Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

"If it wasn't for the realm of saints, then how could Yuan Shi win She Jifa?"

"Heaven's luck..."

Half way through.

Patriarch Styx's eyes widened.

A pair of brown eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Could it be that the luck of that day is only on Ji Fa's body?"

Wu Shen smiled sarcastically.

"if not?"

"Fellow Daoist, do you now understand why I should notify you?"

Although Ji Fa is the son of luck.

But Hongjun only regards Ji Fa as a tool man.

In order to prevent Ji Fa from losing control after gaining a lot of luck.

Hongjun manipulated luck.

It was Ji Fa's body that was locked and entangled by luck, not Ji Fa's soul.

It can be inferred from this.

In Hongjun's original plan.

There is a design of "Once Ji Fa is disobedient, just take it away".

According to Ji Fa's original fate, he would die once when he broke through the red sand formation of the Ten Absolute Formation.

This was deliberately arranged by Ran Deng.

Wu Shen was curious from the very beginning.

The son of luck died, even if he was saved afterwards.

It is also a matter of bad luck.

Explain why it does this.

After confirming that Ji Fa was seized by Yuan Shi.

He understood.

Ji Fa is a complete tool man.

In the original fate, Ji Fa who died and came back to life.

I'm afraid it's no longer Ji Fa.

Wu Shen looked at Patriarch Styx whose eyes were about to pop out.

"Patriarch Minghe, do you want this luck?"

Patriarch Styx smiled wryly.

"Fellow Daoist, how much do you plan to give to the poor?"

Those who don't want are fools.

But how could you possibly give me much to the ancestor?

I'm afraid it's not you who eat meat and drink soup.

Finally, give me some scum for the ancestor, shall we?

A little residue.

I despise the old ancestor.

Patriarch Styx calmly picked up his teacup.

Take a sip.

snort!

My ancestor, I also have a backbone.

Wu Shen held out his hand.

"Fifty percent."

"Fifty percent of Ji Fa's entangled luck belongs to you, fellow Taoist."

puff!

All the tea in Patriarch Ming He's mouth spewed out.

As expected of the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood, the leader of Shura.

One of the most experienced quasi-sages in the prehistoric era.

Patriarch Styx's reaction was so quick.

Create a barrier in front of him in an instant.

Block all the tea that spewed out.

Just bouncing back to the pantry.

It was just unstoppable.

on the spot.

Patriarch Styx completed the feat of spraying himself with tea.

"Dao, fellow daoist, how much do you say?"

Wu Shen stretched out his hand, but didn't take it back.

Smiling and repeated.

"Fifty percent."

hiss!

Ancestor Ming He took a deep breath.

fog grass.

[-]%?

Ancestor, am I hallucinating?

This is [-]% of the luck of heaven.

It's luck during the time of calamity.

This is luck that even saints and great religions will fight for.

Give the ancestor me [-]%?

Are you serious?

Wu Shen smiled slightly.

"What? Patriarch Styx, you don't want it?"

Patriarch Styx almost jumped up.

"Yes, Pindao wants it very much."

Backbone or something.

How can there be luck?

The son of luck born at the time of calamity.

It represents the direction of luck during the entire calamity.

And the luck entangled in him is naturally extremely amazing.

Fifty percent of Ji Fa's luck.

without any exaggeration.

It can directly double the current population of the Shura tribe.

Patriarch Styx took two deep breaths.

Suppress your excitement.

"So, what's the price?"

Wu Shen looked at Ji Fa on the screen.

"It's very simple, just make sure Ji Chang doesn't die."

Patriarch Styx frowned.

"Guarantee that Ji Chang will not die? His fate is not very good for a few days."

Wu Shen smiled playfully.

"is it?"

Patriarch Minghe's eyes widened suddenly.

Then suddenly remembered, after Ji Chang died.

It was Wu Shen who resurrected him.

At this time, I still don't understand that Ji Chang's Shouyuan has been passive.

That is a problem with the brain.

Patriarch Styx took a deep breath.

"it is good."

Say it.

He stood up.

"Pindao sensed that the lustful sky is coming, so I went to explain a few words to her."

Saying this, he left after a salute.

Wu Shen smiled and did not refuse.

Wait until Patriarch Styx leaves.

Only then did Chang Xi speak in confusion.

"Wu Sheng, why do you want to distribute so much luck to Styx?"

"If we want to keep Ji Chang alive, we have plenty of means."

The rest of them were also confused.

Wu Shen smiled slightly.

"It's very simple. Only in this way can the time for measuring the calamity be extended."

"And the longer it takes to measure the calamity, the better it is for us."

All the immortals were stunned.

Isn't the shorter the better for things like measuring robbery?

What's more, this time it was a murder.

The longer it is, the more dangerous it is.

Wu Shen smiled slightly.

In fact, the reason is very simple.

Measuring the calamity is actually not just about coping with the pressure of sentient beings.

It is also the pressure of heaven.

Once the time is too long, Heaven is under pressure.