Chapter 407 Infinite Clone Wang Yu Cried

The status of the prehistoric way of heaven in the prehistoric world can be explained in different ways.

That is an existence that even saints dare not disobey.

The monk who just thought about devouring the prehistoric way of heaven couldn't help but shudder.

Regardless of cultivation level, state, or heart, all are trembling!

"He... shouldn't be that stupid, right?" Zhao Gongming and San Xiao looked at each other, and Bi Xiao hesitated in his words.

They believed that Wang Yu was not such a stupid person and would not do such a thing as swallowing the way of heaven. At least, he would not do it at his current level of cultivation and strength.

But the current situation, it is obvious that he is preparing to devour the way of heaven...

No, it’s not preparation, it’s already being done!

"Okay, okay, you are so crazy that you are seeking your own death. How wonderful!"

In the Dingguang Temple, the other immortals looked at the excited long-eared Dingguang Immortal, and all of them frowned.

Although they are enemies, no matter what, they are still members of the same sect.

If you have a grudge, you can take action, as long as you don't kill him, there will be no problem!

However, just like now, they felt that it was a bit too much to take pleasure in others' misfortunes and even curse them.

Jin Guanxian looked at Long Er Dingguangxian for a long time, stood up without saying a word, and left slowly.

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's wild laughter stopped abruptly, and he stared at the back of Jinhuan Immortal with a faint look.

He didn't ask or stop him, he just looked at him quietly, without blinking, which seemed a little penetrating.

Jin Guanxian seemed to have noticed nothing and walked out of Dingguang Temple on his own without even looking back.

After him, the other immortals suddenly stood up one after another and walked out, without even speaking to Chang Er Dingguang Immortal.

Soon, only Jin Guangxian was left in the hall.

He was a little confused and looked at the empty seats on the left and right. Those places were supposed to be occupied by his brothers.

But now, it was all empty. He and Chang'er Dingguangxian were the only two people left in the entire hall.

When their eyes met, Jin Guangxian felt that his heart seemed empty.

"Why, why did it become like this?" Jin Guangxian couldn't believe it. He still didn't understand. Even though everything was fine, why did he suddenly feel like his family was ruined and his wife and children were separated?

This feeling is extremely uncomfortable. Standing in the hall, I feel that I am so heavy and yet so light.

It's like the inside has been hollowed out, feeling empty, and then some stones have been filled in, making it heavy and cold.

"Aren't you... going to leave?" Chang'er Dingguangxian stared at Jin Guangxian expressionlessly for a long time before he spoke.

The voice was like billions of years of ice, making people feel cold all over after listening to it.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have gotten into such big trouble!"

"I shouldn't have stood up for my disciples, so I should have allowed my disciples to be bullied. I shouldn't have taken action against my fellow disciples!"

"I shouldn't have treated him..."

"Everything I did wrong was my fault. I will bear all the consequences alone and it has nothing to do with you!"

The empty hall echoed with cold words, and Jin Guangxian walked out of the hall stiffly like a puppet.

The warm sunshine fell from the sky and fell on my body, frozen by the infinite coldness.

Bang~

Jin Guangxian's body trembled violently, and he finally woke up. When he looked back in disbelief, he saw a tightly closed door.

In the past, there were no restrictions on them, and they could enter and exit the Dingguang Temple at will. At this time... it has been completely closed!

"Wrong...wrong?"

Jin Guangxian murmured.

He stood outside Dingguang Temple for a long time. After all, the door of Dingguang Temple did not open again. I don’t know how long it took, but he finally left!

"Long ears!" In the endless sea of ​​time and space, Duobao glanced at the Dingguang Temple, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Aren't you going to take action yet? That kid is really brave...so provoking the way of heaven. Waiting for luck, luck will be exhausted, and the punishment from heaven will come, but it will really be irreversible."

Beside Duobao, Taoist monk Ran Deng said urgently.

He is not concerned about the rebellion between the brothers of Chang'er Dingguangxian and others, it has no interest for him.

All living beings have emotions and changes. After experiencing things, they will undergo huge changes!

It’s so normal for brothers to turn against each other, families to be destroyed, wives to be separated, etc.!

He's tired of seeing it!

At this time, he looked at Wang Yu, and Wang Yu's figure was reflected in his old eyes.

