Chapter 282: Son of Luck

That year, the Great Zhou Emperor Su Tianlong came.

Emperor Wei conquered the world.

That year, Su Xiuyi, who was insulted by countless people, appeared, thinking that she was already dead, and calculated Su Tianlong, and calculated the invincible Su Tianlong clone to die.


At this moment, Su Xiuyi’s last madness could not help appearing in their minds. Under the frenzied sacrifice, countless figures of Su Xiuyi appeared in the void, and countless figures broke out, killing Su Tianlong’s clone.

“It’s you!”

“You are Su Xiuyi!”

Among the royal family at this moment, an old man had an incredible face, felt that he had hallucinations, and looked at Su Xiuyi in disbelief.

This person is no one else, but the royal sword emperor Su Chen who was handed that day.

Su Chen looked at Su Xiuyi’s figure and felt so unreal. He saw with his own eyes that Su Xiuyi sacrificed everything that day and died in battle.

“Su Xiuyi, thank you Lord Sword Emperor for his helping hand back then.”

Su Xiuyi looked at the sword emperor Su Chen and immediately saluted. After all, back then, the sword emperor Su Chen was the only one who directly helped him.

“Don’t dare, how dare Su Chen call the word Sword Emperor in front of the Saint Prince!” Su Chen heard Su Xiuyi’s words and knew that the scene in front of him was not an illusion, so he immediately saluted.

Because Su Chen just heard Su Yun’s words and saw Su Yun kneel down. He knew that Su Xiuyi was the son of Emperor Su Sheng and the prince of the great Zhou royal family. If it weren’t for Su Tianlong, Su Xiuyi was the real one. The Great Zhou Emperor.

“Eighty years, eighty years!”

Su Chen thought that after eighty years, Su Xiuyi even proclaimed good fortune, and the whole person was stupid.

The gate of condensing good fortune is called good fortune. How difficult is it to think about those powerful existences that survived the ancient times. It took tens of thousands of years without condensing the gate of good fortune, and you can know how good the gate of condensing good fortune is. It took tens of thousands of years to successfully condense the door of good fortune, even for the sect master of Slaughter Dao Sect. However, it took only 80 years for Su Xiuyi to be abolished until now. .

Eighty years, in the eyes of these powerful beings, it was only the time of Closed Door Training once, and almost couldn’t do anything, but Su Xiuyi successfully set foot on Good Fortune in 80 years.

At this moment, Su Chen did not understand that the awakening and transformation of the blood in his body just now was caused by Su Xiuyi’s stepping into good fortune. At this moment, when he was shocked by Su Xiuyi’s talent, Su Chen’s eyes revealed a touch of excitement. The color.

The Su clan is different from the Slaughter Dao Sect. The Slaughter Dao sect master has disappeared in the long river of years. He set foot on the good fortune, and only he can benefit, but Su Xiuyi proves the good fortune, and the Su clan benefits all.

When the Sword Emperor Su Chen’s body was trembling slightly, the Elders in the Imperial Capital’s Nantian Academy had their eyes widened at this moment, looking at Su Xiuyi’s figure, and looking at Su Xiuyi in disbelief.

“It’s him, it’s him, he didn’t even die!”



“Su Xiuyi, the only son of Emperor Su Sheng, the prince of the great Zhou royal family.”

When Su Yun came to the throne, he had already helped Su Xiuyi clarify everything, so at this moment these people saw Su Xiuyi, and they were all very excited. Su Xiuyi’s position as prince could not allow anyone to doubt.

“Grandpa Su isn’t hiding his identity anymore?”

At this moment, Tie Ling saw Su Xiuyi unmasking her mask, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, tears could not help but tears flowed from her eyes, tears of excitement.

Tie Ling still remembers when she wore a ponytail and went to send food with her father.

Among the crowd, Wang Chen at this moment looked at Su Xiuyi with a complicated expression. Wang Lin paid too much for Su Xiuyi.

“Uncle Su is still alive, grandpa, your mission is completed, our royal family’s mission is completed, my royal family lives up to the trust of the holy emperor.”

At this moment, countless gazes looked at Su Xiuyi, who had uncovered the mask in the void. It was extremely quiet, and no one made a sound, because the scene at this moment was really shocking.

In the dark, those ancient powerhouses who watched, compared to the shock of these people, all of them changed their colors at this moment.

“Impossible, impossible, Su Xiuyi, the mysterious guardian of the Imperial Clan of the Great Zhou Dynasty?”

These people were frightened and stupefied at the moment, and felt that they had hallucinations.

But now more ancient powerhouses, quietly retreating without a trace.

The lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall looked at Su Xiuyi from a distance, glanced at the Book of the Emperor of the Earth in his hand, and said with a trembling voice, “Damn it, Su Xiuyi of the Imperial Clan of the Great Zhou Dynasty is a new era. His son of luck, the power of luck in the new era, has almost all gathered in him.”

“It seems that it is almost impossible to kill him, not to mention that he has stepped into the realm of good fortune at this moment.”

“Are you surrendered?”

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“Su Xiuyi?”

“Eighty years, you actually set foot on good fortune, I don’t believe it, you really exist in this new era.”

“Today, I want you to be fully exposed.”

“Slaying Sword Formation!”

The sect master of the Slaughter Dao Sect had an extremely gloomy look. He was extremely angry when he looked at the fanatical gazes of countless people. In his opinion, he was the protagonist, but now, no one paid attention to him, as if he did not exist.

Want to kill Su Xiuyi and become the Supreme Emperor of Human Realm.

The icy voice of the Slaughter Doormaster fell, and Su Xiuyi he was facing at this moment was also good fortune Realm, so the Slaughter Door Master didn’t dare to hide the slightest, and broke out with all his strength.

Beside him, one after another Lingwen appeared, these Lingwen all set foot on the good fortune Realm, extremely powerful.

These spiritual texts formed a terrible formation in the void, and countless phantoms of the divine sword emerged in the void, the divine swords were densely packed, making the scalp numb.

Following the urging of the master of the Slaughter Dao Sect, a dense array of divine swords slew towards Su Xiuyi and all the people of the Great Zhou imperial clan.

The master of the Slaughter Dao Sect was extremely vicious in his mind, and enveloped all the people of the Dazhou royal family, so that Su Xiuyi was distracted to save those people.

The terrible Sword Qi makes people fearful.

At this moment, all the talents realized what is the power of good fortune. At this moment, even Zhou Hao felt powerless. This killing sword formation was too terrifying.

Everyone’s eyes fell on Su Xiuyi’s body.

Su Xiuyi, dressed in white, faced such a terrifying sword formation, without the slightest fear in her eyes, her face was light and windy.

When countless divine swords approached, Su Xiuyi’s cold voice sounded. Today’s Su Xiuyi is not hiding her own strength.

“Abi Dao!”

These three words are like the voice of death.


The next moment, in front of Su Xiuyi, the door of The Underworld appeared, the door of The Underworld opened, and a huge shadow burst out from the door of The Underworld, instantly suppressing the void, those divine sword shadows, instantly Crumbled from time to time.

“Puff!”

The sect master of the killing sect, who had reached its peak, was suppressed by the Bridge of Helplessness summoned by Su Xiuyi, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

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