"Wu Yue!"

The treasure was cut off halfway, and Ximen Fu's face was ugly, as you can imagine, he looked at the figure in the air, and spoke coldly, vaguely revealing a sense of gnashing his teeth.

Immediately, his gaze shifted to the side, and the thing that fell into his hand condensed his pupils in disbelief, and then flashed with a faint look of greed.

The aura was dissipated, and everyone saw clearly that it was a long pointed prism the size of a baby's fist, with golden clouds on it, as if there was a bright light, covered with fine golden dragon scales!

The aura turned into shape, and a golden dragon was being pinched in Wu Yue's hand, struggling to himself, but he gave birth to a little spirituality, but his eyes were still dull, and he obviously had not opened his spiritual intelligence.

"Dragon's Pulse!"

"Dragon vein transformation, this is the Golden Scale Stone!"

At this moment, there was an uproar, and it was difficult for many monks in the Stone Palace to remain calm, because the spar that fell into Wu Yue's hands at this moment was actually condensed by the energy of the dragon vein, and it was a real treasure and a strange treasure, which was difficult to find in ancient and modern times, and was rare in the world.

As long as you absorb and refine, you can get luck and protect your body!

Needless to say, how precious luck is, whether it is for the sect or the individual, it is extremely important, from the Holy Land of the Immortal Gate, the Demon Sect of the Dynasty, to the sect of the third-rate family, the sect that has not entered the product, countless heavenly demons, and the treasures that the powerful and the giants are fighting for.

The reason why the four heavenly rankings of the Holy Emperor Mountain attracted the major forces of Zhongtian, and many people participated in it, competing for the battle, in order to get a part of the dragon vein luck of the Holy Emperor!

Qi luck is out of heaven and earth, not in the five elements, between the way of heaven and the avenue, formless and shadowless, colorless and phaseless, only in some special times, will it appear in the form of a dragon.

Luck is not clear, it can not directly enhance people's strength, increase cultivation, longevity, but can invisibly bring influence, bless people, the road is smooth and smooth, every time to avoid evil, turn evil into auspicious.

It's a kind of destiny!

Everything in the world is in the fate, irreversible, and difficult to disobey.

Of course, although luck is predetermined, it is not completely immutable.

The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, everything has a glimmer of life, and it is not impossible to change one's life against the sky, and the existence of the monk itself is a kind of act against the sky.

As the cultivation gradually deepens, the higher the monk's cultivation and stronger his strength, and his own luck, along with his relatives and friends of the sect, will also change and increase.

The strength of luck determines the laws of cause and effect, the trajectory of the changing direction of living things, in other words, it can determine the good fortune and misfortune of each person, and how far they can go in the future.

The dragon vein turns into an ancient stone, and the golden scale stone contains the qi of the dragon vein, which is just one of them, and there are ancient dragon stones, heavenly dragon stones and holy dragon stones on them, each of which is very different, and can increase luck.

Judging from the golden scale stone in Wu Yue's hand alone, the manifestation of the golden dragon of qi luck, the body length is no more than three feet, even if it is absorbed and refined, I am afraid it will not be able to increase the luck of one layer, and the effect is very limited, but even so, it is enough to make countless people envious and fight for it.

Its value is still above the 10,000-year-old wood crystal and the Xuanhai Holy Pearl!

"Elder Laoximen stepped in to help leave the ancient stone, and Wu Yue was grateful. ”

Wu Yue held the golden scale stone in his hand, and there was a thunderous edge between his fingers, as if a cage and an iron hoop, the captivity of life suppressed the golden scale stone, no matter how he struggled, he could not escape.

His face was indifferent, he looked at Ximen Fu calmly, although he said thank you in his mouth, but his words and demeanor were not a little grateful, and his actions were not enough.

At this moment, the murderous aura in Ximen Fu's eyes almost condensed out, and he even had an irrepressible impulse to cut the kid in front of him with a thousand knives and shatter the corpse!

After all, in front of everyone's eyes, he still had scruples and didn't dare to make a move, although as long as he wanted to, one finger could easily kill Wu Yue, but at this moment, the sect master of Xuantian Sect, the sorrow was in the ancient elephant city, and the identity of the disciple of the other party's Xuantian Sect has undoubtedly become the best life amulet.

Wu Yue knew, so he had no fear.

Ximen Fu suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "This golden scale stone ..........."

"I want to dedicate this golden scale stone to the family teacher, not to exchange the spirit stone!"

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Wu Yue directly interrupted, said, the words fell, his palm flipped over, and he directly pocketed the golden scale stone.

"Good!So good!!"

Ximen Fu's face twitched and he laughed angrily, he couldn't imagine that today, he was a dignified Ximen family elder, a real person in the middle of the Returning Origin Realm, would actually be slapped in the face in public by a kid who had not dried up and had taken away the qi.

At this moment, the killing intent in his heart continued to rise and soar, like a poisonous snake and beast, stormy waves.

Without saying much, Ximen Fu beckoned, and the third and last piece fell on the stone platform, he was afraid that if he said one more word, he would not be able to suppress the anger in his heart, and directly slaughtered Wu Yue.

The atmosphere was gloomy as ice, depressing and terrifying, everyone was still immersed in the gambling stone, shocked on the golden scale stone, and they didn't notice the abnormality of the two, except for Feng Feng and Yu Jingchen, who keenly sensed Ximen Fu's killing intent.

The two of them were shocked in their hearts, and they looked at each other, both revealing a touch of vigilance.

The last ancient stone, which is the one that Mr. Wu Yue has inducted, is less than the size of a human head, and it looks gray and broken, and it looks even more broken and ancient than the previous ones.

But now, a piece of treasure is ancient and rare, from the impossible treasure of the waste appeared, again and again, smashed countless glasses, stared at countless pairs of eyes, continuous destruction and impact on everyone's three perceptions of cognition, everyone has been numb, or has been common, accustomed to it.

At this moment, when they looked at the last ancient stone, they were not thinking about whether there were any treasures in it, but pondering, contemplating, and looking forward to what kind of treasures would come out.

In the next moment, the heavens and the earth changed, and Gu Immortal Stones and Ancient Divine Stones were born, and they would not feel how incredible it was.

"Boom ........."

A piece of stone clothes fell, and there was an endless sound of thunder, such as the vibration of the heavenly road, turning into high mountains and flowing water, mountains and rivers collapsing, and like the beating of the heavenly drum of the fairy world, shaking the valley of the stone palace.

Everyone observed, their hearts shook, this sound of slashing stones and thunder, it seemed to be resounding in everyone's mind, cleansing endlessly, many monks who built the spiritual realm and transformed the Ding realm, their bodies trembled like chaff, and they were forced to retreat step by step.

The frightening wind stands like a green pine ancient stone, standing still, Wu Yue has never taken a step back, he is as straight as a sword, silent as a mountain, the thunder sounds, arousing his sword bones to sound immortal and unharmed, flesh and blood are woven like a net, and the air of heavenly thunder is derived.

"Boom ........"

The golden knife fell, and another piece of stone clothing fell, giving birth to a thunderous sound, as if the sky was angry, roaring all beings, this time, everyone pushed further, even the dragon and tiger monk also fluctuated, and his face was calm.

(End of chapter)