The Strongest Tribe

die!

Lei Yingjue, who was hit by the copper plate, glared at Xia Tuo, completely annoyed. He held the witch knife in his hands with both hands, and suddenly thousands of sword lights burst out from nothing, turning into the realm of sword lights, towards Xia Tuo. Tuo shrouded down.

In this regard, Xia Tuo held the totem copper plate and shot again and again, smashing the shadows of knives that hit the sky, and then rushed forward.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The totem copper plate is firmly imprinted on Lei Yingjue's body, and he greets his head specially, no matter how the witch knife in Lei Yingjue's hand resists, Xia Tuo sticks to the outside of his body, using the copper plate vigorously Smashing, every hit is solid.

Hmm, hard.

skull cover.

Clang!

The Fengling Dao showed its sharpness, but in the face of absolute power, the sharpness was shattered, and Lei Yingjue dodged, but Xia Tuo followed closely behind, clinging to Paizhuan.

In this case, if you want to launch a big killing technique, you can't spare your hands at all.

Lei Yingjue, who came from an ancient clan, had never seen such a move before, screaming and roaring when he was beaten by the totem copper plate that kept falling down.

The younger generation of the dignified Leiying family don't want to lose face.

It's really embarrassing to be slapped in the face like this.

stop!

Lei Yingjue, who was hit in the face continuously, couldn't bear such a stormy attack. The sky was filled with phantoms of totem copper plates falling. .

boom!

Xia Tuo didn't care about Lei Yingjue's roar at all, and continued to smash.

Where did this superb thing come from.

Stop, I tell you to stop.

Old Freak Sha, make a move!

Lei Yingjue, who was suffering from pain, roared loudly, dodging left and right in embarrassment in mid-air, with blood surging and roaring in his body, this kind of appearance is really sorry for the ancient Yun of his clan.

In the distance, Old Monster Sha, who is only a few feet away from the ground,

Shrinking his head, he has no intention of making a move at all. The first blood of the Leiying clan of the ancient clan has been beaten like this by Fatty.

I thought it was such a powerful person, but I didn't expect it to be a straw bag pillow.

It's no wonder that the Leiying family is getting worse and worse. They only focus on the shady things behind their backs.

As soon as he thought of this, Old Monster Sha hit the ground, then turned into yellow sand and disappeared.

Fourteen-character mantra!

Just kidding, let's go.

You forced me!

Under the fat beating, Lei Yingjue erupted, and his body was swept up with blood like an oven. The moment the blood was surging, Xia Tuo was directly pushed away several miles away.

Lei Yingjue, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, looked at Xia Tuo with murderous intent in his eyes, and shouted fiercely: You lowly thing, I'm going to skin you and cramp you.

Across the void, Xia Tuo looked at the guy who was beaten into a puffer fish by himself, and he could tell that this was a parallel importer of the realm.

In terms of realm, the guy on the opposite side is a line higher than himself, and the witch knife in his hand is at least a sixth-order middle-grade level, which is not considered tattered. Inside the robe, there is an inner armor with countless witch patterns.

Good stuff.

However, the combat power of this thing is really fragile.

In summary, this should be an ancient second generation.

Die.

At this moment, Lei Yingjue showed a sinister smile, a blood-colored long rainbow appeared above his head, and went straight into the sky. There were countless witch patterns rolling in it, and a blood-colored sword glow emerged.

Looking at the blood-red long knife, Xia Tuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strong sense of crisis descended. This should be a powerful imprint, which was specially left on the guy in front of him for his body protection.

Spread your palms, and the purple air lingers on the totem copper plate for a moment. When the purple air comes from the west, the air of luck pours down like a giant waterfall and merges into the totem copper plate.

Immediately after Xia Tuo held the copper plate and headed towards Yingyingjue, the void followed closely behind, setting off a wave of space debris.

The copper plate struck horizontally, shattering the blood-colored knife shadow, and imprinted fiercely on Lei Yingjue's chest.

Click!

The treasure armor with powerful defensive power cracked, tens of thousands of runes were shattered, and the cracks spread all over the armor body. What was even worse was that Li Yingjue himself was printed on the totem copper plate, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer.

boom!

Accompanied by a roar, Lei Yingjue spit out blood and flew out. Blood sprayed on his chest and back, and life essence kept escaping.

In the tens of miles of sky that flew horizontally, blood flowers bloomed from his body, one after another continuously, the old blood was soaring.

impossible!

