Fantasy: Start Rewarding 100 Consecutive Draws

"Those Manu are as stupid as pigs! No, pigs are smarter than them!"

A group of dark dragons looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, their voices were earth-shattering.

The beacon of Mo Nu was sold by the Dark Demon Dragon, and the price was very low, as long as a mere million Mo Nu was enough.

Among the countless races outside the territory, Mo Nu belongs to the most humble one.

Stupid, greedy, and violent, except for the sacrifices passed down from generation to generation and the few short-lived ghosts, this race is more like a gorilla than a living creature.

As for the dark dragon, it is a high-level spirit beast that is as famous as the golden holy dragon.

Born with a strong physique and a natural ability to use skills, he is a level nine spirit beast comparable to a monk in the Taoist period in adulthood.

The dark magic dragon is like a replica of the golden holy dragon, or the two are originally a race.

The dark magic dragon and the golden holy dragon are just lizards with a trace of real dragon breath.

It's just that the real dragon has all the attributes of yin and yang and five elements, while the golden holy dragon only got a very weak yang attribute, and the dark magic dragon got a little weak yin attribute.

These attributes are extremely weak, so weak that they can only change their own form, but cannot change the attribute of strength.

But even so, the dark dragon and the golden dragon still parted ways because of their body color.

The two sides fought very fiercely, and then the dark dragon lost a bit and was driven out of the virtual world.

After thousands of years, the dark dragon came back again.

It's just that compared to the embarrassment of the golden holy dragon, the dark dragon seems to be in trouble.

It became more and more difficult to inherit the blood of the golden holy dragon, to the point where he had to intermarry with a foreign race, and then find a way to stimulate the blood.

But the dark magic dragon is much better. Over the past ten thousand years, it has developed very smoothly outside the territory. The number of juniors who can enter the battlefield of luck alone has thrown the golden holy dragon out hundreds of streets.

"Let's go, go meet our old friends for a while, just don't know if those stupid wastes are still there."

The leading dark dragon grinned, sniffed the air with its nose, locked on the smell of Mo Nu, and then chased after it.

"Hey hey hey hey...hehehehe..."

Not long after the dark dragon left, the silent door began to flicker again.

Afterwards, a figure in a black robe appeared.

The black-robed figure couldn't tell what it was, he was floating in the air, and there was no shadow.

"The taste of human beings, I really miss it!"

The shadow let out a disgusting laugh, and then followed the direction of the dark dragon.

"As the saying goes, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. You think that you have plotted against those trash-like silent slaves, but why didn't you be plotted by Lao Tzu?"

...

In the direction of Jucheng, the commotion caused by Lu Chuan has not stopped.

Too strong, unimaginably strong.

If he hadn't stopped challenging himself, he might be able to advance directly to the stage of transforming gods here.

But it seems that it is precisely because of this reason that Lu Chuan stopped continuing to challenge.

"Let's go, let's go into the city!"

Lu Chuan waved at Xia Tian, ​​and walked towards the direction of the giant city.

However, at this moment, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly appeared, causing some weak monks to bend down uncontrollably.

"What's going on? This breath..."

Lu Chuan frowned. He was different from those ordinary monks. He sensed three completely different auras.

A messy, violent, the number of these breaths is the largest, and it is also the most chaotic, feeling like a group of rabble.

The second breath is thick and steady, similar to the golden holy dragon, but it is fundamentally different, as if it is completely opposite.

The last breath was ethereal and eerie, giving Lu Chuan the feeling of a ghost.

Among the three breaths, the first and the second are mixed together, while the third hangs far behind.

And it was the second breath that caused many monks to bend down.

"This is... an extraterritorial invasion..."

Feeling that Qixi Festival, Xia Tian's eyes suddenly widened.

"This is Mo Nu... and... the dark dragon..."

"What is Manu? What is the Dark Dragon?"

Lu Chuan was in a daze, completely confused about what was going on.

"The dark magic dragon is very similar to the golden holy dragon, but their attributes are completely opposite. As for Monu... you will know it after you see it..."

As Xia Tian's voice fell to the ground, the three mixed auras got closer and closer.

Lu Chuan stepped on the flying sword and soon saw what was going on.

A large group of chimpanzee-like creatures are running for their lives, a large black mass, the number is more than half a million at least.

Behind these chimpanzees, a dragon with a strong breath is chasing and gnawing.

Nibbling while running is like eating snacks.

"Isn't this Teow a black dog?"

Seeing Mo Nu running wildly in front, Lu Chuan was startled.

These things that were called cancers of the earth in the previous life did not expect to harm other worlds.

"Mnumonu, black dog. Nu, which boss got the name? It's so appropriate!"

Lu Chuan muttered, probably knowing what was going on.

It is not only humans and spirit beasts in the Xutian world who can enter the battlefield of luck, but also many creatures from outside the domain.

Needless to say, this must have been done by those bigwigs from Wanjiemen, the purpose is 100% to sharpen your back.

And according to Lu Chuan's understanding of those big bosses, various restrictions will definitely be set up, maybe what will be the scourge of those demon slaves and dark dragons.

Otherwise, those alien races would not be crazy like this.

"By the way, don't these dark dragons often go hungry!"

Lu Chuan couldn't help muttering when he saw the dark dragon who was running and stuffing it into his mouth without forgetting to grab Mo Nu.

"Basically, the environment outside the territory is extremely harsh. In addition to the lack of spirit stones, food is also a big problem."

Xia Tian nodded, and then continued: "Wars outside the territory are basically for food and spirit stones. These Mo slaves belong to the lowest race, because they have low IQ and extremely strong reproductive ability, basically they are shared by other races." food source."

"That's it! It seems that this is indeed the case! IQ is low, and it grows fast, almost like a pig."

Xu Long nodded, thinking in his mind whether he should grab some and keep them in Tongtian Tower.

After catching the spirit beast in the future, use these silent slaves as food.

As for the mistakes that Sabi made before, it is absolutely impossible for Lu Chuan to make them again.

In Lu Chuan's eyes, these black dogs and slaves are the most humble species, even inferior to the pigs raised by farmers.

This waste-like race has no use other than being used as food for spirit beasts.

They are born slaves, and they can only be slaves for generations.

Even if there are one or two mutations occasionally, there is no need to care.