Chapter 202, Accident

Boom!

Li Mu jumped lightly, stepped upward, stepped on it, and the boundless pressure comparable to the blue sky disappeared suddenly; his black hair was scattered, his white clothes were fluttering, his body was long, his blood was like light, and the whole person was ethereal like a fairy, floating out of the dust, and he had a different style. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Feng Wudao wiped away a wisp of blood from his mouth, which was caused by the forcible use of holy arts due to his lack of strength, and he glanced at Li Mu hatefully, his expression was extremely unnatural.

Mo Tian didn't make any other moves, just glanced at Li Mu deeply, and didn't make a sound; when Emperor Jiang of the Wu Clan saw that it was Li Mu who had reached the top, he was actually faintly happy, and grinned at Li Mu, not paying attention.

Di Jun's expression was as usual, his bearing was extraordinary, his hands were behind his back, and he was extremely majestic, and there was no rest of the movements.

The Styx Ancestor stepped into the sixth circle, overflowing with blood, looking at Li Mu who had reached the top, there was admiration in his eyes, and there was also a trace of dissatisfaction; the General Ancestor followed closely behind the Styx Ancestor, and did not make a move, extremely low-key; among the rest of the hundred clans, led by the patriarch of the Golden Tiger Clan and the Three-Eyed Lion Clan, they struggled to catch up, and also stood in the sixth circle of lotus petals;

The remaining patriarchs of the hundred clans were further behind, with only two or three standing in the fifth circle of lotus petals, most of the rest standing in the fourth and third circles, and the last part standing in the second and first circles.

There are many more who can't even step into the first lap, but instead make themselves a disgraced face, extremely embarrassing, and even with the ethnic group, they are all shameful, which can be described as a shame.

"The way of heaven is above, my human race, pray for luck and fortune!"

Li Mu straightened his clothes, patted the dust on his body, extremely serious, looked at the sky, full of solemnity, a divine light, rising behind Li Mu, purple steaming, like the emperor in the dust.

Rumble!

On the top of Li Mu's head, a piece of purple clouds suddenly gushed out, gathering and surging, forming a purple ocean, the glow is shining in all directions, magnificent and boundless, and the god is beautiful and introverted, like a purple xia world.

"Is this the sea of luck clouds of the human race? It is actually condensed with boundless purple qi, it is really favored by the heavens!"

"The purple qi is supreme and noble, and it is extremely desolate and beautiful, and even the saint is only 30,000 miles from the east. The human race is really blessed!"

"Oh! I don't dare to agree! Now that the luck of the human race is so huge, it will definitely attract peeps from all directions, and the human race will attack it in groups, and the human race will be in danger!"

"The method of the battle of fortune is not yet known! Don't jump to conclusions!" said Youyou.

"Whew!"

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Phew!

The heavens shook violently, and a wisp of Xuanhuang purple light fell down, and the purple light that had just landed on the side of the dragon clan was indistinguishable!

The purple light was hazy, shining into the sea of luck clouds above Li Mu's head, as if a chemical reaction had occurred, boiling up, purple gas rushing into the sky, and the sky was full of mysterious purple, bringing people endless reverie.

Rumble!

The sea of luck clouds shook, and then it shrank, turning into a nine-foot-sized, three-legged and two-eared purple tripod;

At this time, Li Mufang understood why the candle dragon didn't stop him just now.

Luck fights for the top, with luck on the size, and strength to decide the winner!

In the journey, the person who contains the luck of the tripod, every time he is defeated or dies in battle, the luck will be swallowed by the winner, until the big tripod falls to the size of nine inches, or the big tripod is broken, it will stop.

At that time, the candle dragon had already turned into a tripod, but Li Mu had not; therefore, if Li Mu was defeated, the candle dragon would not get any trace of luck from the human race; on the contrary, if the candle dragon was defeated, it would flow out of a piece of luck and enter the top of Li Mu's head, although at that time, Li Mu had not yet turned into a tripod, but in the end, if Li Mu succeeded in turning into a tripod, that luck would completely flow into Li Mu's big tripod.

Li Mu understood a hint of reason, looked in the direction of the candle dragon, and couldn't help sneering, but then showed a trace of worry, as if there would be something difficult about the luck of the competition.

Li Mu's various thoughts flashed away, almost only a few breaths, but in these few breaths, the Qilin clan Mo Tian used holy arts, overwhelming the Wu clan Emperor Jiang and the demon clan Emperor Jun, and the third person successfully reached the top, condensing a nine-foot-nine colorful tripod on the top of his head.

After the Qilin Clan, Di Jiang's body is unparalleled, and the innate spirit treasure does not seem to be able to stop him, therefore, Di Jiang of the Wu Clan, who is known for his strong body, showed the true body of the ancestor witch, and resisted the Sun True Body of Di Jun, and the fourth place successfully reached the top.

A large gray tripod about nine feet six or so appeared above Di Jiang's head, exuding a terrifying coercion, which could suppress the heavens.

The fifth, there is no doubt that it is the Demon Clan's Emperor Jun, his face is extremely unsightly, he didn't give Feng Wudao any chance at all, he suppressed him strongly, and he succeeded in reaching the top, condensing a nine-foot-six green tripod, like a jade, extremely warm.

"Tut-tut, I didn't expect the Phoenix clan to be so unlucky, and they were suppressed by the rest of the clan one after another, it's really unlucky!"

"That's right, but if it weren't for Feng Wudao's supreme great technique, which almost exhausted his mana, it wouldn't be like this!"

"Yes, but now that the rest of the five clans have all reached the top, the Phoenix clan can be regarded as having survived. ”

"Otherwise, it's his turn!"

"Wait, how is that possible?!"

"What?"

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Many powers, including some scattered cultivation powers, all opened their eyes wide and looked at the purple lotus platform, unable to believe everything in front of them.

I saw that the Styx Ancestor entered strongly, as if a sea of blood had descended, and then he came to the top, and actually suppressed Feng Wudao and went down, becoming the sixth half-saint to reach the top.

Everyone still didn't seem to believe it, there was a rare silence in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, and a gust of wind blew, making everyone feel excited.

On the top of the head of the Styx Ancestor, a blood-colored tripod of about eight feet eight rose and fell, setting off a sea of blood and sweeping towards the sky, which was extremely shocking.

"Roar!" Feng Wudao was about to explode, a wave of depression gathered out in his chest, and looking at the Styx Ancestor was full of endless murderous aura, killing intent soaring, extremely strong qi, terrifying fluctuations, making people's hearts tremble.

"What do you see, Ancestor is not afraid of you!" Styx Ancestor said loudly, not giving Feng Wudao the slightest face, he has hole cards, he has confidence, he is not afraid of Feng Wudao, nor is he afraid of the Phoenix clan.

"Styx, you wait for me, I will make you feel bad!" Feng Wudao roared loudly, as if to vent one side.

Suddenly, Feng Wudao's eyes widened, he no longer paid attention to the Styx Ancestor, and looked to the side, his expression hideous, as if an ancient giant beast had descended.

"You dare!"

I saw that the generals of the zombie clan, the patriarch of the Golden Tiger Clan, and the patriarch of the Three-eyed Lion Clan, Shi Maia, were walking towards the top of the lotus platform from three other directions, in a vain attempt to become the seventh person to reach the top. (To be continued.) )