Lei Yingjue who fell to the ground, his eyes were full of panic, even the attack mark left by his grandfather was so easily broken, this is his greatest attack reliance.

escape!

A thought flashed in his mind, and Lei Yingjue ran away without caring about his distressed appearance.

want to run?

However, at the next moment, Lei Yingjue felt that he was swept by a surging force, and his body could not help leaning forward, and then he was grabbed by a big hand, dragging him down towards the bottom.

boom!

boom!

poof~

The two stabbing pains from the knee made Lei Yingjue scream, and she knelt down involuntarily.

Dare you~

boom!

Immediately, the totem copper plate was pulled down and landed on his left cheek, his whole head was beaten so dizzy.

However, this is not over, the tingling pain in the abdomen followed, Xia Tuo waved the totem copper plate and greeted his stomach vigorously, the terrifying power penetrated the body, directly poured into the five organs and disturbed it shattered, and along the way, several small worlds exploded.

However, the vitality of the strong people in the ground-opening state is strong, even if it is like this, Lei Yingjue is still howling alive and kicking, and there is no sign of dying.

Not only that, Xia Tuo also sensed the vitality in this guy's body, gradually repairing the internal organs that were crushed by him.

Oh, by the way, they beat people into pig heads, and I don't know what they are called.

It's also to blame for this guy's bad mouth, looking for a beating.

He didn't kill the killer directly, but wanted to know the origin of his identity. He didn't look like a tiger benwei, but the one who ran away seemed like it.

The severe pain all over his body caused the handsome and young Lei Yingjue to distort his facial features and the bridge of his nose collapsed.

You~

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at the guy kneeling on the ground with a savage look on his face, without the slightest hesitation, the totem copper plate fell down with a wave of his hand, and the luck witch treasure blessed with purple energy was as heavy as a mountain, every time it fell, Blood mist would explode on Lei Yingjue's body.

Stop hitting, stop hitting.

Stop hitting.

...

bang bang bang!

The viscera, which had just recovered a little, were shattered by Xia Tuo again. The battle bones on his arms and legs were covered with cracks, and his whole body almost collapsed completely.

It's all like this, and it still hasn't fallen apart.

A Tuo, this guy is so resistant to beating.

Look at the blood flowing out, the barren grass has become psychedelic, so rich in the vitality of the medicinal spirit.

This is the humanoid medicine jar.

Xia Tuo had discovered this a long time ago. Wherever this guy spilled blood, the vegetation either withered or glowed with aura. In a short period of time, new buds sprouted and were covered with a hazy aura.

This shows that this guy's body is filled with too much medicinal energy, which is so strong that it cannot be melted. How many spiritual medicines has this guy swallowed?

No wonder he recovered so quickly after being beaten up like this. Feelings are like a moving medicine.

If such a person is seen by some warriors who practice evil methods, they will definitely be taken away, and then put into a cauldron to stew into a pot of Shiquan Dabu soup. Not only that, except for spring water, no other big medicines need to be put.

Of course, this guy is not immortal, it is just because too much power of the medicine spirit has been accumulated in his body, and the repair of the injury also needs to consume vitality. Once, you can be beaten to death.

Crouching on the ground and struggling for a while, Lei Yingjue recovered his demeanor. He got up tremblingly, and looked at Xia Tuo cautiously. After seeing the half-smile, his body couldn't help but tremble.

This kind of changing appearance obviously means that he has not been severely beaten by life, and he will be much more honest after being beaten like this.

Xia Tuo looked at this guy with concern, and said, You say it yourself, or let me help you.

I am the contemporary heir of the Leiying clan, how dare you... Before she could finish speaking, Leiyingjue couldn't help but tremble, and said hastily, I am the commander of the Hu Benwei, and I was ordered to investigate the frontier.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, the purple light in Xia Tuo's palm flashed away, and he slapped the guy in front of him flying hundreds of feet away, and smashed it heavily on the ground.

puff~

Spitting out a mouthful of old blood, Lei Yingjue saw that he was already a little far away from Xia Tuo, and his eyes instantly became ferocious, and he squinted at Xia Tuo, full of hatred, and then a witch treasure on his body lit up, and the light tore through the sky. Once the space barrier is broken, you have to escape.

It's still too late!

Xia Tuo's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the totem copper plate in his hand fell down, blood burst from his left shoulder, the flesh and blood exploded, and the blood spurted wildly, Lei Yingjue screamed at the sound of the blow.

