Chapter 415

As a monk who flew from the human world to the immortal realm, Yan Qingrong took refuge in the faction of Qingyang Immortal Venerable.

Because almost all of the members of this faction have risen from the human world.

And Qingyang Immortal Venerable and the Immortal Realm Lord have always been in a relationship of mutual checks and balances, and Qingyang Immortal Venerable is greedy for the position of the Immortal Lord, so he naturally pays close attention to the news from the Immortal Realm Lord.

It is said that the Lord of the Immortal Realm has been sending Guo Yang to take away the monk's luck in the world, and then Guo Yang seems to have discovered a person who has extremely strong luck, but he failed to seize the luck, and the person he said ...... It seems to smell it!

Could it be the person in front of you?!

Yan Qingrong understood that this person had excellent luck and must have encountered a lot of opportunities, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have such strength at such a young age!

When Duan Qiankun, the master of the Immortal Realm, sat on the position of the Immortal Lord, his strength was not very good, at least it was not comparable to Qingyang Immortal Venerable.

But since he won the luck of many monks in the world, his luck has been getting better and better, and he has obtained more and more opportunities and resources.

Because of this, the strength of the immortal realm lord is gradually getting stronger.

All of this is achieved by luck!

And he Yan Qingrong, when he was not ascending, he was the first day in the world, and after he ascended to the immortal realm, it only took two hundred years to become an immortal.

If...... If he has a little more luck blessing on him, and with his talent, he will definitely become the first person in the fairy world!

Thinking of this, Yan Qingrong's heart stirred, because he was ordered by Qingyang Immortal Venerable, it was better for him to be the person with the most voice in the fairy world!

Between the lightning and flint, Yan Qingrong suddenly raised his hand, the cage burst, and as soon as he grabbed it, he grabbed the princess of the underworld in his own hands!

Yan Qingrong pinched the neck of the princess of the underworld with one hand, and said to Wen Tian: "Give me your luck!" Otherwise, I'll kill your master!" ”

"No, no, don't kill me! Ahem, ahem! The princess of the underworld was frightened, and she desperately used her own hands to grab Yan Qingrong's hands, trying to break free from his hands.

However, the more she struggled, the more force was on her hand.

The princess of the underworld was scared, she thought of Wen Tian, whose strength was comparable to Yan Qingrong, and hurriedly asked Wen Tian for help: "Save me!" I don't want to die! ”

Wen Tian ignored it, she was not her master, what did it matter to her whether she was dead or alive?

I just don't know where his master is......

Wen Tian was worried and worried.

Master has been missing inexplicably for a long time, and he thinks that after he comes back, Master should also come back, but looking at the current situation, Master may still have no news.

Hmph, Yan Qingrong still wants to threaten him with the princess of the underworld, how could he be threatened by this!

The princess of the underworld seemed to see the affection in his eyes, and her heart was even more frightened, and she couldn't help shouting, "Help me!" I know where she is! I can take you to her! ”

This she, naturally, refers to Wentian's true master.

Hearing this, Wen Tian's body suddenly stopped and looked at the princess of the underworld: "What did you say?!" Do you know where she is?! ”

"I'm coughing cough...... I know...... I swear, I really, ahem, really know! ”

The man looked for her senior brother Jiangling in the underworld, and there was originally a communication bead to be given to Wen Tian, but before she could tell Wen Tian that the person had come to the door herself, Wen Tian disappeared.

Yan Qingrong didn't know what dumb riddles they were playing, but he was obviously impatient, and the strength in his hands increased again: "Quick!" Give me your luck! ”

The princess of the underworld was speechless, her face flushed from lack of oxygen, and she was dying.

Wen Tian's heart moved, she knew where the master was......

Luck ...... He actually didn't know what the so-called luck was, and the master hadn't said anything about the use of it, and he hadn't used any luck in his cultivation.

If you can get news from Master......

Wen Tian's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay! You let her go, I'll give it to you! ”

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