I have an altar of luck

Standing in the void, Chen Yuan drove the flames to rise continuously with his spiritual thoughts. As time went by, the breath of the black dragon gradually declined.

The whole world is trembling, trembling.

The waves tumbling with the rolling of the black dragon, set off layers of waves, the aftermath of the magic flames, and the burning void has been distorted and deformed.

But Chen Yuan still didn't have the slightest carelessness, and was still cautious.

Before completely injuring it, it is absolutely impossible for him to take down the magic flame, but he has to be careful, after all, his purpose is to devour the black dragon's dragon essence, and use it to advance and break through Yangshen.

If he didn't control the speed well, causing this black dragon to be refined to death, then he would suffer a lot.

While the monster dragon was rolling, suddenly, a layer of darkness appeared in the waves below. The next moment, a real dragon with the size of a hundred feet and exactly the same size as the thousand-foot black dragon suddenly roared up.

Taking advantage of the gap between the lightning and flint, he directly opened his huge mouth and swallowed Chen Yuan in one gulp.

black dragon...

There are backhands!

But this black dragon was far from the black dragon churning in the magic flame. Even if it swallowed Chen Yuan in one gulp, it was still supported by him.

Holding two dragon teeth with both hands, he stood directly in the mouth of the black dragon, one after another mysterious lines condensed on his body, the powerful force did not allow the Baizhang black dragon to swallow it.

"Sure enough, there is a backhand!"

Chen Yuan's eyes were fixed. Although he did not expect the appearance of a new black dragon, he actually understood how could a real dragon die so easily?

Therefore, he has been vigilant.

The instant the hundred-foot black dragon opened its mouth, he reacted.

"This is the fake body condensed by the black dragon's essence and blood, and it is essentially a gathering of vitality..."

Mo Luo's voice reached Chen Yuan's ears, as if telling him not to worry.

As long as the magic flame doesn't dissipate, the black dragon won't have any chance, but if he seizes the opportunity, he will really have to wipe it out slowly later.

"understand!"

Chen Yuan nodded, his eyes were bloody red, and his body began to swell rapidly, gradually opening the mouth of the Baizhang Black Dragon as if it was a phenomenon of heaven and earth.

He smelted the fire unicorn's divine blood, so he didn't need to be transformed into a unicorn demon to possess great power, but that didn't mean he couldn't transform.

On the contrary, as long as he has a thought, he can change again at any time.

It's just that the scales on his body will not regenerate, and the horns on the top of his head will not regenerate as long as he doesn't want to.

Swell, swell, swell...

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yuan's physical body became tens of feet tall, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, he mobilized all the energy and blood in his body.

"Roar!!!"

The Baizhang Black Dragon seemed to sense the danger, and roared non-stop, trying to shatter Chen Yuan's fighting spirit with dragon chant, but unfortunately, it was futile after all.

Chen Yuan broke two dragon teeth abruptly.

And the moment he broke it off, the two dragon teeth also turned into ashes and disappeared, as if they shouldn't have appeared in the first place.

The hundred-foot-sized black dragon roared and wanted to swallow it again, but Chen Yuan would not give him another chance, so he turned around and came to the top of the black dragon.

Punch after punch, he smashed towards his head.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Fist to the flesh, recruit to see blood.

Chen Yuan vented all his power on the black dragon's head, his eyes were filled with the ultimate murderous intent, at this moment, his divine sense was completely placed on the real thousand-foot real dragon.

It can only be used to mobilize the power of one's own body, which can be regarded as a dual purpose.

The power of the Baizhang Black Dragon was no match for Chen Yuan, and now that he found an opportunity, he quickly fell into a disadvantage, but only for a short while.

Then Chen Yuansheng smashed the dragon's head.

And with the annihilation of the dragon's head, the real body of this hundred-foot-high black dragon also collapsed inch by inch, turning into nothingness, leaving only a drop of pale golden blood essence remaining.

With a wave of his hand, Chen Yuan collected this drop of blood essence, which condensed the great power of the real dragon, into the space of the book of heaven.

But at this moment, the thousand-foot true dragon was also burnt badly, with raging demonic flames burning all over its body, burning its flesh, flesh and scales into nothingness.

Looking from a distance, it seems that the heaven and earth are the furnace, and the vitality is the fire, condensing a sinful dragon that has committed karma.

"Roar!!!"

As Chen Yuan got rid of the fake body evolved from the black dragon's blood essence, his real body that was really trapped by the magic flame seemed to be in a hurry at the moment.

He kept struggling, exhausted his last strength, wanted to struggle, and even used his flesh and blood to extinguish the magic flames attached to the dragon's body.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan frowned, and looked up at the void.

Between the sky and the earth, a gust of wind suddenly blew up and gathered towards the black dragon. Then, Chen Yuan could see that an extreme light suddenly burst out from the mouth of the black dragon in the magic flame.

With the most extreme speed, it seemed to rush towards Chen Yuan across time and space.

At this moment, he didn't have time to react too much, he directly mobilized the power of Qi and blood, and punched out.

"boom!"

There was a cracking sound, and the void distorted, but even so, it only slowed down the dim light for a moment, but it didn't stop it at all.

This is the last blow of the black dragon, and it is also the strongest blow under the desperate situation.

When he realized that it was impossible to extinguish the bone-eating magic flame, he made this decision in an instant, killing him, he would be able to regain his freedom.

