Fantasy: Start Rewarding 100 Consecutive Draws

The battlefield of luck is located in a different space, which used to be a part of the Xutian world, but was later separated by the strong men of the Wanjiemen and became an independent different space.

The existence and operation of the luck battlefield is not particularly difficult to understand.

Collect the power of luck floating between the heaven and the earth, and then redistribute it according to the performance.

The power of luck will not be consumed, it will only circulate continuously.

After a hundred years have passed, the gathered power of luck pervades the world again, and the next reincarnation begins.

But understanding is understandable, but it is too difficult to do it.

Even the superpowers like the Three Sovereigns of Zhongzhou who have reached the limit of this world can't do it. It's really unimaginable for the powerhouse of Wanjiemen to do this.

"The battlefield of luck, it seems that my chance has come. If there are no accidents, my cultivation should be able to reach the limit of the refining stage in the battlefield of luck, and maybe I can directly break through and become the stage of transforming gods."

Lu Chuan murmured, and then crushed the token Qin Xiuyuan gave him.

This is the ticket to enter the luck battlefield. Every hundred years, it will automatically float out of the luck battlefield and fall in front of the leaders of various forces.

I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed, and the luck battlefield is still operating normally.

After crushing the token, Lu Chuan's figure disappeared in place.

And just before that, an unknown number of people in the entire Xutian world had already entered first.

The battlefield of luck is a grand event in the entire Xutian world, and no force dares to ignore it.

Indoor disciples, personal disciples, and true disciples, as long as their cultivation base is in the Qi refining stage, they will all be sent in.

Even if 99% of the disciples are dead, as long as one person comes back alive, it will bring great benefits to his sect.

Entering the luck battlefield this time, Lu Chuan did not dare to be careless.

This time it is not a small broken place like Chu State and Qi State, but the entire Xutian world.

Apart from the Three Sovereigns of Zhongzhou, disciples from an unknown number of forces would enter.

It can even be said that there are countless monks who suppressed their cultivation for this day, just to get a good result in the battlefield of luck.

Just look at Qin Jue to see how strong the monks in Xizhou, Nanzhou, and Beizhou are.

What a terrifying talent in the stage of becoming a god in his teens.

In order to participate in the luck battlefield, these monks practiced hard for decades and refused to advance to the stage of transforming gods, for this reason.

And that's not counting, don't forget that Dongzhou's overall strength is the worst.

If there is no accident, there must be many monks similar to Lu Chuan this time.

Not to mention being invincible at the same level, but it is definitely easy for one person to fight dozens of them.

Lu Chuan is confident, but not conceited at all.

Fighting against these people will definitely not be easier than fighting with that cultivator named Bai Su in the stage of transformation.

After all, these monks are not unable to break through, but have been suppressed and refused to break through.

The fighting power of these people will definitely not be weaker than that of the general god transformation stage, and may even be much stronger.

If Lu Chuan wants to compete with these people, Lu Chuan must at least reach the point where he can perform the fourth form of Tianshenquan without injury.

At that time, Lu Chuan would be able to kill him with one punch, let alone a monk in the Qi refining period, even a monk in the Transformation God period.

"This is the luck battlefield?"

Lu Chuan looked around and saw that there were overgrown weeds and towering trees, it was a forest land.

"Um?"

Before Lu Chuan had time to observe carefully, he suddenly frowned.

He sensed a surge of danger, which caught him off guard.

Ding!

The sound is crisp, but not pleasant at all.

Lu Chuan was not injured. He flicked his fingers on the dagger that appeared out of thin air and knocked it into the air.

"snort!"

A muffled hum came, and a black shadow quietly appeared.

The sneak attacking man in black did not expect that Lu Chuan would block his attack with his fingers, let alone successfully.

"interesting!"

Lu Chuan chuckled, and then punched the man in black.

The man in black didn't dare to fight recklessly, so he reached out and took out another dagger to stab Lu Chuan's fist.

Ding!

Another clear voice sounded, Lu Chuan naturally wouldn't foolishly fight the dagger with his flesh and blood.

The moment the man in black took out the dagger, Lu Chuan turned his fist into a finger and bounced the dagger away again.

Being attacked twice in a row, how could Lu Chuan not fight back?

The moment he flicked the dagger away, Lu Chuan's other hand had already struck out.

boom!

The sound was extremely dull, as if it had been hammered on a hard iron plate.

The man in black's chest was dented instantly, and his whole body hit a big tree like a shell.

The man in black should be wearing something similar to a heart-guard, which is very defensive. Although it has no special purpose, it can often withstand fatal attacks.

"Who are you? Why do you know I'm here?"

Lu Chuan took a step forward and asked lightly.

"I didn't expect to kick the iron board!"

The man in black was terrified. If he hadn't been wearing a heart shield, his body would have been packed up with the punch just now.

It's not piercing, it's blowing up.

The terrifying strength exploded in the body, directly exploding into a blood mist that filled the sky.

But even with the breastplate, he was still seriously injured.

The heart-guard, which was strong enough to withstand the attack of a top-grade magic weapon, was smashed to pieces with a single punch.

"You are so strong that you don't need to send someone to protect you."

The man in black murmured, and took out the discarded breastplate from under his clothes.

This breast shield is the size of a human face, and it is black all over. It looks very hard.

But it was just such a hard heart mirror, which was already covered with cracks, as if it would break if touched.

"Hey, it's pretty solid."

Lu Chuan murmured. Although he only used seven percent of his punch just now, it was far beyond the limit of what a monk in the Qi refining period could bear.

I didn't expect that the heart mirror was so hard that it didn't break.

"It's really hard, otherwise I would die."

The original hoarse voice of the man in black became crisp, and then he took out a heart shield from the Qiankun bag and stuffed it in again.

Lu Chuan: "..."

Watching the man in black throw away the original breastplate as if no one was around, Lu Chuan's expression suddenly became a little complicated.

Magical artifact, lost like this?

What a rich man!

"I come from the Heavenly God Clan. The purpose of finding you is to protect you. As for why you assassinated just now, it is to see how strong you are and how much strength you need to protect you."

said the man in black.

"Damn it, you're that goddamn praying god clan? Do you know how many crimes I have suffered recently? The rebellious organization, the two poles, and I don't know what other messy forces are chasing and killing me, just because of your **** 'To live'!"

Lu Chuan trembled angrily, and grabbed the man in black by the collar.

"Live? I'm going to die! I'm going to be killed by you!"