Senior brother, stop it, you are the villain!

Almost all the cultivators in the Tribulation Realm have a wish. This wish is to break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, take a new step, and enter the realm of the True Immortal.

However, no one has been able to take this step for thousands of years.

I don’t know when it started, the Heavenly Dao closed the passage for cultivators on earth to step into the realm of the True Immortal, so that the cultivators can only practice to the Tribulation Realm at most, and they can never step over the last threshold. In order to break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, countless cultivators have tried various attempts for thousands of years, but no one has succeeded.

Among these cultivators, Xue Yi is one of them, and he was once the one closest to taking the last step.

But in the end, he also failed.

However, before the failure, he finally glimpsed a glimpse of the possibility of achieving the realm of the True Immortal, and finally understood why no one has been able to become a True Immortal for thousands of years.

In the earliest times, cultivators needed to meet two conditions to enter the realm of the True Immortal. The first condition is a strong cultivation; the second condition is to walk out of their own "Tao".

But later, this condition changed.

In the process of exploring the new path to becoming an immortal, Xue Yi finally discovered the new conditions for becoming an immortal.

The powerful cultivation remains unchanged, but the second condition has become a powerful luck.

Yes, luck.

Although luck has existed in various ways among cultivators since the ancient times, the cultivators' understanding of luck is not very good. In addition, whether there is luck or not does not affect the success of cultivation, so naturally no one cares too much.

However, since the immortal path was closed, luck has become more and more important. In the long exploration, Xue Yi gradually came up with a bold guess.

The immortal path has been monopolized by the Heavenly Dao. To become an immortal, you must be recognized by the Heavenly Dao. And the standard for being recognized by the Heavenly Dao is naturally luck, and it is extremely powerful luck.

As for the luck that reaches the standard of Heavenly Dao recognition, it must be at the level of the Son of Destiny.

Xue Yi hibernated in the cave for thousands of years, and waited until Chu Qing appeared before finally appearing in the world, because he found that the Son of Destiny he was waiting for finally appeared.

It's just that this son of luck is still too weak. He is so weak that he can only be regarded as a son of luck, and is far from being a son of destiny. Therefore, Xue Yi decided to help Chu Qing absorb luck until he becomes a son of destiny.

Along the way, as Chu Qing devoured more and more people, his luck became stronger and stronger. Especially after arriving in Wuling City, Chu Qing's luck rose steadily, and in the end it even faintly resonated with the way of heaven!

This means that Chu Qing finally harvested enough luck and became a son of destiny. Xue Yi can even feel that if the current situation continues to develop, then Chu Qing has a great probability of completely conquering Wuling City.

Because with the blessing of strong luck, any accident may happen. And all accidents will only develop in a direction that is beneficial to Chu Qing.

"It's time, kid. Thank you for your company during this time. I will walk the next road for you."

Xue Yi said lightly, and began to control the black fog to condense in the sky. Chu Qing was terrified. He not only found that the black fog was moving away from him, but also that an inexplicable force was draining from his body. Although he didn't know what was draining, he subconsciously thought that this force was very important to him!

"No! No! Senior, you can't do this to me! Aren't we symbiotic? If I die, you can't live either!"

Chu Qing pleaded half-begging and half-threatening. But Xue Yi smiled coldly and said, "Boy, you don't really think that everyone has to revolve around you, do you? Okay, if you have a bit of backbone, shut up!"

After that, Xue Yi stopped talking.

After repeated pleadings, Chu Qing finally realized the situation he was in and couldn't help but get angry. He yelled at Xue Yi: "Xue Yi, you despicable villain! You actually betrayed me! You XX XX, I XX XX..."

Chu Qing's scolding became more and more unpleasant, but Xue Yi was completely unmoved. The state of mind of a cultivator who has cultivated to his level has long been as peaceful as water. He would not take such filthy words seriously at all.

He focused all his attention on the black fog and was gathering all the black fog in the sky.

Whether he could cultivate to the Great Dao depended on this one move!

Everyone in Wuling City also noticed this scene. Most people did not understand what this scene represented, but subconsciously thought that this was Chu Qingxin's new move, so they formed a formation and prepared to fight the black fog to the death when it rushed down.

But a strong man in the Crossing Tribulation Realm like Lin Fengtian had vaguely sensed something.

Leng Lingyue flashed and returned to Lin Fengtian's side. She looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice: "Brother, what do you think that thing is?"