Xia Tuo pinched his neck and flew towards the west, straddled Daxia City without entering, and went straight to the wild ancient land. This guy's origin is unknown, if he is killed, his value will be greatly reduced, and he will also be with a powerful man. ethnic groups feud.

Since so many elixir are used to water it, it proves that this guy has a high status, and only by holding him can he play the greatest role, and it can also make the people behind him cast a trap.

There is no way, Daxia is so powerful now, even if someone of him artificially creates a baby, it is impossible to have this condition, to use the elixir to water it completely.

Let's not talk about whether we can get so many elixir, just to digest these elixir and improve the martial arts, how many ethnic groups have such background.

This guy can't be killed.

At least it cannot be killed until the ethnic group behind it is figured out.

As for the old man who ran, as long as he was still in the wilderness, he couldn't run far.

...

Three hundred thousand miles deep in the wild ancient land.

This place is full of miasma on all sides, and it does not rely on a certain mine vein in Daxia. Xia Tuo deliberately chose such a place.

A cave was randomly opened in the mountain, and Lei Yingjue was thrown on the ground. At this moment, he finally knew the identity of this guy, Lei Ying's family.

The reason why the descendants of the Leiying family came back to the frontier is simply to enlighten the dead.

Under Xia Tuo's call, Lei Ying never dared to hide anything, and even farted a few times.

It turns out that the Leiying clan was one of the Daqi clan that was secretly destroyed back then.

Hundreds of years ago, the magpie spirit Wanfa came to the frontier, nominally following the order of King Nine Suns, but secretly because of the secret promotion of several ancient clans such as the Leiying clan.

This phenomenon illustrates a problem, that is, the power of the ancient clan that destroyed Daqi back then is still huge and can affect the thoughts of the ruling king of Great Yin.

Lei Yingjue's arrival is rooted in Que Ling's body. This is Que Ling Wanfa's revenge against Da Xia. Somehow, Lei Yingjue is encouraged to come to the frontier.

Xia Tuo even felt that Lei Yingjue's miserable appearance at this moment was due to the calculations of magic tricks, and everyone was beaten into such a bear. character, this feud is forged.

At this time, even if Lei Yingjue was let go and kowtowed to make amends, it would be too late.

...

In the cave, Fat Brother's phantom appeared on the psychic skeleton, and a voice sounded, saying: The Leiying clan is a very ancient ethnic group in the barren land, similar to the inheritance of the Cave Heaven Holy Land.

Such ancient clans are all hermit clans, they rarely care about outside affairs, and most of them live in their own unique caves or in their own clan lands.

So here comes the question, how did this guy come here.

Then, Xia Tuo told Fat Brother the news about the interrogation.

Hearing the sound, Fat Brother frowned, and said: The Leiying family has offended so much, even if it is too late to let it go back, what do you want to do?

Xia Tuo frowned, thinking about the way to break the game. When he took over the Blood Spirit Sinners, he thought about colliding with Huben Wei, but he didn't expect him to open the game, but after the start, everyone has their own calculations.

Shaking his head lightly, Xia Tuo said, That can't be the case!

If there is one, there are two, Que Ling here wants to teach him a lesson.

Firstly, the Que Ling clan has been irritated a lot over the years, and secondly, because of the weak terrain, the Que Ling clan can only be bullied more and more to come to the door.

What about the guy from the Leiying family?

Press down.

A savage light flashed in Xia Tuo's eyes, and he said, The Leiying clan is an ancient clan, and we are also an ancient clan.

The ancient clan that has been passed down for many years is not a ruined holy place like Bianhuang. It has treacherous methods. It is not easy to detain this guy.

Fat Brother's words sounded again, causing Xia Tuo to hide the coldness in his eyes and frown. This is a bit difficult.

...

Xuyang Mountain.

This is a majestic and majestic mountain range, more than 100,000 feet high, towering like the sky, surrounded by aura, constantly intertwined with rays of light, occasionally flying around by different kinds of birds.

Surrounding the 100,000-foot-high peak, there are three stone wombs with a size of 1,000 feet, each of which is like an independent star. Occasionally, starlight looms from the stone wombs, and after refraction, it falls to the top of Xuyang Mountain.

Thirty thousand years ago, there were eleven stone stars surrounding Xuyang Mountain. At the end of the Dragon Han Dynasty, Xuyang Mountain was more than 300,000 feet high, surrounded by eighteen triple stars.

Now, there are only three stars left, the star power is gone, the star light is wilting, and Xuyang Mountain has lost its innate mysterious power.

