"It's hard to put into words!"

Wang Yan sighed and told everything about the previous experience.

Lu Chuan: "......"

I don't know if I don't know this, but it's really ruining my three views.

Scum is everywhere, especially here.

These monks of Tai Sui Lou really showed the despicable nature of human hearts to the fullest.

Grace will be revenge, shameless, lowly, greedy, stupid, but all the words that Lu Chuan can imagine can be found in Brother Tai Sui Lou.

The battlefield of luck is like a mirror that shows all the despicability.

No matter how well it is disguised outside, it will be revealed when you get here.

There are no elders here, no hidden super strong, and no complex and changeable relationships. On top of that, there's no contact with the outside world.

As long as the hands and feet are clean and meticulous, no one can be 100% sure who did it.

Even if Qin Jue, the little princess of the Qiankun Sword Sect, died in the battlefield of luck, with Qin Xiuyuan's attainments in the way of divination, it was impossible to calculate who did it.

Coupled with the fact that the various forces contain each other, a default rule has finally been formed.

That is the battle in the battlefield of luck, and it must not involve sects, families, and other forces.

Ostensibly, this is to protect the forces behind it, but in fact it is to protect the monks themselves.

Once the forces behind it are involved, the impact is extremely huge.

Not to mention anything else, as long as one side wins, then the monk in the whirlpool of events will definitely die.

Coupled with the isolation of all means of exploration, information transmission, cause and effect in the battlefield of luck, if you want to know the truth, you can only guess.

As long as the situation is not involved, it is the best choice not to involve sects, families and other forces.

Because if it is involved, the things that used to be old sesame seeds and rotten grains will be mixed up, and it will be troublesome to sort it out.

"Hey, hey, I knew senior brother you were coming. is also the legitimate son-in-law of the Qiankun Sword Sect, how could he really be expelled from the division because of a disobedient organization. ”

Wang Yan squeezed his eyebrows, and instantly turned into a dog's leg.

Indeed, it was not a coincidence that Lu Chuan rushed over to save him, but received a distress signal.

All disciples of the Qiankun Sword Sect have a ban in their identity tokens, and when they are in crisis, they can send distress signals to the surroundings.

When a disciple within a certain range receives it, he can immediately go over and help.

When the old father-in-law Qin Xiuyuan gave Lu Chuan, the same was true of the large number of tokens, so Lu Chuan could come over to save Wang Yan.

Lu Chuan's speed was very fast, and he arrived in less than half a tea time after receiving the signal.

After that, he saw Tai Sui's tragic death, and the Born Beast King wanted to kill Wang Yan.

"This natural beast king has to be educated well. ”

Lu Chuan thought in his heart, unless they were the kind of people who were raised since childhood, the vast majority of spirit beasts were unruly.

It is a very difficult task to enslave them completely.

But Lu Chuan didn't care, even Su Daji, a peak powerhouse who had been in the Dao Convergence Period, couldn't break free, and a mere fourth-level spirit beast wanted to be free?

Pipe dream!

"Where are we going now? Do we continue to practice? With my senior brother by my side, those spirit beasts that are hellish in Raush will die one by one, and two will die with a pair. If you come to one or two thousand, you will drop a ball directly, and all of them will die!"

Wang Yan was jumping around excitedly, and it couldn't be said that he was out of shape, and he was suddenly rescued under great compassion and fear, and it was difficult for anyone to maintain his demeanor.

And Lu Chuan never cares about these trivial things, no one is perfect, as long as you don't touch your bottom line.

"Go to the Heavenly Palace!"

"Okay! Go to the Heavenly Palace!"

Wang Yan was full of vigor and confidence.

......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, ten days later.

Lu Chuan and Wang Yan didn't know how many monks and spirit beasts they had killed along the way, and the lottery had accumulated to fifty times.

"Is this the Heavenly Palace?"

The two of them came to the front of a huge and magnificent building, and their faces were full of amazement.

The city is 100 meters high and hundreds of thousands of meters long. It is not so much a city as a country walled.

Compared with here, the old capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty is just a small doll at the feet of giants, and it is so small that it is not even qualified to compare.

This city can be said to be the first city in the Void Heaven World throughout the ages, after all, it was established by the former super power Ten Thousand Tribulation Gate.

Even if it's just for inheritance, it's still not something that ordinary forces can compare.

It's just a city used for inheritance, and it has been built so magnificently, I really don't know what the ruins of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Gate should be.

"Hehe, it's someone again, I don't know which state it is?

"He doesn't have that disgusting smell of the sea, it should be the land of the five states! ”

"Heaven and earth, people and dogs, I don't know where he will go? Hehe, looking at his cultivation, it is estimated that he can't even enter the dog gate!"

A series of voices came from not far away, and Lu Chuan looked up and found that it was several monks from the Transformation Stage.

That's right, it's a monk of the Transformation Period!

As I said before, those who enter the battlefield of luck to compete are the elites of various forces.

And as an elite, in addition to combat effectiveness, the most important thing is cultivation.

More than ninety percent of the cultivators are at the ninth level of the Qi refining stage, and they are all the type that is about to break through.

Most of them can break through directly as long as they want to.

And among them, there are also many monks who can't suppress their cultivation and have to face a choice.

Either they are excluded by the rules of the Luck Battlefield, or they will be imprisoned in the Heavenly Palace forever, and they will not be able to leave half a step for eternity, and there will be no possibility of going further.

It's an insult to the strong.

You can't leave here, you can't go any further, you can only die in this place for eternity.

Except for the battle for luck that started every hundred years, they could only face those old faces for nine hundred and ninety years.

And because there is no way to go any further, acquaintances die every hundred years.

After a long time, the resentment, depression, fear, and anger in their hearts will be mixed, and they will slowly begin to become psychopathic, becoming more and more perverted.

He likes to watch others make a fool of himself, and he likes to abuse low-level monks.

In fact, I don't blame them, I can only blame the sect behind them.

Each monk can only enter the battlefield once in his life, and a hundred years is not long, nor is it short, but there must be changes.

At this time, it is necessary for some monks to give guidance to those who come after them, and this is what is left behind.

They are expected and at the same time abandoned.

The entanglements in my heart are accumulating more and more, although they are gradually becoming perverted, but they are all the sins of the forces behind them.