly.

Kong Ju, who had temporarily distanced himself from the Holy Son of Gujiang, suddenly smiled.

Then, under the gazes of countless Zaoxuan Zhenren from all realms, Kong Ju slowly took out a white jade tablet.

Others could vaguely see the clouds outlined on the white jade stele.

Buzz! When the White Cloud Monument appeared.

An obscure wave vibrated out from the cloud-patterned stele held in Kong Ju's hand.

The wave first enveloped the Holy Son of Gujiang.

The body of the half-crazy and half-insane Son of Gujiang, who had been so ferocious and arrogant just a moment ago, suddenly stiffened.

Zhenjun Huadao can already see many strange phenomena that others cannot see.

Including the fortune of all living things in the world.

In the eyes of the Holy Son of Gujiang, he could clearly see an irregular object as black as colored glass three feet above his head, which was shaken out by the wave.

That is the Holy Son of Gujiang, or in other words, it is the luck of the witch god.

Before he could react, the witch god's luck disappeared above the head of the Holy Son of Gujiang.

At the same time, Kong Ju's eyes moved and he looked at the body of Bai Jie's cloud-patterned stele, where there was an additional black cloud of luck.

"It's much easier than I thought." Looking at the luck of the Holy Son of Gujiang that was deprived by him, Kong Ju sneered.

He believed that if the witch god had not cut off his own cultivation and had the Dao Fruit, it would have been impossible for his cloud-patterned stele to deprive him of his luck so easily.

Unfortunately, in order to prevent many creatures from stepping onto the immortal platform, the witch god entered the immortal road.

As a result, he had almost no ability to resist the power of the Cloud Pattern Stele.

After doing all this, Kong Ju looked coldly at the Gujiang Saint Son opposite him and said softly: "In this battle, what can you use to fight me!"

Depriving him of his luck seems to cause no harm to the Holy Son of Gujiang.

But don’t forget that the existence of luck is to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

The Holy Son of Gujiang and those immortals who were able to survive the great catastrophe of Tianqing, all of them were able to escape disaster by relying on their own strong luck.

Without the existence of luck, the impact of the catastrophe will inevitably come in an instant.

Moreover, there is no luck.

How should the Holy Son of Gujiang fight against Kong Ju, who has the fourth-class luck? Influenced by Kong Ju's luck, the Holy Son of Gujiang will inevitably be restricted in every way.

As expected.

The moment Kong Ju used the cloud pattern stele to take away the luck of the Holy Son of Gujiang.

Suddenly, tiny threads of black mountain began to emerge from his crazy eyes.

Looking closely, those silk threads are exactly the same as the tentacles on the True Lord Dharma Image of the Holy Son of Gujiang.

Just a shrunken tentacle.

When they appeared, they did not attack Kong Ju, but instead squeezed the eye sockets of the Holy Son of Gujiang.

It spread out from his eyes like crazy and penetrated into the body of the Holy Son of Gujiang.

The Holy Son of Gujiang, who had fought with Kong Ju for a long time without being injured, was pierced all over by the black tentacles at this moment.

In an instant, his body exploded under the attack of the tentacles.

The immortal soul of the witch god was revealed, and an unknown creature covered with tentacles was the real body of the witch god.

"Lie!" It screamed and wanted to pounce on Kong Ju and take back its luck.

But its immortal soul kept collapsing during the flight.

The black thread that tore apart the physical body of the Holy Son of Gujiang was still corroding his immortal soul.

Taking this opportunity, Kong Ju lightly clapped his hands, and an immortal palace that had already condensed into shape in his hand exploded.

"Immortal Killing Talisman!"

It is the last immortal residence of the Sealing Talisman.

It is also the most powerful talisman, which is said to be able to kill immortals.

Even in the hands of Kong Ju, who is at the peak of the realm of creation, a true immortal cannot be killed.

It is more than enough to kill a quasi-Taoist immortal who is also in trouble.

Bang! The Immortal Killing Talisman flew out from his hand.

It transformed into a talisman sword in the air that spanned the sky and slashed towards the immortal soul of the witch god.

If the witch god had not been plagued by disaster, he would have been able to take this sword.

At this time, there was no possibility for the Witch God to take the sword.

The True Lord's Dharma Image that it had desperately mobilized collapsed from the inside the moment the Immortal-killing Talisman fell.

The calamity of the Immortal-killing Talisman struck the immortal soul of the Witch God.

BANG!!!

It was as if a star exploded, bringing with it a tremendous aura of destruction on the battlefield.

The Zaoxuan under the Eight Gates dodged one after another, but some of them who ran slowly were still affected by the sweep of the wave.

The physical body was destroyed directly.

Worse still, some were swept away by the aftermath of destruction like straw and rolled into the depths of this world.

Fortunately, most of the destructive energy of the Immortal-killing Talisman was borne by the immortal soul of the Witch God.

The true souls of those Zhenren Zaoxuan who were affected were still preserved.

As for the immortal soul of the Witch God, when it was destroyed by the Immortal-killing Talisman, it let out an unwilling roar and finally exploded.

Kong Ju looked solemnly at the place where the witch god's soul had dissipated.

A black Taoist fruit covered with holes was floating there.

Yi Jinghai said, don't let Kong Jue touch the Taoist fruits of the old world.

So Kong Ju did not move.

But how could Master Zaoxuan, with countless pairs of eyes watching the battle below, resist the temptation of this fruit?

They embarked on the immortal road in order to find an opportunity to become immortal.

Now that the Dao Fruit was right in front of him, he no longer cared that Kong Ju was still on the field, nor did he care that the Holy Son of Gujiang was killed by Kong Ju.

One by one, they turned into streams of light and soared into the sky, desperately rushing towards the Taoist fruit left behind by the witch god, trying to snatch it into their hands.

Kong Ju naturally did not stop him, but instead a look of sarcasm spread across his face.

"Do you think this fruit is so easy to get?"

While he was thinking, Kong Ju had already seen a Taoist master named Zao Xuan, who was good at escaping, coming to the fruit.

He grabbed the Taoist fruit left by the witch god with one hand.

The scene of being attacked by the Dao Fruit as Kong Ju had expected did not happen. Instead, Zao Xuan took the Dao Fruit into his hands easily.

This made Kong Ju frown. According to his experience in Guanghan Palace, Master Zaoxuan should not be able to withstand the power of the Tao Fruit under normal circumstances.

Soon Kong Ju understood why Daoguo did not respond to Zaoxuan.

The fruit went directly into his body along with the palm of Zaoxuan Zhenren and merged into his true soul.

The scene that happened to the body of the Holy Son of Gujiang before also happened to Zaoxuan, who first came into contact with the Tao Fruit.

Countless black tentacles spread out from his true soul, tearing his body and true soul into pieces and annihilating them into the void.

Such a scene frightened Zaoxuan, who was swarming behind, so much that they stopped and looked at the place where Zaoxuan disappeared in surprise, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

Only Kong Jue lightly withdrew his gaze, thinking: "This fruit is indeed untouchable." (End of this chapter)