In the mountains, you can see tiankengs looming, surrounded by dense old forests, broken stone tires in the tiankengs, no vegetation around, and the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

For many big tribes in the wasteland, they all knew the name of the Leiying clan of Xuyang Mountain.

Over the years, the Leiying clan has gradually declined, especially in the past ten thousand years, the rate of defeat has been far faster than before, but in the decline, the Leiying clan is also an old god lion.

In Xuyang Mountain, among the ancient trees and old forests, except for some real birds and beasts, no one can be seen. In the depths of the mountains, in a cave inlaid with divine jade and crystal stones, there is an old man in brown clothes, sitting cross-legged On the array plate full of witch patterns.

hum!

In the palm of the old man's outstretched hand, a speck of black light rolled like a needle, and tiny witch patterns floated around it, densely packed like starlight.

As the black light covered the palm, a shrunken starry sky about the size of an inch emerged on the palm of the palm. There were a total of nine stars about the size of an inch. According to some strange rules, they were connected and slowly rotated at the end.

Eight poles of heaven and earth, traces of formations.

The old man opened his mouth, and nine stars lit up in the starry sky in his palm, and suddenly turned, arranged into a strange array shape, and finally connected into a line.

Leiying's Xiantian Baji Xing Gua was learned from the supreme secret art of Xiantian Ba ​​Gua, which has been continuously evolved through generations of clansmen.

However, with the crash of the fixed star array, the innate eight-pole star hanger has fallen, and the clansmen of the past generations could not repair the triple eighteen star, and could only regret in the defeat.

Although the star array was destroyed, it is still possible to deduce the traces of his own people.

puff~

Accompanied by a sound of inclination, the situation on the nine-star line collapsed, the starlight burst out, and the witch charms were scattered.

Seeing this scene, the old man showed doubts. He didn't believe in evil, and restarted the star array, and couldn't derive the position three times in a row.

When this happens, it is nothing more than that the deduced place is under the suppression of mysterious treasures, or it is constantly moving outside of nothingness, and there is no trace of stopping to leave an accurate point.

Soon, the old man withdrew his miraculous means, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and his voice crossed the mountains and fields. A middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in a cave a few miles away woke up from the silence, frowned slightly, and then disappeared into the In the cave.

...

Borderlands, ancient lands, above an unknown and unknown hill among mountains and ravines, the void barrier was shattered, and the figure of Yin Jiuzhu stepped out of the cave world, and after a few breaths, The figure rushed into the cave world again.

Click!

One hundred thousand miles away, the void shattered, and Yin Jiuzhu jumped out of the cave world, picked a few black-colored autumn fruits with poisonous gas on the surface, stuffed them into his mouth, and then entered the cave world again.

The patriarch ordered the master, and the master instructed him to take a few celestial magic treasures in the border area between the wild ancient land and the western frontier, and just wander around. He needs to enter the cave world from time to time, and then run out and run in again.

Although I don't know why it is done like this, but Master's order cannot be violated.

Among the Dongtian witch treasures on Yin Jiuzhu's body, there is Lei Yingjue who has been dazed, and the rest are members of the Blood Spirit Sin Clan. Anyway, one is Tibetan, and the other is also Tibetan.

Since it is an ancient clan, even if it is declining, Xia Tuo feels that he cannot take it lightly. Who knows if there is any blessing of bloodline power, any secret technique inheritance.

Therefore, four fate lines were connected to Lei Yingjue's body, three worms and one poisonous scorpion, and then let Yin Jiuzhu keep running around in the cave and the real wasteland world without stopping for a moment, if he could still be found like this , considered Lei Ying's powerful.

Daxia doesn't have any secret techniques, so it can only be used for sports tactics.

Xia never underestimated his enemies. After all, he had only one life, and he lived a long life. This is the most reasonable saying.

For example, at this moment, he is preparing to find a way to take revenge on Que Ling.

Don't give Que Ling a little color, this guy doesn't know what it means to be barren and dangerous.

On Tianlu Mountain, Xia Tuo had two things in front of him, one was the Luwu Prison Card, and the other was the Slave Realm where slaves were transported by the Slave Palace. When he took the Huben Prison Card from Hu Ling earlier, he found that the prison cards had the same shape.

Is this a coincidence, or something else?

Wuwu lay on his shoulders, with a sly smile hidden in the depths of his small eyes, quietly looking at Xia Tuo.

Xia Tuo grabbed the Luwu prison card and looked at it in his hand. He wanted to decipher the secret of this card and add some persuasion and reliance to the statement of the prison guards.

