Sharp roaring.

The ancient lady's facial features became distorted and ferocious.

She never expected that a weapon could resist the luck of the entire region drawn out by the big tripod one after another!

Although she was in charge of the cauldron and relied on secret techniques, she could only mobilize a very faint trace of luck.

No matter how weak it is, it is also luck in the whole region.

It's not something that can be stopped by any weapon.

Not to mention Chen Daolin, even if Chen Daojun is present, facing this faint trace of luck, the ancient lady thought that the other party would be facing a great enemy!

Chen Daolin hid behind Wufeng and heard the stern roar of the ancient lady, he was also confused.

Wufeng has the characteristic of attenuating energy. He knew it when he killed the old man guarding the tomb.

But Qi and Qi are two different things at all.

It is too incredible that no front can block the erosion of luck in the entire region!

"ah!"

The old lady who was fragile and frustrated screamed.

The singing of the miserable song sounded again.

The hunched and old body danced again.

It seems to be a prayer of ancient witchcraft, with each syllable and every movement showing strangeness and weirdness.

However, on the wrinkled face, there was no calmness and calmness that had just happened, and replaced by an indescribable anger.

And this time, she aging faster than before!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

...

The hanging cauldron made dull sounds one after another.

A series of golden lights of luck flew out of the cauldron and swept towards Chen Daolin and Wufeng below.

The seemingly light golden light is filled with the power of luck, which is extremely terrifying.

Chen Daolin gritted his teeth hard, his expression was determined, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

"If Wufeng can withstand the golden light of luck several times, then I will have a chance to break through until I am old and immortal!"

He secretly thought that he had resisted the golden light of luck twice in a row. The second time he deliberately exploded and fought with Wufeng with all his might. The distance he finally retreated was less than one meter.

The attacks of the golden light of luck are intermittent.

As long as he breaks forward more than one meter in each intermittent gap, he can get closer to the ancient lady little by little.

Of course, the prerequisite for all calculations is... Wufeng can hold on!

clang!

The first golden light of luck hit the Wufeng heavy sword.

"ah!"

Chen Daolin's eyes widened and roared.

In an instant, the energy broke out of the body, and the muscles in the body rose inch by inch, trying their best to resist the impact force that was greatly weakened by Wufeng.

The ground under your feet directly turns into powder and sinks.

Just like Chen Daolin expected, this time he also retreated less than one meter.

Taking advantage of the second golden light, he exerted force with his feet and took a big step forward directly against Wufeng.

As soon as it landed.

The second golden light arrived as scheduled.

clang!

The sound of metal attacks is deafening.

The golden light cleansed, forming a shock wave visible to the naked eye and raged towards the surroundings. Everything along the way was turned into powder by the seemingly ethereal shock wave, and the Gu family guards turned into a bunch of blood mist as before.

Everything was the same as Chen Daolin expected.

The moment he was knocked back less than one meter, he exerted his force again and rushed forward.

When the footsteps landed, the third golden light also fell directly.

clang!

The golden light of luck fell on the edge of the brink of no sign, and the golden light washed away.

Chen Daolin retreated again, but relied on the Wufeng to resist the golden light of luck. After being knocked back, he immediately rushed forward. Although the distance he advanced was very short, it was indeed feasible.

"Damn it!"

The ancient lady narrowed her eyes and showed her fierce light.

She never expected that the situation that she thought she was undefeated was reversed by a sword in Chen Daolin's hand. If Chen Daolin was asked to bring the distance closer a little bit, the final result would be really hard to say.

clang!

clang!

clang!

...

A series of golden lights of luck swept out from the cauldron and kept hitting the sword without a sharp edge.

The seemingly stalemate situation was, as Chen Daolin gradually narrowed the distance with the ancient lady, and the victory balance quietly deviated.

The ancient lady's singing and dancing speed became more and more rapid, and her eyes gradually became less pious as she was originally.

Circles of golden light waves swept out from the sword without sharp edges, spreading lightly towards the surroundings, destroying the place where they pass, plowing the courtyard and sweeping the cave.

And further away, Gu's guards still came shouting and killing him.

But when they collided with the golden light, they turned into a bunch of blood mist.

The Guards behind the Gu family were completely shocked by this strange scene. When they realized and ran away, the golden light had approached, and then a bunch of blood mist bloomed in the sky like plum blossoms.

The seemingly slow ripples of golden light are as fast as lightning.

With an unstoppable momentum, the place where Chen Daolin and the ancient ladies quickly turned into blank, and as more and more golden ripples rippled out, the distance was also growing rapidly.

clang!

Another golden light of luck hit Wufeng.

Amid the loud metal collision, there was a slight "click" sound mixed with it.

It sounds like glass shattering, and the sound is very light.

But Chen Daolin, who was fully focused, clearly captured this sound.

In an instant, his face changed drastically and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"Wufeng... can't hold on?"

Before he could think about it, he fixed his body, and then gritted his teeth and took another step forward.

As soon as he landed, his right foot staggered a little.

Holding Wufeng tightly for a long time, even if Wufeng greatly weakens and decays the impact of the golden light of luck, the impact that is really transmitted to his body is very small, but it accumulates again and again, the quantitative change is enough to cause a qualitative change!

Chen Daolin's face turned a little pale, his internal organs had already been churning, and the strong tearing sensation made him unable to control his body shape.

But the situation in front of us is indecisive.

Of course, he never thought about retreating!

clang!

The golden light of luck fell on the Wufeng heavy sword again.

With the loud roar, the sound that was like the shattering of glass fell into Chen Daolin's ears again.

The powerful impact force made Chen Daolin retreat again.

It was exactly the same as before, and with all his strength, he still retreated less than a meter.

But this time, as soon as he stabilized his body, his face suddenly turned pale, and a stream of blood rushed directly into his mouth.

However, he let out a muffled groan and forced the blood to swallow back into his stomach.

On the other side.

The ancient lady who was concentrating on singing and dancing suddenly had a stern look.
To be continued...