After practicing for 6,300 years, Jiang Changnian rarely used his natal Dharma.
Before the critical moment of life and death, when her life was at stake, she was reluctant to reveal her biggest trump card.
Whether it's a formation or a magical technique, if it is used many times, it will inevitably be studied thoroughly by interested people and find flaws.
Only Dharma Appearance, one hundred and eight Dharma Appearances grant different powers of heaven.
Some of them are integrated killing moves, which are so powerful that they are comparable to the supernatural powers of a semi-saint.
Some are indestructible defensive techniques that can withstand multiple attacks.
There are also others, such as Yuan Zulong, which ranks second in the list of top-notch Dharma Aspects. Its heaven-defying power lies in the fact that it has no bottlenecks on the way to practice and can smoothly reach the Semi-Sacred Realm.
There are many Dharma phenomena that are indescribably wonderful.
The most mysterious one among them is the tree that ranks first.
It is said that those who possess the Dharma of knowing destiny are born saints.
How to become a saint, when to become a saint, the secret of heaven is clear to you.
It's just that this top-ranked Dharma has never appeared again since its owner "Koshi" entered the sixteen great worlds 30,000 years ago.
Jiang Changnian would sometimes have random thoughts, secretly guessing whether the legendary fortune-knowing dharma really existed.
It is undeniable that among the eight extraordinary Dharma signs that have appeared in the immortal world today, she has the highest cultivation level and is the well-deserved number one.
Cultivation first, means first, courage first.
For example, at this moment, the enemy she faced was by no means a single person, but the big bosses from all sides of the fairy world, headed by Yun Jue Emperor, who had colluded with each other early on.
Everyone here is a terrifying existence that dominates one side.
Those with the lowest cultivation level are at the 15th level of the True Immortal. Those with the higher level, such as Wen Tianshu, who is the leader of the Nine Stars of the Beidou in the Wen Palace, and Wu Xuanchi, the crazy woman from the Martial Palace, are at the 18th level of the True Immortal like her.
One against two is barely enough, let alone one against a hundred.
But even so, there was still no fear or timidity on Jiang Changnian's face.
Some are just determination without hesitation, and the majestic murderous intention that goes straight into the sky.
Superimposed from time to time, like a peerless sword that is about to open up the world, its sharp edge is revealed.
"Six thousand years ago, my brother fell into the Taixu Mountain. His soul and soul were destroyed, and his soul was completely dispersed."
"That year was the 300th year of my practice."
"To be precise, it's the 3300th year of my life, Jiang Changnian."
"Because of the special nature of the Nine-legged Ice Luan, I was promoted to the 18th level of martial arts at the age of twenty-six."
"At the age of twenty-seven, the mortal flesh and bones are washed away and the supreme immortal body is achieved."
"From then on, he stayed in the first level of a true immortal for three thousand years, falling asleep every day without receiving any treatment."
"At that time, my brother had already firmly established himself as the number one genius in the immortal world."
"He is an incredible talent of my Jiang family and the pride of the nine masters of Wen Palace."
"Half-Saint Jiang Lin'an, overwhelming all directions, shocking the heroes."
"Wherever you go, sentient beings give in."
"You, you..."
She recalled it as if no one else was around, her cold eyes swept across the figures above the clouds, and she said with thick disdain at the corner of her mouth: "At that time, why didn't you have the guts to compete with my brother?"
"Yun Jue, your brother died miserably."
"If I remember correctly, he was the thirteenth-level True Immortal at that time, and he was assigned to your position as the Immortal King of the East of the Thunder Realm."
"It's a pity that he has evil intentions and dares to take advantage of me, Sister Wantang. He was crushed by my brother and has no way out of reincarnation."
"You were afraid of being implicated and therefore lost your life. So you went to my Jiang family to apologize in person and burst into tears."
"Is that so?"
Jiang Changnian said with a mean smile: "In terms of age, you are older than me. You have practiced cultivation for twelve thousand years."
"As for me, I will get rid of the three thousand years of drowsiness and practice for six thousand three hundred years."
"Of course, if you insist on counting me practicing for nine thousand three hundred years, that's fine."
"No matter how you calculate it, you couldn't catch up with my brother before, but now you can't even catch up with me, a junior."
"Avenge private revenge, hold high the banner of selflessness, and keep shouting the rules of the fairy world."
"Do you know what the rules are?"
The beautiful woman wearing a rich palace dress took a step forward.
The golden lotus is reborn, and its afterimages are endless.
Emperor Yunjue felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and said with fear and fear: "Jiang Changnian, are you really going to break the rules?"
"After the battle between immortals and demons 30,000 years ago, only 800 of the three thousand immortals were left."
"In order to preserve their strength and prevent civil strife from damaging their vitality, the ancestors jointly made an oath that the eight hundred immortal worlds would do their own thing and do not interfere with each other."
"Have you ever considered the consequences of doing this?"
On the surface, his advice is hypocritical and sincere.
Secretly, there was a look of success flickering in the corners of his shining eyes.
"Everyone, please give me a helping hand."
Emperor Yun Jue raised his hand to greet him with a look of sadness on his face.
"Swish swish."
Dozens of emperors, emperors, and empresses flew to his side and all clasped their fingers together.
"Boom."
It seemed like someone was beating a drum in the distance, and the sound was dull and long.
The transparent light mask, like the ripples rippling out of the water, spreads layer by layer, wrapping the Emperor Yunzue inside.
The light shield here was just set, and from the crack in the void, a white jade hand fiercely shot out.
There was only a crashing sound, and with Emperor Yunzun as the center, the rebounding immortal power was suddenly released.
