The battle for fortune is extremely dangerous and seems to be just a collision of luck, but it consumes your luck like gambling. If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

If you lose money, you can start over again. But if you lose luck, you may die on the spot! Even if you have bad luck, you will not have the chance to be in trouble.

Long Ji, Hong Jin, Xiaotian Dog, and the three of them helped the high priest with all their strength. From the beginning, they rushed into the high priest's body and slowly rushed into the Six Soul Banner. Gradually, the three of them found the secret to use their Qilin clan inheritance. They also felt the power of Hongjun on the opposite side.

"How is it possible? What we have obtained is the inheritance of the Qilin clan. If we have the greatest fortune in this world, why is Hongjun's not much worse than ours?" Xiaotian Dog frowned and said in surprise.

"Hongjun Daozu? He has experienced three Yuanhuis. Perhaps only he knows the power of fortune best. Therefore, he has collected the fortune of the three Yuanhuis, which is so huge!" Hong Jin said worriedly.

"Anyway, we have suppressed Hongjun!" Long Ji was also angry.

"But, Hongjun's fortune is too strong. Even if we suppressed him and sealed him with the curse, we still bear the rebound of his fortune. Moreover, I feel that we can't stop!" Hong Jin smiled bitterly.

"Yes, once we stop, we may all encounter backlash!" Xiaotian Dog said worriedly.

"If you can't stop, don't stop, what are you afraid of!" Long Ji said immediately.

The three of them immediately used all their strength to enter the Six Soul Banner. At the same time, the three of them became more familiar with their Qilin tribe inheritance. The word "Ji" appeared in the middle of Long Ji's eyebrows. Hong Jin and Xiaotian Dog's eyebrows each showed their own words "Blessings" and "Disasters".

The three of them tried their best to resist Hongjun's fortunes and did not notice their own abnormality. The high priest's eyes showed a look of surprise.

"This, is this..., is Hongjun's fortune so powerful? In fact, the inheritance of the Qilin tribe of Xiaotian Dog, Hong Jin and Long Ji is about to emerge from the soul?" The high priest said worriedly.

Above the starry sky, in Zixiao Palace, Hongjun Daozu was sealed by the curse and did not move at all, but his fortune was still competing with the Qilin clan's inheritance. Although the high priest won, the winning was very tragic and dangerous.

"Hongjun is now sealed, but there is still a possibility of counterattacking at any time. I'm going to swallow Hongjun now, it's great!" The high priest couldn't wait to rush into the sky.

The long-eared Dingguang Xian suddenly stopped him: "High Priest, Saint Zhunti asked me to inform you to be calm!"

"What should I be restless?" the high priest frowned.

"The Saint of Cunti, the saint, has made great arrangements. Western teachings, all of us, come to participate in the Wanxian Formation this time, in addition to ending the cause and effect of that year, it is more important for you. I hope you will not be confused by the immediate interests and not let everything we do for you fail! We have been exposed for you!" The immortal Changer Dingguang stopped him.

"Isn't this the best time?" the high priest frowned.

"It's almost the same. The Saint of Zhunti asked me to remind you of the order. Hongjun is too strong. If you go to swallow Hongjun rashly, you may be killed. But eat Yang Jian first to strengthen yourself, and then eat Hongjun!" The immortal Changer Dingguang said solemnly.

"Yang Jian? Are you talking about Erlang? Erlang is in Zixiao Palace. If I don't go now, why are I doing here?" the high priest said unconvincedly.

"Wait a little longer! The saint will inform you!" said the immortal Changer Dingguang.

"You guys, don't mess up my affairs! Then Erlang will jump into my mouth by himself?" the high priest said depressedly.

This time, it was really all that could seal Hongjun. Even though the high priest had a thousand ideas, he could only suppress it at this moment.

The high priest was waiting with some complaints.

But at this moment, something suddenly happened at the entrance of Zixiao's uterus.

Hongjun was sealed. Even though his soul consciousness was sealed, he was still motionless.

Yuanshi Tianzun showed excitement, but at this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun's body was sealed and could not move anymore, and he was extremely depressed. He saw a piece of fat meat in front of him, but he couldn't eat it. How depressed was this?

After looking at Zhunti, who was still suppressing Hongjun with the Seven Treasures Tree not far away, Yuanshi Tianzun narrowed his eyes slightly.

The situation at this moment may never happen again and must not be wasted.

"Buzz!"

I saw Yuanshi Tianzun tremble all over, and then a soul emerged from Yuanshi Tianzun's body.

"My descendants, you continue to manipulate the body of Yuanshi Tianzun. Although you can't hold on for long, I will be able to come back in no time!" Yuanshi Tianzun said.

"Yes!" The voices of a group of descendants of the snake vine tribe came from Yuanshi Tianzun's body.

But I saw that Yuanshi Tianzun's soul floated out. No, it was not Yuanshi Tianzun's soul, but Yang Jian's soul body. To be precise, it was Erlang of the Snake Vine Clan.

Erlang's soul body came out of Yuanshi Tianzun's body, leaving a group of descendants of the Snake Vine Clan to control Yuanshi Tianzun's body, and Erlang was about to pounce on Hongjun.

However, Hongjun surrounded by black air, and the rolling cursed aura made Erlang's soul touch array sway.

