Villain: Whitewashing life, the queens turned against the water

Chapter 232 Seventy Percent Luck, Give it to him!!

“But you have to promise me two things.”

Bai Chonglou’s eyes were deep, staring at Gu Changqing, and his tone was deep.

Gu Changqing did not respond, and looked at him calmly.

Bai Chonglou said in a deep voice: “The first thing is to bring the medicine to resurrect Qing’er.” ”

“The second thing…”

Bai Chonglou’s gaze suddenly turned cold: “I want Tiangong seventy percent luck!” ”

Bronze ancient mirror outside.

When Qunxiu heard what Bai Chonglou said, his face changed drastically! First thing, I won’t mention it.

Just the second thing.

Luck!

This thing is the root of the rise and fall of a force!

The theory of luck is illusory, but the benefits brought to the monks are extremely real and enormous.

With luck, you can practice smoothly, even if the catastrophe comes, you can also avoid death.

The luck of the sect is prosperous, and it can be guaranteed for eternity!

The pursuit of Xiu Shi in his life is nothing more than strength and luck.

However, strength can also be obtained through one’s own hard cultivation, but luck needs to be accumulated by the sect since ancient times.

Bai Chonglou opened his mouth to ask for seventy percent luck in the Heavenly Palace, which shows how terrifying ambition he is.

“With the seventy percent luck of the Heavenly Palace, plus the luck of the demon world, Bai Zhonglou should be able to achieve immortality soon, right?”

Qunxiu sighed.

Although immortality is difficult to prove, after all, this luck is too magnificent.

“This should also be the reason why the demon respects Lou to be seventy percent lucky.”

“After all, the book from the earth is extremely precious, and between heaven and earth, only luck can be exchanged.”

Qunxiu sighed, and his heart was gloomy.

The perception of the white heavy building is extremely poor.

Everything the Heavenly Emperor did was for the sake of all sentient beings, but Bai Chonglou opened his mouth to the Tiangong Lion at this time, which was really excessive!

It’s infuriating to think about!

It’s just that because Bai Qing’er is here, Qunxiu doesn’t dare to say anything too much.

At this time, a monk suddenly remembered something and said, “That’s not right.” ”

“The Heavenly Emperor should agree at this moment.”

“But in that case, after getting the Book from the Earth, why did the Heavenly Emperor choose to kill the Demon Respect Building?”

“You know, at that time, the Demon Venerable Heavenly Palace luck protection was almost invincible in Beixuan, why did the Heavenly Emperor choose to kill the Demon Venerable Building at this time?”

Hearing these words, Qunxiu was shocked suddenly.

Everyone is the top person in this world, and because of this, at that moment, everything came to mind!

Those eyes, staring at Bai Zhonglou, seemed to spew out anger!

“Heavenly Emperor, how exactly did you kill the Demon Venerable Building, whose strength has skyrocketed?”

At this moment, although they knew that the Demon Venerable Building would die in the hands of the Heavenly Emperor, everyone’s hearts couldn’t help but flood with doubts and shock.

In a bronze ancient mirror.

Gu Changqing did not respond.

Just left abruptly, and when the figure disappeared, there were words left.

“Mu Nanyu must not be harmed!”

“Honza won’t be stupid to that point!”

Bai Zhonglou responded.

Bronze ancient mirror outside.

Qunxiu sighed heavily at this moment.

They had already guessed the ending, but this ending, for the Heavenly Emperor at that time, the impact in their hearts was too great.

In a bronze ancient mirror.

Temple!

“Boom.”

Right at the end of that heavenly palace, just below the millstone.

In that space and time, deafening roars were constantly emitted.

That time and space were full of devastation, the broken time and space were full of divine blood, and the extraterritorial divine power and the divine power of the old heavenly emperor were raging in time and space, and it was difficult to disperse for a long time.

The Heavenly Emperor was embarrassed, and the blood around him was bathed.

On the millstone, the cracks became more and more vicious, and more powerful people from outside the region poured into Beixuan.

He doesn’t know how many enemies he has killed, and his breath is incomparably repetitive!

He looked more and more old, not seeing the heroic posture of decades ago, but like an old man with a lonely back.

He turned his back on all beings.

In front of it is an unimaginably powerful enemy, behind it is the eternal life of all souls, and it is an immeasurable pure land!

He is fighting with his life, but someone behind him is eating at his essence.

Gu Changqing stared at this scene for a long time, inexplicably a little unbearable, and went to talk to the Heavenly Emperor about the conditions of the heavy building.

There was a long time.

Only then did Gu Changqing take a step to briefly calm the rift with the Burial Bell, giving the Heavenly Emperor a moment to rest.

“Back?”

The Heavenly Emperor’s face was a little pale, and he squeezed a smile towards him.

Gu Changqing pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded lightly.

“Is there a condition for the white heavy building?”

The Heavenly Emperor seemed to have expected it, and looked at him with a chuckle.

Gu Changqing’s eyes were bitter, and he said lightly: “I want to resurrect Qing’er’s great medicine, as well as the seventy percent luck of the Heavenly Palace.” ”

The Heavenly Emperor nodded, as if he had guessed it a long time ago.

Even when he heard the luck of the Seventy Heavenly Palace, his face was not half shocked.

He smiled bitterly: “Seventy percent of the Heavenly Palace luck, this is not only to take the opportunity to rise, but also to take the opportunity to make my Tiangong die…”

Oh Suo, the Heavenly Emperor retracted his smile: “Give it to him!” ”

Gu Changqing stared at the Old Heavenly Emperor with complicated eyes.

“Come on!!”

The mouth of the Heavenly Emperor resounded in the sky, and on the magnificent South Heavenly Gate, a true dragon phantom erupted.

That is the golden dragon of luck, which belongs to the luck of the Heavenly Palace, and is under the town and the South Heavenly Gate, which is related to the rise and fall of the Heavenly Palace, which is extremely important!

“Roar!”

The True Dragon of Luck looked up to the sky and groaned, and the dragon groaned roughly, like a thunderous roar, shaking the Northern Xuan Old Heavenly Emperor grinned, and his hand made a chop and waved out.

There is a divine power erupting like a sword, cutting off the golden dragon of luck.

“Roar.”

The golden dragon of luck let out a wail.

Thirty percent returned to the South Heavenly Gate, and the other seventy percent rushed into the Nether.

That moment.

The heroic posture of the Heavenly Emperor began to change rapidly.

The middle-aged man with two gray sideburns instantly had hair sparse with silver white, and folds crawled all over his cheeks.

The golden dragon of luck is equivalent to the Heavenly Emperor himself, cutting down seventy percent, which is a great loss to his Shouyuan!

His posture bent down, and his expression was gone.

“Wait for me here for three days, and in three days, I will bring you the big medicine.”

The Heavenly Emperor chuckled and said, just this smile, how to look, how bitter.

Gu Changqing was silent from beginning to end, his eyes were complicated, and his face was equally complicated.

“Evergreen…”

The Heavenly Emperor lined up Gu Changqing’s shoulders, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but his eyes flickered, but he wanted to stop talking.

“Wait until I get back.”

He just said so and walked away.

The remnants of the Western sun are like blood.

That old man, the back… Under loneliness…