Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 119
"I'm out of luck!"

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, like thunder from heaven.

The sea of ​​luck that Gonggong had already bottomed out was suddenly sucked by the purple golden dragon, and all the remaining luck was sucked into its mouth...
Gonggong's body shook, even though he didn't cultivate the primordial spirit, he somehow sensed something important, as if he had lost it, leaving his heart empty.

"Luck? No luck can save you today!"

Gonggong is worthy of being a fighting maniac, and he quickly calmed down the empty thoughts in his heart. He didn't care about the failure of one punch, and the second punch followed.

This time, without waiting for Zhang Yang to dodge, he looked at Gong Gong, and suddenly showed a look of astonishment.

Gong Gong punched the second time, and when he was still far away from Zhang Yang, Gong Gong suddenly felt his feet slip, one of them lost his footing, and his body thousands of feet fell backwards.

Boom!
Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were smashed, mountains collapsed, and rivers split, as if reaching a wall, shaking the earth and leaving a deep large character on the ground.

Hou Yi, Zhu Rongyu, and Zhu Rong's mother were dumbfounded, and their minds went blank.

They have no idea what's going on?I also can't figure out why the good Gonggong Zuwu fell down?No, it was an accidental fall.

A ancestral witch accidentally fell down?Does anyone believe it?
Even they themselves don't believe that Zuwu is an existence beyond Da Luoxian, a top existence in the prehistoric world, who will accidentally stumble like a mortal?Even if they were killed, they would not believe it.

"Uh, did Gonggong wrestle?"

Zhu Wuneng's two bitches rolled their eyes vigorously, almost unable to believe what he saw, but he rubbed his eyes and looked again, and it was indeed Gonggong who had fallen, and he was speechless for a while.

The body of thousands of feet produces huge shock waves, which are continuously transmitted in all directions through the medium of the earth. Many people were surprised and flew into space one after another, looking in the direction of the sound.

In the Pangu Hall, there were currently three strange-looking people in scale armor sitting together, discussing the future development of the tribe.

In the middle sat a middle-aged man who was as red as a red fire, six-legged and four-winged. He was the eldest of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, Di Jiang. Beside him sat Gou Mang and Ruo Shou.

"Brother, recently Taiyi is integrating and incorporating the demon clan. When I, the son of the Wu clan, was hunting for food, I kept clashing with them. Taiyi is too arrogant. Should we teach him a lesson?"

Ruo looked at Di Jiang and said, with disdain still on his face, he was very disgusted with Tai Yi, and always wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Third brother, that's right. What is Tai Yi? The monster race is my family's food. Isn't he cutting off our food by taking away the monster race like this? Brother, we must teach him a lesson and let him Know how powerful our Wu Clan is."

The giant python nodded, and he also agreed with Liao Shou's statement, and looked at Di Jiang with a cold look in his eyes, and made a supplement.

"Hmph, what a Taiyi, the last paragraph is too rampant, it is necessary to teach him a lesson!"

Di Jiang snorted coldly, his eyes showed murderous intent, the Wu Clan is food for the Monster Clan, Tai Yi did this.It is the food of the Absolute Wu Clan, and it will kill the Wu Clan. As the boss of the Wu Clan, how can he not be angry.

"boom!"

At this moment, the three of them suddenly felt the ground shaking, and they were startled. All three of them were people of high cultivation, they stepped out of the Pangu Hall one after another, and followed the shaking sound.

"Hey, this earthquake came from the Gonggong tribe." Gou Mang raised his head and sensed it carefully, showing surprise, and said to Di Jiang beside him.

The reason why the Twelve Ancestral Witches were separated was because of hunting. Although there are few Witch tribes, one tribe can’t show the number of people, but if the twelve tribes get together, it’s not a small number, which is not good for hunting and looking for food, so They separated, but not far from each other.

Jumang masters the laws of wood. He can communicate and master the trees in the world. He is known as the god of wood. Through communicating with all trees, he knows the origin of vibration.

"It is said that Houyi in the Gonggong tribe got married today. Why would there be such a big shock? Are they fighting?"

Ruo Shou also showed curiosity. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are like brothers and sisters. They never hide their information. Almost everyone knows what is going on in that tribe.
"No, from the picture I just sent, a battle is taking place, and a figure piercing through the sky fell down and hit the ground."

Gou Mang shook his head, denied Ruo Shou's statement, and told the information he got.

"No, Gong Gong may be in trouble."

Dijiang's expression changed, revealing a trace of solemnity, he turned to Gou Mang and Ruo Shuo and said, "Let's go and have a look."

Gou Mang and Ruo Shou both nodded and followed Di Jiang.

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The sudden fall made Gong Gong depressed and ashamed.

Struggling to get up, stood up, his face was ashen, looked at Zhang Yang with a fierce look in his eyes, roared, raised his big feet, and stepped on Zhang Yang: "Taoist Gourd, I will kill you!"

Zhang Yang didn't panic, he slid several miles away again, dodging Gong Gong's big feet, just stopped when he heard Gong Gong's scream.

Rumble!
Gong Gong just put oil on the soles of his feet, and fell to the ground again. Just now he fell on his back, but this time he fell like a dog, pawing on the ground like a toad.

"What's wrong with Gonggong Zuwu? Why did he fall down again?"

Hou Yi, Zhu Rong's mother, and Zhu Rongyu looked at Gong Gong who fell to the ground, and the corners of their mouths trembled. The depressed in their hearts, the majestic Zu Wu fell twice in a row, what is this?

"Fall down again?"

Zhu Wuneng stared at the bitch's eyes wide, with a trace of suspicion on his face, Zu Wu slipped and fell, which is a rare accident in ten thousand years, everyone can barely accept this excuse, but falling down twice in a row is a bit abnormal .

"It must be a good deed done by Taoist Gourd, otherwise it is good, how could he keep falling over? This Taoist Gourd is really weird, if he doesn't take away people's spirit treasures, he will start to make people fall into bad luck..."

Zhu Wuneng murmured in his heart. Looking at Zhang Yang, his body couldn't help but take a few steps back. He was also afraid that he would be unlucky if he stuck to Zhang Yang, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

"If you lose all your luck, you will be faced with bad luck. Even if you cultivate to a high level, you will not escape bad luck. This luck is still very mysterious."

Seeing Gonggong fall to the ground like a toad, Zhang Yang felt a burst of enlightenment, letting him understand the mystery and weirdness of luck.

No matter how high your cultivation base is, if you don't have luck to protect you, you will still be unlucky.

Everything in the world is born with luck, some are strong and some are weak, the strong will prosper with wealth, and the weak will get stuck in their teeth if they drink cold water.

Luck is very mysterious, it is almost connected with fate. When the luck is gone, it means that the person is not far from death. When a person's luck exceeds the range he can bear, it will turn into bad luck.

Gonggong's luck is gone, and if he doesn't need to do it himself, he will be unlucky. If there are no major changes, he will almost fall soon. Zhang Yang is worried about Chang'e's safety, so he is too lazy to care about him.

Flying up to Zhu Wuneng, under his suspicious eyes, Zhang Yang grabbed his collar, flew up, looked at him and said, "Go, take me to find Chang'e."

(End of this chapter)