I Have a Luck Altar

At this moment, the sky and the earth froze, and the turbulent flow of the surrounding space was frozen in place. From a distance, it seemed that this was not a real world at all, but just a picture scroll.

Chen Yuan's eyes widened. He seemed to see the real face of Chu Taizu in front of him through endless time and space. He had an ordinary appearance and a normal figure, but his eyes showed majesty.

It seems that no one in this world can be rampant in front of him, and he is confident that he can sweep away all enemies.

The sharp air hurt the skin and penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but neither Chen Yuan nor Chu Taizu seemed to care. The eyes of both sides met, as if they contained everything in the world.

It was that faint breeze that moved his cheeks again, and the god-killing spear that could pierce into Chen Yuan's body did not move any further. Behind Chen Yuan, there was also an illusory figure that slowly condensed.

His stature, appearance, and imposing manner were all the same as Chu Taizu's.

The only difference is that one is more than a hundred feet tall, and the other is only about the same size as Chen Yuan, which is a replica of Taizu Chu that has been shrunk hundreds of times.

"good."

A majestic voice came into Chen Yuan's ears very clearly, as if he had sensed his powerful aptitude, he praised him from the bottom of his heart.

"The way of a martial god lies in oneself. Those who can do what ordinary people can't do are called martial gods. Following the example of the predecessors and walking with blood, they will still fall behind in the end.

The inside and the outside are united, the heaven and the earth return to their hearts, and my way is the great way.”

The majestic voice continued to sound, and it was transmitted to Chen Yuan's ears. It seemed that Chu Taizu was telling him the true way of martial arts. In just a few hundred words, it contained his life's comprehension.

Of course, to have such an opportunity, the first key point is to go through the eight-fold thunder tribulation and consolidate the foundation of the soul to a terrifying level. Only in this way can one be able to withstand the double pressure of the rules of heaven and earth and the rules of the flesh.

It is almost impossible for those who are under the eightfold thunder calamity.

Chen Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and Chu Taizu's voice kept echoing in his heart, it seemed that every time he heard it, his mind would become clearer.

But in the outside world, Xiang Qianqiu was taken aback by the picture shown. He looked at this scene in disbelief, his eyes full of shock.

impossible!

impossible! ! !

Why did the Taizu's brand not hurt Chen Yuan, why...why!

It seemed that a long time had passed in my heart, but it was only a short moment in the outside world, and the phantom of the hundred-foot-high Taizu slowly dissipated into the void.

Only the killing gun was left in place.

The illusory figure behind him also turned into an invisible streamer and penetrated into the God Killing Spear, returning to calm.

Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the God-killing Spear indifferently, stretched out his hand, and the God-killing Spear quickly fell into the palm of his hand, conveying more intimacy.

As for Xiang Qianqiu, he felt extremely empty at this moment. He lost control of the God-killing Spear that he had cultivated for more than two hundred years in an instant, as if the connection between him and the God-killing Spear had been cut off directly.

"Not impossible!"

Xiang Qianqiu seemed unable to accept all of this in a short period of time, obviously he had used the strongest hole card of the Xiang family, and even the Earth Immortal was expected to be suppressed and killed, how could such a situation happen.

The Taizu's brand disappeared, the God Killing Spear lost control, what did Chen Yuan do!

"What exactly did you do to the God Killing Spear. Why. Why. Tell me, tell me!" Xiang Qianqiu stared at Chen Yuan with a little madness.

"Because you are not worthy."

Chen Yuan tightly held the killing gun, and looked at Xiang Qianqiu at the same level. His calm expression formed an extremely sharp contrast with the crazy Xiang Qianqiu.

"I do not deserve?"

Xiang Qianqiu pointed at herself, feeling extremely ridiculous, and said through gritted teeth:

"What are you kidding, this seat is not worthy? This seat is not worthy? Impossible! Impossible! This seat is willing to hide for hundreds of years for the sake of Da Chu and the Xiang family.

For the sake of the great cause, he secretly planned for hundreds of years, in order to become a person like Taizu, I sat by and watched Xuanling commit suicide, and remained indifferent to Huaiyi's fall.

I took the blood essence of an unknown number of family members and left it on you, and gave away everything I could, and sacrificed the god-killing gun day and night.

My Xiang family even regards the God-killing Spear as the inheritance of the Taizu, and is extremely respectful. Now...you say I'm not worthy? Why do you say that, what qualifications do you have! "

Xiang Qianqiu lost her old demeanor and kept roaring at Chen Yuan.

