Fantasy: Start Rewarding 100 Consecutive Draws

Seeing the appearance of licking the dog, Lu Chuan suddenly became nervous.

Lu Chuan did not bring the Silver Moon Wolf into the palace this time. The Silver Moon Wolf was too low-level and too big to be easily exposed.

It is indeed a lot more convenient to lose the Silver Moon Wolf, but new troubles have also appeared.

For example, I can't understand what the dog is saying!

"dangerous?"

Lu Chuan asked tentatively, and Licking Dog immediately began to nod frantically.

"very dangerous?"

The licking dog continued to nod.

"How dangerous is it?"

Hearing Lu Chuan's words, the licking dog was stunned for a moment, then stretched out two paws and started gesticulating.

"A fifth-level spirit beast? Or a cultivator at the transformation stage?"

The licking dog thought for a while, and stretched out a paw.

"It's a cultivator in the transformation stage!"

Before Lu Chuan could speak, Chu Yun next to him immediately gave a reply.

"How did you find out?"

Lu Chuan looked confused, are these two communicating with each other?

What does a dog's paw have to do with a cultivator in the Transformation Stage?

But doubts are doubts, and what should be considered must be considered.

If there is really a cultivator at the transformation stage behind the door, then there is only one dead end to go in.

"Is it going to come in?"

Putting away the Qingfeng sword, Lu Chuan held the Junzi sword hanging on his waist in his hand.

For Jun Zijian, the stage of becoming a god is not a problem at all.

But what Lu Chuan is more concerned about now is, is the stage of transformation into a god really worth his use of the gentleman's sword?

This life-saving thing can only be used once, and after it is used, it will be targeted by Tiandao. Junzijian will not help him unless he gets a treasure that can shield the perception of heaven.

"Cultivation cultivator, do you want to go in?"

Lu Chuan hesitated, and Chu Yun also hesitated.

Unlike Lu Chuan, although Chu Yun also has life-saving things, it is far inferior to the Junzijian, and Chu Yun's life-saving things are not enough for monks in the transformation stage.

It is not without reason that the stage of transforming gods and the stage of refining qi are called the gap between immortals and mortals.

If you step over the past, you will reach the sky in one step, and you will have a thousand years of life.

If you can't get through, it's like a handful of loess, dissipating between the sky and the earth.

The strength of a cultivator at the transformation stage is not comparable to that at the stage of qi refining. Ten 9th floor monks at the condensing stage may be able to kill a 1st stage at the qi refining stage, but none of the 9th floor cultivators at the 100 qi refining stage are not at the stage of transformation. One stroke enemy.

The gap between the two can no longer be made up by quantity.

"Seek wealth and wealth! Enter!"

After hesitating for a few breaths, Chu Yun gritted his teeth and decided to go in.

"Okay then, let's save our own lives!"

Lu Chuan nodded, and hugged the dog from Chu Yun's arms.

Walking cautiously to the front of the gate, Chu Yun stretched out his hand and pressed it.

"Be careful."

Lu Chuan reminded me.

"It's okay, just touch it, anyway, it won't be..."

boom!

Ka Ka Ka!

Before Chu Yun could finish his words, he saw the seemingly heavy door slowly open.

Chu Yun: "???"

Lu Chuan: "???"

Although he couldn't figure out what was going on, Lu Chuan immediately became alert.

As the door opened, all the scenes inside came into view.

A golden chair, a figure with bowed head, nothing else.

"Woo..."

The threatening sound of licking the dog sounded again, and a pair of dog eyes fixed on the man on the chair, and his whole body tensed up.

The door opened, and the figures of Lu Chuan and Chu Yun also appeared in front of them. But the man on the chair didn't look up, didn't even move.

"Go, take a closer look!"

After winking at Chu Yun, Lu Chuan approached cautiously.

When they reached a distance of about ten meters, Chu Yun and Lu Chuan stopped at the same time.

"Junior Lu Chuan, meet senior!"

"Junior Chu Yun, pay respects to senior!"

The two saluted the person on the chair, but the other person still didn't respond.

Looking at each other, Chu Yun took two steps back, while Lu Chuan took three steps forward.

"Junior Lu Chuan, meet senior!"

He saluted again to the person in front of him, but still did not get a response.

Lu Chuan's eyes were flickering, his right hand was tightly grasping the hilt of the gentleman's sword, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Chuan took a few steps forward, and then kicked him hard.

boom!

The dull sound echoed around, Lu Chuan did not kick the target, but was blocked by a transparent shield.

It's not translucent like the aura shield, but truly pure and transparent.

The shield constructed by aura is faintly visible to the naked eye, and the color is also somewhat different according to the different attributes of the cultivation technique.

The Kuanglong Zhantianjue is a skill without attributes, and the color of the aura is translucent. If it is some kind of fire-attribute technique, the cultivated spiritual energy will wear a faint red color.

However, there are very few exercises with attributes, and they can be easily restrained, so not many people are willing to practice.

The shield that blocks Lu Chuan is different, it is purely transparent.

Lu Chuan's eyes were much sharper than those of ordinary monks, but he still couldn't see the existence of the protective shield, but he could vaguely feel that there was something blocking the front with his perception.

"Little baby, you are not very old, but you have such a bad temper."

An old voice came, and Lu Chuan couldn't help but tremble all over.

This voice did not come from the front, but appeared directly in the mind.

In other words, someone was having a soul-to-soul conversation with him.

"The junior has offended, please ask the senior to make amends."

Lu Chuan hurriedly bowed, but his hands holding Junzi's sword were clenched even tighter.

"It doesn't matter! Young people must have a heart that is not afraid of the world. If you are timid, you might as well find a place to lie down and die."

"Senior is grand! Why do you stay here if you dare to ask senior's name?"

Lu Chuan replied neither humble nor overbearing, and then waited for the other party to continue.

"This seat is Chu Xiu, the sixth emperor of the Chu Kingdom. After his death, he sat down here, leaving his inheritance to wait for those who are destined."

"Opportunity? I wonder if this junior has a chance?"

Hearing the words of this man who called himself Chu Xiu, Lu Chuan's face suddenly showed surprise.

"The fate is determined, it needs to be from the blood of my Chu family. Although your cultivation and aptitude far surpass Chu Yun, you are not from the blood of the Chu family, so you cannot get the inheritance of this work."

"That's it!"

Lu Chuan was disappointed, and looked at Chu Yun next to him, with a jealous expression on his face.

"Although you can't get the inheritance of this seat, it is a chance to come here. Inside the three doors at the back are the exercises, skills, and magic weapons that this seat has collected. You can choose one of each. Remember, you can't be greedy, just You can choose the same."

"Ah? Thank you, senior, thank you, senior!"

Lu Chuan let out a cry of surprise, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

"Go quickly, it's just inside the three doors behind."

Lu Chuan turned around and hurriedly ran back, but when he entered the door immediately, he suddenly stopped.