Chapter 209 The so-called luck, but the bridge is out
Lu Shaoyou opened his divine eyes, and two rays of light burst out. Suddenly everything in the space was exposed to Lu Shaoyou's eyes. Suddenly he seemed to see something incredible, the divine light in his eyes soared, and even Yuan Qianjun on the side could feel it.
, two rays of divine light shot out from his eyes, he looked around, and immediately took a breath of cold air.
What came into view was the color of blood, in which countless small golden streams as big as tree roots continued to converge towards the huge river of blood, and these small golden streams were drained from countless dead monks.
When they came out, Lu Shaoyou was shocked. He didn't know what these golden streams were, but they were swallowed up by this huge river of blood.
"Eh? This river is actually devouring the luck of these dead monks!" Holy Spirit was suddenly startled and said suddenly.
"Holy Spirit, what on earth is going on? This river is really weird! Go and explore it, my consciousness is imprisoned and cannot be used here!" Lu Shaoyou frowned, and the Holy Spirit in his heart
Communicating quickly, "And what exactly is that luck you are talking about?"
"Interesting, it seems that there may be a big guy in this river!" Holy Spirit suddenly laughed strangely, "It seems to be a big guy left over from ancient times!"
When Lu Shaoyou heard the strange smile of the Holy Spirit, his heart suddenly trembled, and a chill suddenly rose up behind his back. The big guy in ancient times? Could it be the Lord of Destruction!? Thinking of this, a feeling of extreme danger quietly surged into Lu Shaoyou's heart.
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"Holy Spirit, what exactly is luck?!" Lu Shaoyou said eagerly to the Holy Spirit, "And what weird things are there in this blood river?!"
"Luck? Luck is a person's destiny!" Holy Spirit suddenly shook his head when he heard Lu Shaoyou's question, with a thoughtful look on his face, "When a person is born, he will be favored by heaven and earth. He is born with luck. Qi
The amount of luck determines a person's destiny! The stronger the luck, the more powerful the destiny, the more recognized by heaven and earth, the favored by fate, and the faster one can practice!"
When Lu Shaoyou heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "So, luck can be of great help to a person's cultivation?"
"Of course!" Holy Spirit said with a matter-of-fact expression, "Generally speaking, a person's luck is whatever he or she is born with, but there are also special circumstances! Sometimes, luck can also be robbed!"
"For example?"
"Kill that guy with deep luck, and his luck will be transferred to you! Just like you just killed that genius Li Feng, his luck has been transferred to you! Generally speaking, Qi
The deeper the luck, the more likely one is to warn before a crisis, feel whims, and thus have a certain premonition of death. Therefore, although killing a genius can condense luck in this way, geniuses with deep luck are not easily killed.
Killing!" Holy Spirit said slowly, "Of course, there are other situations. It is not just killing people who will get luck. Moreover, although you will get luck every time you kill someone, what follows is
Endless cause and effect is entangled, and once the catastrophe arrives, no matter how strong the luck is, it will be wiped out! So the ancient strong men thought of another way to get luck!"
"What method?" Lu Shaoyou asked doubtfully.
"Build the heaven!" The Holy Spirit said in a serious tone, "Build a dynasty! Establish faith! Spread the doctrine! Gather the fate of countless people together, and use a magic weapon that surpasses the immortal to suppress the fate! In this case,
You can add luck to your body without being entangled by cause and effect, so the monks can plunder the luck of heaven and earth for their own use, control the general trend of heaven and earth, gain recognition from heaven and earth, and become the hegemon of a generation!"
"Casting Heaven!" Lu Shaoyou lowered his head and murmured, then raised his head again, "But what does this have to do with this river of blood? Could it be...!?"
Suddenly, Lu Shaoyou seemed to understand, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is this river of blood trying to rob these monks of their luck!?"
"That's right!" Holy Spirit chuckled, "There is a big guy in this blood river, he should be left over from ancient times. I think since he did this, he must want to be resurrected!"