Lin Fengtian shook his head slowly: "I can't explain it clearly, but I feel that this thing seems not as simple as we imagined."

Even for a cultivator in the Crossing Tribulation Realm, the existence of luck is mysterious and mysterious, and many times it can only be understood but not expressed in words. Lin Fengtian had a feeling that the black fog was opening up a new path. However, the path was unclear and the cause and effect behind it were also in disarray, which made Lin Fengtian difficult to understand.

The black fog that gathered in the sky gradually turned into black clouds. Gradually, the originally dazzling sunlight also became dim, and an indescribable sense of oppression enveloped everyone's heart.

Lin Xiaoran looked up at the sky and nervously held the City Lord Seal. That was what Feng Shao left for her to control the city protection circle before he left, but now it became her psychological support.

Dai Zhixin also looked up at the sky. Such a scene had never appeared in the original plot, which made her feel a little uneasy.

Others also focused their attention on the sky. The inexplicable sense of oppression affected their senses and gave them a sense of unknown fear about the outcome of this battle.

Chu Qing was still yelling, but as time passed, his face became paler, and his originally young and handsome face was gradually covered with wrinkles. Unknowingly, he had gone from a young man in his early twenties to an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, and the rate of aging was still accelerating. But he didn't realize it at all, he just scolded Bloodwing on his own.

As for Blood Wing, he controls the black mist wholeheartedly and controls the cloud of destiny that has become one with the black mist. His heart was full of excitement and joy, because he had seen the door to immortality gradually opening!

The clouds are misty and the fairy spirit is permeated. It seems that the fairy sounds can be heard faintly lingering in the ears. He seemed to see the fairies and heavenly soldiers arrayed on both sides of the fairy gate, and the light of the avenue spread across the clouds. A golden dragon completely condensed from the cloud of luck hovered above it and let out an extremely clear dragon roar!

Suddenly, he suddenly realized - this was not an illusion!

This is the gate of true immortality! This is the road to immortality!

Hahahahaha! My blood wing can finally take this step! I will become the only true immortal in thousands of years! I will walk down a road no one has ever walked before!

Crack!

There seemed to be a thunder in the sky, and the black fog dissipated instantly. But after the black mist dissipated, a huge golden dragon several thousand meters long appeared in the sky, minding its own business and swimming in the clouds. The golden dragon carried awe-inspiring heavenly power, and the immense brilliance emanating from its body actually blocked the sun for a moment!

When the monks saw this scene, they all opened their eyes wide. At this moment, they couldn't tell whether they were more shocked or more frightened. The golden dragon beyond their knowledge has left them at a loss as to what to do. They subconsciously turned their attention to the elders of their sect, seeking a clear answer, but found that they were also looking at Jin Long with shocked eyes.

Is this Tianwei? Or a miracle?

At this time, Chu Qing had fallen to the ground weakly. He muttered curses uneasily.

"Bloodwing, I will fuck you, you ****, I will fuck you..."

His mind was already blurred, and he was looking at the sky with dull eyes, as if he saw a door to the sky opening to him. Behind the Heavenly Gate, countless fairies with peerless beauty were waving to him. They were scantily clad, yet they exuded an awe-inspiring aura. They looked dignified, but there was a hint of provocation in their smiles.

Chu Qing unconsciously showed a beautiful smile, and her saliva flowed down uncontrollably.

"What's mine, everything is mine. The fairy is mine, and the avenue is mine. The opportunity is mine, and the artifact is still mine. The whole world is mine, the whole fairyland is mine..."

As he was dying, he seemed to hear someone calling his name.

It seems to be Miao Fengyan? Or Xu Mingyu? Or Yang Youqing or Gu Sheng?

It doesn't matter anymore.

There are so many fairies waiting for him, why should he hang himself on these women?

He stumbled towards the Heavenly Gate with a smile on his face, until the radiance of the Heavenly Gate completely engulfed his figure...

At this time, a dark red figure appeared where Chu Qing originally stood. The figure was generally human-shaped, but a pair of wings sprouted from its back. The wings are bright red, as if they were condensed with blood, and are crystal clear.

That figure is Blood Wing.

Xueyi lowered his head and glanced at Chu Qing, who was silent, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

"Can such a person be regarded as a son of destiny? Heaven's way, heaven's way, you are nothing more than that!"

Chu Qing's body became more and more shriveled up. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Chu Qing's body gradually collapsed and dissipated like flying sand, drifting away with the wind and disappearing between heaven and earth.