Xiyue then breathed a sigh of relief and exhaled a puff of white mist before retribution.

"This time it was really careless, I didn't expect to get into such a cause and effect."

Xiyue really lost her wife and broke her troops this time, although it hurt the luck of the West. But this is only temporary, and there is no one to stop the West's great resurgence.

But her merit and luck are really gone, and her merit is just that, there is a starry sky, and sooner or later she can accumulate it back. However, this thing of luck is a product of the Heavenly Dao and is controlled by the Heavenly Dao. Once the will of the Heavenly Dao is violated, the Heavenly Dao can be slowly withdrawn. It's not like merit, even the way of heaven can't violate the rules set by oneself.

Although merit can be turned into luck, it is not a one-to-one exchange. It's not completely turned into luck, merit is just good luck to some extent, and a talisman that makes people dare not kill you easily.

And luck is your qi number, and all the good luck that everything in the dark gives you, and even represents your lifespan.

Therefore, countless people compete for luck, luck, and their own life.

Xi Yue recalled the picture when she was punished by heaven, and she clearly felt the unwillingness of the Heavenly Dao.

"Mo isn't it?" Xiyue had a guess.

If you go against the general trend of heaven, even the saints can't avoid it. She didn't believe that the punishment of the Heavenly Dao would be raised so high and gently lowered. If that unwillingness is not because Xiyue blocked the curse of heaven, but because someone took action to stop the way of heaven.

Heavenly Punishment is no more than others, especially Heavenly Punishment that goes against the general trend of Heaven. Once the disobedience is irreversible, the damnation is almost unstoppable.

And those who have the ability to stop the way of heaven, there is only that one in the desolation.

Heaven is selfless, and he is not Heaven after all, and it seems reasonable to bend the law for personal gain.

It is naturally good to be able to get shelter, but the more she gets, the more panicked Xi Yue feels. No one will be so sheltered by others for no reason, there may be seven emotions and six desires in the world, but there is only one reason for the famine, and that is profit.

Xiyue may want to seek luck for the Eastern Immortal World, but she doesn't want to be a pawn. Even if this chess piece can become famous in the end, once it is a chess piece, it may never be able to escape again in this life.

In the previous life, she couldn't break free from the cage, and in this life she didn't want to get involved in endless battles.

Maybe it's just an ideal, and now she's in this troubled water. But after all, this is your own choice, and you can withdraw at any time. It's a big deal, like Nuwa before, although she doesn't have supreme rights, she at least has a lofty status and a pure life. No matter what, it's better than in the previous life.

"I hope it's not what I thought it would, huh?" Xi Yue, who is used to always controlling everything in her hands, feels a little powerless at the moment.

Fighting with the saints and the sky, she is not afraid. But against the one above, Xi Yue really had a sense of powerlessness.

Xi Yue suddenly remembered something and glanced to the west.

"The White Tiger Clan?" Xi Yue's voice carried a hint of surprise.

"I didn't expect that the exhaustion of the West's luck would still have to be disintegrated by the West's own internal forces, and it seems that the cause and effect of the East owing the West before was really great."

In fact, Xiyue has never known what kind of cause and effect there is between the West and the East, so that it still needs the decline of the East, the introduction of Western Buddhism to the East, and the long-lasting luck of tens of thousands of years to repay.

Xiyue stood up, walked out of the main hall, and looked at the western land from afar.

There is a faint aura of blood and calamity in the West, which seems to be bad, but under it, there is a golden light of merit and a vitality of the earth that are competing with it, firmly protecting all beings in the West.

Although the rebellion of the White Tiger Clan, the blood of the Buddha Sect tore a hole in this golden light, causing the luck to float and slowly drain away. But Xiyue could see that this had the potential to be reborn. The West has taken advantage of this cause and effect to return the luck of the White Tiger Clan, which is independent of the local land, to the West and incorporate it into Buddhism.

"The sky is endless in the West, and manpower is useless." Xi Yue sighed again. If there is really a White Tiger clan, the general trend of the West can be stabilized. Perhaps it can not only make up for the losses caused by the Black Lotus of the Extinction, but also make the luck of the West go to the next level.

Xi Yue was about to withdraw her gaze, but she saw the luck of the demon clan.

