Chapter Ninety-Five: Murder and Luck

"Alas, it's a pity, but it can't be used continuously, and the next time you want to use the Tianlong chess pieces again, it will take another while!"

Fang Qingshan thought a little greedily.

He didn't want to think about it, when other people used magic weapons, they all needed to be urged by themselves, how much cultivation they had, and how much power they wilted.

However, the Heavenly Chessboard is different, urging the chess pieces to attack does not need to consume the host's mana at all, but his attack consumes luck.

This is simply equivalent to a talisman attack, if it is a continuous attack in a short period of time, then it is necessary for others to live.

Fortunately, the luck of the Heavenly Dragon World was rolling like a tide now, and it would not take much time to recover, Fang Qingshan could sense that every moment, there were streams of luck injected into the Heavenly Chessboard.

He knew that this should be the result of his appearance and Fang Shu when he left that day, and the people of the Ming Sect worked together.

If Fang Shu can really carry forward the Ming Sect in the end, and even like Zhu Yuanzhang, dominate the world, and let the people of the whole country worship him, the power of the Tianlong chess pieces will not only continue to increase, but he can also get a stable source of luck.

"Huh?"

Fang Qingshan suddenly exclaimed.

But it was because he found that in addition to the chess pieces of the Immortal World and the Heavenly Dragon World, the third chess piece had actually been lit up.

"How is this possible?"

The luck of the Heavenly Dragon World was consumed, and in a short period of time, it would not provide him with help at all, Fang Qingshan couldn't understand why the third world was suddenly lit up.

In fact, what he didn't know was that more than a month had passed on his side, and more than a year had passed in the Tianlong World.

Under the concerted efforts of the Xiaoyao Sect and the Ming Sect, Fang Qingshan has become a kind of faith, especially in the Western Xia, with the power of a country to worship, how can luck not roll in.

Therefore, the third chess piece was actually about to be lit up unconsciously, plus he joined the Feather Sect, Fang Qingxue's strength was growing day by day, and Fang Han was growing day by day.

Especially just now, he borrowed the Heavenly Dragon chess pieces to kill the Heavenly Wolf Little True Man Wang Mo Lin and a clone of the Divine Secret Realm of Jin Shitai, as well as hundreds of Yaksha within a radius of hundreds of miles.

People are lucky, no matter how much, especially Wang Molin and Jin Shitai are even more lucky, although they are not as good as Shang Han and Fang Qingxue, but they are definitely stronger than the luck of Duan Yu, Qiao Feng and others, the protagonists of Tianlong World.

Murder and luck!

Fang Qingshan killed them, and the luck on their bodies naturally transferred to him, which was also the reason why the third world would suddenly light up.

Although Fang Qingshan didn't fully understand, he also vaguely had some guesses.

"Great, I don't know, what the third world is!"

Putting the question behind him, Fang Qingshan couldn't wait to know what the third world was.

However, before that, Fang Qingshan was still going to pack up the loot first.

Originally, this time, he took a risk, just to kill people and set fire to the gold belt and replenish his food.

It's just that the result is that he is very disappointed, Fang Qingshan came to Jinshitai and Wang Molin's side, except for Wang Molin's treasure Seven Evil Gourd, there is not even any scum left.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not going to make me lose money. ”

Fang Qingshan was glad for a while, and took the Seven Evil Gourds in his hand, and secretly made up his mind in his heart that the Heavenly Chessboard should be used with caution in the future, not only could he not rely too much, but also his destructive power was too great, and as soon as the chess pieces went down, all the good things would be smashed.

Airplanes!

At this moment, suddenly a vast aura rose into the sky in the distance, and a powerful demonic aura swept the entire underground plain.

"What is this?"

Fang Qingshan's complexion suddenly changed greatly,

"Demon God Altar!"

He didn't expect that he would sacrifice the heavens chessboard to make too much movement, and he killed Wang Molin, destroyed hundreds of Yakshas, and actually alarmed the Demon God Altar.

Look at this overwhelming demonic energy, it has changed dramatically.

Fang Qingshan couldn't help but feel remorseful.

I knew that after killing someone, I would immediately run away thousands of miles, but now it's too late to say anything.

At this moment, he finally realized what Wang Molin's mood was before.

Under this breath of the demon god, Fang Qingshan seemed to be carrying the blue sky, almost did not kneel down and prostrate on the ground, turning into an ostrich that did not care about its head and tail, burying its head deep into the earth.

You can't move, you can't escape!

Although this is not the true body of the demon god, even if it is a clone, it is not something that you can deal with.

And unlike Wang Molin and Jinshitai, Fang Qingshan felt that even if the Tianlong World was still intact, he would probably not be able to deal with the demon god clone if he smashed it over.

"What to do?

Fang Qingshan's mind turned around with thousands of thoughts, but his heart was in turmoil for a while, if he was caught by the demon god, he would be in trouble.

Even if he successfully escaped with the help of the Heavenly Chessboard in the end, Fang Qingshan's life behind him would not be easy.

Thinking about it, at the beginning, Fang Han just exposed a magic weapon, and he was almost calculated by Senior Sister Mo and the others.

If he exposes the Heavenly Chessboard, I'm afraid that even the Demon God, the Demon Ancestor, and the heads of the Ten Immortal Sects will covet it.

"Heavenly chessboard, heavenly chessboard!"

Seeing that the demonic aura in the distance was pervasive, the black and oppressive demonic aura was rolling and scattering everywhere, condensing into a magic knife for a while, condensing into various demonic beasts for a while, all kinds of strange and hideous demonic elephants, and the demon god clone was about to descend, Fang Qingshan was in a hurry, and finally thought of a way.

"Let's go!"

Fang Qingshan's heart moved, the chess piece representing the Heavens Chessboard in his mind that was lit up suddenly burst into brilliance, releasing a piece of light, enveloping Fang Qingshan, and then suddenly retracting, and in an instant, Fang Qingshan disappeared.

"Huh, gone?"

At the moment when Fang Qingshan disappeared, the demon clouds in the sky above the Demon God Altar violently gathered towards the middle, and they actually condensed into an entity.

This entity is a tall, near-perfect man dressed in black, purple and black long, fluttering in the wind, especially a pair of eyes, as if magical, sucking the soul of a person into it.

This is the sect master of the Demon God Sect, one of the five demon paths, the doppelganger body of the demon god!

The demon god's eyes swept away, with the demon god altar as the center, a radius of thousands of miles in front of him, and he saw everything, but he didn't find anything unusual.

As soon as the demon god grabbed it from afar, a Yaksha fell in front of him, followed by a palm pressed on Yaksha's forehead, and in an instant, everything Yaksha had seen before was known to him.

"Interesting, interesting!" the demon god muttered to himself, and then instructed Shura, who was guarding the altar on the side, "Take good care of the altar." As soon as the words fell, he disappeared, after all, he was not idle, he was still suppressing the Nine Yin Heavenly Demon, that was one of the most powerful demon gods in the extraterritorial starry sky, if he refined it, he would be one step closer to becoming an immortal.