The ground cracked, cracks appeared, Chen Yu, Ye Shatian, Feng Wantian and others stared at this sudden drastic change and stopped one after another, looking along the source of this rift, it can be seen that a purple light breaks through the sky, and it can be seen from a distance of hundreds of miles.

Luck is boundless, only luck follows!

Many monks looked up, and this last place was opened, gathering a large number of Jiejie monks, and it was the luck of these Jiejie monks that led to the opening of Qiyunding here.

Sure enough, some people are born with great luck and are blessed to follow. Some monks sighed, to grasp the law of the appearance of this Qi Luck Ding, only to the location of the Qi Luck Ding, it is very likely that the Qi Luck Ding will appear, this is the fate of the choice in the dark.

"Looks like we can't fight today. ”

Chen Yu laughed, the gold veins on his body faded quickly, and the luck tripod appeared, this is a thing related to the luck of the world, if you miss it, it will make people regret it.

Ye Shatian and Feng Wantian stopped one after another, knowing that this luck was very important.

Chen Yu grabbed the Emperor's Ancient Sword, stepped into the Lingxu, walked in the sky, and came to the place where the luck fluctuated in the blink of an eye, and Dongluo Liuli, Sun Yaochen, Yusheng Xiao, and Lieyan and his wife fell together.

"It seems that we are really lucky, and we have met the luck of luck again. Ye Yunyao stepped on the Colorful Floating Lotus Terrace, fell, staring at the purple light that rose to the sky, her eyes were bright.

Ye Shatian and the wind remnant sky fell together, Chen Yu glanced at it, his eyes swept over Ye Shatian, and put it on the wind remnant sky.

"You are a loose cultivator in the East China Sea, what do you want so much luck for?"

The wind remnant sky red knife horizontally, and laughed: "Who said that I am a loose cultivator in the East China Sea, I am from the East China Sea Sword Sect." ”

The surrounding monks looked at each other, they had never heard of the existence of the Sword Sect in the East China Sea.

Although I don't know if what Feng Wantian said is true, but since he came, he naturally had a purpose.

Zi Mang attracted the monks of this Hongmeng land to come, watching the heavenly dome fluctuate, but Chen Yu saw familiar figures standing around.

Nangong Wushuang and Feng Wu came together, the identity of the descendants of the true immortals and the immortals was there, and the real strength should not be underestimated, comparable to Chen Yudong and Luo Liuli.

There were still a few fluctuations here, Chen Yu glanced at it, and didn't pay attention to it at all.

Status determines attitude, maybe in the eyes of others, those people are disciples of the Great Sect, but in Chen Yu's eyes, these people are no longer so important.

This sky-high purple qi permeated the entire Hongmeng Realm, and it was even more magnificent than the previous Nine Qi Fortune Ding, as if it had opened something in the Hongmeng Realm.

"The last Qi Luck Ding, as long as it is opened, the entire Hongmeng Realm will be opened, and the Qi Luck accumulated for thousands of years will be marked according to the Qi Luck in the hands of the monks, dividing the world's Qi Luck. ”

Everyone looked up at the Hongmeng Realm at the top of the purple pillar of light, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, as if there was something dominating the entire Hongmeng Realm.

"This last statue of luck is also the last chance, and it must not be missed. "Some Great Sect monks clenched their fists and entered the Hongmeng Realm, they have not yet found a mark of luck, which also indicates that in the next thousand years, their sect will decline, and may dissipate in the years.

The aura in the heavenly dome was ready to be released, and Sun Yaochen sighed and said: "Luck is out, I don't know how many monks will die because of this." ”

Every Qi Fortune Ding is bound to be accompanied by killing and fighting, and even so, there are still many monks who go forward to follow suit.

But this is the path of monasticism, survival of the fittest, and stepping into this path itself is so cruel.

Soon, a few more monks came, looking at the past from a distance, those few breaths were no weaker than Nangong Wushuang, they were some unborn hidden masters, although they were not among the top ten masters in Zhongzhou, but their cultivation was no worse than those people.

There was also a person wearing a simple white robe, with a calm breath, rushing out of this spiritual mist and indifferently appearing in the eyes of everyone.

