Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1642 Nine Dragon Supreme! (1 more)
"very good!"

General Cangwu nodded and laughed loudly, "It's actually a rare three-phase dragon. This girl's future is limitless!"

High above the sky, the three masters of the Chiri Palace looked at each other, all showing a hint of shock, because when the Huiyue Shengji was young, she participated in the sunset selection, and it was exactly the same scene, which inspired the three-phase heavenly dragon and made countless Geniuses of the same generation are far behind.

Recalling the time when they were hanged and beaten by Shengji Huiyue, the three of them shuddered at the same time.

If it weren't for some accidents that stopped Huiyue Shengji's strength, I am afraid that she is the one who has the best chance of breaking through the Great Sage realm in Dongling Immortal Pond.

"Little girl, put this talisman away, and don't leave it."

God Cangwu will drop a talisman, and everyone notices that this talisman is actually the color of purple gold, completely different from everyone else's talisman!

Obviously, even ordinary golden talismans could not suppress Tuobayan's power of luck.

For a while, it was Tuobayan's turn to become the focus of the round. Although Murong Bai was unwilling, but Tuobayan's talent was obvious to all, and he could only feel ashamed.

"How about it, are you confident that you can surpass me?"

Jumping down from the jade platform, Tuoba Yan cast a provocative look at Ling Feng. Ever since he knew Ling Feng, he has been completely crushed by Ling Feng in every aspect, and now he won't let her win once.

"Ha ha."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. He was naturally sure of his own luck, but he didn't dare to guarantee whether he could surpass the Three-Phase Heavenly Dragon.

But he is also a child of heaven, his luck should not be bad.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng also slowly walked up to the jade platform, and like everyone else, projected a golden light on Ling Feng from the cloudy dragon mirror.

However, it didn't seem to cause any changes. Everyone stared blankly for a while, but there was nothing. There was no light shining on Ling Feng's body.

"Ok?"

The Cangwu God frowned slightly, looked at Ling Feng, and found that he was only a limit-level human emperor, and frowned a little bit, "The power of luck can't be condensed into a dragon shape, it's inevitable..."

However, before he finished speaking, the cloudy dragon mirror in the sky seemed to tremble violently, and then, a golden light several tens of feet thick fell from the sky.

A terrifying aura swept down, and everyone's eyes widened. If other people's light beams were like a small stick, Ling Feng's light beam was like a giant pillar!
"Gollum!"

God General Cangwu swallowed his saliva halfway through speaking, even he has guarded Longxiao Sacred Mountain for thousands of years, and he has never seen such a strange scene.

Roar!
The next moment, the sound of dragon chant erupted from Ling Feng's body!

One head!
Both ends!

Three heads!

……

In an instant, there were nine golden dragons hovering behind Ling Feng. The nine golden dragons were all nine feet nine feet nine inches, exactly the same, with piercing eyes, dragon scales, beards, and claws on their bodies. The nine-headed dragon, in the sky, roared to the heavens and the earth, roaring proudly to the nine heavens!

A famous disciple was almost petrified, and the masters of the three halls also gasped.

Although he had already guessed that Ling Feng was extraordinary, this scene was a bit too scary!

"Nine... Nine Dragon Supreme! Son of Luck!"

God Cangwu's face became extremely solemn, and after staring at Ling Feng for a while, he slowly asked: "Little brother, are you really a native of Xuanling Continent?"

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose. Could it be that his power of luck is too perverted, and his identity is about to be revealed?

"Senior, why did you say that? This junior doesn't understand." Ling Feng pretended not to understand, and just pretended to be stupid.

The Cangwu God General looked at Ling Feng, and suddenly his eyelids twitched, because he sensed the aura belonging to the Protoss from Ling Feng's body.

Back then, Ling Feng's life was hanging by a thread in the Holy Land of the Monster Race. Thanks to Mu Qianxue's infusion of her own divine blood into his body, Ling Feng naturally possessed the aura of the Jiuli God Race.

