Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 726 Dragon Vein Transformation, Ancient Stone Golden Scale!
"Wu Yue!"

The treasure was cut off halfway, and Ximen Fu's face was ugly. He looked at the figure in the air and spoke in a cold voice, showing a hint of gnashing of teeth.

Immediately, his eyes shifted to the side, and his pupils constricted even more in disbelief, and then a faint look of greed flashed across the thing that fell into his hands.

The aura scattered, and everyone saw it clearly. It was a long and pointed prism the size of a baby's fist. It was covered with golden clouds and clouds, and it seemed to have a splendid aura, covered with fine golden dragon scales!
Spiritual Qi transformed into form, and a golden little dragon was pinched in Wu Yue's hand, struggling, but a little spirituality was born, but his eyes were still dull, obviously not enlightened.

"Dragon Vein Qi!"

"Dragon veins transform into form, this is the Golden Scale Stone!"

At this moment, there was an uproar, and it was difficult for many monks in the Stone Palace to keep calm, because the spar that fell into Wu Yue's hands at this moment was actually formed by the erosion of dragon vein energy. It is a real rare treasure, rare treasure, hard to find in ancient and modern times , which is rare in the world.

As long as you absorb the refining, you can gain luck and protect your body with dragon veins!
How precious luck is, needless to say, whether it is for the sect or the individual, it is extremely important, from the holy land of the fairy sect, the dynasty and the demon sect, to the sect of the third-rate family, the sect that has not entered the rank, countless heavenly pride and evildoers, the strong The treasure that the giants are frantically fighting for.

The reason why the four celestial rankings of the Holy Emperor Mountain attract all the major forces in Zhongtian, and many outstanding talents participate in it, vying for the fight, in order to get a part of the dragon vein luck left by the Holy Emperor!
Qi luck is outside the heaven and earth, not in the five elements, between the heaven and the avenue, invisible, invisible, colorless, and only in some special occasions, it will appear in the form of a dragon.

Qi luck is unclear, it cannot directly enhance people's strength, increase their cultivation base and longevity, but it can bring influence invisibly. lucky.

This is a destiny!
Everything in the world is in destiny, irreversible and difficult to defy.

Of course, although luck is predetermined, it is not completely immutable.

The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, everything has a chance of life, and it is not impossible to change one's fate against the sky. The existence of monks is itself an act against the sky.

As the practice gradually deepens, the higher the monk's cultivation level, the stronger his strength, and his own luck, as well as his relatives and friends in the sect, will also change and strengthen accordingly.

The strength of luck determines all causal laws and the trajectory of living things. In other words, it can determine everyone's good or bad luck, and how far they can go in the future.

The ancient stones of dragon veins, the golden scale stone contains the energy of dragon veins, and it is only one of them. There are also ancient dragon stones, sky dragon stones and holy dragon stones on it. Each of them has a world of difference and can increase luck.

Judging from the golden scale stone in Wu Yue's hand, the luck golden dragon manifested is only three feet long. Even if it absorbs and refines all of them, it may not increase a layer of luck. The effect is very limited, but even so, it is enough to make countless People are jealous and envious, and fight and fight.

The slightest difference is a thousand miles away. In many cases, more luck and less luck can determine success or failure!

Its value is still higher than Wannian Mujing and Xuanhai Sacred Bead!
"Elder Lao Ximen took the initiative to help leave the ancient stone, Wu Yue is very grateful."

Wu Yue held the Golden Scale Stone in his hand, and there was a thunderous edge woven and dyed between his fingers, like a cage, an iron hoop, which was firmly imprisoned and suppressed by the Golden Scale Stone, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.

He looked indifferently and looked at Ximen Fu calmly. Although he said thank you in his mouth, his words and demeanor showed a hint of gratitude, and his actions were not enough.

At this moment, the murderous aura in Ximen Fu's eyes was about to condense, and he even had an irrepressible urge to chop the lifeless boy in front of him to pieces and smash his corpse into pieces!
After all, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he still had scruples in his heart and did not dare to make a move. Although he could easily kill Wu Yue with one finger if he wanted to, but at this moment, Xuantian Sect's suzerain, Duanchou, was in the ancient elephant city. The status of a direct disciple of the Tianzong has undoubtedly become the best life-saving talisman.

Wu Yue knew it, so he was confident.

Ximen Fu suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "This piece of golden scale stone"

"I want to dedicate this piece of golden scale stone to my teacher, not for the spirit stone!"

Before the other party finished speaking, Wu Yue interrupted directly, and said in an interface, and when the words fell, he turned his palm and directly put the golden scale stone into his pocket.

"Good! So good!!"

Ximen Fu's face twitched with anger and laughed back. Unexpectedly, today, he is a majestic elder of Ximen's family, a real person in the middle stage of Returning to the Source, and he will be slapped in the face in public by a young boy in Duoqi Realm.

At this moment, the killing intent in his heart kept rising and skyrocketing, like a poisonous snake and a beast, raging in a stormy sea.

Not much to say, Ximen Fu waved his hand, and the third and last piece fell on the stone platform. He was afraid that if he said one more word, he would not be able to suppress the hostility in his heart, and directly killed Wu Yue.

The atmosphere was as gloomy as ice, depressing and terrifying. Everyone was still immersed in the gambling stone, shocked on the golden scale stone, and none of them noticed anything unusual about the two of them. Only Jingfeng and Yu Jingchen were keenly aware of Ximen Fu's killing intent.

The two were shocked and looked at each other, showing a hint of vigilance.

The last piece of ancient stone is the one that Wu Yue was most sensitive to. It is not the size of a human head, and it looks dilapidated and dilapidated. It looks even more dilapidated and ancient than the previous pieces.

But now, treasures, ancient treasures, appeared from the waste rocks that could not be found, time and time again, smashed countless glasses, stared out countless eyeballs, and the continuous destruction impacted everyone's three-view perception. It has been numb, or it has become commonplace, and it is taken for granted.

At this moment, when they looked at the last ancient stone again, what they were thinking was not whether there was any treasure in it, but rather pondering, comprehending, and anticipating what kind of treasure would come out.

Even in the next moment, the world will change, and the ancient immortal stone and the ancient god stone will be born, they will not feel that it is so incredible.

"Boom"

A piece of stone clothes fell, and there was a continuous sound of thunder, like the vibration of the heavens, turning into mountains and rivers, the mountains and rivers cracked, and like the beating of the heavenly drums in the fairy world, shaking the stone palace and the valley.

Everyone watched, and their minds were shaken. The thunder sound of cutting stones seemed to reverberate in everyone's heart and mind, and it was constantly washing away. Many monks in the spirit building and cauldron transformation realms trembled like chaff, and were forced to retreat step by step.

Jingfeng stands like a green pine and an ancient stone, standing still, and Wu Yue never retreats half a step. He is as straight as a sword, as silent as a mountain, and the sound of thunder stirs his sword bone to clank, immortal and unharmed. The air of thunder came out.

"Boom"

The golden knife fell, another piece of stone clothes fell, and thunder sounded, as if the sky was furious and roared all living beings. This time, everyone retreated further, and even monk Longhu also fluctuated, and his face was calm.

(End of this chapter)