First Son-in-law

In Qianyuan Palace.

There is a long and narrow crack.

"This is Emperor Yuan, leading to the origin of the world."

Everyone scrambled to surround the past, wanting to have a block of original style.

As a result, I only saw a piece of chaos, too illusory and dreamy.

And if you look at it for a while, you will be dazzled and confused.

"Chaos Sea!"

Qin Li was shocked.

There is chaos underfoot.

Taichu Immortal Sword was excited and wanted to go down.

It's a pity that the origin is deep in hundreds of millions of time and space, and it cannot be reached at all.

If you throw the fairy sword down, you don't know where it will fall, so don't even try to get it back.

"Is this the heart of the Qianyuan world? The source of all dragon veins is also the source of Fengshui and climate, and it affects the whole body!" Dugu Laomo, as a celestial master, has never seen the source of the world.

"Let me take a closer look!" Qin Li urged Dongxuan pupil.

call out!

The golden light breaks the illusion.

Tear through the confusion and pry into the truth.

He was able to clearly see the origin of the world.

In the chaos, the Dao manifested, gestating hundreds of millions of innate runes in the blink of an eye, turning into a wave, intertwined with a law, and then collapsed, bursting out with terrifying power, spreading to the void, and promoting Qianyuan Fengshui.

This place is too bad, even if the Great Sage falls into it, he will be crushed.

However!

There was a living thing in it.

And it's a real golden dragon.

Hundreds of feet long, nine-clawed golden scales, the emperor is handsome.

It doesn't seem to be an entity, roaming in the chaos, offering a precious orb.

The ups and downs of the orb are like an emperor's womb, encircling the chain of laws and gestating fragments of the avenue, which is the supreme authority and the foundation of the emperor.

"Emperor Seal!"

Nine Mysterious Great Sage exclaimed:

"Obtain the emperor's seal, that is, the emperor!"

"However, the emperor's seal has not yet been conceived, and it will take several decades."

Qin Li pointed to the nine-clawed golden dragon, and asked, "Could it be the legendary Golden Emperor's Luck, the root of the Emperor's Struggle?"

"good!"

The Nine Profound Sage nodded:

"This is the Golden Imperial Luck that surpasses the Purple Holy Luck."

"If you get a trace, your luck will be prosperous, and you will be able to keep getting adventures!"

"Talents from all walks of life gather here, and they can all win a sliver of golden luck. Then the heroes fight for hegemony, the Holy Body clashes, and the loser is swallowed up by the golden luck."

"The final victor will be able to swallow all the luck of the emperor, and the golden dragon will surround the top. If the winner is the holy king Jiuzhong, and the Dao fruit is entrusted to the Dao, he can use the golden dragon of luck to take out the world mark and become the emperor."

This is the source of imperial struggle.

Therefore, every generation of Emperor Yin is born, and peace is impossible.

"We need to get some gold luck!" Wan Di quickly squatted down and touched Di Yuan with his palm.

Di Yuan imposed a seal.

It's like covering a glass barrier.

This is the seal of heaven and earth, even the great emperor cannot break it.

But as soon as Wandi touched the seal, purple mist gushed out of his body, turning into a nine-foot-long dragon python with red scales and purple horns, and crossed the barrier.

This is his luck.

Intangible and qualityless, it travels through billions of time and space.

Soon he reached the origin of the world, intending to devour the nine-clawed golden dragon.

Click!

Show your fangs.

The red-scaled dragon python bit down.

Yin——

The golden dragon roared.

It caused chaos to rage endlessly.

One tail pulled down, directly breaking up the red python.

But luck is invisible.

The red scale dragon python quickly returned to its original shape.

With a few golden dragon scales in his mouth, he returned to Wandi.

Immediately, Wandi had great luck on his head, and his seal was rich and precious, showing the appearance of great luck, and there will definitely be chances again and again in the future.

Yu Qilin is not to be outdone.

Luck manifested a purple-horned unicorn.

The other Tianjiao and Dijiao also touched the seal, their luck transformed into form, and competed for gold luck.

It doesn't need to compete in fighting strength, it just depends on the strength of luck, Zhao Guangming and Long Fan get a scale, and even if they are not good enough, they will have a dragon's beard.

"Boy Qin, hurry up and give it a try." Old Demon Dugu was curious.

moment.

By all accounts.

Everyone is curious about Qin Li's luck.

"OK!"

Qin Li touched Di Yuan.

The luck is at its peak, pouring like a tide.

Pure purple air, noble and mysterious, full of auspiciousness.

Condensing a hundred-foot purple dragon with crystal-clear scales, it is extremely holy and noble.

"No time for purple luck, I can't even do it." The great sage Jiuxuan was secretly dumbfounded, his luck was mixed with red luck.

"Sure enough, they are people with great luck. They all turned into holy dragons, circling and guarding them. No wonder every time they die, they become auspicious." The Great Sage Guishou frowned.

soon.

Zilong entered the sea of ​​chaos.