"How so?"

The luck of the demon clan had decayed very badly before, but this time it was slowly rising.

Xi Yue's eyes flashed with silver light, and then the color of chaos shrouded her. A void divine light took her mind straight into the void, stepping into the long river of time, using the power of time and the power of the demon god to find the long river of fate and explore the luck of the demon race.

Fate and the long river of time are ethereal and untraceable. They are no longer chaotic, not in the void, but somewhere between chaos and void space. Ordinary people, even quasi-saints such as Zhen Yuanzi and the like can't find these two long rivers. Xiyue also relied on the connection between time and fate to find the long river of fate. However, what Xi Yue can find is almost just a phantom of the long river of fate, which can only be seen, but cannot be changed or affected in the slightest.

After the void divine light shot into the chaos, the silver light flashed, turning into a small galaxy, penetrating the layers of space, when the chaotic qi seemed to be there, and the space seemed to be stacked and not stacked, when he reached out and touched it, but when he was separated by endless space and time, a river with a slight yellow color appeared in front of Xiyue's eyes.

Fate flows, and with just one glance, Xi Yue feels that her fate is under the control of this river, and the whole person is going to sink into it.

The long river of fate is very similar to the long river of time, like the silent and ethereal water. The long river of time is like the color of the stars, blurry and dreamy, with wisps of silver, just like the river in the sun. It's hard to see, but it's still pure. But the fate of the river is different, there are countless bubbles in it, each bubble has different things in it, these things or birds or beasts or trees or mountains and rivers, but there are also independent in the river, these all represent a family of luck.

In the long river of fate, the luck of the demon race is a black lotus platform, floating on the long river. The flowers are twelve grades, layered on top of each other, very similar to the Black Lotus of the Extinction, but this flower is more ethereal and illusory.

However, there are two of them that are particularly illusory, making the whole flower look a little sluggish.

Seeing this, Xi Yue understood the importance of the Black Lotus of the World Destroying to the Demon Clan. There are almost few big clans in the entire flood wilderness, and even the luck of the small clans will not be a spiritual treasure. Once this happens, then Lingbao is the life of this clan. Lingbao is here, and the clan is here. If Lingbao is gone, this race will almost be wiped out.

However, none of this was Xiyue's focus, she wanted to figure out why the demons were able to recover their luck in a short period of time.

It's just that although Xiyue saw the luck of the demon race, there were layers of fog before this clear display, making it impossible to see the reason for the reversal of the luck of the demon race.

This is also normal, although not everyone can find a long river of fate, but it is still possible to hide their luck. Xi Yue's eyes flashed with mixed colors, and with the power of time, she attached to the light of Pangu God's eyes, directly enveloping the black lotus of the demon clan's luck.

At this moment, the fog is gone. I saw a faint figure on top of the lotus, surrounded by demonic energy. His appearance not only stabilized the luck of the demon race, but also took the black lotus to absorb the luck of the long river of fate and repair the damaged luck.

Xi Yue looked at it again, and only knew that this was the Great Demon of the Demon Clan, but she couldn't see the origin, origin, and cultivation of this demon at all. However, it is also extraordinary to be able to use itself as a part of luck. The Great Freedom Heavenly Demon has been recorded in Buddhist scriptures, but I didn't expect it to appear at such a time.

When Xiyue was about to deduce carefully, the black lotus turned around, and seemed to be swept away by the wave, and the long river of fate quietly retreated.

This kind of opportunity is only once in a period of time, and Xiyue can only return to the main body.

"Some things seem to be done too much." Xi Yue, who had returned to her body, suddenly remembered something after opening her eyes.

She didn't have time to think about it when she was in the long river of fate, but now that she thinks about it, there are a lot of strange things in it. The timing of the appearance of the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon and the impact he brought can only show that this person was not originally a demon.

It is amazing to be able to use his body to control his luck and affect the luck of a clan, even if he is Xiyue and Zhenyuanzi, it is difficult to do it, and the demon clan is not an ordinary small clan.

Just as Xi Yue lowered her head and thought about it, trying to find out the explanation, she suddenly raised her head, "Why did he come?" ”

Xi Yue's face was quite surprised, even the demon clan's luck had never rebounded like this.