"The spirit of luck? After thousands of years, is the luck of the human race finally coming back to life?" The woman in white said softly. The next second, her figure disappeared into the void and headed towards the west.
At this moment, the top experts in the twenty-eight upper realms of the human race all sensed something. Their eyes were searching in the endless void, but the shadow of the golden dragon slowly dissipated.
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Under the martial arts stage, the strong men from all sides were dumbfounded. No one expected that it was just a competition between juniors, and in the end it would lead to Furui descending from the sky.
"Congratulations to Lin, Tianjun is about to add another preparatory saint." Beiqing stood up and glanced at Fang Li, his expression a little complicated.
Fu Rui, the power of luck from the sky, is probably not comparable to that of Luobei. In other words, this little guy has great potential. As long as he does not die in the middle, the saint realm will be for him. , I’m afraid it’s not difficult, and even the realm above the saint may not be impossible...
"You should congratulate Mr. Xiang. Fang Li is a member of the Xiang family after all." Beili smiled slightly, looked at Xiang Tian, and said, but there was something else in his smile.
"Your Majesty's words are unheard of. Since we are members of the Xiang family, we are members of Tianjun. We will obey your Majesty's call." Xiang Tian replied with a smile, the depth in his eyes flashed across.
"How to determine the outcome of this battle?" Beili did not delve into this issue, but asked.
"Since we haven't won yet, just keep fighting." Beiqing said with a smile, and then left the martial arts stage.
After Beili and Xiang Tian thought about it for a while, they agreed, and everyone retreated, leaving only Fang Li and Luo Lan on the stage.
At this time, Fang Li was still bathing in the baptism of the first manifestation of destiny, and both his physical body and spiritual consciousness had been strengthened and sublimated. At this moment, when he deals with Luo Lan again, it will definitely not be as difficult as before!
Luo Lan didn't look too good at this time. The simple long sword in his hand disappeared and was replaced by a water-like sword. It looked gentle but actually hid murderous intent!
This is the Luo Emperor Sword, the sword of the Luobei Emperor. It is of a very high grade! Back then, with the help of this sword, Emperor Luobei fought against three powerful men of the same level. Not only was he not defeated, but he killed two of them, and the remaining one was seriously injured and fled.
At this time, Luo Lan took out the sword, which was enough to show his fear of Fang Li.
However, he was waiting for Fang Li to complete the baptism of luck, and if he interrupted his baptism now, he might be in trouble for the head of the Xiang family.
The colorful auspicious clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and Fang Li clearly felt at this moment that the strength of his physical body had doubled! Moreover, the world seems to have become more transparent.
"I didn't expect this so-called luck to have such a big effect." Fang Li sighed in his heart and prepared to end the baptism and continue to face Luo Lan.
However, just as the baptism was about to end, something unexpected happened!
Another force of luck suddenly bursts out from the blood! The two forces of destiny immediately confronted each other. For a moment, he felt like his insides were on fire. He groaned and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The golden dragon's luck had just been baptized, and the power of luck had not yet been restored. At this time, it was actually defeated by the sudden burst of power of luck, and was retreating steadily.
Fang Li's aura suddenly changed.
"What's going on?" Xiang Tian immediately stood up and came to Fang Li's side with a serious look on his face, because at this moment, he suddenly remembered the scene seventeen years ago.
"Two fortunes?! Conflict??"
Beili's eyes were full of disbelief, and a murderous intent flashed across his face. This person was from the Xiang family! If it is not used by the royal family, sooner or later, it will overturn the rule of the Bei family!
An old man in linen clothes quietly appeared next to Beihua, looked at Fang Li, frowned slightly, and said through a message: "Do you feel that these two fortunes are very familiar? They seem to have appeared before."
"Hall Master!" Beili felt relieved when he saw the old man, and he immediately frowned and said:
"When you said that, I seem to have some impression. Could it be the war seventeen years ago?"
"Yes, but the power of luck is very strange, and I can't be sure. Let's have another look." The old man in Mai said.
"If it is really related to those two people from seventeen years ago, then I won't show any mercy anymore!" The old man snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then quietly disappeared.
Beiqing glanced at Beili's side with something strange in his eyes.
"Just now, there seemed to be some fluctuations?..." But she didn't find anything unusual, so she turned her eyes to Fang Li again and sighed softly.
"I don't know whether the power of the two fortunes is a blessing or a curse..."
On the martial arts stage, Xiang Tian also sighed secretly. He did not expect that this day would come so quickly. He had to solve this problem quickly before the royal family found out.
He placed his palm on Fang Li's back, and the power of extreme cold retreated into his body, suppressing the rioting blood.
"Huh..." Fang Li suddenly let out a deep breath, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He felt the condition of his bloodline and was dumbfounded.
These two bloodline forces representing different fortunes were suppressed at the moment, while the other was no longer active and was lying there quietly.
"Is this bloodline still spiritual?" Fang Li smiled bitterly. After being tortured like this, he is now more tired than after a battle. I am afraid he can only give up the competition in front of him.
Xiang Tian also knew that he was in a bad state at this time, so he raised his hands and said to the north: "Your Majesty, Fang Li is injured now and is in a bad state. I'm afraid he won't be able to fight anymore. How about a draw?"
