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Chapter 753 What is luck

Tang Yan left the village before dawn and braved the severe cold and blizzards to brave the snow-capped mountains. Within two days, he forcibly captured three powerful demon kings, using fists as a deterrent and spiritual source liquid as a temptation to destroy their habitats.

The regiment circled around the valley where Shicun was located, forming a triangle to protect it.

In addition, five powerful groups of monsters were subdued and distributed in other areas to form a complete protective circle.

After secretly visiting the new village of Li Zige and others again, he went north to the ancient city of Agung alone.

Shicun gave himself a peaceful and comfortable half-month to rest, so he should do what he could for them. At least he needed to give them a permanent living environment. In addition to these, he also had to figure out where he was and whether there were any new changes outside.

Tang Yan was not in a hurry, walking slowly on the thick snow.

Ice and snow are flying all over the sky, and there is only white snow between the sky and the earth. It is boundless, empty and desolate, cold and lonely, and the sound of the wind is like a ghost's whistle.

Brother Hei left, suddenly and sadly. The silent protection has already formed a habit. He will not be lonely or afraid, because he always knows that there is an elder who is silently guarding him.

But now... I feel empty in my heart now, as if a piece of flesh and blood had been cut out from my body. It hurts, is cold, and is bloody.

His purple hair was cold, his purple eyes were lifeless, his strange offensive, and unrivaled terror. His sudden appearance also shattered his years of aloofness with his extremely powerful offensive.

Where did he come from, what was his identity, and why he wandered into the palace alone.

Counting the time, it has been nearly eighteen years since I came to this other world.

In eighteen years, the life cycle of a baby heading towards youth is also the cycle of adapting to being reborn from the past life to the present. He has received a lot of goods, gained a lot of insights, and grown even more.

But he has also lost too much. The blooming snow lotus of Alinda and the rain of blood in the sky by Hei Ge are destined to become a permanent scene in his life and an eternal sorrow.

For Elinda, I would rather endure it for more than ten years, devote myself to growing up, and sacrifice ten years of blood oaths to honor my sister because of his withered bones thousands of miles away, bleeding and floating oars; for Brother Hei, I am willing to travel all over the world, looking for the purple-haired footprints, and make a living for him one day.

He said that after a bloody battle in the sky, he cut off his head and cut off his fate, in response to Brother Hei's comforting words.

Hoo ho ho!

The strong wind swept the snow, raging in the mountains and ravines. Looking up at the vast land, several violent white snow hurricanes took shape in the distortion, and then collapsed in the distortion, turning into snow all over the sky, blocking the sight.

Harsh environment, magnificent wonderland.

As he walked, Tang Yan stopped, his dark and bright eyes stared through the raging wind and snow, and a gleam of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

At the end of the line of sight, a purple figure stood against the wind and snow, with dancing purple hair, cold purple eyes, and purple clothes that were not stained by dust and were embroidered with strange patterns.

Tang Yan stared at the space, and the purple-haired boy stopped and stared.

They were all surprisingly quiet, showing no fighting or killing intent. Even the energy between heaven and earth was flowing freely, and the howling wind and snow were not affected.

But invisibly, a strange aura like wheat awns penetrated the wind and snow, and collided in the middle of the confrontation between the two.

In an instant, the space around Tang Yan shook violently, like a terrifying air wave exploding, sweeping in all directions, the ground cracked, snow flew, and the wind twisted. Tang Yan tore through the space like lightning, spanning more than a hundred meters, until

Take the purple-haired boy.

The purple-haired boy slowly raised his hand in front of his face, his dead pupils spread to the entire eye socket, and strange purple lines spread all over his body like ghostly symbols.

boom!!

Tang Yan's lightning attack struck him, but he stood up in an instant, flipped over suddenly, and forcibly changed the trajectory of his attack. His right hand turned into a candle dragon claw, ruthlessly tearing at the back of the purple-haired boy's neck.

Ouch!

The sky and the earth are like echoes of a dragon's roar, and a looming shadow is like a blue dragon soaring into the clouds, roaring proudly into the sky, and the terrifying coercion sweeps across all directions.

The power of killing and cruelty, the power of a king!

The purple-haired boy turned sideways and slashed his palm like a knife, shaking his sharp claws in an instant.

Calm and calm, one moment it was like a river with no waves and no ripples for thousands of miles. At this moment, it was like a strong wind blowing and the ocean was boiling.

Clang!! The metal and stone clashed, clanging like thunder. The powerful tremor force centered on the collision point and rolled back towards the two people. The terrible shock wave shattered the snow layer and the earth, shaking the mountains within a kilometer radius into chaos.

Trembling, avalanches were like tidal waves, and the roaring sound echoed through the sky.

The entire area was like a giant cannonball falling, a terrifying deep pit appeared, and shock waves washed out in all directions, setting off a blood tide of hundreds of feet, and densely cracked strata.

One move made contact, and both of them retreated far away.

Tang Yan and the purple-haired boy faced each other again across a hundred-meter deep pit. They were as calm as ever, but their eyes were shining with sharp light, and an invisible aura was surging.

It's not killing intent, it's not fighting intent, it's not surging, it's not turbulent, but there are many invisible dangers, and the whole space is almost solidified.

