As a shaman who doesn't want to be killed by fate, and even wants to understand the avenue of fate, the opportunity in front of him makes Chaogu feel that he can fight.

He once peeked into the fate of Peng Wanli's master, but he himself was hit hard, and the power of the backlash almost completely buried him.

It was that peeping that he finally made a decision, and after recovering from his injuries, he chose to come to the place of return.

What's even more coincidental is that when he was recuperating from his injuries and was about to set off to return to the ruins, all the heavenly warriors appeared, and Qingyang Huan's Heavenly Tribulation broke out.

Coincidental?

No.

It should be fate!

Everything is inexplicably revealing something.

This once again made Chao Gu lay the speculation in his heart, and it is ridiculous to say that a dignified shaman actually relied on gambling.

However, what can he do if he doesn't gamble, fate is impermanent, even if he can peek into fate, but every time he steps into the taboo of fate, he is impacted.

And in the sequence of fate, there is also a nightmare fog, blocking the peeping person and eroding the peeping person's vitality.

Of course, Chaogu himself will not say it, the more ethereal fate is, the more he feints in it, the more he will feel that his fate is unpredictable.

"Heavenly Dao. ”

At this moment, Chao Gu stared at Qingyang Huan, as the end of the ancient era, the first existence to build the foundation of the Heavenly Dao, and the luck shrouded in his body was as brilliant as the sun.

All of this is exactly what he speculated in his heart, the times and luck have gathered together to dazzle, the wind and clouds are rising, and the wind of the times is pushing the atmospheric transporters forward.

Just like those powerful beings who peeked into the heavens in the past, Qingyang Huan at this moment is also standing on the cusp of the storm, waiting for the wind to rise and the clouds fly.

For a while, Master Chaogu's eyes were a little hot, which made Qing Yanghuan feel a little embarrassed, could the old guy in front of him who had a childish face really bent?

This is too damaging to the image of the shaman.

"You can't let the True God Clan kill the Bright God Monarch of the God Celestial Clan, he is gathering qi and gathering the general trend!"

......

At this moment, in the starry sky, two divine lights collided like comets, piercing the vast starry sky, and the Kuafu Divine Clan was controlling the divine beast Kui Niu, almost pressing the Bright Divine Monarch to fight.

The light that shrouded heaven and earth in ancient times is now being challenged under this heavenly dome.

The feathers behind the Ming God Monarch almost burned with illusory divine flames, and their figures continued to pierce the void like divine lightning.

"Just like the large-scale conquest of the war division, the successive battles, the momentum is like a rainbow, the warrior of the Kuafu Divine Clan is condensing his momentum, he wants to coerce the general trend of the warriors of the Divine Celestial Clan, to suppress you!"

The battle of the general trend, like those undefeated gods of war, has experienced one conquest after another, and each time they have defeated the enemy, it will naturally produce a brilliant and undefeated general trend, which is daunting.

Right now, the warriors of the Father Divine Clan are like this.

He came from ancient times, even though the majesty of the ancient gods traversed the ancient and modern, but it was too long, and he needed to prove it to the warriors of this world with a real fight.

God is still an invincible being.

The god of light is full of gods, and he is naturally the best martial artist of the wilderness.

He had just returned from his silence, and the new era made him feel strange, and he could only be watered with the blood of his opponents.

The scorching divine blood made his luck rise again, and once again dominate the heavens and the earth.

Coerced the general trend of Huanghuang to suppress a warrior of the human race of later generations, so that all races avoided it.

What the!

The words of the ancient master made Qingyang Huan look stunned.

He didn't suspect anything about the old guy's words.

For a warrior, this is true, the shadow of the famous tree of the person, if the warrior of the Kuafu Divine Clan has won successive battles, the general momentum shrouded in his body is enough to directly kill the surrounding kings, even if he has to retreat.

This shaman, who has never known all his life, stood with his senior brother when he appeared, and helped him like this, could it be said that he had taken a fancy to him.

He has also heard the legend of the shaman, these mysterious guys, you can't find them, you can only wait for them to come to you.

Looking at this posture, it should be like this, and it's a little exciting to think about it.

"Master, what should Qingyang do next?"

Thinking of this, Qing Yanghuan then asked rhetorically, since he felt that this old thing had taken a fancy to him, he naturally subconsciously regarded it as his own, anyway, that's what happened.