When Beili heard this, there was a flash of disappointment in his eyes. He wanted to take this opportunity to observe again. Since Xiang Tian said this, he couldn't force the two of them to continue fighting. He turned his gaze to Beiqing.
"Then let's call it a draw." Beiqing nodded and signaled Luo Lan to come back. Then she looked at Beihua and said, "Since it's a draw, let's let this matter end here. However, please return the Luo Bei Seal to Xiaolan.”
Luobeiyin?
Everyone was startled, and then they understood, it was the seal with golden light! The culprit that caused the outbreak of Fang Li's bloodline! Everyone looked at Fang Li. Everyone knew that Luo Beiyin was in his hands.
"I accidentally took Brother Luo's things. Now that the competition is over, I have to return it to Brother Luo." Seeing this situation, Fang Li smiled, waved his hand, and a golden light shot towards Luo Lan.
Luo Lan stretched out her hand to catch the golden light. After confirming that it was correct, she also smiled and said: "Thank you, Brother Fang. If nothing happens in this battle, we still don't know who will win. I look forward to having a fun battle with Brother Fang!"
After speaking, he smiled at Fang Li and left with Beiqing.
"Everyone, please disperse." Beili stood up and said with a slight smile.
"Your Majesty, let's take our leave first." Xiang Tian bowed slightly, and then left with Fang Li. As Xiang Tian left, many ministers and powerful men onlookers left one after another.
Lin Yinyun hesitated for a moment, glanced at Bei Mingfei, and was about to leave when she was stopped.
"Yun'er, don't you want to know about your father? My sister-in-law just gave me some news, why don't you go to my palace to talk about it?" Bei Mingfei said softly.
"Father..." Lin Yinyun hesitated for three seconds and then responded: "Then it will be as your Highness said. Your Highness, do you want me to take you back to the palace?"
"Okay!" Bei Mingfei's eyes were filled with joy. Lin Yinyun actually offered to send him back. This was something he never expected. Could he be unhappy?
On the side, Beili stood with his hands behind his hands. When he saw this, he chuckled and shook his head slightly.
Mingfei, don't be too happy too early. She took the initiative to send you back because she asked for your help. When will she really get her, then be happy again.
A moment later, the old man in linen clothes appeared next to him again, looking in the direction where Xiang Tian and Fang Li were leaving, with a bit of confusion and a bit of solemnity in his eyes.
"Hall Master, have you discovered anything?" Beili asked.
The old man in sackcloth shook his head, "He should have some kind of treasure to protect him. When I probed him, his spiritual consciousness was bounced away. I didn't probe deeply to avoid being discovered by him."
"Tomorrow is a grand banquet in the palace. By then, you should be able to tell. But if it is true, what does the hall master plan to do?"
"Kill him! Destroy the Xiang family!"
"Kill him... This is easy to do, but if you want to destroy the Xiang family, I'm afraid the other families won't be willing, right?"
"If he is really related to those two people from seventeen years ago, then he must die. In that battle seventeen years ago, the entire Tiancang Realm was almost shattered! And my Tianyun royal family was almost killed! The Eighteenth Prince , Twenty-four hours now only Yeerqinger and you are left, have you forgotten?"
"Don't dare to forget." Bei Ye looked complicated. Even now, he still doesn't dare to recall the great change seventeen years ago. It was too cruel and terrible.
"Then don't forget that seventeen years ago, the Xiang family was one of the leaders of this battle! It caused the death of countless worshipers of my royal family. That blow changed the color of heaven and earth!"
"Moreover, the Xiang family has protected him for seventeen years. Who can guarantee that seventeen years ago, so many strong men suddenly appeared without the protection of his Xiang family?"
"But, all this is based on the fact that he is the descendant of those two people." Beili said.
"Even if he is not, the Xiang family must be destroyed! He must die too! The two fortunes are too terrible. Besides, there is no room for maneuver between us and the Xiang family! The battle seventeen years ago has already This is a wake-up call!" the old man in sackcloth sneered.
"Now that I have just come out of seclusion, the Xiang family may not arrive. How about I destroy the Xiang family tomorrow with the power of thunder!"
After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly and said: "Get everything arranged as soon as possible. I'll go see Beiqing." Then, he disappeared again.
"Alas, seventeen years of peace, seventeen years of peace and prosperity, are there going to be troubles again?" Beili sighed softly, destroying the Xiang family, this is a sign of the beginning of troubled times! In the entire Tian Cang Realm, how many years has it been since something happened that destroyed such a huge family?
If this war is really to be forcibly started, some of the strength that the royal family has accumulated against Luobei will be exposed. However, the master of the worship hall is determined to destroy him, and it is difficult to persuade him.
East Palace.
Bei Mingfei sat at the sandalwood table with a smile deep in his eyes. He looked at the person next to him and said gently: "Your father is not dead, so you don't have to worry too much."
"How did Your Highness know?" Lin Yinyun was delighted at first, and then asked softly.
Bei Mingfei's face suddenly looked strange, and he took out a round amethyst, with a cyan light shining in the center of the crystal.
He coughed dryly and said, "When my sister-in-law tortured your father, she took a drop of his blood and cast it into this stone. As long as the mark of life on this stone remains, your father will not have passed away."
