Big chapter!
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Immortal Luo Tian came forward with tears of joy and paid homage: "Chang Sun Kong pays homage to you, senior."
Gu Shuo reached out to help each other, and then said to the monks in the corridor: "Everyone, please disperse, I have some human affairs to deal with."
City Lord Sun and others all left one after another, whispering to each other: "The centaurs, wolves, gophers and multi-armed tribe are in trouble."
Other monks also shook their heads: "Who would have thought that a human race would suddenly break through the Great Luo Jinxian? We haven't had a Great Luo Jinxian here yet.
hiss……
This Gushuo shouldn't be from our Suizhou, right? "
"Probably not. But he probably isn't from Shangzhou either."
"That's true, which monk would go to a state inferior to his own to break through Da Luo Jinxian? This Gu Shuo should be from Xiazhou. This qualification and talent are a bit strong!"
"Whatever, they didn't offend him anyway, so we just watch the fun."
"Yes! Watch the fun!"
inside the room.
Gu Shuo listened to Chang Sunkong's story and felt that the problem was not big. Although in the eyes of Chang Sunkong, the human race in Suizhou has reached the point of dire straits, in Gushuo's view, it is not serious. He has traveled to more than a hundred states, and there are at least five states that are more serious than here. And the most important thing is that he is now Daluo Jinxian, but there is no Daluo Jinxian in Suizhou.
That itself is a dimensionality reduction attack.
"Walk!"
Gu Shuo left with Chang Sun Kong, and countless golden immortals in Wanzu City were paying attention. After seeing Gu Shuo leaving the city, he sacrificed a small immortal boat and carried Chang Sun Kong away through the sky.
"Boom boom boom..."
The human army was attacked by the coalition forces of the four races and was constantly forced to retreat. And every step back means countless human blood sacrifices. More coalition forces from the four tribes surrounded him from both sides. High in the sky, it was the battlefield of high-level monks, and corpses fell from the sky from time to time.
"Qiang..."
There was a mighty sword cry, and then pieces of flesh flew everywhere, and a strong shock wave spread out, forcing the golden immortals fighting in the sky to retreat. They were shocked to see that the body of a gopher tribe's Golden Immortal Yuan Cheng was chopped into pieces, and the body parts were scattered like rain.
Then they saw an immortal boat. There was a human monk standing on the deck of the immortal boat, holding a strange immortal sword in his hand.
It was black and white, and there were two eyes on the tip of the sword, as if staring at them.
Gu Shuo struck out with his sword again.
The sky seemed to turn dark, and even Gu Shuo's figure disappeared into the darkness. The destructive power spread rapidly toward a multi-armed golden immortal, trying to devour him.
Jade Flower Sword!
"kill!"
The sky and the ground were filled with bloody waves, and the human race began to fight back. With Gu Shuo's participation, the golden immortals were continuously beheaded, and the golden immortals who were not killed also fled one after another.
From this moment on, the human race began a comprehensive counterattack.
Gu Shuo did not leave all the victory or defeat of the war to himself, he only killed the four golden immortals. Leave the rest to the humans.
In the bloody battle, the human race was fighting sleeplessly with the allied forces of the four races.
When Gu Shuo appeared and continuously killed the golden immortals of the four tribes one by one, causing the four tribes to collapse from the realm of golden immortals, it brought hope to the human race and also brought the anger of revenge to the human race.
Under the vast sky, nearly ten million monks gathered together, like two huge rollers colliding. The grinding wheels shattered and turned into countless large and small legions, clashing in disorder and chaos amidst the sky-high fireworks.
Then this huge battlefield began to crack, cracking into countless small battlefields like fragments. The allied forces of the four races began to retreat, retreating in all directions in an orderly manner, and the humans began to chase and kill in all directions.
Magical powers flying around, screaming, running, fear, hatred...
Every monk's mind was empty, and no one could remember anything specific.
In which direction, I don’t know. They are just fighting and chasing instinctively, without knowing where they are. An army of nearly ten million has changed
The scattered tiny battlefields were all separated by extremely long distances, unable to see each other, and even the sounds disappeared.
Of course, there are still main forces on this broken battlefield. Gu Shuo was high in the sky, riding a flying boat, chasing and killing the main force of the four tribes' coalition, and the main force of the human army was under his immortal boat.
The four-race coalition only felt unprecedented pressure from the human race. They could no longer cohere as a whole. The fear in the hearts of each monk gathered together, forming chaos from within. But for the main force of the human race, every monk had extreme ferocity in their eyes, and their ferocious emotions caused them to explode with huge lethality. They all forgot the fear of death, and there was only one word left in their hearts.
kill!
Spreading from the main battlefield to the surrounding boundless wilderness, the sounds gradually became sparse, the huge legions became fragments, small battlefields, and the explosions of magical powers also became sparse.
