The big hand seal of Daojun Maori was shattered by a loud roar from the golden dragon! The square was silent in an instant!

The Taoist Lord of Mao Ri is in the upper realm of emptiness, and it is only one step away from becoming an immortal, but Yan Chuan is only in the Qi realm!

If you are in the mortal world, the Qi Realm is an amazing strength, but in front of the Taoist Lord of Mao Ri, you will be an ant.

But in front of you, the ant possessed the lucky golden dragon, and actually blocked the attack of the quasi-immortal? Even if you do it casually, even if it is just merit and Dharma images, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!

All the cultivators held their breath and watched this incredible scene.

The lucky golden dragon looked at the merits and Dharma appearances on the opposite side with great glory.

"The strategy of the gods is my own, and it is the destiny of heaven! On the day of Mao, do you want to go against the heavens?" Yan Chuan shouted coldly.

"Hahahahaha, luck and golden dragon? It's like my merits and Dharma appearances. You really taught people all over the world a lesson. Unfortunately, no one can imagine what I like about Maori!" Daojun Maori said in a gloomy tone.

With a wave of his hand, a bell suddenly appeared in his palm! The bell is not a real thing, it seems to be condensed with the power of merit.

But even so, it is also a magic weapon for refining in the upper virtual realm, and its power is naturally great.

"Dingling!"

As the bell shook, a white light wave suddenly appeared in the void, and suddenly washed away towards the lucky golden dragon.

"Want to shake me away? Ha!" The lucky golden dragon sneered.

"Squeeze!"

On the back of Yan Chuan's original body, the Jade Emperor's sword suddenly soared into the sky.

As soon as the Jade Emperor sword came out, a dark evil spirit rushed towards the opposite side.

A huge sword aura suddenly burst out, facing the bell in the palm of Daojun Maori.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the sound of the bell and the sword agitated, and the two forces suddenly became stalemate.

"Buzz!"

The two magic weapons in the void are stuck together, and the fortune and fortune of the golden dragon, and the merits are the same, and huge forces collide with each other, and hurricanes are rising in the sky.

"Golden Dragon of Luck?" In the voice of the Taoist Lord on the Ri Mao, he was determined to become stronger and stronger.

"The closer you are to the holy land, the greater your power. You are now, you are from the holy land of Dazhao. The power must be much smaller. When you retreat now, I can pretend that I didn't see it. Otherwise, I will let your merits collapse and your Dharma image collapse!" The lucky golden dragon suddenly showed a ferocious face.

The countless cultivators below have opened their mouths and petrified at this moment.

"What did I hear?"

"Are you kidding? Yan Chuan is threatening the Taoist Lord Maori?"

"It's true. Yan Chuan is really threatening Daojun Maori. He's crazy, he's really crazy!"

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Countless voices of disbelief came from all directions, and the realm of Shangxu, Li Xianren was also a step forward, Yan Chuan was a Qi realm, threatening the realm of Shangxu?

The Tianshu Conference is here, it is no longer described as shocking. It’s too crazy! What did I see?

There are worries, excitement, contempt, and all kinds of emotions are found around the bottom.

But the Jade Emperor Sword really restrained the bell of the Daojun Maori.

On the side of Daojun on the side of the Daoist Lord of Mao Ri, the Holy Son of Gu Yue twitched wildly, and there was a burst of jealousy in his eyes.

Fengshen Ce? With Fengshen Ce, can you compete with your father? Why is Yan Chuan so lucky to get Fengshen Ce besides the Jade Emperor Sword? But I don’t have the magic weapon to show off?

Blocking my father?

After the Holy Son of Gu Yue was jealous, he also felt Yan Chuan's terrible growth rate.

He lowered his head and saw that the Holy Son of Gu Yue happened to see the broken platform, Yan Chuan's body was surrounded by a lot of luck.

Yan Chuan's original body closed his eyes, as if he was controlling the huge lucky golden dragon.

The Holy Son of Gu Yue narrowed his eyes.

"Original? As long as I destroy your original body, no matter how great your ability is, I will definitely die!" A sudden hatred in the eyes of the Holy Son of Gu Yue.

He did what he said, and turned into a meteor and shot quickly towards Yan Chuan.

"call out!"

He held a long sword in his hand, as if he was going to kill Yan Chuan in an instant.

Yan Chuan, who controlled the luck of the Golden Dragon, naturally saw the actions of the Holy Son of Gu Yue at a glance, and instantly saw through his purpose.

A sudden annoyance in his eyes.

"Un~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

As the roar was roaring, the golden dragon suddenly shone brightly, and it was fierce and burst out with extremely powerful power.

"boom!"

The power of the Jade Emperor Sword skyrocketed, and a big impact, the air shook violently, and a huge sky explosion blew the entire Julu City.

"boom!"

The bell of Daojun Maori was shattered and the Jade Emperor sword was shocked back.

The dragon twisted its body, and the dragon's tail suddenly flicked, and it was swung hard at the Holy Son of Gu Yue.

"ah!"

When the Holy Son of Gu Yue saw the dragon's tail swaying, his face changed and screamed in shock.

"boom!"

Under the huge impact, the Holy Son of Gu Yue flew out with a bang, and the void storm broke out.

"puff!"

In the air, the Holy Son of Gu Yue immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Son of the Holy Son!" Chang San rushed up to support him in an instant, but this huge force was too strong to win.

The moment Chang San supported the Holy Son of Gu Yue, the huge force was divided into Chang San's body.

"puff!"

Chang San spit out a mouthful of blood. The two of them flew back for several miles before slowly stopping. At this moment, their eyes were filled with horror.

"The power of the Gods' Strategy? This is the power of the Gods' Strategy!" The Holy Son of Gu Yue screamed.

Of course, what Gu Yue Saint Son didn't know was that this was not the power of the Gods' Strategy, but the power of luck. The vast fortune was mastered by Yan Chuan. As an emperor, if you master luck, you can exert a huge power.

"No big or small!" The lucky golden dragon shouted in a deep voice.

This sound, I don’t know whether it was to scold the Holy Son of Gu Yue overestimate himself or to scold the Taoist Lord Mao Ri for being shameless! Or I scolded the two of them together in one sentence.

"Squeeze!"

The Jade Emperor Sword suddenly flew towards Yan Chuan's original body. It stopped in mid-air and suddenly changed into one, one changed into ten, ten changed into one hundred!

"Squeeze!" "Squeeze!" "Squeeze!" "Squeeze!"

In a blink of an eye, thousands of Jade Emperor swords appeared in all directions of the original Doutai.

"Bang!"

Thousands of Jade Emperor Swords suddenly burst out with vast sword energy, sweeping across the entire Doutai.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Chuan was wrapped in billions of sword energy.

"Jade Emperor Sword Formation?" The Saint Son of Gu Yue recognized him again in the distance.

The Jade Emperor Sword Formation defends the original body of Yan Chuan.

The lucky golden dragon, with its teeth and claws, pounced towards the Taoist Lord of Maori.

"Un~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The huge dragon roar rushed straight towards him, and the Taoist lord's merits and Dharma images suddenly became angry.

"You're so damn, how dare you?" Maori Daojun roared.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Daojun of Mao Ri seemed to transform into the sun, and a terrifying fire swept towards the lucky golden dragon, as if a sea of ​​fire was gushing out.

"boom!"

In an instant, the lucky golden dragon was submerged in the sea.

"And!" In the sea of ​​fire, the golden dragon of luck roared continuously.

"You are evil, dare to insult me, Mao Ri. Today, I will let you destroy both body and spirit!" Daojun Mao Ri in the void shouted.

"boom!"
To be continued...