Storm of Kings

Bai Xiaoqing was dreaming.

He dreamed that he had become a big centipede, shaking his head and wagging his tail to grow arbitrarily.

One day, he was asleep in his lair, and a meteor flashed across the sky to bake a large area of ​​land into glass, and countless Zerg races wailed and burned to ashes.

Fortunately, he only burned half of his body and survived this catastrophe.

Since the day of the fight, he has fallen into a weird state, sometimes with bad luck, sometimes with luck, wandering between bad luck and luck.

After years of hard work, he finally found a pattern, shaking off bad luck like a cat shaking off his body covered in frost and snow, leaving the luck to himself.

This is really a very strange dream. When Bai Xiaoqing woke up for a few hours, he was lying in the bacteria bag in a daze, and then he realized that he had completed a special epiphany.

"Reject bad luck? Bring bad luck to those around you, and leave luck to yourself?"

"No, no, no, it's okay to do this when you are alone, you should never do it if there are people around."

Bai Xiaoqing got up, wondering what is the use of this epiphany?

"Now I am alone! Do you want to try?"

"Many monks say that luck is very important, do you want to break out here?"

"If luck belongs to me and bad luck belongs to the enemy, wouldn't it be awesome?"

"Yes, try and try, there is a reincarnation bottom, I am afraid of a ball!"

After figuring it out, Bai Xiaoqing sat up, ignoring that he was covered with pus and blood, and put his **** together [Pencil Novel www.qbxs.xyz] and concentrated on reciting Hanyao Fu.

"Heaven...there are unforeseen circumstances, people...every day and night...the centipede has a hundred feet, but it can't do a snake. A rooster has two wings, but a crow can't fly. A horse can travel thousands of miles without a ride. People have the aspiration to skyrocket. Non-transportation cannot be self-transmitted.

"The sky is not the time, the sun and the moon are not light. The land is not the time, and the vegetation is not growing. When the water is not, the wind and waves are uneven. When people are not the time, there is no good fortune..."

"Humanity is precious to me, and it is not my ability. This is time, luck, and fate..."

Why does Bai Xiaoqing recite Hanyao Fu?

This is because his epiphany is blamed here. In the end, all the pictures are converted into this fu. If you look closely, you will find that the words seem to be composed of hundreds of millions of wonderful symbols.

Suddenly, Bai Xiaoqing's complexion changed involuntarily, and she felt that the true power of her whole body was falling rapidly downward from the fully loaded state.

You must know that the first-grade monk has been lacking in true power.

This true power is absorbed by the mind, based on qi and blood, and transformed from the world's qi, such as earth qi, dragon qi, and devil qi, through the exercises.

The ten-dimensional universe is uniquely endowed by nature, and any world has strong earth energy, even if you are in the void, you can extract the breath of the nearby world.

To this day, most of the exercises cultivated by the human race have adapted to the general environment, and the inadaptability has long been eliminated, and it cannot continue to this day.

Bai Xiaoqing got Zhou Lie's guidance. He has a huge advantage in the technique. Others can only extract earth energy, and he can extract dragon energy here.

In the past ten years, he really hasn't experienced a time when his true power is weak.

No matter how fierce the battle is, as long as the jade and stone are not burned, the energy recovery alone can solve the consumption problem.

Now that he was reciting the cold kiln fu and chanting the cold kiln fu, he unexpectedly showed signs of inadequate true power, which surprised Bai Xiaoqing, and hurriedly urged the practice to transform his true power wildly.

"This trick consumes such a huge amount? It can't last at all. I'm still worried about people around me." Bai Xiaoqing laughed at herself, and when the true power was only 1%, a number appeared in his eyes.

"Three hundred and eight?"

"This is a countdown?"

"Damn, countdown! Five minutes countdown! I am lucky for five minutes if I bet on all my skills?"

Bai Xiaoqing acted quickly after confirming his state.

"In these five minutes, I will fight for the core of the temple. If it's a big deal, I will start again."

He no longer hides his deeds, and urges the few remaining true powers to fly forward, drawing maps while flying, and even releases the golden wings and big penguins.

"boom……"

The passage is very quiet, and there is no giant interception for such a big move.

Luck is so good.

Bai Xiaoqing hurriedly did not encounter the patrol for three minutes, because several patrols were either crippled or injured by their own weapons. They dragged their feet a little and then went wrong.

When the countdown was less than 120 seconds, Bai Xiaoqing broke into a glorious hall.

"Huh? This is it?"

"This is the palace of the high priest?"

"The scarlet breath is so strong."

Bai Xiaoqing was shocked, the wall was sunken inward, and there were many clothes racks.

The luxurious priest's clothing was held up on the hanger.

This kind of priest's clothing is more gorgeous than the robes worn by the deputy priest. You can think of who they belong to with your toes.

There are also large beds, tables and chairs next to it, and you can see the furnishings as a place to rest.

Of course, no matter how gorgeous the clothes are, Bai Xiaoqing will not be shocked. His shock comes from the fact that these robes are releasing soaring scarlet flames.

It's too dazzling!

so horrible!

In the absence of the high priest, his robe released such a strong scarlet aura.

That big bed is even more terrifying, like a gate to hell, worthy of two ferocious and perverted deputy priests.

"The places where they live are so terrifying, then how much will this high priest himself achieve?" Bai Xiaoqing could no longer imagine, but fortunately, the law didn't need his special drive, and immediately spread his wings to absorb after entering the palace.

The air made a "cracking" sound, forming a majestic trend of rivers and lakes, making the Dharma image behind Bai Xiaoqing more condensed.

At the moment when the countdown was over, the Golden Wing Roc made a loud noise, feeling that it had broken through a certain unique limit, and it gave birth to a trace of vitality that it should not have.

The sound of an eagle is uplifting.

Ming Wu was born in Bai Xiaoqing's heart.

My own Dharma image is on par with myself in strength, if I continue to absorb it at this speed, I believe it will soon be approaching the limit of the first-class.

Suddenly, Bai Xiaoqing felt bad, very bad.

A layer of shadow began to shake, and then a layer of shadow followed, and the scarlet arrogance rushed into the palace, this kind of momentum is unimaginable.

"The high priest is here?" Bai Xiaoqing couldn't think of the second reason.

Because it can be judged from the breath of the bedroom ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the scarlet aura carried by the high priest is bound to be incalculable. The sound of eagles just now should have caught the other party’s attention, and the lucky countdown is over, dangerous. It is normal to follow one another.

"Boom, boom..."

The footsteps are deafening, Bai Xiaoqing has not left, he wants to see what this ultimate boss looks like?

"Rumble..." The figure got closer.

"I saw it!"

Bai Xiaoqing's eyes widened. It was a withered old giant whose footsteps came from behind him.

"What is behind you? Why can't you see?"

"Is this high priest just a puppet? The big boss we really have to face is someone else?"

At this moment, Fantasy Art Network issued a prompt: "Warning, warning, the source of pollution is approaching, leave this place immediately, otherwise you will perish forever and cannot start reincarnation."

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Bai Xiaoqing flew away in fright.