Holy Son is so arrogant

Chapter 107 My Holy Son Fights You One Hundred Thousand!

As the thirteen vast and boundless Taoist states in the surrounding area deepened their integration with Qing Shenzhou, a kind of enlightenment rose in the hearts of all monks.

"Turn the state into a domain!"

"This is turning the state into a domain!"

"The thirteen surrounding Taoist states merged with Qingshenzhou to form the natural territory of the Fuyao Sect, the Fuyao Domain!"

All the guests around became restless, with mixed feelings in their hearts. They witnessed the birth of a holy place with their own eyes.

But this holy place did not please them.

Especially the many forces from the surrounding Daozhou, their faces were even paler, as if falling into an ice cave.

The Fuyao sect turned the prefecture into a domain, achieved a holy land, and monopolized the fourteen Taoist states, and the countless forces in these fourteen Taoist states will completely lose the right to exist independently.

They can only be forced to choose to surrender, become a subsidiary, or be wiped out.

Su Ping looked up at the sky, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

He had a hunch that he accounted for half of the reason why the Fuyao sect was able to make an exception and turn the state into a domain.

Although he is not liked by the will of each of the three thousand Tao states, and he is not the son of luck selected by each of the Tao states, he is deeply loved by the Dao.

At the same time as the Daozhou merged, blue ripples began to spread from the Fuyao Sect to the thirteen surrounding Daozhous.

A mysterious and mysterious enlightenment appeared in the hearts of every monk with a little luck.

Especially the peerless geniuses from many top forces in the surrounding area, their brows were furrowed one by one, their faces were gloomy like rain, and the understanding in their hearts was extremely clear.

They actually had an illusion that their luck was slowly passing away.

To Fuyao Sect, to Su Ping of Fuyao Sect!
Su Ping obviously also felt this change. He was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

Could it be that Da Dao heard his voice and started to help him reap the luck of many arrogance at will?
This road is also intimate, right?

"Thank you!" Su Ping clasped his fists and thanked the sky earnestly.

Immediately, countless visions appeared in the sky, purple air came from the east, dragons and phoenixes were auspicious, bright moons were born on the sea, and ten thousand immortals manifested their holiness, etc.

Like the avenue in joy.

Because of Su Ping's thank you, I am sincerely happy.

The people who witnessed this scene were not in any mood to express their amazement at the moment, and all of them had gloomy faces.

Because their luck is being harvested by Su Ping!
Just listen, bang.

Nearly a million monks from all the Dao states in the three thousand states, at this moment, their own luck, all of them naturally manifested.

It turned into beams of light of various colors soaring into the sky.

In the clouds, all kinds of luck spirits floated up.

The nine dragons that span thousands of miles are the most eye-catching, and the rest of the spirits of luck, such as tigers, leopards, eagles and snakes, are also extremely eye-catching.

Densely suspended in Qingshenzhou.

And there are tens of thousands of luck spirits in the center.

An immortal divine phoenix, dressed in colorful rays of light and topped with three talents and original source of profound light, is grooming its feathers.

"Immortal Divine Phoenix Luck?! This is the gift of the Young Emperor!"

Everyone noticed the immortal divine phoenix in the center of the thousands of luck spirits, and they were all dumbfounded in surprise.

You must know that the emperor's road has not yet opened, and many amazing opportunities have not yet appeared.

The dragon's luck alone is amazing enough. With a little effort, you can turn into a real dragon.

As for the Immortal Divine Phoenix, it is basically a peerless evildoer like the Great Luo Emperor.

"Could it be that among us there is an existence at the same level as Emperor Da Luo?"

Everyone was horrified, and only now did they truly understand the so-called world of great struggle.

The terrifying evildoer of the emperor level before, but now, it is so worthless
Jiang Miaomiao glanced at the Immortal Divine Phoenix Luck in the sky, and shook her head slightly.

"Only Seven Colors is still too weak. In this life, only Nine Colors can have the possibility of ascending to the throne of the Great Emperor."

Jiang Miaomiao has consulted many ancient books and knows how glorious the world of great struggle is.

At her current level, she is still far away from becoming emperor.

Yan Luo, a ray of blue light emerged from his body, and the next moment, the immortal divine phoenix luck in the sky disappeared directly.

Su Ping noticed Jiang Miaomiao's change, and his eyes fell on her.

"It's really not easy to raise your hand to kill Dugu Xin."

Although he had already overestimated Jiang Miaomiao as much as possible, after all, in the golden age, the saint sons and goddesses who were the first to be pushed out by invincible forces were usually just stones used to explore the way.

However, now it seems that it is obviously underestimated.

With luck alone, she is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Da Luohuang and his ilk.

Not only Su Ping noticed the movement of Jiang Miaomiao, but also many peerless geniuses and ancestors of many top forces.

Apart from a few traces of surprise in his eyes, there was nothing else.

They quickly regained their composure.

Because, at this moment, their own luck is sinking into the sky of Fuyao Sect at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A phantom of a five-clawed real dragon in the sky above the Fuyao Sect is rapidly solidifying.

"What exactly is going on?!"

Tianjiao roared, his face was ashen, his luck was taken away, which was equivalent to cutting off his path of cultivation, and the anger in his heart rose faintly.

Looking at Su Ping's eyes, there was also a little more unkindness.

"It should be Dao, who regarded us as creatures in the Fuyao domain, and then acquiesced that Su Ping had suppressed us, so he transferred our luck to him little by little!"

"How could this happen?" Many monks and Junjie panicked, such an oolong made them feel aggrieved.

If, for this reason, they lost their luck, who would they cry to?

"It's not difficult to change this situation, as long as you can defeat Su Ping."

An ancestor of Da Luo Academy spoke after a long silence.

"Or make him willing to admit defeat."

The patriarch of Da Luo Academy suddenly spoke at this time. Although his words were correct, he had malicious intentions, hoping that Fuyao Sect would be enemies everywhere.

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Dead silence.

Many peerless geniuses looked at each other in blank dismay.

Defeat Su Ping?

is it possible?

"No! Fuyao Sect must wait for an explanation for this matter!"

"Taking away my luck is no less than cutting off my path of practice!"

"Fuyao Sect needs an explanation! We are here to watch the ceremony! We are guests! We came with congratulatory gifts! How could your Fuyao Sect do this?"

"Yes! Fuyao Sect needs to give an explanation!"

I don't know who took the lead, but following closely, the scene boiled up.

They are all crazy.

If all their luck is taken away, then they are considered a fart arrogance!
Not to mention losing a lot of opportunities and future prospects.

Even, in this man-eating Three Thousand Dao State, without luck to protect him, he might be swallowed by a foreign race in the blink of an eye.

All the monks tried their best to release their own aura, hoping to put pressure on the Fuyao sect, and wanted Su Ping to admit defeat verbally and end this mutation.

"Hahaha, the luck of a group of useless firewood, do you have the nerve to treat it as a treasure?"

"Don't say that the Holy Son doesn't give you a chance."

Su Ping was dressed in white, with an indifferent expression, looked down at the crowd and said.

"Let's go up together, today the Son of Japan is here to fight, and one person will fight a hundred thousand of you!"

Although Su Ping's words were light, they shocked the sky.

An invincible spirit sweeping across the world and sweeping all over the world rushed towards him.

Although he just stood calmly in the void, he exuded an aura of being the only one in the sky and the earth all the time.

Let's go together, today, the Son of Japan is here again, and one person will fight against you one hundred thousand!

Fight against your hundred thousand waste materials alone!
In a word, directly challenge the nearly [-] heavenly talents or outstanding young monks present.

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