After the rest of the iron cavalry returned to the formation, Du Shou said with some praise: "You are really a strong person, but no matter how strong a cultivator is, can he stop the luck of the dynasty?"

That's right, this is Du Shou's most powerful and reliable backhand, and he stayed here to kill this Tsing Yi Taoist.

Du Shou carefully took out the official seal, injected a piece of mana, and threw the official seal towards the sky.

After the official seal left his hand, he was good at the wind and turned into the size of a grinding plate, which attracted the luck of the dynasty that had been dormant for a long time.

Luck rose to form a golden dragon that fell from the sky, and the dragon's claws flew above its body, and the sound of the dragon's chant pierced the sky.

The golden light of luck shone on the entire city, and the cultivators in the city lost their mana at this moment, which was the power of the rules and the power of the entire Dakang Dynasty.

Du Shou knelt on his knees and said respectfully: "The minister is far away from the marquis Du Shou, respectfully ask the saint to kill this liao!"

The golden dragon's eyes as big as lanterns looked at Du Shou who was kneeling on the ground, and then looked at Su Mu who was standing with a gun.

Waving his scale claws, he rushed towards Su Mu, and the coercion of the Golden Immortal Realm on the golden dragon was exposed at a glance, and everyone present knelt down on one knee except Su Mu.

The imperial luck of the Dakang Dynasty arrived, and in front of the golden dragon that was hundreds of zhang long, Su Mu was like an insignificant ant, drifting in the wind and rain.

The golden dragon opened his mouth, spit out words, and said: "If you offend the power of the Great Kang, you will be killed!"

The golden dragon's breath gushed out from the golden dragon's mouth and surged towards Su Mu.

The scorching dragon's breath is actually the law of the Dakang Dynasty, and it is also the rule of this luck god, and it happens that Su Mu is standing on the land of the Dakang Dynasty.

Su Mu smiled indifferently and said, "I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to run in person, but since I'm here, don't leave today!"

He then turned to look at Huang Yan in the distance and said, "Lord Huang Feng, it's time, it's time to throw your sword!"

Huang Yan pulled out the wooden sword in his arms and threw it at the golden dragon, and at the moment when the wooden sword was thrown, a thunder sounded above the sky!

At this time, the people present did not know what was so strange about this wooden sword, but the next moment they saw what kind of wooden sword it was.

No one wants to match the fortune of the Imperial Dynasty on the way to cultivation, because this represents endless cause and effect, and even the Great Luo Immortal Family, who is high above the heavenly dome, cannot escape the shackles of cause and effect.

Therefore, no one dares to face the Imperial Dynasty Qi Luck Dharma Body, but today there is a Tsing Yi Taoist who has a Qi Luck Dharma Body against the Emperor Dynasty, so no matter whether this Dao person lives or dies in the end, he will leave a strong mark in the history of the Qing Dynasty.

But it's not worth it!

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Above the pavilion, the ancestor of the Huang family, who had already been awakened, looked at all this in front of him in shock.

He said incoherently, "Why do cultivators of the Little Thousand World realm appear in this world?"

The head of the Huang family was also puzzled, but unlike the Huang family ancestor's puzzlement, why Huang Yan was able to make friends with such a powerful cultivator.

This is about this, whether the head of the Huang family can sit firmly on the throne of the head of the family, and it is also related to who should sit on the throne of the Ninety-Five Supreme after the Huang family raises troops in the future.

"Ancestor, what is a cultivator of the Little Thousand World Realm?"

In the end, the head of the Huang family still couldn't avoid vulgarity, and besides, he really wanted to know what a cultivator of the Xiaoqian World realm was.

The ancestor of the Huang family looked at Su Mu in the field, and said meaningfully: "Become a world, merge with the primordial spirit, and travel in the void to become a world realm cultivator!"

"How is the battle of the small thousand world realm?"

I don't know why the head of the Huang family asked such a question, and his eyes were full of hope, ah no!

It should be said that it is an ambitious ambition, and there are countless calamities in the world of great contention, and naturally there are countless hopes, and the opportunity for enlightenment has appeared.

It must be the era of the emergence of Tianjiao, and it is also the era when the immortal court was born and suppressed all beings!

Everyone wants to be the master of the Immortal Court, and the Huang family is naturally no exception.

"The Golden Immortal can't stop the cultivators of the Little Thousand Worlds after the Merger. ”

The ancestor of the Huang family had never seen a cultivator in the Xiaoqian World realm who was in a state of merger, but he had seen a scene of a Xiaoqian World cultivator in the heyday realm.

It can be said that the sun and moon are lightless, and the mountains and rivers are discolored!

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The wooden sword flies very slowly, not that it is slow, but the space around it has become longer!

The golden dragon's dragon breath had not yet reached Su Mu's body, and the wooden sword had already reached the golden dragon's body.

Su Mu saluted and said, "Slay the dragon!"

Boom - boom boom!

Above the sky, the thunder continued, the raindrops the size of beans fell on the earth, the sky was crying, and the dying imperial luck was mourning!

Just as the heavens and the earth were sad when the Da Luo Immortal family fell, the heaven and the earth will also be sad when the fortune of the dynasty falls, because it represents the end of one era and the beginning of another.

The catastrophe has finally come, but no one expected to come back so strangely!

The wooden sword was swallowed by the golden dragon in its belly, and there was nothing abnormal for the time being, but it was already the worst time for Linyuan Hou Du Shou.

Du Shou's cultivation realm actually began to fall, and the realm of heavenly immortals, earth immortals, scattered immortals, purple mansions, and it was not until the realm of Jindan's lower grade that it could be regarded as a realm that could stop the fall.

And the realm of the iron rider under Du Shou also began to fall, of course, some began to grow, and in a flash, he entered the fairyland and became an immortal.

Looking at the golden dragon again, at this time, it was already dimly unable to see the figure, and the wooden sword, directly in the abdomen of the golden dragon, broke out of the hole and returned to Su Mu's hands.

Everything seems so plain, everything seems so bland.

100,000 iron horsemen, no longer a threat, have you ever seen an ant defeat an elephant?

Su Mu opened his mouth and mocked: "I originally thought that the Marquis of Linyuan was also a generation of Tianjiao, and he had already stood in the realm of immortals at a young age, but I didn't expect that the Marquis of Linyuan would rely on his luck to forcibly improve his vain cultivation, and now the luck of the Dakang Dynasty has been forced, how does the Marquis of Linyuan feel!"

Relying on the cultivation of the imperial luck, it looks really powerful on weekdays, but once the imperial luck collapses, those vain cultivations will turn into clouds and dissipate in front of you.

Linyuan Hou Du Shou said with a pale face: "Don't be happy too early, one day you will also die under the entanglement of cause and effect!"

Destroying the Imperial Dynasty's Qi Luck Dharma Body and Destroying the Imperial Dynasty's Fortune is a matter that is extremely causal and causal, which is why the Sect Ancestor of this realm is reluctant to do so.

Su Mu said with a smile: "The cause and effect entanglement in this world can't involve me, you are defeated!"

"So today, I'm sending you to the Yellow Spring!"

The wooden sword galloped past, skipped over tens of thousands of iron horsemen, accurately found Du Shou's position, and struck him with a sword.

At this time, there was silence in the field, and although the remaining iron horsemen were still holding war knives, they had no intention of fighting again, and what was waiting for them was only to shake their heads and beg to surrender!

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There is no mistake