"Daochu!"

Chen Yu recognized that the peaceful young man had the power of the ancient sages and pupils, and he had no quarrel with the world, always giving people the feeling of a fog.

There is only one person in each generation of the heirs of the human emperor, and every time the human race is in trouble, the descendants of the human emperor will definitely come out and pacify the chaos of the human race.

Chen Yu felt that Dao Chu was very unusual, and faintly gave him a sense of crisis, he hadn't felt this breath for a long time, this was because he had practiced Ziwei Doushu, the Yi Dao Divine Power, and felt that Dao Chu's fate seemed to be connected with him.

At this time, Dao Chu also looked at Chen Yu, bowed slightly, his expression was flat, and he couldn't see any expression on the surface.

Thundered!

The sky shook, purple rays rushed out of the cracks in the ground, the soil tumbled rapidly, and a huge hole appeared out of thin air.

This hole is about dozens of zhang long, like an abyss passage, swallowing purple light, falling into the Hongmeng Realm, causing a dull sound to come from heaven and earth.

Cluck!

The sound was like a skull opening open, making the sound of teeth rubbing, making people break out in a cold sweat.

"Ah......h

Seeing this, a monk next to him lowered his palm and slammed into the ground with a bang, and from the place where his palm fell, the soil quickly turned over, and it could be seen that the thing that pulled the monk's body was a dark thing, and if you looked closely, you could see that the black mist was wriggling rapidly, and it was a black shiny beetle.

Because of the appearance of the cracks, these black beetles are exposed to everyone's sight, and they constantly make a creepy sound of jagged rubbing.

The monk's entire right foot was gnawed by these black beetles for nearly half, and in the bite wound, there was also a stream of black gas along the monk's blood, spreading all over the body, and it was his eyes that kept turning, flowing black blood, and his soul was scattered.

Everyone watched the monk fall into the ravine, and subconsciously took a step back.

The black beetle that was in everyone's sight kept rubbing its sawtooth and flew out of the monk's body.

The black beetle, which was about half the size of a fist, rushed towards a monk, who took out a fairy sword and slashed at the black beetle's back.

Bang dang!

The fairy sword made a sound of gold and stone, and the black beetle was shocked and flew out.

After a while, the black beetle the size of half a fist shook its head, continued to fly out, and rushed towards the monk, who was angry in his heart, and in front of everyone, he couldn't help even a single worm, and when this news came out, he didn't even have a little face.

His face sank, the fairy sword came out again, turned into a red sword, and slashed at the black beetle, the black beetle's wings shook, dodging the sword, but suddenly made a jaw-dropping action, it turned its head and bit on the top of the fairy sword, and the fairy sword jumped out of a gap.

The monk was shocked, and his face turned pale, because he felt that the divine soul above the Natal Immortal Sword had also been gnawed by the black beetle.

He flipped the palm of his hand, the fairy sword twisted, and the sword body slapped the black beetle behind the black beetle, and slapped the black beetle into the ravine again, the black beetle turned over, the sawtooth rubbed, and made a squeaky sound, and then, after dozens of black beetles heard the call, they also resonated at the same time.

Everyone looked strange, observing the mysterious appearance of the black beetle, and suddenly, the corners of the monks' eyes constricted.

"Even the fairy sword can be bitten off...... What the hell is this worm!"

Some monks spoke, their voices trembled, and what they were afraid of was not that this insect's sawtooth could break the fairy sword, but that they saw countless black beetles emerging from the depths of the ravine, making a buzzing sound.

Black beetles emerge from the edge of the ravine, as if the monk had touched some taboo and unleashed this strange creature.

These black beetles seemed to be endless, forming a wave of pitch-black insects, swarming in all directions.

A monk held a magic weapon in his hand and used means to stop the black beetle tide from attacking, but the magic weapon shot out, shaking up one black beetle after another, and another group of black beetles quickly rushed up, opened his sawtooth, and bit down, and even the magic weapon was completely devoured.

Chen Yu frowned, a black beetle rushed to his face, and he flipped it in his hand, shaking away the insect tide.

"It's ...... Eater of immortals!" The little turtle's voice was cold and unbelievable.