"What are you doing? Want to eat Hongjun? I think you are dreaming. You are just a soul body now, and without a physical body, how powerful can it be? If you get closer to Hongjun, you are afraid that your soul will be crushed by the curse energy and the power of the Wanxian Formation!" Zhunti showed a hint of disdain.

Erlang's soul's face changed. It was true. Without a physical body, he could not get close to Hongjun at all.

"snort!"

Erlang shook his body, heading downwards, towards the formation of Ten Thousand Immortals.

At this moment, Zhunti had no stop, nor could he stop, because Zhunti was also suppressing Hongjun. If he made a big move and accidentally stimulated Hongjun's body, perhaps it would be able to wake up Hongjun, so Zhunti could not stop Erlang.

When Erlang flew under the foggy formation, there was an aperture behind his head. The aperture was flashing. Zhunti understood that it was the passage where Erlang used his life wheel to travel through. He didn't know what stupid Erlang had made, so he made a bet with Hongjun, so that there was a swear seal specifically for Erlang at the entrance of the life wheel channel, so that he could not travel back to the future.

"Erlang? But that's it!" Zhunti showed a sneer.

Erlang rushed into the Wanxian Formation and needed to find a body.

But what body can you find to get close to Hongjun? You must have a strong body, but a powerful body cannot be taken over by the soul body at this moment. It is best to find your descendants.

Descendants? Descendants?

Erlang stared at the place where the high priest was closest. Since Hongjun had a little difficulty, he ate the high priest first.

Originally, the high priest could not be found, but the duel with Hongjun just now exposed the position of the high priest.

Erlang's eyes were searching for the heavy fog near the high priest.

The disciples of the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect fought, and their descendants were also lost in the aura of resilience and fighting.

Not far from the high priest, just now there was a descendant of his own. The descendant killed all directions and was the strongest descendant nearby.

"Nezha?" Erlang's soul frowned slightly.

I looked around and found that there were no other descendants except Nezha.

"Forget it, Nezha is Nezha. Anyway, my blood spirit bead is useless!" Erlang said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, he instantly came to Nezha.

"Ah? King? Why are you here?" Nezha just killed a disciple of the Jie Sect and said in shock.

"I want to use your body to give it to me!" Erlang said in a deep voice.

"Ah? Yes!" Nezha replied.

"Buzz!"

Erlang instantly possessed Nezha. He saw Nezha tremble all over and his eyes became colder.

"Hahahaha, I have a physical body again. Not bad. Next, let this physical body be strong enough to swallow the high priest!" Erlang said in a deep voice.

After all, Nezha's cultivation is too weak, far inferior to the high priest. He wants to eat the high priest himself. What if he is killed?

Erlang did not rush to go over, but reached out.

"call!"

I saw a blood-red bead shot from the center of the Ten Thousand Immortals Array.

The blood-red beads seemed to have a suction force, absorbing the blood of the two disciples who died in the Wanxian Formation and the scattered immortals.

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation had been fighting for a while, and an extremely huge power had been collected from the Blood Spirit Pearl.

"The Blood Spirit Pearl is the treasure that is the most important treasure that can deprive the dead of blood and immortality, and store it in the Blood Spirit Pearl. Haha, Hongjun, you don't know, hahaha, this Blood Spirit Pearl is hidden in the abyss of the underworld's corpse source. Unfortunately, no one of you knows how to collect such a huge treasure. Only I, I have the memory inheritance of the Great Heavenly Lord, found this Blood Spirit Pearl!" Erlang laughed.

While speaking, Erlang swallowed the Blood Spirit Bead in one mouthful.

"boom!"

The rolling power instantly filled Erlang's body, and a monstrous aura erupted from Erlang's body. The turbulent gravel surrounding him collapsed. The terrifying aura blew away countless mists around him and rushed directly to the high priest's land not far away.

"Who?" The high priest's hair stood up, and his face changed and turned his head and looked.

Because, the high priest felt a terrifying threat, which was almost the same as the aura of the saint?

"Nezha?" The high priest looked at Nezha who had soared his strength in the distance in surprise.

Erlang smiled coldly: "High Priest, thank you for helping me deal with the Six Soul Banner. Next, I'll leave it to me!"

"No, no, you are not Nezha, you are Erlang? What did you do? Why did you come down?" the high priest exclaimed.

"Go down and eat you first, then Hongjun!" Erlang was about to pounce on him with a ferocious look.

The aura burst out all over his body, as if he was crushing the high priest with this aura.

"puff!"

The high priest squirted out a mouthful of blood.

"It's too late to run away now, hahahaha, the final winner is indeed me, the devil is one foot taller! Today, it's my turn to harvest!" Erlang laughed and rushed towards the high priest.

However, as soon as he flew, his face suddenly changed, because Erlang's body did not move and could not fly away.

"Impossible, why did my body be imprisoned?" Erlang exclaimed.

"You just realized it?" A sudden voice rang in Erlang's ears.

But I saw two people walking next to Erlang, either from others, but from the guide saints and the Taoist Ran Deng.

"You? You?" Erlang exclaimed.

"Did you forget? When you possessed Yuanshi Tianzun, you should remember that I gave this lotus body of Nezha?" Taoist Ran Deng smiled.

Nezha's body is made up of the lotus given by Taoist Randeng and the lotus roots. This body of Nezha is controlled by Taoist Randeng?
To be continued...