Only by killing him can the anger in my heart be dispelled.

The endless vitality of heaven and earth condensed into a barrier in front of Chen Yuan in an instant, and then came the second barrier condensed with blood energy.

but,

After all, it was still useless, that gloomy light broke through his defense in an instant, as if... as if... this is not a level of power at all.

It is the power condensed by the black dragon's divine power. The vitality and blood of the world he condensed is like paper in front of him, at least for now.

At this moment, Chen Yuan fell into the most critical moment.

Before he could speak, bloodstains suddenly appeared on Chen Yuan's body, and a layer of majestic rule power directly protected him. It was... Mo Luo made a move!

He used his power of rules.

But correspondingly, Chen Yuan also felt a fatal danger at this moment, his physical body could not withstand the burst of power, and was gradually splitting and healing.

It seems that the next moment, it will collapse.

His purple primordial spirit is also under great pressure, and the light on his body is restrained.

But it was still the case, Chen Yuan still didn't think it was safe, now it was basically the last blow of the black dragon, and he had to block it, because if he couldn't stop it, he might die.

Therefore, between this thought, even though the physical body and the primordial spirit had reached their limit, he still used his primordial spirit and supernatural power without hesitation.

The void freezes!

Three times in a row, the void around him suddenly became muddy, as if it had suddenly solidified.

And that Youguang, who was going forward indomitably, was finally shackled at this time.

Started to be extremely slow.

The power of Mo Luo's rules, like a divine chain of order, directly locked the mysterious light, obliterating it inch by inch.

Finally, the void fell into silence again.

Chen Yuan let out a long breath of foul air, his brows were tightly frowned, and there was still a look of shock and anger in his eyes. He didn't think about what this faint light was.

If the black dragon has such power, why didn't it use it earlier?

In this case, he would definitely be able to injure him severely. After all, this was the blow he blocked with the help of his ultimate primordial spirit and the power of Mo Luo's rules.

Now, his physical body and primordial spirit have almost reached their limits, even after Mo Luo strangled that ray of gloom, he quickly retracted the rules.

It still gave him a tendency to collapse his primordial spirit.

It is worthy of being... a true dragon of one of the four poles of heaven and earth.

But at this moment, suddenly, the black dragon in the magic flame burst out the most shocking dragon roar, and immediately after, his thousand-foot-long dragon body shrank rapidly.

The breath on his body also dropped rapidly at this moment.

It seemed that that blow gathered nearly all of his strength.

"ended……"

Mo Luo's voice resounded in his ears, and he seemed to be relieved. At that moment, he didn't have much confidence that he could use the rules to wipe out the gloomy light.

If not, with that power, Chen Yuan will definitely fall directly.

Mo Luo breathed a sigh of relief, but Chen Yuan, who was the rightful lord, did not completely let go of his guard, because, for some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy again.

However, before he could speak, a faint light suddenly appeared in front of him. It was the remaining power of the dark light just now, which fooled Mo Luo.

"presumptuous!"

Mo Luo also seemed to be angry at this moment, and condensed directly from the Emperor Butcher's Knife. With a movement of his divine sense, the power of rules condensed again, but at this time...it was already a bit late.

At the moment when the rules condensed, that gloomy light directly penetrated into Chen Yuan's altar.

But Chen Yuan froze in place, with a subconscious smile on the corner of his mouth.

Just now, when he sensed that sense of danger, he originally wanted to disregard his foundation, squeeze the limit of his soul, and stagnate in the void again to block this gloomy light.

But watching him drill towards his Lingtai, he suddenly stopped moving.

This is... Courting death!

Since he set foot on martial arts, no matter what, as long as he dared to drill into the spiritual platform, he would be seeking his own death, because although the altar of luck in the depths of his consciousness could not be communicated with.

But it obviously has an autonomous consciousness.

To put it simply, it is... the protector!

There was a flash of anxiety in Mo Luo's eyes, just as he was about to say something, suddenly, he saw Chen Yuan slowly closing his eyes.

……

……

In the Lingtai, that strange black air wanted to quickly entangle Chen Yuan's primordial spirit, but its purple light released an astonishing light at this moment.

Originally it had reached its limit, but at this moment, under the stimulus of danger, it burst into light again.

The black air suddenly froze, as if hesitating for something.

And right now.

A supreme coercion suddenly swept across Chen Yuan's altar, and the bloody altar hidden in the depths of his consciousness suddenly glowed with powerful blood.

then,

A blood-colored air flow suddenly appeared in Chen Yuan's altar, and after that, it seemed to be automatically tracking, and directly engulfed the black air.

'Zizizi...'

It sounds like a hot soldering iron meeting cold water.

The black air seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and quickly disappeared. Then, like an auditory hallucination, Chen Yuan seemed to hear an exclamation in the black air:

"No...impossible...altar...holy...ah..."

The black air vanished into nothingness, like a shower of rain after a catastrophe, falling on the purple primordial spirit. The purple primordial spirit, which had been sluggish due to the heavy pressure of the rules before, regained its light.

……

"Chen Yuan?"

Mo Luo opened a distance of more than ten feet, and stared at Chen Yuan vigilantly, as if he was guarding whether he had been taken away by the black energy.

Chen Yuan opened his eyes, and there was a gleam of light in them.

He didn't pay attention to Moro, but fell into deep thought.

"Altar?"

Refers to the Altar of Luck?