With these words, Duguyun's footsteps paused and turned his head.

After him, Su Dongliu, dressed in red, stood in place.

And Dugu Yun didn't look at him at all, but looked at Li Longxing and said, "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?"

"Or is it that Your Majesty is addicted to Immortal Tu?"

Duguyun said, and the torrential rain in the entire heaven and earth suddenly stopped.

All the rain, as if in Duguyun's words, was still.

Slaughtering immortals is a kind of ridicule of this behavior by immortals.

Because a hundred mortals who slaughter immortals will normally fail a hundred.

The human head in Li Longxing's hand shows that he has the means to kill immortals, but Dugu Yun believes that it must not be used easily, and there is a certain element of luck.

With a huge realm gap, it is already possible to ignore any resourcefulness and formation traps.

In fact, the correct name should be called Zhuxian.

In heaven and earth, there really are such monks, in order to gain luck, to kill immortals. In this way, he will be rewarded by the Heavenly Dao and improve his luck.

But to do this kind of thing, you must not be an immortal yourself.

So under normal circumstances, it will not be successful.

Even if it is a clear real person who goes to punish the immortals, it is ten deaths and no life.

At this moment, all the rain condenses.

In the entire Chang'an, which was shrouded in heavy rain, hundreds of millions of raindrops stopped and turned into endless ice thorns.

The dense ice, like a diamond hanging in the night, reflects a deadly brilliance in the moonlight.

Dugu Yun used his aura, but he restrained it very well, and the aura he used was a clear real realm.

But as an immortal, his realm and utility of power are completely incomparable with ordinary spirit tribulation real people.

It's like the same handful of water, splashed and focused into a single point to fire, the former is not dangerous, and the latter can cut flesh like a water knife.

It's a different perception of power.

At this moment, the sky was full of billions of ice thorns aimed at Li Longxing.

The appearance of the old man in red, Duguyun did not think that he was his own action, but took it as Li Longxing's instructions.

But as an immortal, although he had just chosen to leave, he also had his own decisiveness and coldness.

His actions at this moment show that if Li Longxing is an inch, he will do it.

"Don't get me wrong. ”

At this moment, Su Dongliu raised his hand, but a fishing rod appeared in his hand, and said, "This matter has nothing to do with Your Majesty, it is the old man's intention." ”

As he spoke, Su Dongliu pointed at himself and said, "Do you know who the old man is?"

"I'm not interested in ant names. ”

"Huh. ”

Hearing Duguyun's words, Su Dongliu smiled and said, "Su Mu is the grandson of the old man. ”

"Oh, so what?"

Dugu Yun sneered: "He is destined to die." ”

"It's just a matter of earlier and later. ”

"And you, you're going to die now. ”

Whoosh –

With Duguyun's home, the surrounding ice spikes broke out instantly!

Puff puff puff!!

The brilliant white light swept by, and the speed was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

In an instant, Su Dongliu, who was standing in place, was pierced into a hedgehog.

From his heavenly spirit to his calf, everything that was exposed was torn and pierced.

Including both eyes, mouth, heart, and brain.

Dugu Yun's face was indifferent, a heart lamp monk, it was not much more difficult to crush him than an ant.

Immortals generally don't make a move on mortals, but that doesn't mean they can't.

But in the next moment, a faint golden-red flame flashed in Duguyun's eyes.

His originally indifferent look was immediately stunned, and a trace of pain appeared, and he suddenly covered his chest!

"Damn it!"

"You!?"

Luck, your own luck is burning!

How can it be!

It is true that immortals can't easily make a move against the mortal realm, but this kind of action is more for the face of heaven and man. Because the celestial beings are the realm that accumulates the most luck, although ordinary mortals have it, they will not have a lot of luck, and the impact of that bit of backlash on the immortals is like taking out a drop of water in a pool, which is harmless.

But at this moment, while attacking Su Dongliu, the luck on his body actually began to burn!

It's like a pool boiling directly, and countless qi luck evaporates, and a large amount of it is lost!

"Huh. ”

And at this moment, a flame burned on Su Dongliu's body, melting the ice crystals on his body.

"The Dao realm is good, the aura of the psychic real person matches your Dao intent, ordinary celestials are not opponents, right?"

Seeing this scene, Duguyun's eyes shrank again!

Didn't kill him yourself?

At this moment, the aura on Su Dongliu's body was weak, but he was still alive.

Just looking at his condition, he is also on the verge of death.

He was covered in dense blood holes, and even his eyeballs had been punctured by himself.

Faintly, something yellow and white flowed down his eye sockets.

It can be said that the current Su Dongliu no longer has a piece of good meat in his body.

But no matter what one may say, there is a reality that cannot be denied.

That is, he is still alive, even if it is near death, he has survived his own attack.

It could be seen that he had resisted all of his Dao intent, weakened the attack, and only suffered the damage of his own Enlightenment Realm aura.

But the next moment, Dugu Yun was suddenly shocked and said, "Impossible!"

Golden luck surged in Su Dongliu's body.

That color and intensity are far above Li Longxing!

And Li Longxing's level of luck was only obtained by killing immortals. Where did he get so much luck?!

Feeling Duguyun's horror, Su Dongliu smiled.

"This senior, do you still want to kill me?"

"Do you believe it, if you kill me, you can be killed by lightning now?"

As he spoke, Su Dongliu pointed to the sky and said, "Moreover, this is a bad land, a place shrouded in prohibition. ”

"Believe it or not, maybe a little accident will make you stay here. ”

"Actually, you know that as long as you are induced to exert the aura of heaven and man, you will die. ”

And at this moment, Dugu Yun stared at Su Dongliu and said, "Where did your luck come from!"

In Duguyun's eyes, in addition to being shocked, there was also a hint of greed.

The luck on his body is too unusual.

The rarity of luck is well known, and there are few shortcuts to speak of.

Otherwise, there would not be any righteous monks who have accumulated virtue and done good deeds for thousands of years. Among the monks, there must be great evil people, but great good people, Duguyun believes that there are none. Only those who have no desires can be people of great goodness.

And without desire and ambition, he is destined to not go far in the cultivation world.

If there is no luck, the world is ten percent righteous, and it can go to eighty percent.

Therefore, in this context, it is really incomprehensible that a Heart Lamp Monk has so much luck.

Before he could kill him, his luck was backfired.

If he kills him, it may really be like what he said, because his luck has been devoured, and countless bad luck will be added to him, and he will die directly in the bad land.

Luck is the talisman of the immortals, so that the Heavenly Dao is tied.

And without this talisman, it is not a small number of things that Heavenly Dao caused accidents to make immortals fall. Duguyun didn't have the idea of trying.

"Tell me your way to accumulate luck, the old man will let Su Mu go, and everything will be written off!"

Duguyun itself is for cause and effect.

But the cause and effect is the depression of the lonely family, but for himself, it is far inferior to luck and temptation.

In Duguyun's view, he is still more important than Dugu's family.

Hearing this, Su Dongliu smiled.

"How?"

"Isn't the method clear to the seniors?"

"The old man accumulates luck, and it is a stupid way to go. ”

As he spoke, the bamboo pole in Su Dongliu's hand suddenly trembled, and a stream of yellow water gushed out and gathered into the rain under his feet.

Su Dongliu's broken body was like a crushed corpse, as hideous as a new ghost in the underworld.

The corners of his rotten mouth tugged at the corners of a terrifying smile, and he said, "That's ...... Zhu Xian. ”