It's a pity that he has exhausted all his efforts on this prison card, burning it, frying it, blood sacrifice, lightning strike, branding of the primordial spirit, etc., but he got nothing.

In the end how to crack.

For a moment, Xia Tuo, who woke up from contemplation, stretched out his hand and lifted Wuwu from his shoulder, put it a foot in front of his eyes, and said, Tell me, do you have any ideas?

I have. Wuwu nodded, the sly smile in his eyes bloomed completely, and he said arrogantly: Benwu just doesn't say it, and I'm so mad at you, Benwu is a sentence, not those dubious people outside Ben Wu is also a totem of face.

I see, is it right to use luck?

Hearing the sound, Hu Wu suddenly shut his mouth and shook his head violently.

no!

A flash of understanding flashed in Xia Tuo's eyes, and he pondered: It turns out that it is using the power of luck, and I have tried so many methods, but I forgot to try Ziqi.

Then he casually grabbed towards the sky, and a wisp of purple air was caught in his hand and fell into the Luwu prison card. However, after the purple air fell into the prison card, there was no slight fluctuation, as if nothing had disappeared.

Ben Wu is here. Wu Wu was floating on the side, winking, and shouted: Here.

Unbelievable, Xia Tuo grabbed another wisp of purple air and sent it into the Luwu prison card, but he still received no response.

What's going on here? Xia Tuo asked aloud, Why is there no response at all?

Call me Mr. Wuwu.

My lord.

Hearing the sound, Wuwu's small eyes widened, looked at Xia Tuo, and said in frustration: I forgot, you are the most shameless one, God is sorry, the great Wuwu actually concluded a contract with a shameless person Eternal Covenant.

After saying a few words, Wuwu rolled his small eyes, and said meanly: Come on, give Uncle Wu another call.

Master Wu, ancestor Wu.

Perfunctory. Wuwu hummed, and then said: Not sincere at all, you really have no shame at all.

What do I want to do, tell me quickly. After shaking Wuwu twice, Xia Tuo put the Lu Wu prison card in front of Wuwu.

The first divine prison of the human race was built by Emperor Deming Gao Tao. At that time, the human race had not yet formed a complete family luck purple energy. At that time, the human race's practice, in addition to martial arts and witchcraft, also cultivated the golden body of luck. , Manifesting the weather of luck and divine flowers.”

The sages of the human race have gone all the way to save the people from the dire straits, taught and preached, and are naturally admired and appreciated by the people, and they have good luck.

The sages of the human race used this kind of luck to practice the golden body, transforming the luck from illusion to reality, and cultivated it to a very high level, and all harm will not invade, and those who are injured will be cursed and bad luck.

Isn't this merit? Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo was taken aback, recalling it a bit.

A Tuo, think about why there are prisons in the human race, and what kind of guys should be in prison.

In the earliest era of the human race, those who were imprisoned were the enemies of the human race, and the sinners who committed heinous killings within the human race.

Detaining such a person will naturally get feedback from the luck of the human race, lowering the luck, yes, that is the power of merit in your mouth, not to mention that the word you is used here is quite appropriate.

At this moment, Xia Tuo looked at Wuwu, and said, You say so much, do you just want to tell me that the power of luck is different from the original era of the human race, so this prison order cannot be activated.

No.

Wuwu shook his head, showing a little arrogant look, and said: You don't have to look at who Benwu is, but you also have to recognize yourself. Although luck is changing, it is always the same.

It's just that the internal struggles of the human race are on the rise, and few people are fighting bloody battles and preaching for the human race, so this method of practicing luck is gradually lost.

After all, if you don't fight for the human race, you won't be able to gather luck, and naturally you won't be able to cultivate the golden body of luck.

Although you are not a good thing, extermination, murder, robbery, beating sap, etc., but these years have saved more blood descendants of the human race, and your merits outweigh your mistakes. .

According to Ben Wu's deduction, as long as you can initially condense the golden body of luck, you can control this token.

As he said that, Wuwu approached Xia Tuo all of a sudden, and said mysteriously: According to the inheritance in my memory, once the golden body is condensed with luck, there will be many benefits.

Any of the great sages such as the sages and emperors of the human race back then gathered a golden body of luck.

Although the golden body of luck can only be used to protect the body in many cases, but if you think about it, you are so afraid of death, don't you feel tempted by such a golden amulet?

That's right, Xia Tuo was moved.