And this aura of the gods well concealed Ling Feng's identity as a member of the Heavenly Dao family.

"It turned out to be the Jiuli God Clan!"

God General Cangwu nodded secretly in his heart, thinking that he had seen through Ling Feng's identity, and smiled faintly, "It's okay if you don't want to say it. You have to put away this red gold talisman. For thousands of years, there has been no With the appearance of a genius at the supreme level of Nine Dragons, there is not much stock of this red gold talisman."

Ling Feng reached out to take the talisman and nodded, "Thank you, senior."

Holding the talisman, the shadow of the flying Nine Dragons behind Ling Feng dissipated, as if suppressed by the red gold talisman, but a special connection was established.

Observing other people carefully, Ling Feng unexpectedly found that he seemed to be able to see through the power of luck of others, each person exuded a special light, and he seemed very eager to plunder the power of luck that belonged to others.

"Hehe, kid, you are a genius of Kowloon, and you are destined to be targeted by all geniuses in the future, because as long as they defeat you, they can share your luck. As long as they defeat you head-on in the arena chosen by the setting sun , at least half of your luck can be shared, it can be said that you are definitely a sweet potato!"

Perhaps it was because of Ling Feng's power of luck that shocked the general Cangwu, this high-ranking and powerful man actually started chatting with Ling Feng for the first time.

"Then, just beat everyone!"

There was no trace of fear in Ling Feng's eyes, but a hint of anticipation.

"That's right, as expected of a Nine Dragons genius, with such a state of mind, he already has the aptitude to become a saint."

Cangwu God will burst out laughing.

After detecting Ling Feng's Nine Dragons luck, even if there are any geniuses behind, they will definitely not be able to cover up Ling Feng's sharpness.

Everyone was shocked and envious. At the same time, they were looking forward to it. It would be great if they could defeat Ling Feng and plunder his luck!
That Murong Bai looked at Ling Feng's figure even more, his eyes became hot for a while.

As the general Cangwu said, Ling Feng is destined to be regarded as a sweet potato by all geniuses, even if the disciples of the same sect are like this, when this matter spreads to the ears of other holy land geniuses, Ling Feng will undoubtedly become the target of public criticism.

Sometimes, being too good is also a burden!

The power of luck is mysterious and mysterious, and it cannot be plundered in normal times, but participating in the sunset election is equivalent to getting a chance to change luck against the sky.

The winner will plunder the luck of others and achieve his own kingly way!
The loser becomes a stepping stone for others, paving the way for others to be king!
This sunset selection is equivalent to a big gamble!
"Okay, all the disciples of Dongling Immortal Pond can enter the holy mountain now."

Finally, after the last person received the universal illumination from the Huntian Dragon Mirror, the Cangwu God General let him go, and the three main hall masters saluted the God General again, and then led a group of disciples into the holy mountain.

After they left, Cangwu God General couldn't help sighing, "Nine Dragons Supreme Genius, this year's Sunset Selection will probably be the most exciting one in a thousand years!"

The cold-faced general next to him, who had been silent for a long time, showed solemn eyes, and said slowly: "This young man has a lot of background."

"It's really not that simple. With the blood of the Jiuli God Clan, although the Nine Dragons' supreme luck is rare, if it comes from the Jiuli God Clan, it's not too amazing." General Cangwu said lightly.

"Really? Maybe I'm overthinking." The cold-faced general said indifferently: "This kid seems to have a faint aura of demons."

"Demons?" General Cangwu shook his head, "Perhaps he just came into contact with some demons."

A gleam of cold light flashed in the eyes of the cold-faced god, "If it is really a demon, it must be killed as soon as possible."

"That's just right. During this kid's participation in the sunset election, there is plenty of time to observe carefully." The Cangwu God will show a dignified expression. The purpose of their guarding here is to prevent evil intentions from the demons and open the cloudy sky dragon mirror seal.

Otherwise, once the entrance to the Demon Realm is opened, it will be a catastrophe for the entire Xuanling Continent.

(End of this chapter)