Daoting, Xuantian Sect is scheming. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info seems to be the main force of the two Dao Monarchs, but in fact, the Daomen Holy Son, who is slightly inferior in Taoism, is unprepared, making the White Tiger Evil God fall into the trap. Unguarded, he drilled into the gate of heaven by himself, without a trace of effort. The Eight Great Dao Sect originally thought that this trip should be full of casualties, and only sent disciples with advanced Taoist skills, but the Xuantian Sect was so trusting that even the disciples of the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining dared to send them, so they had already arranged and calculated.

Although there were casualties in the West Pole of Daomen, they were far less than expected. The Holy Son of Daomen turned the tide with supreme means and turned the impossible into a possibility. Bloodlessly eliminated an evil god, and in doing so, held back the demon's pace. There is a great ability to estimate that once it is completed, the catastrophe of the demon incarnation will have to be postponed for at least thirty years.

The Holy Son of Daomen turned into a circle with one hand and opened the portal. I only heard a tiger roar that shook the sky, and a tiger claw stretched out of the gate of heaven. Immediately, the Yuan Shen Dao Jun struck a blow to the immortal light, and the tiger claw retreated. The Holy Son of Daomen then sent the heart of the evil god into it, and immediately the gate of heaven dissolved into the void. But at the moment when he closed the gate of heaven, it seemed that there was a tiger and a demon in the shadow of a shocking battle.

I don't know when, Luo Tian escaped to Ding Feng's side, and looked at the Holy Son of Daomen with a playful gaze: "Good guy, another proud son of the sky." "Luo Tian is from another world, and his knowledge is wider than Ding Feng's, and he has also seen such a person who gathers the luck of one realm in the rest of the Dao realm. Any son of luck should be a man of the day and earth, even if there are many Tianjiao, at most he can be regarded as a foil.

Ding Feng was not afraid of this man's luck, but the scheming revealed by the Holy Son of the Dao Sect was enough to terrify his enemies. Ding Feng and the Holy Son of Daomen can marry Liangzi, and Ding Feng will not eat this loss in vain. After the precipitation of the West Pole, Ding Feng deepened his understanding of the two qi techniques. The sword heart is to prove the sword heart through all kinds of tribulations, and when you don't move forward, you are afraid, and the slightest bit will lead to the impurity of the sword heart. This is also the secret of Ding's Taoist heart of 'I am unchanging'. Intoxicating chapter & section small.Said in hey ~ smoke ~ grid

Luo Tian's frowning brows eased slightly, and he said to Ding Feng, "Don't you feel a little strange?"

"What's the matter?"

What Luo Tian said, Ding Feng was puzzled. The Holy Son of Daomen is all over his body, and there is something special about it. There is almost nothing ordinary about it, and the strangeness is all over the body. Luo Tian seemed to see through what Ding Feng was thinking, and pointed to the Holy Son of Daomen and said, "It's just that you can't see the strangeness, so there's something strange!"

Luo Tianyi pointed out, because he had been to all the Dao realms and stars, and his vision was broad. This made Ding Feng confused, and he vaguely understood, but after all, there was a veil that could not be lifted: "Senior brother, you should say it quickly." Halfway through that, isn't that provocative? "For the Holy Son of Daomen, Ding Feng is really curious. Not limited to this generation

, the holy sons of the Taoist sect in the past dynasties have anecdotes, generation after generation of original gods, generation after generation of stunning and gorgeous. There must be some secrets in it.

Luo Tian glanced at Ding Feng and said, "When did you kid become so impetuous, this is not like you." ”

Ding Feng thought to himself that perhaps he was unconsciously affected by the luck of the Holy Son of the Daomen, and his mood underwent some subtle changes. For some reason, everyone present, especially the male Qi Refiners, was jealous of the Daomen Holy Son. Those who are not strong in the Dao heart are even more angry, but the Holy Son of the Dao Sect ignores this, which causes a lot of dissatisfaction under the contrast.

Ding Fengfei was a stupid man, with a clever mind, and immediately understood that this problem was caused by a change in luck, and the difference would be caused by it: "Does Senior Brother mean ......?"

Luo Tian shook his head and said in a decisive manner: "That's right! I am from the Luo Realm, and there is also a disciple in the clan who has collected most of the luck of the First Realm! But the clan did not arrange for him to cultivate, but sent him to the world to take power and establish an immortal inheritance from the moment he was born. Now he is twenty-two years old and has already unified the secular dynasty of the Luo Realm, and he has the sign of a thousand-year dynasty. When he ran away from marriage and traveled from all walks of life, he also had many lucky sons. They could hardly cultivate, but this person in the bitter realm didn't know whether he was going against the heavens or following the path of the heavens, so he actually set foot on the cultivation. However, this kind of luck has become a burden in terms of cultivation. ”

As soon as Luo Tian said, Ding Feng suddenly became enlightened. Thirty-six innate Dao bodies, the luck is already at its peak, and no one can surpass it. But the Holy Son of Daomen is not an innate Dao body, but he has the ultimate luck. As far as spiritual practice is concerned, it is no longer a help, but a burden. So far, he has never refined a golden pill, just like Ding Feng, just the realm of Tiangang consummation. And the Holy Son of Daomen has practiced since he was a child, looks young, and now he has a fifty years of life. If he wants to break through the realm of real people, it is more than a hundred times more difficult than a person with profound accumulation like Ding Feng. It is almost impossible to refine the golden pill, just because his longevity is limited by luck and is limited by heaven and earth.

The son of luck is said to be bellied by heaven and earth, and he does not hesitate to descend to heaven. In fact, they are jealous of heaven, or abandoned by heaven. The majestic luck is really suppressed, and once the life of the realm is reached, it will naturally be known. Heaven is natural, and such characters will not stay in the world for long. Now only a few people present have seen this, Ding Feng realized it later, fortunately, he saw through this, and thought: "I see, it is really a curse and not a blessing, and the bystanders are confused." ”

After Meng Haoran killed the last few outer Daoists who had fled outside, the Dao clothes were brand new and the blood was not stained. also came to Ding Feng's place, and happened to hear his conversation with Luo Tian: "In the Holy Realm, the Confucian family has to train disciples. It is to send disciples to the world to support the son of luck to ascend to the throne in troubled times. Practicing with the body of luck is rare. There are only a few people who have cultivated to the fifth or sixth level, which is already the limit, and they cannot live forever. ”

Ding Feng felt that these two senior brothers who didn't like to talk suddenly became chattering, looked at them and smiled bitterly: "Senior brother rest assured, I don't have envy." Qi luck is in line with fate, if you don't have that life, you will be crushed to death by luck. The Holy Son of Daomen should be born with the emperor's destiny, so that he can inherit the fortune of heaven. ”

Luo Tianyi clapped his hands and shouted, "That's right! You have got to the point! The life of a natural emperor is not the destiny that a cultivator should have, unless someone changes his life against the heavens. However, there is only one person in this world who can change the life of the emperor. Hehe, this person, there are no more than five fingers in the universe that can please touch him. There is no one in the bitter world. ”

Luo Tianran laughed a few times, while Meng Haoran looked solemn and nodded. Ding Feng was stunned for a long time, as if he was the only one who didn't know who this person was: "Senior brother, tell me quickly, what is this person ......?"

Luo Tian pointed to Ding Feng's bare head and laughed: "You still don't know who it is?"

At this moment, Ding Feng's face became as red as his nose, and he was a little embarrassed: "Senior brother just said that it was not good to be in charge, why do you mention my head!"