Isn't this thing tailor-made for him?

Tell me how much luck I have.

How can I condense the golden body of luck.

Such a good thing, why didn't you say it earlier.

You didn't ask earlier, and besides, it would be useless even if you asked earlier. I didn't think about it before. Wuwu hummed, and then said: Let me see the power of luck in you.

What do you think? Xia Tuo expressed doubts.

Immediately following the ripples in Xia Tuo's spiritual world, a humming sound came in, and he closed his eyes, and his mind fell silent.

In the center of the spiritual world, Yuanshen sits cross-legged, surrounded by nothingness, a stream of purple air rises from the Yuanshen, rushes several feet above the head in one fell swoop, and spreads about three acres in size.

The purple gas turns into clouds, and the clouds are steaming and rosy. In the tumbling purple clouds, an illusory cloud emerges, with golden lights like stars looming.

There is a layer of black air under the purple air, and there is a bright red dazzling in the tumbling black air from time to time, but compared to the tumbling purple cloud flowers, the black air is not even one percent.

Different from the Hou tribe's luck, the Hou tribe's luck is like a pillar of air, while the people's luck is like a cloud, ethereal like a startling dragon.

Hey, you have so much power of luck. Wuwu transformed into a phantom and appeared in Xia Tuo's spiritual world, looking at the purple energy surrounding Xia Tuo's primordial spirit, showing a surprised look.

Immediately afterwards, Wuwu said again: The power of luck should be enough for you to initially condense a divine flower of luck to protect your body.

The golden body protects the body with good luck, and it has been cultivated to the Dacheng state to be invulnerable to all harm and fear no external evils. But throughout the ages, even the emperor of your human race has never really achieved great success.

Speaking of this, Wuwu suddenly shook his head, and said quietly: By the way, I'll tell you a secret, you can't tell anyone now.

Back then, the Human Sovereign of your human race was an existence with the same status as the true spirits of heaven and earth, and there was no personality gap. Even if it was a true dragon or a divine phoenix, they would not dare to act presumptuously in front of the Human Sovereign.

The emperor sits in the town, and all spirits are deterred, not daring to offend in the slightest.

Since the true spirit of heaven and earth was born in the barren land, their personality has been fixed. They were born at the peak and stopped at the peak. The chance to escape is vague. There are detached...

The human race has a lot of luck... It's a pity that these two eras have been somewhat unlucky recently...

...

How to cultivate the golden body of luck.

I'll think about it. Wuwu groaned softly, thought for a moment, then opened his mouth and spit out a purple bubble, hitting Xia Tuo's primordial spirit.

In an instant, Xia Tuo felt the radiance in his primordial spirit, and an obscure and deep voice sounded, and the voice became louder and louder. It was an ancient secret method, which told about the method of gathering the golden body of luck.

Feeling that Xia Tuo's aura had quieted down, Wuwu flew out of his spiritual world, circled around Xia Tuo's cross-legged figure twice, and there was a look of comfort like an old mother in his small eyes.

After feeling emotional for a moment, he said, Benwu is no longer a shrine on the mud platform, and there is a lot to do ahead, woohoo...

For a moment, there were bursts of howling ghosts and wolves in the purple air above Tianlu Mountain, and the tone was full of joy and excitement.

oh woo

...

At this moment, Xia Tuo was completely silent on the secret method of luck and golden body passed by Wuwu. The secret method was extremely mysterious and pointed to a pure artistic conception.

It turns out that luck can still play like this.

The source of luck is very simple, it is the human race, the gathering of hundreds of millions of souls, the strong preaching and accepting karma, saving the people from fire and water, and even mobilizing the people to punish crimes and eliminate violence and peace, all of which contribute to the development of the race.

When the luck of the human race was not fully formed, the human race could gather the golden body of luck, and now that the luck of the human race is unified, it should be so.

However, the result was quite the opposite. The human race occupying the barren land had internal struggles, lost the original intention of the sages, and was no longer saving the people from fire and water. Naturally, they could not have luck. Instead, they were replaced by tribes, similar to small groups. family luck.

It's not that this is bad, in fact, the tribal luck does not conflict with one's own luck.

Unexpectedly, over the years, he has made mistakes by mistake, and instead complied with the merits of luck, promoting spiritual fields, establishing academies, witch houses, and expelling demon clans. However, the impact of killing people and destroying clans is much smaller.

Of course, it doesn't mean that there is nothing wrong with it. If you want to eliminate these effects, you need to spend several times the same price.