The howls of fairy beasts resounded in the wilderness!
The rich smell of blood spread in the air with the wind, attracting bloodthirsty immortal beasts. The immortal beasts discovered the corpse and began to eat. When they encountered the monks, they also howled and pounced on him.
The battlefield became even more chaotic.
A human team was plundering. This team originally had more than a hundred people, but after killing and killing, only twelve people were left. It is not known whether they were scattered or dead.
The cultivation level of these twelve people is not high. They are all Earth Immortals, ranging from the early Earth Immortal stage to the late Earth Immortal stage. They can't fly, they can only fly on the ground.
But at this time they were no longer running, not even running, they were walking. Everyone was covered in blood, with wounds of varying sizes, some of which exposed bones. The leading monk named Dong Yuan muttered nervously to himself as he walked forward:
"Is everyone okay? Are you okay? Why are we the only ones left? Where are the others? We can't stop..."
A monk responded: "I... feel like my body is no longer my own, but I can still walk, so I should be fine..."
"Senior Brother Dong, should we stop to heal?"
"Don't stop. We can keep walking and still stay awake. I'm afraid that if we stop to heal, we will faint and die."
"Did we... win?"
Dong Yuan looked around: "I don't know, I don't know."
Then he said: "Everyone should take the Yuan Dan and the Healing Pill first, but don't stop. Let's heal as we go. Although this is not very effective, it can keep them awake..."
"Bang!" A monk fell to the ground.
Dong Yuan turned around stiffly, his eyes a little numb and distracted, but he still walked to the monk who fell on the ground, squatted down, took out the Huiyuan Pill and the Healing Pill and stuffed them into his mouth, and then He slapped the monk twice.
"Wake up, wake up! Get up and keep walking, you can't sleep..."
"You'll die if you lie down like this."
The monk opened his eyes a little.
"Papa..."
Dong Yuan slapped him twice again, and then tried his best to help him stand up: "Let's go, let's not stop."
The twelve people walked forward again, but did not encounter any monks from the four races. After walking like this for about a quarter of an hour, the monk who was being supported said weakly:
"Brother, let's take a rest first? We can't do it anymore. Let's bandage the wound, otherwise we will bleed to death..."
The strong wind howled, carrying a strong smell of blood that made your nose choke even if you took a breath.
Dong Yuan looked at his companions in the strong wind, and the wounds of each companion were bleeding continuously. If this continues, he will really bleed to death.
"Okay, let's rest and heal. Remember, no sleep is allowed. Let's help each other bandage the wounds first..."
The twelve people were divided into six pairs and began to help each other bandage the wounds. Things that used to be easy have become difficult now, and the hands holding the bandages are shaking constantly.
"Hiss...what are you poking *** with your finger?"
"That's right... my hands are shaking..."
"fine……"
"Do you think we won this time?"
"I don't know, but that ancient senior is Daluo Jinxian, we should win, right?"
"Yes, that ancient senior is really powerful. Killing the Golden Immortal is like chopping melons and vegetables."
"So, we must have won, right?"
"Have we, the human race, passed the disaster?"
The human voice suddenly became silent, and the twelve monks turned their heads and looked in one direction, where there were figures of people, and then they broke into their eyes.
They were monks from the multi-armed clan, with more than fifty of them. Each monk also had wounds on his body. At this time, the more than fifty multi-armed monks also saw the twelve Dong Yuan people, and they stopped.
Dong Yuan put down the bandage in his hand, put one hand on the hilt of the fairy sword inserted beside him, and stood up with effort.
The wind is roaring!
The wind made Dong Yuan's clothes rustle, and the setting sun lengthened his shadow on the ground.
Clang!
He pulled out the fairy sword from the ground and raised his arm to point at the multi-armed monk opposite.
Slowly but surely!
He murmured in a low voice: "It looks like I'm going to die here. I didn't see the celebration of the human race's victory. What a pity!"
"No regrets!" The eleven monks stood up with all their strength: "We have killed enough..."
Suddenly, Dong Yuan's twelve people looked stunned. They saw the more than fifty multi-armed monks slowly retreating, then turned around and fled in panic.
silence.
quite a while.
"Hehehe..."
"Hahaha……"
"I thought I was dead this time..."
"Me too!"
"It seems like we, the human race, have won, right?"
"Absolutely! I didn't see those multi-armed tribesmen who were so scared that they peed when they saw us..."
"Yes! They peed, they are cowards!"
"Hahaha……"
The blood flowing under the feet, the black smoke floating in the air, the twelve figures stood there crookedly, but they laughed loudly, and the laughter spread in the wilderness.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in the sky. Dong Yuan and the twelve people looked up and saw a huge shadow appearing high in the sky.
Gu Shuo stood on the immortal boat and looked up at the huge shadow.
It was a trapezoid-shaped building with four sides, and there were steps on each side, and each step was very wide.
