Qi Luck is ethereal and unpredictable, and if there is no divine object that suppresses Qi Luck, it is simply difficult to manifest Qi Luck, let alone keep it.

Xiao Chen obtained the original Zhen Clan Divine Artifact of the Purple Snake War Department from the Purple Snake Venerable in the Underground World, and he knew how to condense the luck of the Clan, among the big tribes that have really inherited for a long time, there is a high priest who is responsible for communicating the luck of the human race, but for a small tribe like the Gu Yuan tribe, even the tribal luck cannot be condensed successfully, let alone a high priest, and even for most of them, they don't know what this high priest is.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and looked at the broken wall in front of him, now there were less than a hundred zhang left, but it still gave people a sense of thick and majestic, and that faint trace of qi was emanating from the core of the underground of this mountain, so he guessed that there was something in this hundred zhang ancient mountain that could suppress qi luck.

Clang!

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and a huge bronze tripod fell in front of him, which was the king of worship.

Que Yueming and Xiao Tianma had already hid dozens of feet away from Xiao Chen, watching a bronze giant tripod suddenly appear in front of Xiao Chen, although Que Yueming was puzzled about what Xiao Chen was going to do, he didn't dare to say anything.

Burst!

A drop of crimson blood peeled off from Xiao Chen's body, and a very ancient symbol was conjured in the void, bright red and bright, and it fell into the Worship King Ding with a bang, and in the blink of an eye, it had already penetrated into the giant Ding.

Airplanes!

Immediately after that, the bronze giant tripod emitted a buzzing sound, and there was purple gas, full of mist, and an invisible wave began to spread in all directions like water ripples with the king tripod as the center.

Xiao Chen's eyes were slightly closed, and he was silently reciting a piece of condescension in his mouth, at this moment he was communicating with the connection between him and the Purple Snake Venerable, according to the Purple Snake Venerable, this Worship Wang Ding suppressed the Purple Snake Tribe's luck for thousands of years, and was nourished by endless luck every day, and there was already a trace of spirituality, although he had been buried in the underground world for ten thousand years, he had lost the nourishment of his luck, and his spirituality was hidden, but there was a way to wake it up.

Gradually, this invisible fluctuation became bigger and bigger, and the worship king tripod trembled even more, the faint purple and blue light on the original bronze tripod shone brightly, and the scattered trace of luck essence in the ruins of the original ancient city began to converge towards the worship king ding.

Rumble!

Finally, the purple light on the king of worship triumphed greatly, and the carved reckless giant beasts on the original giant tripod seemed to be alive, there were reckless dragons in the sky, there were ancient gods and phoenixes in the nine heavens, and there were countless reckless ancient beasts that had already disappeared in the ancient years of the galloping wilderness.

Coagulate!

At this time, a purple light shot out from above the worship king tripod and fell into Xiao Chen's body, and the spirituality of the worship king ding was awakened by Xiao Chen.

Open!

When the purple light fell on Xiao Chen's body, his eyes suddenly opened, and two purple rays shot out from his eyes, which were two zhang long.

The purple mangs were like electricity, instantly shooting into this hundred-zhang broken wall, and went straight into the depths of the thousand-zhang leyline.

The leylines are like dragons coiled together, entangled and intertwined, although they are intricate, but there is always only one node, and in each underground vein, there is a faint trace of luck essence overflowing outward.

The essence is like a thousand like a spiritual snake, completely swimming from one place, it is the location of the luck emanation, it is a place of spiritual energy, surrounded by a faint purple light, the extremely rich heaven and earth source is full of it, and there seems to be a faint kind of creature hidden in the depths of the earth.

Finally, Xiao Chen reached deeper underground through the purple lightning, which was a broken leyline rock, but it emitted a crystal purple light, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a creature lying on its stomach in the purple light.

After Xiao Chen saw the face of this creature clearly, he suddenly gasped, deep in the underground rock veins, a head with antlers on the top, covered with purple scales, fleshy wings on the back, the head was large and long, the dancing claws and tail were lifelike, the charm was very realistic, and it was impossible to see at a glance, as if all things in the world were all living beings.

It turned out to be Ying Long in the ancient reckless period!

The luck gathered in this ancient city has turned into a dragon body, which can explain why this dragon city can dominate this desolate place for tens of thousands of years, prosperous and prosperous, and it is really lucky.

The human race opened up its territory and established a tribe to sacrifice to the ethnic group, and the luck of the ethnic group was added, but each tribe was able to obtain more or less luck according to its strength, in order to better distinguish the strength of the luck, according to the spiritual objects that the tribe could suppress were transformed into spiritual objects.

Spirit snake, spirit python, flying dragon, Ying dragon, golden dragon, five ranks, the gap between each rank can be described as a world of difference, it can be said that each difference in a rank, the luck that can be gathered is dozens or hundreds of times that of the previous rank.

However, the ancient city has been reduced to ruins, the clansmen have been wiped out, without the support of the people, the dragon condensed by this luck in the leyline, the dragon body has been less than ten zhang in size, the original purple gold dragon body has also become a light purple, and even a little illusory, the whole dragon body is constantly overflowing with luck essence, I am afraid that it will not take a hundred years, this luck dragon will completely dissipate, and this place has become an ordinary mountain land.

Moreover, Xiao Chen also found that the divine dragon with condensed luck was wrapped with a trace of black qi, like a tight rope, binding the divine dragon in place and not moving.

Rumble!

Originally, Xiao Chen thought that this luck divine dragon was just an unconscious thing condensed by luck, but the next moment, Ying Long, who was deep in this leyline, suddenly raised a huge dragon head, and two purple rays shot out of the two purple and gold eyes the size of a lantern, shooting towards Xiao Chen.

What the!

After Ying Long shot out two purple rays, the dragon body, which was already thin with purple qi, became even more illusory, and the rope transformed by the silk black qi wrapped around the body became tighter.

My lord!

Seeing Xiao Chen's body retreating like an abrupt impact, Que Yueming in the distance couldn't help but shout.

Waving his hand to signal that Que Yueming was fine, the purple light in Xiao Chen's eyes had already dissipated, but he couldn't see the luck dragon deep underground.

And the two purple rays shot by Ying Long did not cause harm to Xiao Chen, but instead brought Xiao Chen a message.

Through the information transmitted by Ying Long, Xiao Chen finally understood why those Terran war tribes wanted to occupy this place to open up their borders, but in the end they had to flee from the wilderness.

What the Chonglou Realm martial artist of the Aoshan tribe said is good, it is indeed an ordinary Terran war department with a shallow background, and he can't control the luck of this place at all.

It was originally a divine beast that soared for nine days, even if this Ying Dragon was only condensed by the luck of the human race, but the dragon was always a dragon that could not be bound by the chains of endless evil.

Originally, the ancient city was destroyed, and the luck gathered here would dissipate and return to the Terran race, but he was trapped deep underground, so he needed to reabsorb the Terran Wish to soar for nine days, or return to the race.

Whenever the Terran War Department arrived, Ying Long would gather the power of his people to break the shackles on the dragon's body, but how much luck these small clans could generate, in the end, they could only be cleaned up by Ying Long's tribal luck, and they became doomed, and finally escaped from this place in embarrassment.

ps The second is going to come back at night when the patriarch comes back and the code comes out again.,Everyone, don't wait (to be continued.) )