Above its head, there are two purple qi, which are thick and dense and form pillars, reaching straight into the sky and the earth.

One represents luck, the other represents luck!

There are four colors of luck and fortune: white, green, red, purple.

Among them, white represents ordinary creatures, which can be said to be all living things;

Cyan is noble, representing the powerful class. In ordinary ancient times, it was the gentry among scholars, farmers, industry and merchants. Most of them were officials or had officials in their families;

Red represents respect, representing the ruling class, which is king, respect, and emperor. This is true for general prime ministers, generals, princes, and emperors;

Therefore, to praise a person's promising future, one would say that a person is red or purple, and red is a king, and purple is an emperor.

Purple is the most noble, the most noble, and represents the founding emperors, famous generals, and prime ministers, such as Qin Shihuang, Bai Qi, Xiang Yu, Han Xin, Liu Bang, Li Shimin, Zhu Yuanzhang, etc.

Of course, there are also those who are not the founding emperors, but are able to achieve extremely brilliant achievements, and they are also so lucky, such as Liu Che and Zhu Di!

However, even if these founding emperors were lucky enough to be purple, they could only dominate the country, dominate the contemporary world, and create a prosperous age.

Although he is only a mortal emperor, in the world of monks, his strength is not enough, and his structure is universal.

Those with bright red and big purple luck must be possessed by monks who are at least Jinxian or above, while those with full purple luck must be possessed by monks from Taiyi or even Daluo Jinxian.

Even if a saint arrives, in the eyes of ordinary mortals, it is just purple energy traveling thirty thousand miles from the east.

This thirty thousand miles of purple energy is the manifestation of the saint's fortune.

Of course, it cannot completely represent the fortune and luck of the saint, but it is enough to illustrate the power of purple luck and luck!

Of course Wang Yu is far inferior to a saint, but his luck is extremely high, especially his luck in the three directions of human race, Jiejiao, heaven and earth (luck brought by innate karma), which is even more comparable to some

The top Daluo is even an ordinary quasi-sage.

Looking at the simplicity of luck and fortune, looking at ancient and modern times, there are few that can compare with it in the same situation!

In this way, based on the actual luck, the luck will be 2,300 miles.

But now, these strong luck and luck are being consumed rapidly with Wang Yu's movements!

At that speed, even the most powerful quasi-sages like Ran Deng and Duobao couldn't help but twitch at the corner of their eyes and feel extremely distressed!

You must know that luck and luck are different from other things. Even to their level, they are useful and rare!

Just consumed like this...

"Don't worry, he is not that kind of reckless person. He must have his reasons for doing this..." Duobao didn't stop him, he just stared at Wang Yu, ready to stop him.

He believed in his disciple, but at the same time, he also understood the consequences of running out of luck and luck.

Therefore, he planned to take a look first and give his disciple some time. If by the time his luck and luck were about to be exhausted, he still hadn't completed what he wanted to do, then he would take action anyway!

"Just have an idea!" Taoist Randeng took a deep look at Duobao and didn't say much, knowing that this was not the time to say these words.

He was also staring at Wang Yu. In fact, he had the same guess as Duobao, but he couldn't figure out what Wang Yu wanted to do!

With the external appearance of swallowing up all the heavens and worlds, what should we do internally?

Even he, the most powerful quasi-sage, can’t understand it!

It can be calculated even if you can't see clearly. After all, you are an immortal, so calculating is basically equivalent to your basic ability!

But the problem is...Randeng Taoist glanced at Duobao slightly and sighed secretly.

The problem is, Jie Jiao is too fond of this boy, and he doesn't seem to care much about it. Even after encountering trouble, few elders come out, as if he has no elders!

But in fact, secretly, the powerful people of Jiejiao didn't protect this kid too tightly!

Needless to say, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao, Jin Ling, Wudang and so on, Duobao had already blocked that kid's secret, and even the Sage of Shangqing took action later.

This led to the fact that the ordinary general information about that kid didn't matter, but the deep-level information, even if it was a saint, could not be seen clearly or calculated unless several saints joined forces.

"This kid... is really..." thinking about it, Taoist Ran Deng couldn't help but feel a little envious, being protected by so many people.

"However, you can't be arrogant because of your favor. If what you do this time is not worthy of the luck and luck you have consumed..."

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"The idea is right and feasible...but the consumption of luck and luck is a bit high."
To be continued...