Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Billion Times Crit System - Chapter 519
Zhenwu Territory, above a majestic immortal mountain.
The immortal mountain is towering into the clouds, the immortal spirit is vague, and there are countless rare and exotic animals, in a hall at the highest point of the immortal mountain.
Led by Chen Yan, everyone in the Qi Luck Group was disgraced.
An old man with white hair and beard sitting on the throne of the main hall sighed.
“Chen Yan, do you know where you lost?”
Chen Yan looked frustrated and whispered: “The disciple lost too lightly on the enemy. If the Star of Fortune could be taken off earlier and put into the storage equipment, how could Ao Shi succeed… Disciple Wan Unexpectedly, Ao Shi actually ignored the lives of thirty dragons of the same race…”
The old man shook his head and said, “Chen Yan, if you lose, you are too arrogant. As the son of luck, you have extraordinary aptitude, and you are capable of things that no one can do, whether you are in martial arts, formations, pills, or strategies. They are no equal, but only in their xinxing, they are a lot worse… Not to mention other people, even Wang Teng and Qing’er are much better than you.”
Wang Teng interjected reluctantly: “Palace Master…”
“Shut up, you are also an extraordinary genius, why don’t you remind Chen Yan?” the old man said.
Wang Teng defended speechlessly: “After I entered the world of luck, I was arranged to go to the wilderness to kill monsters… In fact, I was marginalized. Chen Yan didn’t like me, even if I reminded him, he would Gotta listen.”
The old man gradually became a little irritable when he heard his noise.
In this battle of air luck, the Zhenwu domain air luck group can be said to have achieved nothing.
Although there are not many people, it can be said that it is the most complete return of the previous luck group, but the same, also brings almost zero luck.
According to Chen Yan’s description, the team he led originally won the Star of Fortune, but at the last moment, it was snatched away by Ao Shi because of a carelessness… all in vain.
And Wang Teng and Qing’er’s five-person team have harvested thousands of items of luck…the only gain in this battle of luck.
The least harvest ever.
It would be fine if it was just a small harvest. Chen Yan handed over a star of luck…to the mortal enemy of Zhenwuyu, the Dragon Clan. This was fatal.
The power of luck contained in a star of luck is at least equivalent to the harvest of the Zhenwu domain for hundreds of years… The dragon clan is bound to grow stronger, and the human domain will inevitably fall into some disadvantages.
If it weren’t for such a deep-rooted domain as the Zhenwu domain, the loss of a star of luck would not be considered traumatic.
If it weren’t for Chen Yan, the son of luck born in ten thousand years, he was deeply loved by some old guys.
The old man wanted to kill him with a palm.
“You guys go back, it’s too much trouble, I need to negotiate with other hall masters.”
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The mainland of Zhenwu Territory includes hundreds of continents and oceans in the world.
The races and realms attached to the Zhenwu Territory are like the stars in the sky, which cannot be counted.
The core area of Zhenwu Domain is the ruler of the entire Zhenwu Domain, Zhenwu Xianzong.
Although the Zhenwu Xianzong occupies a small area, it is the core of the entire martial arts world, and there are countless masters.
The other vast areas are divided into thirteen halls according to their geographical status. The thirteen halls are the specific managers of the entire Zhenwu domain. Each hall has a big man with a martial arts cultivation base in charge of the sky, with great power.
Above the thirteen hall masters is the legendary immortal king, who is also the master of the Zhenwu domain, the Zhenwu immortal king.
This old man with white hair and beard is named Gu Qingyun, the master of Qingyun Temple.
Above a formation, several figures with different looks flashed.
Although there are only a few hall masters, it is enough to hold a small meeting. Some of the thirteen hall masters are lurking in the abyss, some are leading troops to attack the Demon Territory, and some have gone out to hunt for treasures and have not returned, and they have not gathered.
Gu Qingyun described the results of this battle of luck one by one.
After he finished speaking, a figure shouted cursing.
“I said at the beginning, don’t do any star-grabbing plan, why do you believe in a young child? Now it’s alright, come and complain to me… You deserve it.”
“This dragon clan is also damned… It even took a direct shot and grabbed it, and I needed to clean up.”
“That Wang Teng… Although he is very talented, he always shrinks back, which is really annoying.”
