Luck, luck!

This is especially important in practice.

This can be seen in the midst of the flood.

The reason why so many people value luck and even look for the treasure to suppress it is because although luck does not completely determine a person's achievements, but when luck is at its peak, it is natural to be like a fish in water, and when luck declines, everything is naturally unfavorable.

The same goes for Chuang Tower.

If you encounter a matching opponent who is a top-notch existence, or an existence that specifically restrains you, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

If you pass the first one, then you will have a higher orange title monk, then a yellow title, and so on.

When you fail, you get a title one level lower. The highest is purple.

Of course, this is how it was later after the imprint left in the title tower was too much.

As for how the Title Tower worked in the first place, Fang Qingshan didn't know, and he didn't care.

However, the harvest between the different color titles made Fang Qingshan even more interested.

The difference between the lowest and highest titles is huge.

Specifically, the red title can be blessed with one point of luck, and the purple title can be blessed with one hundred points.

Putting these aside for the time being, it was said that after the scribe stood still in front of Fang Qingshan, his aura was fully opened, and his momentum had reached its peak, without greetings, without waiting, he shot directly. Because if you wait any longer, you will prosper and decline.

In fact, Fang Qingshan could have made the first move. Attack when the opponent's momentum has not fully condensed to the extreme, so that it is easier to deal with.

Because once the opponent's momentum is condensed to the extreme, the blow that the opponent bursts out will be the peak, which is very terrifying and even more difficult to deal with.

Originally, under normal circumstances, only 70 percent of the combat effectiveness could be brought into play, and with all the effort one could bring out 100 percent of the combat effectiveness, but under the momentum of accumulation, it was possible to exert 12 percent of the combat effectiveness.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, seeing the two sides of the battle will not let the other party build up momentum. If you find this situation, you will interrupt it.

And if you interrupt in the middle of the attack, not only can you not face a more violent attack, but even be interrupted because of the momentum, not to mention causing a backlash, at least it will make the other party uncomfortable.

However, Fang Qingshan did not do this, but let the other party gather momentum.

In the end, this is the first one, and he is very confident.

It's not arrogance, conceit, it's self-confidence.

"Kill!"

With a shout, the scribe drew the sword from his waist and slashed at it.

A sword aura that was extremely strong was like aurora lightning, whistling out from the scabbard. Then, one becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight, eight becomes sixteen, and sixteen becomes thirty-two...... In an instant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, evolving into a boundless wave.

The sword qi is sonorous, the waves hit the sky, and there is a deafening roar, and in an instant, it is like a big world like the ocean formed, dark and dark, without borders, as if there is an endless meaning.

This is the ultimate sword, it is incomparable, the sword that splits everything, all the strength and faith, all condensed in this sword.

Moreover, such a sword not only has the surging power of the sea, but also has the undercurrent of waves, wave after wave.

Moreover, compared to the power on the surface, this endless stream of dark energy is even more difficult.

Waiting for leisure, the peak of the mixed yuan, if you don't have the treasure in your body, you are not the enemy of this sword at all.

However, it is not enough to use it for Fang Qingshan.

Not to mention now, even in the past, he just had to work harder.

But seeing it, Fang Qingshan's footsteps only slipped slightly, but he tossed and turned in an inch, and easily avoided the terrifying killing sword in an instant.

At the same time, without waiting for the opponent's second sword to strike, Fang Qingshan flicked his fingers.

I saw a glimmer of light flash, but I saw an awl fly out with lightning speed, and then before the scribe could react, he first struck a blow and pierced the sword qi in the ocean, and then continued to shoot towards the scribe with unabated momentum, and the blow hit his eyebrows.

Reincarnation cone!

In the past, the natal supernatural power, the five element cones, the single attack is strong, and he is the best at breaking defenses.

After the natal law was transformed into the Great Dao of Reincarnation, the Five Elements Cone also became a reincarnation cone, and the effect did not change, but the power was multiplied. Especially with the improvement of his cultivation and the refining of his eternal divine power, it is even more different from what it used to be.

Moreover, compared with the previous Five Elements Cone, the current Reincarnation Cone has a trace of reincarnation mystery and a trace of Yuan Shen attack.

Although the main attack power is still to break the defense, it can make people fall into reincarnation and be in a trance, and this time, it will kill people.

Sure enough, under the blow, the scribe's eyes were dull, and he couldn't react at all, and he was instantly knocked away, as if he had been hit by an ancient beast, and a hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

Kill with one hit!

In this regard, Fang Qingshan was neither sad nor happy, quietly waiting for the appearance of the next opponent.

After a while, he saw that the opponent he had killed had dissipated into mottled points of light like a dreamlike bubble.

Then, the same thing happened again.

A light lit up in the darkness, and in an instant, footsteps rang out.

After a while, a man came out.

is different from the previous scribe, but this person is somewhat similar to Jiang Bawang, full of domineering, with a Chinese face, a beard, and knotted muscles.

One step out, you can faintly hear the voice of Jin Ge Iron Horse, with Xiao Kill and Iron Blood.

This person is obviously a person who is used to killing, and in the mortal world, at least he is a general with great power in his hands.

Although this person's cultivation is still at the peak of the mixed element, it has obviously improved a notch compared to the previous scribe, at least it is also an orange title.

"Kill!"

It's still the same, this big man came to Fang Qingshan's side and shot directly.

This should be a cultivator who refines the body. There is no spiritual treasure, and as soon as it is shot, it is a punch.

When the fist fell, it was as if there was a Nine Dragons roaring, and the mountains and rivers and the people of Li were all in one punch.

The fists are full of majesty and domineering, making it impossible for people to dodge.

As if it were not a fist, but a power that reigned over the world.

To make a fist is to hold power.

Punching power is power.

This is a powerful punch.

"Good time!"

Fang Qingshan still didn't take the initiative to make a move, but let him fall with a punch, and then didn't dodge or dodge, and returned the same punch.

His fist bloomed with immeasurable light, flowing with the mystery of the law of reincarnation, and belonging to his essence and spirit, turning into such a power, so that his fist was not broken, his blood was like a dragon, and his spiritual will was even more indestructible.

Airplanes!

The two fists collided together, bursting out with a sound like a bell.

Fang Qingshan's fist did not move at all, without the slightest damage, full of immortal, eternal mystery, the fist was untouchable, and it was unacceptable.