"Poof, the pot is ready, you show us this. ”

On the meteorite in the distance, Uncle Turtle knocked on the copper tripod again and shouted with great dissatisfaction.

Is this still the holy son of the Golden Crow?

Throw in the towel!

For Zhu Tianjiao, this is a great shame.

However, there is a great terror between life and death, and not all life can face death calmly.

What the!

This scene suddenly made countless warriors in the starry sky almost fall from the stars and meteorites they were standing on.

The Golden Crow Son has fled!

In front of the starry sky in all directions, in front of countless warriors of the heavens and thousands of races, burning ancestral blood, deriving the ancestral black god form, and the moment the majesty was about to break through the heavens and the earth, he turned around and was about to run.

Co-authored, the derivation of the ancestral Wu god form, is to escape.

It's a pity that it still didn't run out.

On the ancient ship of the gods, the face of the god son shrouded in divine light makes people see clearly, in the eyes of outsiders, the jade in the stone and the spirit of Mo evil have been damaged one after another, if the two holy sons of the Jinwu clan also fall on the battle platform, the god son can be regarded as famous again.

This is not the six holy sons of the Golden Crow clan who fell before, but the holy sons whose combat power has entered the level of the royal realm, and is expected to compete for the Pleiades Star Monarch in the future, has really fallen here, and the face of the Divine Celestial Clan does not seem to look good.

Going deeper, for Shen Luoxia, the future must be enough to be crowned emperor, and even a glimpse of the existence of the supreme emperor, if his followers can become the future Pleiades Star Monarch, or even one day become the Great Sun Star Monarch, in charge of the Golden Crow clan, it will be a very powerful helper for him.

Not only him, but even the fallen stone jade and spirit Mo Evil are all like this.

However, in the dense divine light, the eyes of the divine son fell on the qi luck battle platform, and in the thick divine light, the corners of his mouth flashed a curved arc.

......

Thundered!

The king's spear pierced the Golden Crow Saint Son directly from behind, and if he hadn't turned around and fled, this spear wouldn't have been able to pierce so well, hitting the bull's-eye, splashing Dao light along the bright Dao Talisman of the King Spear, and directly pouring into the body of the Golden Crow Saint Son, shattering the blood and bones in his body.

"I ......"

In an instant, the ocean of golden flames in the sky melted inch by inch, and a great will descended from the god-shaped eyes of the ancestor Wu in the air, as if it was connected to the ancient times, but it also dissolved between heaven and earth in an instant.

There was a flickering reluctance in the depths of the Pleiades pupils, this shouldn't be his end.

He has obviously admitted defeat and competed for luck, and the luck of the defeated side was swallowed by the winner, and he didn't need to really die in battle.

Only by being alive can you have a chance, and you will have the opportunity to compete for the position of the first holy son of the Jinwu clan.

Jin Wuzu is his only hole card, if it is completely consumed here, then he will completely lose the opportunity to compete for the first holy son, and even the position of the holy son will be deprived.

Even if he was deprived of the Golden Crow's luck this time, he could still have the opportunity to reunite his luck from other places, but his life must not be lost here.

Therefore, he sacrificed the blood of his ancestors, and the manifestation of the ancestral totem was just a strong momentum, and he took the opportunity to withdraw from the battle platform, which Cheng thought that Qingyang Huan actually saw through his thoughts, and directly swung a spear to pierce his blood and bones.

Rise!

At this moment, the purple qi true dragon suspended above Qingyang Huan's head roared in the sky, and the dragon's roar shook the entire starry sky world, swirling around the purple qi qi luck true dragon, circling around his body.

"I am not willing to ......"

With a roar, the body of the Golden Crow Holy Son completely exploded, and the True Dragon of Luck roared in the sky, rushing towards the golden flames in the sky, opening its big mouth, and biting down on a two-winged dragon python flowing with golden divine light.

Roar! Roar!

After losing the bearing of the flesh and blood, the Golden Crow Holy Son's Qi Luck Dragon Python let out an unwilling roar, but it was directly swallowed by the Purple Qi True Dragon, and the sky was suddenly filled with purple light.

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan felt a kind of longing qi passed down by the Qi Luck True Dragon.

Eager to devour the luck dragon python.

Speaking of which, if the Golden Crow Holy Son didn't want to escape, it would really take a lot of effort to clean him up, but unfortunately......

Buzz!

After the luck true dragon swallowed the dragon python belonging to the Golden Crow Holy Son in one bite, he turned around and returned to Qingyang Huan's side, constantly circling and flying, the purple light on his body was dazzling, and the dragon head and neck, between the purple gas, the bright purple gold dragon scales condensed out.

Aang!