This huge shadow reveals desolation and ancient times, as if it has been sealed in dust for millions of years, and now it breaks out.
"What is this?" Gu Shuo was dumbfounded.
At this time, in any corner of Suizhou, any monk could see the shadow of the huge trapezoidal platform covering the entire sky. Every monk was looking up.
In fact, not only in Suizhou, but in the entire Immortal Realm, in every state, from Yanzhou in the 640th Prefecture to Zhongzhou in the center of the Immortal Realm, the shadow of a huge trapezoidal platform appears at every step. Every monk was looking up at the shadow of the trapezoidal platform covering the entire sky.
"Whoosh..."
A figure fell next to Gu Shuo. He was Chen Qian, the leader of Suizhou Yunshui Sect. At this time, Chen Qian looked up at the shadow covering the entire sky and said:
"Is this... the Battle Platform of Luck?"
"The Battle Platform of Luck?"
"Well, the sect has records that it only appears once every tens of millions of years."
"Millions of years...the human race hadn't been born at that time, right?"
"Yeah! So our human race is a weak race because we don't have luck."
"Luck?"
At this moment, a message was sent from the Luck Battle Platform and entered the consciousness of every monk in the entire fairy world.
Luck battle platform.
is the whole
Ten million years of luck accumulated in the immortal world are distributed to all races.
But this luck must be fought for through killing, so it is called the battle platform, the battle platform of luck.
As long as any monk shouts, I will go to the battlefield. They will be immediately sent to the luck battle platform, where they will share the accumulated luck of 10 million through killing.
How to divide profits?
The fortune accumulated over ten million years is first divided into 640 parts, one for each state. Then the portion of each state was divided into countless portions and placed in the sky above each level of the Luck Battle Platform.
One layer per serving.
Starting from the Body Tempering Realm and going up, each level has its own destiny.
Then comes the melee.
No matter who it is, as long as they kill a monk, they will win a small share of luck, and this small share of luck will be divided into two parts. One part accounts for 90% of this small portion, and the other part accounts for 10% of this small portion. 10% belongs to that monk, and 90% belongs to the race to which that monk belongs.
Then what happened to the monk who was later killed?
The luck that has been distributed to the race will not be taken back, it will still belong to the race to which the monk belongs. But the luck belonging to that monk will return to the total luck at that level, leaving the remaining monks to continue to fight for it through killing.
When will it end?
This depends on each layer's own situation.
There is only so much luck. When the luck that appears on this level is divided up, if there are still many monks on this level, then the competition on this level is over, and the monks will not be allowed to continue fighting.
If the luck of a certain level has not been divided up, but there is only one monk left on this level, then all the luck will belong to the only remaining monk. According to the ratio of one to nine, one is given to the monk and nine is given to the race of the monk.
In either case, whether there is a group of monks left or one monk left, how will these monks deal with it?
It will be sent to the corresponding layer of the luck battle platform in other states.
Of course, it can only be teleported upstate, not downstate.
What's the meaning?
As for Gu Shuo, he is now in the 501st state, and he will be transported to the 500th state. Of course, that is when the battle in the 500th state has not ended yet. If the battle in the 500th state has already ends, he will be teleported directly to the state where the fight has not ended. Maybe it's the 400th state, maybe it's the 300th state, or even the middle state.
Of course, if the battles in all states have ended by that time, he will not be teleported by the Luck Battle Platform, but will be sent directly out by the Luck Battle Platform and land in Suizhou where he is now. However, he will never be teleported to the lower state. In other words, it is impossible to teleport him to the direction of the 502nd State.
From this moment on, the six hundred and forty states formed a spatial barrier, and the interstate teleportation array completely failed. This is to isolate the monks from Shangzhou from coming to Xiazhou.
For example, Gu Shuo is now in the 501st state, and there is no Daluo Jinxian in this state. But there may be one in the 500th state. Even if it is not in the 500th state, there must be one in the 499th state. If within this hour, the Daluo Jinxian of the 499th state rides the teleportation array to the fifth state. One hundred and one states.
If Gu Shuo hadn't suddenly broken through to Da Luo Jinxian in the 501st state, then the Da Luo Jinxian who came over was the only Da Luo Jinxian in this state. Then wouldn't the luck of Da Luo Jinxian's level on the battlefield be the same as all the others? Belong to that monk?
Therefore, the Luck Battle Platform cuts off this possibility.
In the entire fairy world, only the Luck Battle Platform can teleport.
Within an hour from now, it is time for each monk to make a decision. After an hour, the battle platform will be closed, and monks will no longer be admitted to the fate battle platform.
And once the luck battle platform is closed after an hour, the melee will begin. So, what about the Luck Battle Platform without monks?
For example, in Suizhou, there is currently only one Daluo Jinxian in Gushuo, but what about the one above Daluo Jinxian?
