"What kind of place is this?" Ye Xiaoming looked at the starry sky close at hand, as if the mountains and rivers were within reach, and the Dao Heart that had been cultivated for thousands of years produced a strong tremor. He only remembered that he followed behind Feng Kun ignorantly, swaggered out of the Guard Fort, and flew in the direction of Jinding I don't know how far, in an unknown mountain stream, I saw that Feng Kun didn't know what kind of secret method he cast, so he brought him to this magical place.

Here the sky is full of stars wandering three feet above the head, and the mountains and rivers are at the foot of the vicissitudes of the sea, as if transcendent, looking down on the vast beings and the ebb and flow of a world from a new perspective. That feeling made Ye Xiaoming both novel and surging, as if there was a kind of cry from the primordial gods, converging into a huge wave of skyrocketing, constantly washing his Dao heart, making him suddenly give birth to a trace of enlightenment, a small seed quietly sprouted in his heart, and Xiuwei actually took a key step forward in this short moment.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Xiaoming slowly withdrew from the ethereal realm of enlightenment, and the flickering light in his eyes gradually calmed down, only the heart tide that had just set off a monstrous wave was still a little swaying, and it was difficult to calm down.

He looked at Feng Kun who was sitting paralyzed and pretending to sleep in amazement, Ye Xiaoming inexplicably knew that this seemingly lazy guy must be observant of himself intently. It's just that he didn't know why, he found a thick shell for himself, hid inside, and refused to come out.

Ye Xiaoming smiled, and he said with a slight emotion: "Where is this? I have been cultivating in Jinchuan for more than 3,000 years, and I never knew that there was such a magical place in the world. ”

Feng Kun lazily opened his eyes, as if he had just woken up. He stretched out his waist as if unintentionally, and gently flicked his sleeves towards the mountains and rivers under his feet, and a purple gold aura suddenly rose from under his feet, like a dragon in the clouds, showing his teeth and dancing claws, and the incomparable power was like the sun in the sky, making the whole land tremble.

"What's that?"

Feng Kun smiled slightly and said, "Look at the changes in this world. As he spoke, he pointed to the purple gold dragon hovering in the air.

Ye Xiaoming looked intently, only to see the divine dragon leap into the sky, then turned his head and flew north, plunging into the vast ice cap in the north with colorful light.

"What is this?"

Feng Kun nodded and said, "This is the luck of the world." ”

Ye Xiaoming was surprised: "Qi luck should be in Jinchuan?"

Feng Kun shook his head and said, "You look at it again." ”

Ye Xiaoming hurriedly looked at it again, only to see that the colorful light of the extreme north was dazzling, reflecting the entire white ice sheet into a breathtaking lantern. After a while, the multicolored brilliance gradually condensed and shrank, gradually turning into a vague figure, the figure holding his head in his hands, struggling and rolling on the ground in pain, and let out a silent roar from his mouth, as if he was in agony. Gradually, the figure turned from colorful to deep dark red, and one after another blood light shot out, dyeing the whole world red, flashing and flashing extremely weird.

"It's ......"

"Don't get distracted, keep watching!"

The originally quiet and regular starry sky suddenly became chaotic, and countless stars hurriedly fell to the ground with a long tail flame. However, a small star due north turned from blue to red, and then turned blue, and its volume suddenly increased hundreds of times, flickering, and the frequency was strikingly consistent with the blood-colored figure on the ground, as if it reflected each other. Under the shroud of two streams of blood, the mountains and rivers are shrouded, the mountains and the ground are cracked, the magma is gushing, and the sea water is pouring in, which is a scene of apocalypse.

Ye Xiaoming frowned when he saw it, cold sweat broke out, and he trembled: "The fierce star was born!"

Feng Kun looked at the figure on the ground uncertainly, only to see that the figure gradually got rid of the pain, faded away from the blood, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his body, shaking Ye Xiaoming couldn't open his eyes. Under the illumination of the golden light, the blood-colored stars in the sky gradually became stable, and the blood-colored light that continued to expand and contracted gradually became restrained, as if it had changed from a dazzling sun to a dark red lantern that emitted a faint light.

The devastated earth was rejuvenated, the chaotic retrograde stars returned to calm, and everything seemed to return to its original point, until the villain slowly dimmed and finally disappeared. The mountains and rivers suddenly lost color, and the stars dimmed a little.

Feng Kun exhaled a long breath of turbidity, put on a smiling face, held his head in his hands, and leaned back lazily, as if he was sitting on a recliner, leaning in the air out of thin air, only the slightly trembling fingers were telling the agitation in his heart.

"After the show, do you still like it?"

Ye Xiaoming was stunned and recalled the shock that had just flowed in front of him, and replied with a smile: "Is this a big murder, or is it a big luck?" No, it's not that simple, is this the luck of heaven and earth triggering a killing robbery, or is it a killing robbery?"

Feng Kun was surprised: "You noticed?"

Ye Xiaoming nodded, shook his head again, and said, "Something is wrong, but I don't know what's wrong, and I don't know what it means." ”

Feng Kun showed an expression that he had known this for a long time, and said sharply: "Heaven and earth have their own days in the dark, and they will not be more out of thin air, nor will they dissipate half a point out of thin air." If there is more Jinchuan, there will be less in Southern Xinjiang or other places, and you look at the luck just now, when he appeared, it did not affect the original luck of the world. ”

Ye Xiaoming was taken aback in vain and said: "That luck is too strong, it seems to have condensed all the luck in the world into one point and was born out of thin air, but how can there be so much luck in this world for no reason?"

Feng Kun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You are right, but you are not right. There is a limit to the amount of luck that each interface can withstand, and if my calculation is correct, the luck that the Purple Gold Divine Dragon turned into just now is probably thousands of times the original luck in this world!"