At this moment, up and down the starry sky, the sound of dragons was resounding everywhere, and no matter which ethnic group of warriors in the starry sky of the four directions, the spirit snakes, spirit dragons, and spirit pythons hovering above their heads all whimpered in low voices.

Everyone didn't expect that the first battle of the Luck Battlefield would end in this way.

Even if the Golden Crow Holy Son Taiguang falls, his reputation can be regarded as remaining, and his reputation has been passed down through the ages, but he was killed in an attempt to pretend to be X.

......

The next moment, Qingyang Huan's big hand grabbed it again and again, ready to converge the shattered blood and bones of the Golden Crow Holy Son, but found that the blood and bones of the Golden Crow Holy Son who fell off the Qi Luck Battle Platform actually began to seep into the lines on the surface of the battle platform, and the blood and bones were constantly melting.

Between breaths, a large piece of flesh and blood disappeared, and the ancient and simple surface of the battle sky was as simple as a bronze cast, and the ancient patterns were intertwined, and the blood of the Golden Crow Holy Son seeped into the depths of the battle platform along the intertwined lines, as if painting a desolate picture.

"It's a robbery. ”

Qingyang Huan, who originally wanted to get the golden black blood and bones into his body, was suddenly dumbfounded, I did the dirty work, you took the benefits, why are you so unreasonable.

He grabbed it out again and again with his big hand, but unfortunately it seemed that he was under some kind of prohibition, his arm became extremely heavy, as if Shenyue was pressed on the top, and between his shots one after another, he just included the broken small world of the Golden Crow Holy Clan in his hands, and of course, the collection belonging to the Golden Crow Holy Son.

The Qi Luck Battle Platform devoured the bloodline of the Golden Crow Holy Son, but it did not devour many spiritual objects such as the elixir, bone book, and jade book carried by the Golden Crow Holy Son, fortunately

The treasure engraved with the shape of the ancient mountains and rivers in his heart was indeed among them.

It's a blessing in misfortune.

......

"It's over, my chicken legs are gone. ”

Uncle Turtle, who was also paying attention to everything that happened on the battle platform, suddenly drooped his head.

Qingyang Huan stepped out of the Qi Luck Battle Platform, his eyes looked around at the starry sky in all directions, and the vast majority of the many martial artists who had coveted him before had extinguished the greed in their hearts.

These warriors forgot to come over when they saw Qing Yanghuan's eyes, and immediately looked in the other direction without looking at him.

Of course, there were also some warriors who looked at him with more eager eyes.

For example, the Demon Primordial who picked his teeth with thick fingers, the little Thunder King sitting on the Thunder Chariot, only the Shen Luoxia who was shrouded in divine light, could not see the slightest mental fluctuation.

"Miko, I'll take him down!"

On the ancient ship of the gods, the bright giant king shines at sunrise.

However, Shen Luoxia shook his head lightly, and said in a faint voice: "Wouldn't it be better to wait until he climbs to the top and then cut him down, being cut off from the peak is the best punishment." ”

......

"I'm here for this battle!"

Then, at the signal of the prince of the nest, Jin Yang made a sound without a knife, and the moment he wanted to step on the battle platform of luck, a voice sounded.

"Brother Emperor Jinyang, what if you give me this time?"

Ji Zhou of the Ji family spoke, his figure swept by the stars in the distance, and came to the front of the luck battle platform, he was very far away from the Fuyu Flower God and the other human race Tianjiao, in the final analysis, it was because the ancestors of the various clans forced the palace to be ancient in Zhou Mountain.

Looking at the dodging eyes of the Terran warriors around him, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Ji Zhou's mouth, compared to the real dragon hovering above Qingyang Huan's head, the little snake on his head was pitiful.

His eyes fell on Qing Yang Huan, and between his eyes looking at each other, Qing Yang Huan couldn't help but have a touch of fluctuation, it seemed that he was different from the Ji Zhou he had seen before, and he had a more enlightenment.

"Look, do you think we're really human moths!"

Fuyu Huashen felt the strange light in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes turned red, but he still pretended to be fierce and shouted in all directions, and even raised his jade hand into a fist, waving it constantly, hiding the swaying in his heart.

This scene was seen by Qingyang Huan, and he reacted, Ji Zhou and Fuyu Huashen were able to stand outside the luck battle platform at this moment, which already explained a lot of problems.

The Terran Xun clan is not only the Ji family and the Buyeo family, but looking at the starry sky, the battle of luck has been open for many days, not to mention the existence of the Heavenly Dao puppet, spreading everything that happened here to the heavens and all the worlds.

All the heavens and all the clans can see the scene here, but around the Qi Luck Battle Platform, there are only Ji Zhou and Buyeo Flower God, and everything is silent.

"Brother Ji wins!"

Suddenly, Qingyang Huan hugged his fists in the air.