Fantasy: Start Rewarding 100 Consecutive Draws

"It's hard to say!"

Wang Yan sighed and said all the previous events.

Lu Chuan: ""

This is not to say that I don't know, it is really ruining three views.

Scum is everywhere, especially here.

These monks in the Tai Sui Building really showed the despicable nature in human hearts to the fullest.

En Jiang revenge, shameless, lowly, greedy, stupid, but all the words that Lu Chuan can imagine can be found in the monks of Tai Sui Building.

The battlefield of Qi Luck is like a magic mirror, showing all the despicable things.

No matter how good the disguise is outside, it will be revealed here.

There are no elders, no hidden superpowers, and no complicated and changeable relationships. Most importantly, there is no contact with the outside world here.

As long as the hands and feet are clean and meticulous, no one can be 100% sure who made the move.

Even if the little princess of Qiankun Jianzong, Qin Jue, died in the battlefield of Qi Luck, based on Qin Xiuyuan's attainments in the way of calculation, it is impossible to count who did it.

Coupled with the mutual restraint between the various forces, a default rule was finally formed.

That is the struggle in the battlefield of Qi Luck, which must not involve sects, families and other forces.

On the surface, this is protecting the forces behind it, but in fact it is protecting the monk himself.

Once the forces behind it are involved, the impact will be enormous.

Among other things, as long as one party wins, then the monk in the whirlpool of events must die.

Coupled with the isolation of all exploration, information transmission, and causality in the Qiyun battlefield, one can only guess the truth if one wants to know the truth.

As long as the situation does not involve sects, families and other forces is the best choice.

Because if it is involved, the old sesame seeds and rotten grains will be mixed up, and it will be troublesome to figure out the clues.

"Hehehe, I knew you would come, brother. At any rate, he is also the son-in-law of the Qiankun Sword Sect. How could it be that he was actually expelled from the division because of a rebellious organization."

Wang Yan winked his eyebrows and instantly turned into a dog leg.

Indeed, it was not a coincidence that Lu Chuan came to rescue him, but received a distress signal.

All disciples of Qiankun Jianzong have a restriction in their identity tokens. When they are in a crisis, they can send distress signals to the surroundings.

The disciples in a certain area nearby can go to help immediately if they receive it.

The same was true when the old father-in-law Qin Xiuyuan gave Lu Chuan a bunch of tokens, so Lu Chuan could come to save Wang Yan.

Lu Chuan's speed was very fast, and he arrived within half a tea time after receiving the signal.

After that, when Tai Sui died tragically, the natural beast king wanted to kill Wang Yan.

"This natural born beast king needs to be well educated."

Lu Chuan thought in his heart, unless they were raised up, most spirit beasts are rebellious generations.

It is a very difficult task to completely enslave them.

But Lu Chuan didn't care, even Su Daji, who was once the peak powerhouse in the same period, couldn't break free. A fourth-level spirit beast wanted freedom?

Foolish dreams!

"Where are we going now? Do you continue to practice? There are brothers by your side, and the spirit beasts that are damned by Lao Shizi come to die one, two to die. If you come for one or two thousand, just hit a ball directly, and all die! "

Wang Yan was alive and kicking with excitement, and he couldn't say that he lost his attitude, and was suddenly rescued under great compassion and fear. It was difficult for anyone to maintain his demeanor.

Moreover, Lu Chuan never cared about these minor details. No one is perfect, as long as he doesn't touch his bottom line.

"Go to the palace!"

"Okay! Go to the palace!"

Wang Yanxiong is very confident and confident.

Time flickered, ten days later in the blink of an eye.

Lu Chuan and Wang Yan didn't know how many monks and spirit beasts they had killed along the way, and the lottery draws had accumulated to fifty times.

"Is this the Tiangong?"

The two of them came to the front of a huge and magnificent building, and their faces were full of wonder.

The city is a hundred meters high and hundreds of thousands meters long. It is not so much a city as a country surrounded by walls.

The old capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty was compared with here, but it was a little doll at the feet of a giant, and it was so small that it didn't even qualify for comparison.

This city can be said to be the first city in the Xutian world since ancient times. After all, it was established by the once super power.

Even if it is just for inheritance, it is still not comparable to ordinary forces.

But it was just a city for inheritance, and it was built so magnificently. I really don't know what the scene of the relic of Wanjiemen should be.

"Hehe, here's another person. I don't know which state is it? Five continents? Or 14 continents overseas?"

"He doesn't have the disgusting smell of the sea. It should be from the five states of land! But it is not ruled out that he has used a certain skill to camouflage."

"Heaven, earth, man and dog, I don't know where he will go? Hehe, looking at his cultivation level, I guess he can't even enter the dog door!"

A series of voices came from not far away. Lu Chuan looked up and found that it was a few monks in the transformation stage.

That's right, it is a monk of the transformation stage!

As I said before, those who enter the battlefield of Qi Luck are all elites of various forces.

As an elite, in addition to combat effectiveness, the most important thing is cultivation.

More than 90% of the cultivators are at the 9th level of the Qi Refining Stage, and they are all of the type that is about to break through.

As long as they want, most of them can directly break through.

And in this, there are also many monks who can't suppress the cultivation base and have to face choices.

Either he was repelled by the rules of the battlefield of Qi Luck, or he was imprisoned forever in the heavenly palace, immortal and immortal could not leave for half a step, and there was no further possibility.

For the strong, this is an insult.

Can't leave here, can't go further, eternal life can only die in this place.

Except for the battle for luck every 100 years, they can only face those old faces for 990 years.

And because there is no further relationship, acquaintances will die every century.

Over time, the resentment, depression, fear, and anger in their hearts are mixed together, and they begin to slowly become psychopathic, becoming more and more abnormal.

He likes to watch others make a fool of himself, and he likes to abuse lower monks.

In fact, this doesn't blame them, the sect behind it can only be blamed.

Each monk in the battlefield of Qi Luck can only enter once in his life. A hundred years is not long or short, but there must be changes.

At this time, some monks are needed to give guidance to the people behind, and this is the case for those who remain.

They were expected and abandoned at the same time.

The entanglement in the heart accumulates more and more, although it has gradually become perverted, it is all the evil of the forces behind it.