"What?!" Ye Xiaoming lost his voice.

"Generally speaking, if the convergence of qi and luck exceeds the limit of what the power of the interface can bear, this realm will collapse in an instant. It is even more impossible for anyone to be able to accept it calmly with a physical immortal body, at least not in the later stage of the transformation realm. But this heaven and earth have endured it like this, and this immortal body that has not yet transformed has endured it like this. ”

Listening to Feng Kun's explanation, Ye Xiaoming suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked: "Luck should be in Jinchuan, converge in one person, who is he?"

Feng Kun just nodded and didn't answer. Ye Xiaoming muttered in disbelief: "It turns out that it is really him......"

Feng Kun smiled bitterly again, shook his head and said, "It's not Xiao Qi, but it's inextricably linked with him." ”

"Do you mean ......?"

Feng Kun nodded and said, "Xiao Qi's cause and effect is this shocking luck!"

Ye Xiaoming suddenly felt in his heart: "It turns out that this is Xiao Qi's cause and effect, no wonder the mysterious organization is so interested in him......" Closing a big mystery in his heart, he suddenly had a strong curiosity about this strange place again, and asked, "Where is this?"

"This is my Jinchuan's Lizong Great Array, the eye of the Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Origin Great Array, and the body of the Treasure of Heaven and Harmony, the Jinyu Immortal Bell. ”

Ye Xiaoming heard this, and couldn't help but wonder: "Jinyu Immortal Bell, wasn't it taken away by Xiao Qi? How could it be the eye of the Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Origin Array?"

Feng Kun patiently explained: "The Five Great Immortal Sects have each created the powerful Lizong Great Array with the five Heavenly Harmony Treasures, and these five Heavenly Harmony Treasures are the eyes of the five Great Arrays. What Xiao Qi took away was just a concrete image of the Jinyu Immortal Bell externalized into the type. ”

"No wonder Shizun is not in a hurry for Xiao Qi to take away the Jinyu Immortal Bell, it turns out that the true body of the Jinyu Immortal Bell is actually here!

Feng Kun looked at the starry sky, sighed, and said, "The scene just now, I guess it was a decisive change of life against the sky......

"In other words, this is not the original providence, it will not necessarily happen? No, it should be said that nine times out of ten it will not happen?"

Feng Kun said with a smile: "Will the original providence gather thousands of times more qi than the power of the interface, and not let this interface collapse? Even if the new luck is only half a point, it is more than changing one's life against the sky, not to mention that the luck born is so amazing. I see, with that person's means of penetrating the heavens and the earth, I'm afraid that he will be able to change his life against the sky, right?"

Ye Xiaoming said uneasily in his heart: "That person ...... Could it be someone from a mysterious organization?"

Feng Kun didn't seem to hear Ye Xiaoming's words, staring at the mountains and rivers under his feet in a daze, and after a long time, he showed a touch of bitterness and said, "I hope ...... Isn't it......"

On the vast snowfield, an old man who looked like an old farmer sat under a broken low wall and munched on a hard steamed bun, while a green-robed young man opposite him held a handful of snow and gently rubbed his hands.

Suddenly, the green-robed young man turned his head to the old man and asked, "You can really be sure that Jinchuan Lao Qi is the one who can resist the birth of Shura based on half a prophecy?"

The old man chewed the dry bun in his mouth, and said disdainfully: "Heaven is clear, who dares to say the word certainly?"

The green-robed young man's face twitched, and he asked, "Then you just gave him the sword book?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said, "It's just a tattered sword book, what's the matter?"

The green-robed young man muttered, "You are really an irresponsible loser......

The old man sneered, "In that case, why don't you go and snatch the sword book back?"

The green-robed young man's face changed and fell silent. The old man threw the remaining half of the bun in his hand to the ground, and sneered: "Are you afraid? Otherwise, you have seen him at least three times, why don't you kill him? Without cause and effect, everything is impossible to talk about, what are you worried about?"

The green-robed young man was like a sculpture, motionless, and did not speak.

The old man said with pity: "Since you can see the world clearly, why struggle again, what doesn't belong to you can't be obtained after all, even if you are lucky enough to catch it, you will slip away." ”

The green-robed young man shook his head and said dejectedly: "I'm afraid, but it's not that I can't get it, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to see it clearly." ”

The old man sighed and said, "If you have as much ability, you can do as much as you want, so why force it?"

The green-robed young man smiled bitterly: "No, I have my responsibilities, I have my persistence, and I also have my way." ”

The old man nodded slightly and said, "In that case, why don't you follow your heart?"

The wind blew away the thick dark clouds, revealing the miserable white Lower Xuanyue, and the green-robed young man looked at the sky, staring at the crescent moon, as if asking a question, and as if saying to himself, "Should I believe you?"

The old man smiled, "You should believe in yourself." ”

The green-robed young man suddenly smiled, the gloomy color on his face was swept away, he turned his head, glanced at the old man lightly, and then picked up the small half of the bun that the old man threw down, and put it into his own clothes.

The old man's face became a little unnatural, but he heard the green-robed young man smile happily: "You have eaten so many of our things, should you also give me a little compensation?"

The old man pursed his mouth and said, "Old man, I am eating the things of the master's house, what do I have to do with you?"

The green-robed young man said disapprehantly: "Even if the ancestor is the master, but his old man is not at home, you uninvited guy should also behave, right?"

The old man rolled his eyes high, but he didn't really want the little half of the bun back.

The green-robed young man was silent for a long time, then suddenly looked at the sky and muttered, "Old man, I'm afraid I have to go......"

At the same time, in the south of Wuzhou, Qiu Shutong, who was closing his eyes and crossing his knees, suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up from the back of the huge ice away from the fire beast, showed a solemn expression, and said to himself: "He...... It's coming!"