In the void, the purple-red qi luck essence pillar rotated slowly, and at this moment, this qi luck essence pillar was dozens of zhang thick, piercing the sky, and the purple qi lingered.

The blood of countless human races gathered on it, and the essence of luck that was originally free in the void, at this moment, under the effect of this blood, the worship king ding on the altar actually had a trace of fluctuations, such an unpredictable change in the ghosts, Xiao Chen saw it in his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

He vaguely sensed that the huge pillar of luck above his head, and the induction between Wang Ding, the Gu Yuan tribe had just begun to sacrifice, and the general trend of all the clansmen gathering, although vast, but it was like rootless water, maybe at any moment, it would disperse, at this moment, this pillar of luck has a source, and it seems to have an invisible power, which gathers it and manifests it in the world.

This is the suppressive power of the worship of Wang Ding, which condenses the gathered luck and does not dissipate anymore.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen didn't hesitate, his palm turned into a war knife and slashed at his chest like a clansman, and the blazing blood in his heart came out, his face was a little pale, but he was not shocked.

The bright red blood kept trembling in Xiao Chen's chest, this was the blood in his heart, at this moment, all the clansmen of the entire Gu Yuan tribe had already sprinkled their blood in their hearts to the pillar of luck, which could be said to be one heart, and the next one was him, the patriarch.

Shout!

The bright red blood droplets turned into a stream of blood and flew out, splitting into two in mid-air, falling into the Worship King Ding respectively, and all the clansmen who merged into the huge Qi Luck Essence Pillar and humiliated the entire tribe gathered together.

Rumble!

At the moment when the blood in his heart melted in, Xiao Chen's entire mind almost involuntarily felt in a trance, as if he felt that his soul was leaving his body, but in his senses, it was a different perspective.

At this moment, everything in front of him is not illusory, he can really sense the connection between the huge qi luck essence pillar and himself in the void above his head, this qi luck essence pillar is the convergence of all the clansmen of the entire tribe, and at this moment it is integrated with the huge luck given by the human race, which can be said to carry the general trend of the entire Gu Yuan tribe.

This is the essence of luck, it is the most pure people's hearts gathered, at this moment Xiao Chen behind the head of the clan, is the head of the entire tribe, this general trend is added, the spiritual will is condensed, at this moment, he can deeply sense the thoughts in the hearts of the tribesmen, it seems that the entire tribe is connected with himself.

Recite!

Suddenly, a vast dragon groan rose from the purple and golden mist to the sky, shattering the sky!

The dragon's groan resounded through the sky.

This is a supreme majesty, directly falling into the soul of every clan, in the huge worship king Ding behind Xiao Chen, a purple-gold Ying Dragon the size of ten zhang sprang out, directly submerged into the huge pillar of luck in the void.

"Look, what kind of luck dragon is that!"

Some people exclaimed, the dragon is a divine beast, with the ability to swallow clouds and spit out fog and go straight to the nine heavens, for many human races in the Great Wilderness, it is a myth and legend, and the luck of the dragon is a legend in the legend, how strong the luck can condense the dragon type.

This is the remnants of the ancient city's Qi Luck Ying Dragon, this moment was finally stimulated, converging towards the condensed Qi Luck Essence Pillar of the Gu Yuan tribe.

Recite!

The remnant Qi Luck Ying Long, who rushed into the Qi Luck Essence Pillar, rolled a few times in the Essence Pillar, and even let out a trace of sorrow, and the purple gold divine light on his body was dissipating strangely, followed by the purple gold mist that collapsed, constantly melting into the entire Jing Pillar.

The ten-zhang long Qi Luck Ying Dragon's dragon body became more and more illusory, and in the blink of an eye, it had a tendency to dissipate, turning into a mass of purple-gold misty qi.

What the!

"What the hell is going on, the luck Ying Dragon has disappeared!"

"Could it be that the Gu Yuan tribe has not been finally recognized by the clan and cannot carry this rank of luck!"

In the void, in the purple pillar of qi luck, the figure of Ying Long disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

On the altar, Xiao Chen's expression was flat, the dissipation of the luck Ying Long, and the dissipation of the luck Ying Dragon did not change color because of the disappearance of the Qi Luck Ying Dragon, this luck Ying Long is the luck left over from the ancient city of the human race, and it does not belong to his Gu Yuan tribe, and the grade is so high, even if it has been dilapidated after thousands of years, it is still not something that the heritage of his Gu Yuan tribe can carry.

And at this moment, Ying Long's luck dispersed, and the whole was integrated into the Gu Yuan tribe's Qi Luck Essence Pillar, which was not another kind of survival, and he could clearly sense that in this Qi Luck Spirit Pillar, another Qi Luck Spirit Object belonging to his Gu Yuan tribe was born.

Originally, the Gu Yuan tribe, the general trend of the entire tribe gathering, coupled with the arrival of the Terran race, had already made the Qi Luck Essence Pillar in the void reach the extreme, which represented the clan luck that the Terran War Department of the peak rank of the middle grade could carry.

And once there is a spiritual object born in this Qi Luck Essence Pillar, even if it is the lowest level of Qi Luck Spirit Snake, this also represents the Qi Luck Rank of the Upper Grade War Department, and unlike the Qi Luck Ying Dragon remaining in the ancient land of the Human Race, this Spirit Snake will really belong to the Gu Yuan tribe's own Qi Luck.

Recite!

Finally, in the void in the spirit pillar of luck, there was a whistling sound, as if there were spiritual creatures breeding in it, constantly flicking and rolling.

The next moment, a purple snake more than ten zhang long spirit snake suddenly came out, circling around the huge pillar of luck, this spirit snake's eyes are as bright as jade, the whole body is purple, graceful and luxurious, exuding a charming glow.

"Luck turns into a snake, and the upper grade is ranked"

On the viewing platform, Tai Shi Gong exclaimed again, the original dark purple luck essence pillar luck had already made him feel that the Gu Yuan tribe had a strong heritage, and it was already against the sky to carry the luck of the mid-grade peak war department with a mere low-grade war department.

Unexpectedly, this Qi Luck Essence Pillar went one step further and gave birth to the Qi Luck Spirit Snake, which is already a level of luck that can only be carried by the Ministry of War.

What does this mean!

This means that the Gu Yuan War Department will enjoy the luck that only the high-grade war can have in the future, and it is really the fortune of the clan.

I am afraid that it will not take a hundred years for the entire tribe to be promoted to the top-grade war department, and to be able to give birth to the powerhouse of the six heavens of the Chonglou realm, a martial artist of this level has been able to obtain the title of Venerable, dominate the entire border wasteland, and even go out of the border wasteland and conquer the more distant wilderness land.

Roar, roar, roar!

At this moment, from the horizon, several earth-shattering beast roars suddenly sounded, and this roar was filled with a terrifying aura.

On the altar, Xiao Chen's eyes were dull, and in the distant sky, several huge figures spread their wings and rushed towards his Gu Yuan tribe, and then, a cruel smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

"Those who offend my Gu Yuan tribe should be punished!" (To be continued.) )