The nine-clawed golden dragon moved and came to kill it on its own initiative.

When the two dragons fought, the Purple Fortune Sacred Dragon was completely suppressed, tearing the dragon's scales, and was slowly eaten and digested by the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon.

"wrong!"

Qin Li's expression changed suddenly.

Jiuxuan was surprised and said: "The nine-clawed golden dragon guards the emperor's seal, even if it is swallowed by a scale and a few whiskers, it will not take the initiative to attack."

below.

Zilong howled.

Jin Long obviously didn't want to let it go.

Bite off the dragon's tail in one bite, devouring the purple holy luck.

Guishou Dasheng's eyes flooded: "Could it be that King Qin is jealous of the sky?"

God is jealous of talents!

This is just a legend.

The aptitude is too frightening, and the heavens will be jealous.

The ones who have been treated like this in history happen to be immortal emperors, god emperors, and heavenly emperors.

The red elephant sage was happy in his heart, but deliberately expressed his worry: "Oh, if King Qin loses his luck, wouldn't he be no different from a dead man?"

Qin Li's relatives and friends jumped up and down anxiously, luck is a talisman!

"Master, can you call Zilong back?"

"cannot!"

Qin Li shook his head.

Calmly observe the battle below.

Wandi couldn't help but sneered, feeling relieved.

Qin Li is too dazzling, completely covering their light, now it's too bad, many Tianjiao can't wait to clap their hands and applaud.

But due to the difference in strength, they all pretended to be sad.

Not long.

Zilong was devoured.

The nine-clawed golden dragon swelled and became thicker.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a purple gold emperor dragon with a body length of one hundred and thirty-six feet. It seemed to be cast from purple gold with Dao marks.

"Unprecedented!"

"Ten-clawed Zijin Emperor Luck True Dragon!"

The monks present, including the saint, all exclaimed incessantly.

What's even more frightening is that the Zijin Emperor Dragon came to kill him, and even rushed out of the Emperor Yuan's seal and landed on Qianyuan Palace.

Take a closer look.

In order to feel the oppression of the golden dragon.

The scales and armor are clanging, the dragon's beard is flying, and the emperor's luck is swallowed.

A shadow was cast over the minds of all the cultivators, which was the absolute suppression of the level of luck.

"catch him!"

Wandi's eyes were flooded.

Many kings directly shot to catch the dragon.

However, luck is invisible, and any magical power cannot touch it.

On the contrary, as soon as Zijin Dilong breathed in, the saint's luck would collapse, and the golden emperor luck that had been taken away before was all taken back.

"Damn it, I finally got the Golden Emperor Luck!"

"Hasn't the imperial struggle started yet?"

"He's heading towards King Qin!"

Everyone exclaimed incessantly.

Qin Li remained calm.

He just stood there.

The purple-gold emperor dragon came to kill him fiercely.

It didn't hurt him, but hovered around Qin Li, roared at the end, poured into the body, and turned into a heavenly soul.

quiet!

The audience was silent.

Everyone's pupils shrank.

I was so scared that I couldn't breathe, I couldn't believe this scene.

"Where... the King of Qin... the Luck Golden Dragon?" The Nine Profound Sage was dumbfounded, his pupils trembling.

"I absorbed it!"

Qin Li replied lightly.

In an instant, the audience was blown up, exclaiming overwhelmingly.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How can one person swallow a golden dragon!"

"You must be lying, I don't believe it!"

"You are a liar……"

Qin Li raised his hand.

The Zijin True Dragon reappeared.

Docile and obedient, hovering around, can be big or small.

In fact, when the golden dragon devoured the purple dragon, Qin Li had a sense of manipulation.

"How could this be? The Emperor's War hasn't even started yet!"

Yu Qilin collapsed to the ground.

at this time.

All geniuses are like this.

It seemed that he had lost hope of life, his face was gloomy, and he was about to cry.

Everyone is working so hard, but it's not because they want to intercept a trace of imperial luck, fight each other, and fight for the chance to become emperor.

However.

The imperial struggle has not yet begun.

A winner has already been born.

"Qin Li is the fiftieth emperor of Qianyuan!"

"Is he the illegitimate child of the origin of the world? It's too much!"

"It must be because of his extremely high aptitude and his efforts to turn the tide, so the world favors him. He skipped the emperor's battle and promised the throne."

"Not to mention Qianyuan, looking at the heavens, there has never been such a situation. As long as he cultivates steadily and advances to the ninth level of the holy rank, he will be able to pick up the seal of the great emperor, ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, and reign in Qianyuan."

The cultivators felt bitter and could not hide their jealousy at all.

The Great Sage Nine Profound choked out a sentence:

"The Uncrowned Emperor!"

appropriate!

It was so appropriate.

Qin Li is now a great emperor.

Master the pagoda of merit and virtue, and the sword of Taichu, invincible Qianyuan.

Even the unhappy Sage Guishou did not dare to provoke Qin Li, for fear that he would suppress him in the tower and imprison his freedom.