If it was just because of failure, he wouldn't be here, the worst would be to leave again, after all, it's not like he hasn't failed before, so what's the point in starting from scratch?

What really made him lose his composure was the collapse of his beliefs over the years. The imprint left by the Taizu did not want to hurt Chen Yuan, and the God-killing Spear changed hands on his own, abandoning him, the real prince of the royal family!

He refuses to accept it!

He is unwilling!

"Do you think the king is joking?"

Chen Yuan said lightly.

Xiang Qianqiu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were about to split open, and his veins bulged all over his body. He shouted loudly:

"Tell me! Tell me!"

"Do you think that you have put in a lot of hard work and paid a price that ordinary people can't understand, so the God-killing Spear and the Great Ancestor's brand will definitely be your trump cards?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not! Taizu's brand, don't say that I am a blood descendant of the Xiang family, even if I am not, he will not hurt me."

"Why?"

"Because, I have the aptitude to be another Chu Taizu, and even surpass it, but you are not. Everything you do is just to follow in his footsteps, but this is even more difficult to hope for." , imitate others, repeat others, from the bottom of my heart, I will feel that I am not as good as my predecessors.

But as a latecomer, one should have the confidence to surpass everything, and push the self-confidence of the world, what is the way of the martial arts? The God of Martial Dao is unique throughout the ages.

If you can succeed just by imitating the predecessors, the ancestors of your Xiang family clearly knew that they should first break through the physical body, and then break through the soul, but why can't they do it?

Others don't know the key to this, but you Xiang family members have fallen into this misunderstanding. "

"How are you better than me?"

Xiang Qianqiu suddenly raised his head and asked with long hair.

Chen Yuan smiled lightly, he could have said nothing so much, but at this moment, seeing Xiang Qianqiu's almost collapsed state of mind, and sometimes not saying something, he would really feel extremely regretful in the future.

Whoever it is, the hundreds of years of planning will eventually come to nothing, will definitely fall into madness.

"tell me!"

Seeing that Chen Yuan didn't answer, Xiang Qianqiu continued to question.

"If my predictions are correct, you should have achieved the Yang God at the Seventh Stage of Thunder Tribulation, right?"

"yes."

"Then do you know, how many times I am thunder tribulation?"

"You surpassed the seventh level?"

Xiang Qianqiu's eyes widened.

He once aroused the eighth level of tribulation cloud, but it was a pity that it still dispersed after all, and he also knew how difficult it was to surpass the seventh level of thunder tribulation.

"That's right, I have surpassed the Seventh Level Thunder Tribulation by far, and because of this, in fact, a long time ago, I got a trace of the Great Ancestor's brand.

Because I have the hope to really step into the way of the Martial God, but you, limited by your aptitude and mentality, will never be able to succeed.

In this way, Fang can bear the double pressure from the heaven and earth and the flesh, now... Do you understand? "

Chen Yuan looked down at Xiang Qianqiu.

"So that's how it is, hehehe. So it turns out that I've been just a frog in a well who is overwhelmed from the beginning to the end, and everything I have given is meaningless."

Xiang Qianqiu talked to himself, sometimes laughing, sometimes sad.

And his expression made Chen Yuan feel a sense of comfort from the heart. From a long time ago, Xiang Qianqiu was his shadow.

It is his confidant's serious trouble, every time he plots, every time he breaks the game, Xiang Qianqiu almost runs through his growth in recent years.

finally,

Finally, Xiang Qianqiu, who had a high self-esteem, collapsed in front of his eyes.

At this time, he suddenly understood why those villains always talked so much nonsense at critical moments, because it was the comfort that could emanate from his heart.

Wealth and honor do not return to their hometowns, like walking in brocade clothes at night.

If Xiang Qianqiu really died so simply, I really feel sorry for this scene, and also sorry for the distress he has been plotted by Xiang Qianqiu for so long.

"Now that it's clear, let's go on the road."

Looking at the crazy Xiang Qianqiu, Chen Yuan said softly.

"Hehe. You and this seat are just brothers. How can you think that you can kill me? If I fall, do you think you can get out of your body?"

Xiang Qianqiu, who was in a state of madness, quickly sobered up and sneered.

"You are a talented person, but it's a pity that you still can't see the situation clearly. You have said that the great ancestor once branded me on me, and now the god-killing gun is also in my hand.

I have the advantage, do you understand? "

"Hahaha, arrogance, arrogance! You can kill me with a god-killing gun?"