There are no Xuanxian or monks above Xuanxian in Suizhou, so what about the fortunes of those above Xuanxian?
They will be teleported away by the fate battle platform, go to Shangzhou, gather in the state where there are monks above Xuanxian, and gather in the destiny corresponding to the battle platform.
middle.
Gu Shuo was overjoyed. He knew that he was the only Daluo Jinxian in Suizhou, which meant that all the luck at that level would belong to him and the human race.
He looked up at the virtual image of the huge destiny battle platform, excitement pulsing between his brows.
Chen Qian beside him was also very excited, but then he thought of something and looked at Gu Shuo worriedly and said: "Friend Gu Dao, as soon as you go up, you will take away that level of luck, which is a good thing for the human race. But then You will be teleported to the 500th state. There is a Daluo Golden Immortal in the 500th state, and it is a veteran Daluo Golden Immortal, and you are just a first-level monk who has just broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal..."
Chen Qian couldn't speak any more.
But the meaning is very clear, and with the look on his face, everyone can see it.
Even if you, Gu Shuo, are powerful and defeat the Daluo Jinxian in the 500th state, you will be transported to the 499th state, where the Daluo Jinxian is even more powerful. You, a Daluo Jinxian who has just broken through, will eventually die.
Gu Shuo laughed!
"Sect Master Chen, will you join?"
"meeting!"
"Can you guarantee that you won't die?"
"In order to fight for the fate of the human race, there is no need to fear death..."
Chen Qian stopped talking, and Gu Shuo stopped asking.
The two men looked at each other and laughed loudly.
"Hahaha……"
Gu Shuo waved his hand and put away the immortal boat under his feet.
"Sect Master Chen, let's go!"
"Fellow ancient Taoist, let's go!"
Then the two people looked up at the shadow of the Luck Battle Platform. Shouted loudly:
"I want to go to the battlefield!"
A beam of light was cast, wrapping the two people, and their figures disappeared.
"I want to go to the battlefield!"
"I want to go to the battlefield!"
"…………"
Centered around the place where the two of them disappeared, countless monks raised their heads and shouted, and the shouts spread to the surroundings.
In fact, at this time in Suizhou and throughout the immortal world, countless monks were looking up to the sky and shouting "I want to go to the battlefield."
Fighting for the sake of race is not just a human race, but every race has it.
A large number of monks boarded the battle platform, and from the body tempering realm upwards, monks from all realms were shouting and entering the fate battle platform.
Gu Shuo was now standing on the destiny battle platform.
The steps under my feet are real, no longer phantoms. He was surrounded by a beam of light. He looked around. On this level, he was the only monk alone. But when he looked towards the next floor, he saw countless beams of light covering the monks.
They have different looks and are monks from all races.
He tried to poke the light curtain with his finger, and it bounced back. He knew in his heart that the light curtain would not disappear in less than an hour.
He looked up and saw colorful clouds in the sky.
This is luck.
He lowered his head and looked down at the layers below, and saw more and more monks going down, densely packed.
How many monks will die!
His heart suddenly beat violently, and a thought came to his mind.
The origin of this luck battle platform is unknown, but one thing is certain. It was not refined by that race. Instead, it appeared every ten million years and then disappeared on its own.
Could this be something created by the heavenly realm?
He knew the existence of Heavenly Dao. The moment he passed through the mature stage of Heavenly Dao before ascending from Dahuang Tianxuan, he knew the existence of Heavenly Dao. He even suspected that this Heavenly Dao was conscious.
So, does Tiandao really want to share the profits of this battle platform with the destiny of all races?
Or do you want to harvest the lives of monks from all races?
It’s not impossible!
And it’s very possible!
The number of monks from all races is constantly increasing. They are taking away the immortal energy and even the luck of the immortal world. The monks were originally going against heaven, or in other words, they were going against heaven. Taking away the sky
The immortality and luck of the earth. In this way, in ten million years, the monks of all races may have deprived the immortal world of a large amount of immortal energy and luck. If they continue to be taken away like this, will the luck and immortal energy of the immortal world be exhausted?
Once the luck and immortal power of the immortal world are exhausted, the immortal world will probably be destroyed, and the way of heaven in the immortal world will also be destroyed.
Therefore, every ten million years, the Immortal World’s Heavenly Dao creates such a destiny battle platform, killing a large number of monks of all races in the Immortal World, so that the monks of all races can steal the immortal essence and luck from heaven and earth and return to the Immortal World.
If we surmise this way, the fortune that Heavenly Dao in the Immortal Realm distributes to all races every thousand years through the Luck Battle Platform is like bait. Compared with the immortal energy and fortune that Heavenly Dao harvests and recaptures from monks from all races through the Luck Battle Platform, Probably trivial.
The luck given by heaven is just a small piece of bait, but what you get back is a big harvest.
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