"Resurrection from the dead? Plundering luck for one's own use?" Lu Shaoyou chewed these new terms in a low voice, his heart was extremely shocked, "It's so crazy! It's so crazy! Even Xia Qi couldn't resurrect from the dead.
!Who is this guy? Could it be Lord Destruction? It’s very possible! Di Yu’s brother is really crazy! He has such a big hand!"
According to ancient legend, Lord Destruction was the brother of Di Yu, and the two had an extremely good relationship. However, Lord Destruction suddenly disappeared for a long time, and no one could find him again. Even Emperor Yu personally went to look for him when he was still alive.
I have passed him, but I have never found him. I didn’t expect that he actually fell in his own fairy palace! It is currently impossible to verify what caused this unparalleled powerhouse to fall here, but now this big guy who looks like the Lord of Destruction has actually
I want to be resurrected! Lu Shaoyou felt chilled just thinking about it.
Lu Shaoyou looked around and saw that everything around him was wrapped in a bloody aura. Countless monks were invaded by this aura and began to fight like crazy without distinguishing between you and me. It was obvious that these monks
His mind has been completely controlled, almost to the point of becoming obsessed and having his inner demons enter his body.
"Huh? These guys are okay?" Lu Shaoyou was suddenly surprised. He saw that those saints with half-step magical powers, Du Hao, Helian Shan, middle-aged men, elegant monks, Yuan Qianjun and others were not affected by these things.
The blood-colored gas invaded the body, and hazy rays of light isolated them from the influence of the blood-colored gas.
"It seems that everyone has their own special skills!" Lu Shaoyou smiled slightly, then stood still, staring at the ancient stone bridge that kept floating towards him, not knowing what he was thinking.
Wuwuwu——
A gloomy wind blew, and everyone suddenly felt cold, as if they had been poured with a bucket of cold water. The bloodthirsty atmosphere was immediately extinguished. Everyone shivered and woke up one after another. When they looked around, they suddenly felt in their hearts.
Chaos, when did he become obsessed? Who is it? He actually has such a method? He unknowingly led himself into the illusion and killed each other!
Woohoo!——
The sinister aura in the air became stronger again. Everyone tightened their weapons and rushed out as soon as they had the chance.
Rumble!——
The ancient stone bridge seemed to have experienced thousands of vicissitudes, and the sword marks remained on it, indicating its former glory. Lu Shaoyou looked at the stone bridge floating over, and a strong sense of familiarity suddenly came to his heart. He had a feeling
I had a bad feeling, as if I was about to see an old friend.
"What is it that can make me so uneasy?" Lu Shaoyou's face changed slightly, but he did not let others see it, but the protective light on his body shone brighter, and even the stone drums of heaven and earth were secretly hidden by him.
Holding it in his hand, all the magic power in his body is mobilized.
Woohoo!——
A shrill sound like the howling of ghosts suddenly resounded in the blood river, and lonely wild ghosts suddenly emerged from the blood river, shouting and flying towards the crowd, as if they wanted to stop them.
How could everyone pay attention to these lonely ghosts? Mana surged all over their bodies, and countless spells and combat skills suddenly burst out, smashing over them like fireworks. Some lonely ghosts all screamed and turned into streaks of blue smoke.
, Lu Shaoyou frowned slightly, always feeling a little weird.
"Brother Lu? Have you also sensed something weird?" Yuan Qianjun suddenly said, "These lonely ghosts don't seem to have any fighting ability, but they rush towards us like crazy, as if they want to stop us from moving forward.
What is it for? Besides, these guys don’t dodge, it’s as if they’re doing it for our own good.”
Lu Shaoyou nodded, with a solemn expression, and said to Yuan Qianjun: "I also feel something is wrong, it seems a little strange!" At this moment, the black, ancient stone bridge full of vicissitudes of life floated in front of their eyes!
Lu Shaoyou's eyes widened, and he looked at the floating stone bridge that suddenly shot out two rays of light. He exclaimed: "How is it possible! It's actually that! Naihe Bridge!"