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4484--Andrew Devouring Luck

Zhou Jingtang would never have thought that he would die at this time.

His soul was destroyed, and a golden dragon of luck burst out from his corpse, making a whine sound, flying towards the sky.

This is the fortune of the Qi Dynasty.

This new dynasty has not had strong luck, and the luck of the Golden Dragon is just taking shape.

If you compare the fortune of Dayu, you will find that the fortune in front of you is quite weak, and the surface is extremely illusory, as if it may be extinguished at any time.

Lu Yu did not let go of this lucky golden dragon. He reached out and grabbed it and then took it into his hands.

At the same time, the Great Qin jade seal on Lu Yu's body emitted a roar.

A black dragon flew out from the jade seal, with its whole body as ink and its eyes as lightning. It swallowed the lucky golden dragon in front of it in one mouthful.

As the lucky golden dragon was completely swallowed up, the black dragon seemed to have expanded in size and its momentum became even more surging.

Then, the black dragon returned to the jade seal with satisfaction and digested the luck in it.

A generation of emperors fell here.

King Zhao Tong of Qi regarded himself as a prince. After failing to seize the throne, he became rebellious. He took advantage of the chaos in Dayu and separatisted the emperor and ruled the emperor. He gave up his territory and called himself "child emperor", and even abandoned his own clan surname.

, making a laughing voice.

He did not become a hero, and after the conclusion was concluded, he was just a complete traitor.

"I asked you to stop, didn't you hear it?"

Above the sky, a thick aura came towards us.

The black shadow gradually approached. It was an old man wearing a loose and brocade dress, with an indescribable temperament in every move.

The ancestor of the Zhou family walked step by step from the void, like the fierce sun burning the earth, with an extremely fierce momentum.

"The strongest man of Dao!" Leng Wuxiang was trapped in the prison car, feeling this terrifying pressure, and his legs were trembling.

The strength of the Taoist king's realm is almost ruinous, making people feel extremely frightened.

Leng Wuxiang did not enter the Chang'an ruins, and naturally he had never seen the phantoms of the Marquis of Shenwei and the ancestor of the Zhou family.

No matter who is still there, in the face of such terrifying strength, there will be a sense of powerlessness.

The ancestor of the Zhou family was surrounded by an extremely sacred light, dazzling and magnificent.

"The last time I killed your Dharma body in the ruins, it seems that you still don't have a memory and dare to appear in front of me." Lu Yu faced the ancestor of the Zhou family and said lightly.

"This is too crazy. Even if you are very strong, at least give the strong Taoist master some face." Leng Wuxiang murmured, his eyes full of shock.

Lu Yu is too arrogant.

It seemed that he did not take the Zhou family ancestor, the strong Taoist lord, seriously!

"If you kill Emperor Qi, then you can repay it with your life!" The vast voice of the ancestor of the Zhou family echoed over the nine heavens.

There is nothing to say between the two sides. As soon as they met, they all launched the most violent killing moves.

The ancestor of the Zhou family took the lead in taking action, and one move could make the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths sensation. The sky seemed to collapse. Countless laws of the great Tao were in his hands and rushed towards Lu Yu.

As soon as he appeared, the magic power in the sky almost covered his figure, and the figure of the Zhou family ancestor was quite blurred in the sky.

"drink!"

A full breath suddenly poured into Lu Yu's nose.

After that, a dragon roar burst out in Lu Yu's chest, shocking the earth.
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