"The strength of your life is nothing more than the Taizu brand, which is the source of your motivation, but if you die on it, I don't know if you will never be reconciled."

"What did you say?"

Xiang Qianqiu suddenly had a bad feeling.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, calmed down, his body quickly split into gaps, and drops of blood instantly melted into the God Killing Spear. He nodded slightly, and whispered:

"Please Taizu!"

Suddenly, the color of the void changed, and the method Xiang Qianqiu showed before reappeared at this moment, and a tall and terrifying figure quickly gathered.

With the killing gun in hand, the killing intent shot straight to the sky, directly targeting Xiang Qianqiu.

From the moment the Taizu's brand was condensed, Xiang Qianqiu felt terrified in his heart, only felt cold all over, and wanted to run for his life without the slightest hesitation.

But he also experienced what Chen Yuan just experienced, the whole world froze abruptly, and Xiang Qianqiu's shocked expression was still on his face.

Taizu phantom handed it lightly, directly penetrated time and space, and arrived at Xiang Qianqiu in an instant, his eyes were also filled with a look of despair.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Before Chen Yuanzhen killed Xiang Qianqiu, the confrontation between Mo Luo and the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Palace was almost at the end, because the two sides left each other with their own means.

Mo Luo suffered serious injuries, but the Patriarch of the Palace of Seven Kills fell into a state of serious injuries. Mo Luo has been at a disadvantage and can only struggle hard.

For this time, he regretted coming here. The benefits have not been fully obtained, but the injury is almost life-threatening. Another double of Shenyuan will not make up for his loss.

Now he only wants to hear the news of Chen Yuan's death and the news of Xiang Qianqiu's rush to help, but unfortunately, there has never been any movement in the surrounding void.

His breath is also slipping down rapidly.

Finally, after another confrontation, the Patriarch of the Palace of Seven Kills had already lost one arm. Feeling his own injury, his desire to retreat became more and more serious.

If he doesn't want to fight Mo Luo anymore, it's okay if the other party doesn't want his life, but he cherishes his life so badly, he glared at Mo Luo fiercely, and said coldly:

"Today's enmity, I have written it down, and I will return it in the future."

"The donor has no future."

Mo Luo glanced at the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Hall, and the aura around him rose even more. The terrifying golden body with a thousand feet radiated golden light again, and the powerful force swept through the void.

"I will die when I die, but don't you care about Chen Yuan? Do you think that he, a half-immortal, can stand up to Xiang Qianqiu's opponent who is still holding a god-killing gun in the fairyland?"

Mo Luo frowned slightly, but then relaxed again:

"It's not too bad."

"you"

The Patriarch of the Palace of Seven Kills was suffocated, and immediately stopped talking. He directly tore open the crack in the void and fled away. At worst, he just circled around here, anyway, he didn't want to fight this dead bald donkey anymore.

Mo Luo remained silent, and stretched out a finger, trying to freeze the void and prevent the opponent from leaving. As long as he was within the range of the fight, it would be very difficult to leave, depending on whether the other party agreed or not.

However, it was also at this moment that an incomparably majestic and terrifying aura quickly permeated the void. Even Mo Luo and the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Palace could not believe it.

This is probably an existence beyond the power of the fairyland, how could it be possible to escape here?

The Patriarch of the Palace of Seven Kills was extremely panicked, and without hesitation began to burn the power of the primordial spirit, wanting to escape from this place, for fear of becoming a target for the confrontation of the mighty and powerful.

The same is true for Mo Luo, with an extremely dignified face, and he no longer pays attention to the escape of the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Palace, and is even more worried about Chen Yuan's safety at the moment.

It's a pity that there has never been a message from the heavenly book.

He even took out Lu Chengfeng's token, and his eyes struggled a little. His soul was a little terrified by the terrifying aura. I'm afraid only an existence like Lu Chengfeng could face it.

What exactly happened? !

Could it be that the gate of immortality is wide open, and the realm of immortality is impossible?

Otherwise, how to explain it?

It can't be the disturbance caused by Chen Yuan and Xiang Qianqiu, right?

The god-killing spear was inserted between Xiang Qianqiu's eyebrows, nailing him to death in the void. Facing the terrifying Taizu brand, he had no effective means of resistance at all.

All defenses collapse instantly.

And he didn't have Chen Yuan's Luck Altar as his confidence. The God Killing Spear ignored him, his once-temporary master, and released his power without hesitation.

Chen Yuan looked calm and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Qianqiu, the great enemy, has finally been completely resolved.