Fantasy: Start Rewarding 100 Consecutive Draws

Rumble!

Just as Lu Chuan and Guitou were fighting fiercely, the gate at the edge of the Qiyun battlefield burst open.

Yin-yang and five elements, earth, water, fire, and wind, chaotic energy surged towards the interior of the luck battlefield.

At the same time, bursts of crazy roars continued to sound, and after that, countless alien races swarmed in.

A birdman with white wings, an orc with bat wings, a monster with three heads...

There are countless races!

"This is the virtual world!"

"Hahaha! After tens of thousands of years, we are finally here again! I want to..."

Puff puff!

Laughing wildly up to the sky, one after another muffled sounds came suddenly.

The bodies of these alien races exploded like inflated balloons, blood and minced meat of various colors splashed everywhere.

"Quickly rewind, the prohibition here does not allow people with a cultivation level above the transformation stage to enter!"

"Not good! It's too late!"

There were endless screams, followed by cluster explosions.

It lasted for almost half a stick of incense, and all the aliens who rushed in first died.

"The restriction has not changed. It is still the ninth floor of the highest refining period. It's just that the door has been broken, and the number and race of entry are no longer restricted."

A voice sounded from outside the door, and then a birdman with white wings came in.

"Xiantian World, the Gate of Myriad Tribulations! It has been tens of thousands of years, I never thought that the restriction of the Gate of Myriad Tribulations is still so unbreakable!"

The man sighed, with a hideous smile all over his face.

"But it doesn't matter, with our monks, it is enough to completely occupy this place!"

Laughter was endless, and countless alien races swarmed in, and then rushed towards the direction of the central giant city.

"What's going on? What a messy atmosphere!"

Lu Chuan, who was fighting fiercely with the ghost head, frowned, and a cloud of aura was approaching rapidly in the distance, so many that he couldn't tell them apart.

"Damn it, I've been tricked!"

Guitou's face changed wildly. He spent so much money to plot the dark dragon and Mo Nu, but he didn't expect that the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind him. He was an oriole, but there was a hunter standing behind.

"Hahaha! Humans, die!"

"Go to hell! Lowly human!"

There was endless laughter, and after that, a large group of alien races rushed in.

"It's over! It's over now!"

Seeing those alien races, Hei Yi's already sinking heart sank into a trough.

Manu belongs to the lowest race outside the territory, and is the food of all races.

I thought that I would be able to stand up and get rid of entering the battlefield of luck, but I didn't expect it to be just a futile struggle.

"Judgment!"

"Shenguang!"

"The end of darkness!"

"The sea of ​​blood is surging!"

"Mountain of corpses!"

Countless attack skills were displayed with all their strength, and even Lu Chuan did not dare to underestimate them in the slightest.

The strange power of darkness, the dazzling sword aura, and the terrifying ghostly aura all came to Lu Chuande in the blink of an eye.

After all, they are alien races living outside the territory, each of which holds powerful power.

However, when these attacks approached Lu Chuan, they suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"how so?"

Guitou and the others were full of horror, but they didn't know that the two sword lights had already flown hundreds of meters behind them and disappeared as if they were attacking.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

A sound like cloth being torn into the ears, several aliens only felt a pain in the chest, and then the consciousness quickly disappeared, not even the soul remained.

A blood-red roulette rose behind his back, drawing blood and soul from the battlefield to replenish Lu Chuan's consumption.

"It's just a few weak scum like cannon fodder, call your mother!"

"Boom!"

The alien race's strength is really powerful. Although there is no large-scale space collapse because the space is very tough, there are still countless space cracks in the place where everyone fought fiercely.

It's just that all the surrounding Monu died tragically, and their bodies turned into disgusting sticky matter scattered on the ground.

Lu Chuan and Guitou were evenly matched, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

With their cultivation base reaching their level, every gesture has great power.

Unless it is suppressed by the level of cultivation, ordinary monks cannot get close without any special means.

"It looks like the human and the ghost will have to fight for a while, I have to stay away, so as not to be accidentally injured!"

Hei Yi muttered, subconsciously trying to avoid it.

However, just when he was planning to evacuate quietly, he found that invisible barriers appeared around him at some point, and he couldn't escape.

"what happened?"

With a horrified expression on Hei Yi's face, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of Tianmen, and found that the door was shining with a precious light.

"Hehehe, that's a good trick! Since you can imprison the surrounding space without anyone noticing it, why don't you show yourself? Why do you have to behave like a turtle!"

Guitou also noticed something was wrong, a sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted towards Tianmen.

No one answered him, only the screams and crazy roars around him.

"Hehe, don't hide, you all come out!"

Lu Chuan glanced around for a week, and then firmly locked on to an open space.

The battle between him and the ghost head was too fierce, no matter if it was the dark dragon, Monu, or other alien races, they dared not approach.

"Yes, you can actually find my hiding place!"

As Lu Chuan's words fell to the ground, a hoarse voice followed.

After that, the space where Lu Chuan was pointing at suddenly distorted, and a tall and strong figure appeared in front of him.

Three meters in length, with three heads and six arms, he is somewhat similar to Nezha, the great god of the Santai Haihui.

It's just that this person is wearing bone armor and holding a bone sickle, which looks very strange.

One of the three heads is a weird bird head, the other is a ferocious wolf head, and the middle one is a rough human face.

The three heads are all different, and the six arms are also different.

A pair of mantis-like knife arms, two octopus-like tentacles, and finally human hands.

"what are you?"

Looking at this strange-looking guy, Lu Chuan asked.

"I'm your daddy! Call me daddy obediently, and I'll spare your life."

The man chuckled twice, unexpectedly he was also a troll.

"Just you are my father? What? But I have to thank you for your kindness! Although I want to kill you!"

With a roar, Lu Chuan swung his arm tightly holding the Zhannu Sword, and the dazzling sword light flew out.

After that, Lu Chuan followed closely and kicked him hard.

This grotesque guy is also at the ninth level of the Qi refining stage, but the pressure he brings to Lu Chuan is extremely huge, far surpassing the ghosts and other alien races.

He alone puts more pressure on Lu Chuan than the two ghost heads.