Qiu Lianshan’s luck... is really outrageous!

Although I don’t know why Qiu Lianshan’s luck is so low, Ye Feng didn’t mind taking care of him because he had provided a lot of information for Ye Feng before.

"But what kind of trial is this luck bath?"

Ye Feng looked at the misty clouds of luck around him, and the little golden dragon dripped in the luck of the Taiyin Sect bit by bit, and didn't know when he would swallow it.

If possible, Ye Feng even wanted to find a place to let go of the little golden dragon directly, so that he could transform into a real dragon body to swallow the luck of breathing. That speed would definitely be much faster than now.

"Hey, aren't you Elder Qiu's grandson? Do you know what to do to win in luck? "

Ye Feng placed his hope on Qiu Lianshan beside him.

"Of course I don't know about this kind of thing!"

Qiu Lianshan said with confidence: "I am the number one playboy in the inner sect of Taiyin Sect. I am good at eating, drinking, gamblers, and gambling. But if you ask me such serious questions, how can you answer me?"

Ye Feng looked at Qiu Lianshan who was righteous and righteous, and after holding it in for a long time, he could only say "Awesome!"

There are actually people who can tell their identity as a playboy so righteously, and still regard the situation of their own sect trials as a kind of pride. Ye Feng has also seen it.

But thinking about Elder Qiu, just because someone slapped his grandson, he rushed to Yunding Mountain without hesitation to find trouble for Elder Yun, and also used the refining of Taiyin Pills related to the sect as a threat...

By comparing the two, Ye Feng deeply understood that Qiu Lianshan would look like this.

Since there is no way to rely on Qiu Lianshan around him, Ye Feng can only rely on his own strength to think about it.

"By the way, can this Sea of ​​Luck be simulated in everything?"

Ye Feng asked casually.

He didn't expect Qiu Lianshan to answer this sentence, but Qiu Lianshan answered instead: "Yes, I heard that in this bathing sea, as long as you want it, it can transform into you, and it is very real!"

"I used to have a senior brother who tasted all the beauty of the sect in this place. Every time I talk about it, it was enough to make our playboys envious! If it weren't for the danger now, I would have wanted to try..."

Ye Feng: "???"

Looking at Qiu Lianshan with a very regretful expression, Ye Feng felt something was wrong with this guy.

However, the condition of "everything can be transformed into" made Ye Feng feel moved and he had a different idea.

How many things does he have that cannot be used now?

Too many!

Especially "The Decision of the Cultivation of the Death".

If you practice "The Death of the Destruction and Burial" in this place and truly transform the realm you feel, you may be able to get in touch with the peak of reality!

Ye Feng thought excitedly in his heart.

After all, when he obtained the "Breaking the Dead of Burial", the True Immortal of Fate is said to be. As long as he can understand this thing, he can directly reach the great way of the Divine Court.

Do it as soon as you say it.

In just a few minutes, Ye Feng divided a relatively hidden place in the Sea of ​​Luck.

Qiu Lianshan looked at Ye Feng who had crawled into the clouds and started practicing, and looked confused: "Can you see the place when practicing? This place is a sea of ​​luck, and everyone is still fighting. If you say you practice, just practice!"

However, no matter what Qiu Lianshan said, what Ye Feng decided would never be changed easily.

Untie the little golden dragon from his waist to make it alert to the movements around him, but Ye Feng sank into the ground

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After his own world, he began to concentrate on practicing "The Death of the Death of the Burial of Life".

But in just a short moment, characters after characters appeared beside Ye Feng.

These characters are regularly replaced by Ye Feng, among which the five characters "break", "destroy", "bury", "birth", and "decision" are the brightest.

As Ye Feng's thoughts and intentions moved, the luck around him was distorted.

The town that Ye Feng used his luck to transform, as well as the illusion of sword mountain, sword sea illusion, meteorite illusion, etc. that he had seized from others, were actually shaking loudly at this moment.

And these illusions of luck actually reacted differently when the five characters "break", "destroy", "bury", "birth" slowly lit up.

When the word "开" lights up, the illusions in the sword mountain and the sea of ​​swords made a rapid clash of iron tools. Many of the poor-quality swords even broke down and disintegrated into clouds and mists, and even cracks appeared on the meteorites.

When the word "destroy" lights up, the light released on these illusions seems to be swallowed by something, slowly returning to darkness as if it was extinguished by someone...

When the word "官" lights up, the illusion does not react, but it is the surrounding sea of ​​luck shaking wildly, as if it is about to bury everything in front of you.

boom!!!

A bright sword light split the luck and was bitten into powder by the little golden dragon.

"Ao~"

The little golden dragon howled into the distance, and its tail swept away the mist, revealing the person hiding in it.

Ye Feng opened his eyes and looked at the people angrily.

Although the attack just now was blocked by the little golden dragon, it also interrupted Ye Feng's subsequent evolution.

You know, he just found a little feeling.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect anyone to dare to practice in the sect's luck?"

The disciple who came out carried a big sword that was wide across his palm, and his eyes looked at Ye Feng full of ridicule.

"Don't you, a guy, know that practicing in the sea of ​​luck is like lighting a light in the dark, is a quest for death?"

"court death?"

Ye Feng looked at the disciple carrying the sword, "It's up to you?"

"Of course... I'm not the only one!"

The disciple shouted loudly, and thirty or forty people jumped out from all directions.

These people were holding a big sword that was wide in their hands.

"It's bad, it's bad. I didn't expect these guys to be from the same peak. They probably have formations to cooperate!"

Qiu Lianshan had already hid behind Ye Feng alertly.

The disciple in the leader looked at the town behind Ye Feng, and there were many illusions of luck, with a smile on his face: "Very good, as long as I can kill you and swallow your luck, I should be able to condense the tree of luck!"

"At that time, you only need to let the tree of luck absorb the surrounding luck and condense the luck fruit."

He was about to take action, but Ye Feng reached out to stop him.

Ye Feng couldn't help but ask curiously: "What are the things you just said?"

The disciple was also stunned and asked, "Don't you know?"

Ye Feng looked back.

Lucky tree, Lucky fruit...

He never heard Qiu Lianshan say these things!

When Qiu Lianshan faced Ye Feng's gaze, he straightened his chest without hesitation: "What are you doing? I said I am a playboy, and only a genius can understand such things!"

Forehead.

never mind.

Ye Feng looked at the disciple in front of him, and he felt that Guan Zhan was right before.

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"Kill them!"

The disciple in charge ordered.

In the sea of ​​luck, no one is noble.

Only those who survive and condense the tree of luck can survive and walk out of this space of luck.

This is common sense that everyone who enters the "bath of luck" knows.

As long as they can condense the tree of luck, they will not care about who the person in front of them are!

"roar!"

Just now, the little golden dragon, who was as thick as a bucket, suddenly increased ten times thick as the moment they saw these people fighting.

Even the length has changed. The four huge dragon claws are extremely thick, and the golden claw hooks on them look extremely terrifying.

Just one catch, the disciples in front of him were all cold.

"Damn, isn't this dragon a magic weapon?"

Looking at the little golden dragon swallowing towards him, the disciple holding the long sword said in surprise.

"roar!"

This disciple didn't even have a last word, and was swallowed into his stomach by the little golden dragon.

But the little golden dragon did not swallow their flesh and blood.

Just absorb the luck of these people and will spit them out.
To be continued...