This celestial immortal tried to stop the big ship from falling, but found that the gravitational force here was amazingly strong, and with the effect of the big array, he couldn't control it!

Bang!

The ship smashed to the ground and shattered.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, this immortal locked on to the surrounding creatures with his own breath, pulled them out of the big boat, and landed not far away.

Although someone is seriously injured, it is better than just falling to their death.

"Hehe, there's something to eat again. ”

The Tiger King Clan Ancestor Thief smiled, his eyes lit up.

But Wang Yi looked at it lightly, and he immediately shrunk his neck, not daring to make any moves.

"There's so much gravity here!"

"I can't take it anymore. ”

"Help me!"

The group of newcomers hurriedly shouted.

If it weren't for the protection of that Heavenly Immortal Realm's breath, some cultivators who only had Martial Emperor and Martial Venerable would definitely be squeezed together by the double oppression of the gravity array.

"Don't make any noise!"

A certain human immortal scolded angrily.

"It's a strange area, but it's scary, and I don't know what it is, so be careful. ”

A certain earth immortal said.

"Look, there's someone over there!"

A sharp-eyed cultivator saw Wang Yi and the others, and hurriedly shouted.

"Hey, the peak powerhouse of the Heavenly Immortals!"

"No, there are a few beasts of the True Wonderland!"

The dozen or so newcomers in the Immortal Realm soon discovered Wang Yi, and noticed several powerhouses of the Demon Ape Clan's ancestors, and their hearts sank.

In this strange place, it is not necessarily a good thing to encounter strange and strong people.

They were secretly vigilant, for fear that Wang Yi and his party would suddenly make a move.

"It's really cautious. ”

The black bear in the robe laughed.

"What's the use of being cautious, similar to foreign cultivators, have we eaten less?"

The ancestor of the Tiger King Clan said with a cruel smile.

"Ahh

When the newcomer heard this, his scalp tingled with fright.

Five True Immortals, one Heavenly Immortal Peak, can suppress them with their eyes closed, what can I do?

"Don't scare them. ”

Wang Yi said a word and walked into the distance.

"Okay, big brother!"

The Demon Ape Clan's Ancestor and his party laughed and followed Wang Yi over, leaving only the group of new cultivators, all of whom froze in place.

Their faces were full of shock.

Five true immortals, called a big brother of heavenly immortals?

Moreover, the appearance was extremely respectful, as if it was admiration from the heart, and there was even a little fear in it.

True immortals are afraid of heavenly immortals?

What's going on?

Everyone felt that their three views were under a violent impact.

"What do you follow me?"

Wang Yi turned his head and glared at the Demon Ape Clan Ancestor and his party, and then walked quickly to the no-man's land, and a multicolored spirit bead appeared in his palm.

"What does the Immortal King need most?"

"It's a huge amount of luck!"

"The person behind the curtain has never appeared, it must be accumulating luck, and only when luck meets the conditions can we break through the bottleneck. ”

"If this person doesn't show up, it means that the bottleneck hasn't been broken through. ”

"Using the Fruit of Luck to attract him is the best option at the moment. ”

Wang Yi looked at the luck fruit in his palm, and already had a clever plan in his heart, and after looking around, he said secretly: "I can't bear the child, and I can't find a wolf." ”

"Luck, scatter!"

He threw the Qi Luck Fruit into the air, releasing part of the Qi Luck, forming a multicolored divine dragon around him, roaring in the sky.

Even if it is far away, it can be this lucky dragon.

"It's the Spirit of Luck!"

The Demon Ape Clan Ancestor was the first to notice the abnormality.

In the Ancient Realm of the Taihuang Wilderness, luck can be condensed into various forms, including divine dragons, flying phoenixes, vermilion birds, etc., so they are collectively called "the spirit of luck".

"What's that?"

The new group of cultivators pointed to the Spirit of Luck, their eyes full of curiosity.

They came from a top-level martial artist, and they knew very little, let alone come into contact with the Spirit of Luck, so they thought it was strange.

"It's a shame that the spirit of good luck should be wasted like this!"

The Demon Ape Clan Ancestor sighed.

How good it is for him to have all that luck!

In this way, you can increase the probability of breaking through the Immortal King by some of them.

After releasing the Spirit of Luck, Wang Yi waited quietly.

At this time.

Black Continent High in the sky.

A consciousness that had been dormant for a long time slowly revived.

"Who is calling this seat...... Oh, a spirit of luck!"

"It's so rich, it's so pure luck, devour it, and this seat can collect the required luck and break through the bottleneck of the fairy king!"

The people on the Black Continent all heard the whispers of those behind the scenes.

"It's coming!"

Wang Yi showed a look of anticipation.

He looked at the sky and said, "It turned out that he was hiding in the Great Array, no wonder even the Peak Xuan Immortal couldn't escape, and he couldn't find a trace. ”

At this time, above the sky.

A figure slowly condensed.

This is a thin old man two meters tall, dressed in a black robe, with a vague imprint on his eyebrows, which is only a trace away from being complete.

"There are still a few Xuan Immortals who have regressed in cultivation, more than a dozen immortal realms, hundreds of Martial Emperors, Martial Zuns, Martial Saints, and Martial Emperors, it's really a big harvest!"

The thin old man looked down and said.

"Sure enough!"

Wang Yi stared at the imprint, completely sure of what he was thinking.

Every cultivator who impacts the Immortal King will condense the brand of Qi Luck in the center of his eyebrows, and once the brand is completely formed, it means that the Qi Luck has been gathered, and he can break through the bottleneck of the Immortal King and become a great power.

And now, this old man is just one luck fruit short.

"Old man Heixuan. ”

Wang Yi used the Eye of Insight and the Eye of Breaking Void to see this person's title.

This luck, this seat smiled. ”

The old man Hei Xuan pounced on the luck divine dragon, and at the same time sneered at everyone: "At the same time, in order to celebrate the breakthrough of this seat, I will send you back to heaven!"

"It's over!"

The hearts of the practitioners present all sank.

Only Wang Yi waved his hand indifferently and grabbed the fruit of luck in his hand.

"Huh?"

The old man Hei Xuan pounced, and looked at Wang Yi coldly with murderous intent, "If you dare to make trouble, I will kill you first!"

"If you have the guts, you can come!"

Wang Yi performed his magic deeds and leaped thousands of miles in an instant.

"Look for death!"

Old Man Hei Xuan chased after him.

Then, in the surprised gaze of everyone, he seemed to pass through the rift in time and space, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Even Wang Yi is gone.

"What happened?"

"What about people?"

Everyone rubbed their eyes, and they all felt surprised.

Idyllic in time and space.

The old man Hei Xuan was knocked to the ground by Wang Yi with a "bang", and his face was full of disbelief.

"It's impossible!"

He exclaimed.

"In my dictionary, there is no such thing as impossible. ”

Wang Yi's mind moved, and the domain power was activated, crushing the immortal body of the old man Heixuan.

Even the immortal soul has been worn out for the most part.

In the end, Wang Yi banned the consciousness body of the old man Hei Xuan and threw it into the Demon Suppression Cave, preparing to find a time to interrogate him later.

"Ding! Obtained 350,000 Dao Sources. ”

After a few moments, the prompt of the pastoral steward sounded.

"Butler, you're really a heavenly voice!"

Wang Yi couldn't help but smile happily.

"Really?"

The pastoral steward was puzzled and said, "Master, in fact, I should be the voice of the machine." ”

Wang Yi: "......"

He really didn't know what to say about the pastoral steward who had no emotion and sense of humor, he was even more silly than a little civet.