“And what is the small world called ‘Human Domain’… I don’t know which corner it is. If Lao Tzu sees it, it will be destroyed.”
After scolding, he stopped talking.
Several other people also said that the news was received, Zhenwuyu lost a lot this time, and the dragon family was too much, so they must be taught a lesson.
The final result of the discussion was that Chen Yan lost the battle for luck due to personal reasons, and was punished for three years in seclusion. He devoted himself to cultivation and was not allowed to go out.
As for the Dragon Clan’s move to **** the Fortune Star of the True Martial Domain Air Luck Group, they must seek justice.
Otherwise, wouldn’t it have fallen into the prestige of the True Martial Realm.
This time, Longyu will not give Zhenwuyu an explanation, and anyone will dare to ride on Zhenwuyu’s neck in the future.
An old-fashioned palace master planned to take the initiative to leave the customs and go to Longyu with Gu Qingyun to ask for an explanation.
After the two converged, they mobilized a high-level warrior army of tens of thousands of people, and they headed for the Dragon Region.
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In a Yashe courtyard.
Wang Teng found Qing’er who was sullen.
“Miss Qinger, the battle for luck has been tiring for more than a month, so it’s time to relax.”
“Tomorrow, the Universiade Art Troupe will come to our Qingyun City, and there will be energetic performances. Can you watch it next time?”
Qing’er raised her head and glanced at Wang Teng with a pair of beautiful eyes.
“Wang Teng, the battle of luck has been defeated. I’m not in the mood to go to the show.”
Wang Teng shook his head: “Miss Qinger is in a bad mood, isn’t it because of the battle of luck?”
Qing’er’s face changed: “Wang Teng, what nonsense are you talking about?”
Wang Teng turned to leave, and his voice floated: “Hey, there is no hope… Although the story of the brave man slaying the dragon is touching, but the hero of the hero belongs to him… Why don’t you forget it… It’s better to have a rare look in front of you. People, such as my Wang Teng.”
“court death.”
Qing’er’s pretty face blushed, and there was no Wang Teng in front of her.
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Dragon Domain, the vastness of the smoke and waves in the East China Sea for hundreds of millions of miles.
Countless deep-sea Dillons, led by an old Dillon who is thousands of miles long, are waiting for the end of the battle of luck.
The light of the teleportation array flickered, and Ao Shi, who was all alone, flew out dragging the front half of his body.
Old Dilong’s complexion changed, and he rushed forward to protect Ao Shi, and used a deep dragon power to heal him.
“My child, who is it that is so cruel to take away half of your body?”
King Dilong of the East China Sea was furious. Taking him as the center, towering tsunami waves swelled up on the sea with a radius of 100 million miles. For a time, countless sea beasts, fish and crabs suffered unwarranted disasters.
Ao Shitong cried out in pain: “Father, it’s the son of Chen Yan from the Zhenwu domain… He killed my Dragon Clan’s children, sent someone to steal my Fortune Star, and cut me in half with one knife.”
“Zhenwuyu is so cruel, it’s enough to hurt my son, and it also took away the luck thing… You are the head of the luck group in Longyu. They took the star of luck, which is equivalent to following My dragon clan declares war.”
“It’s unreasonable… Boy, don’t worry, your father will definitely get justice for you.”
Ao Qiu, the Dilong King of the East China Sea, let out an angry whimper.
Ao Shi hurriedly grabbed him and said solemnly: “Father, if they don’t want to return the Star of Fortune, that’s all, I must get my lower body back.”
Ao Qiu said: “The star of luck, your lower body, and your father will all be brought back from you.”
“Zhenwuyu dares to deceive me and dragons, and I will let them pay their debts with blood.”
Ao Shi grabbed Ao Qiu tightly and whispered: “There are tens of thousands of things of luck in my storage bracelet, as well as many of my personal treasures… The bracelet is on the back leg, Picked up by that person… The Zhenwuyu human race must have murdered me in order to **** this batch of luck.”
The anger in Ao Qiu’s eyes was even more intense. He put Ao Shi carefully into a holy pool, turned his head and howled at Donghai: “Where is Donghai Erlang, follow me to Zhenwuyu and seek justice for my son.”
For a time, countless Dillon and other dragon species flew out from under the sea, densely covering the sky and the sun.
Ao Qiu roared loudly and took tens of thousands of real dragons towards the real martial arts domain.