Ouch!!

The phantom with the body of a dragon and the head of a leopard looms high in the sky, roaring proudly in all directions, its giant body looms in the mist, and its scarlet eyes stare intently at the purple-haired boy.

That was the manifestation of Yaizhen's bloodline, so powerful that it soared into the sky!

The space around the purple-haired boy was twisting and surging like steam, purple aura was floating silently, and there was a vague humanoid shadow with disheveled hair standing with its head down, lifeless, without any aura of human or even living things.

"You kill my relatives, and I will behead you. There will be no retribution in this life, and the next life will go back and forth until death." Tang Yan said calmly, but with a strong mood. If he cannot avenge his revenge in this life, he will be reincarnated in the next life. He will continue to abide by his hatred and the cycle will repeat.

Never stop!

This is an oath, but also a curse, a curse directed at myself!

"Your luck belongs to me, and I will take it back with my own hands when you become a saint." The purple-haired boy said something incomprehensible, and turned to leave.

Tang Yan didn't say a word, the eight-phase thunder seal stirred up eight lightning bolts, tearing the space, his body shape changed, and instantly appeared in front of him, the Eye of Annihilation burst out, like a twisted black vortex, filled with terrifying

The power of destruction, this time, was mixed with surging ghostly green fire.

"You can't fight me now." The purple-haired boy paused and stabbed! Two dazzling rays of light flashed in the purple eyes, bursting into the sky like tearing apart space, colliding head-on with the beam of annihilation, the purple light was sharp

Swift and violent, mixed with the air of death that deprives life, it is filled with a terrifying atmosphere like the sickle of the god of death.

The Eye of Annihilation and the Death Beam have the same effect but are completely different, but their power is overbearing and terrifying.

Two beams of light collided at high altitude, and an even more terrifying roar surged like a vast ocean tide. The tragic power shocked the entire snowfield, even the distant stone village was affected. Countless monsters looked away in shock, or frantically avoided the collapse.

of blood tide.

Tang Yan stood high in the sky, overlooking the snowy field, and slowly clenched his hands. But the purple-haired boy had disappeared, as if everything that had just happened was actually a dream.

In the void of heaven and earth, an indifferent voice loomed: "There is no need to search for it deliberately. After you are promoted to saint, I will find you personally to determine the outcome and determine the fate of you in a battle!"

Tang Yan dispersed the terrifying aura, collected the inspired demon spirit veins, concentrated on his thoughts, meditated and searched, but there was no sign of the purple-haired boy.

The disappearance was as strange as his silent appearance.

Who is he?

What is luck??

How did he find himself?

Tang Yan felt a strong sense of crisis and inexplicable doubts, like a strange black curtain shrouding him, but he was at a loss.

Agung City, an ancient frontier city in the northeastern part of the Arbitration Kingdom, is adjacent to the vast and boundless Snowy Mountains. It is an ancient city wall with a long history.

If the Snowy Mountains are the natural barrier in the northeastern part of the kingdom, then the ancient city of Agung is the material supply center for the barrier and is also an extremely majestic military city.

This is a fortress and a border garrison headquarters. There are nearly a million troops hoarded along the entire northeastern coast, and more than half of them are in the ancient city!

That afternoon, a beggar in tattered clothes and covered in blood staggered towards the towering city gate, looking dazed and listless, as if he might collapse at any time.

He ignored him and walked forward haphazardly among the crowds of people, muttering something, and everyone gave in with disgusted expressions.

"Get out of here, beggar's dog hole, crawl in!" The guard soldier raised his foot and stomped over. The fat beggar let out an ouch, and his back turned into a gourd rolling on the ground, causing uproar and laughter around him.

"You...you are tired of living..." The beggar was fat and had no arms. He kept 'squirming' on the ground, looking ridiculous. He wanted to curse, but his voice was weak and weak.

"Hey? He's pretty awesome. Come here and beat him up for me, and the cost of entering the city will be waived." The soldiers guarding the city shouted greetings, and seven or eight big men suddenly gathered around and punched the fat man.

Hit and kick.

The fat man regained consciousness a little and screamed like a butchering pig: "I am... An... Deli! Ah, it hurts, it hurts, don't... cough cough... hit, oh, stop it, I want... I want it...

If you want... you will not die well, I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs... ah..."

"Wait!" The captain of the city guard came out of the side door: "What did he say his name was?"

"An...what...Ander..." the soldier said casually. The next second, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked straight into the distance. His face turned pale and he swallowed hard.

"Get out of here!" The captain of the city guard pushed aside the crowd and rushed to the fat man quickly.

Andri was covered in injuries, all scratched by ice and snow on the way here, and bitten by monsters. He was lucky to get here alive, but now he was ravaged again, and he was already dying, as if his flesh was spread out.

On the ground.

"Is it really Mr. Andre? Why are you injured like this? Where are your escorts?" The captain was startled and looked at the fat man in disbelief.

"Take me into the city... I... have something important... to report..." After Andre finished speaking, his head tilted and he fainted.

The captain quickly called on the soldiers to carry Andri into the inner city and rushed towards the city lord's palace.

PS: This is the fifth update, summon flowers to help you reach the list. If there are no accidents, the outbreak will continue tomorrow!!!


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