"Devouring wolves and chasing tigers, the momentum of luck is galloping like a dragon, and the more prosperous the natural momentum, the better. ”

Master Chaogu was very conscious, his eyes flashed with essence, staring at Qingyanghuan, wanting to see Qingyanghuan's expression change.

"Good!"

However, he didn't see the slightest abnormality in Qingyanghuan's face, only a faint word, plain and calm.

Standing above the void, his body is like a god, tall and majestic, with a straight spine, like a true dragon wanting to dominate the sky.

Even with the momentum of defeating the Eight Clawed Demon Monarch and the Bright Divine Monarch one after another, even if there was not the slightest burst of momentum, it was still as dazzling as the divine sun, which made the eyes of the warriors of the Quartet full of awe.

"Good!"

This kind of calm standing in the fierce battle made Chaogu can't help but echo it.

This time it's a good match!

He saw a strong self-confidence and fighting spirit from Qingyang Huan, and he was not afraid of any challenges and expeditions.

There is no need to be impassioned, everything is under control.

......

In the starry sky, the divine beast Kui Niu under the Wild Pastoral Seat was wrapped in violent winds and rains, lightning and thunder, and constantly trampled on the starry sky.

Boom!

The golden feathers behind the Bright God Monarch were like heavenly knives in the sky, and every time they slashed through Kui Niu's huge body, they burst out with dazzling firelight, and every spark was as big as a star.

However, the divine armor on Kui Niu's body was as thick as a mountain, and even if it was slashed by the golden feathers, it only revealed shallow traces, and it was impossible to break through its defenses.

The Divine Celestial Clan, which has always boasted of noble bloodlines among the heavens and all races, has truly encountered the existence of pure bloodline this time.

His divine law seems to have nothing to hide in front of Amakuri, and the light law inherited from the last generation of the god of light in ancient times is constantly being broken in front of Aragaki.

This is the ancestor of the Kuafu Divine Clan, and he thinks about what happened to the Great Sun God Wu back then, but he was not caught and eaten and devoured the light.

Looking at the battle in the starry sky, Qing Yanghuan didn't make the slightest move, he was waiting for an opportunity.

Since the Kuafu Divine Clan wants to suppress the Bright God Monarch and gather the general trend of his body, then he can naturally also sweep the eight desolations and four poles, and envelop the general trend of heaven and earth.

Now the battle between the warriors of the Kuafu Divine Clan and the Bright Divine Monarch has not yet reached the end, and there is still strength left, waiting.

"Master Chaos, what is the solution to today's situation?"

The words of the previous conversation between Chao Gu and his senior brother, Qing Yanghuan could also hear it clearly.

To be honest, the appearance of the True God Clan made him feel that his luck had undergone an unpredictable change, and he couldn't see this change clearly at the moment, and he didn't know which step it was heading.

Even in the depths of the vast starry sky, there is an even more ancient and decaying atmosphere.

Although that aura was very vague and ethereal, at this moment his luck was above his own, and his perception was many times stronger than usual.

The qi machine hidden in the dim depths of the starry sky was still caught by him.

How much energy does he have to be able to induce such an existence to come, even if the Heavenly Dao is very attractive, but it will not even appear in the races buried in the years.

By the way, and this uninvited shaman.

"The universe is dark and the fate is disorderly. ”

Squinting his eyes, Rangu groaned again.

Well, the more respectful you are, the more you grasp it.

However, in the face of this kind of chaotic ancient master, Qingyang Huan has no choice, and the legends about the priest for a long time all show that this group of people is not easy to mess with, they have to be respected, otherwise they have to be good-looking.

"Wait for the opportunity, suppress all opponents in one fell swoop, the road ahead of the Heavenly Dao is like walking on a cliff and a desperate road, there are abysses on both sides, if you want to go on, you need the blessing of the magnificent luck trend, the luck on your body now is not enough, far from enough. ”

Just when Qingyang Huan was secretly thinking about it, the serious ancient master below, his eyes slightly revealed a gleam, and then the old voice was transmitted to his ears like a mosquito and a fly.

"Immortals and gods gather, the heavens dance together, and the cycle of an era is about to begin. ”

What the!

Subconsciously, Qingyanghuan looked stunned, and then looked at Chaogu, his eyes had already opened and closed, and his expression was solemn.

However, at this moment, his body snorted violently, as if it had been struck by lightning.