Villain: At the beginning of the game, there are two choices for the son of luck

Voices sounded one after another, but no one moved forward.

After all, the previous scene was really terrifying.

Although it has changed now, the faint smell of blood is still on the tip of the nose.

[The child of luck is hostile by the people of the fairyland, the destiny value drops by 20, and the master's villain value increases by 20. 】

Di Juetian was quite satisfied when he heard this sentence.

The Heavenly Secret Holy Sect has been destroyed.

In the future, there will be no special old cunts, and they will be calculated behind.

The background of Daotianxianfu has also become a puppet.

The most important thing is that there are a few cracks in the heavenly path of the fairyland. Although it is only a short one, it can break a thousand miles in an ant's nest.

Just this one thing can make that thing quiet for a while.

Moreover, the son of luck is also a chaotic demon body now, even if it is not, it is. Who knows, whose soul is in it now?

Moreover, this time, the destiny value of the son of luck was reduced, and a corner of the magic circle was also arranged.

"Tian'er, there are indeed some people who are going to die, but they are not strong, they are just saints, saint kings."

"There are thousands of people under control, and only a dozen or so Half-Emperors, who are not that powerful."

"It's okay, just control it, control it first, and wait for my strength to break through again. At that time, these people will be controlled by me."

"Then, the formation can be arranged."

"Days are really getting more and more hopeful."

Di Juetian murmured.

The ancestor fell silent, looking at Di Juetian, a little speechless.

Today, Di Juetian told him in advance to get him ready, but he didn't expect that there would be such a big commotion.

Di Juetian was in a good mood, but someone was in a bad mood.

At this moment, the Primordial God of War Pagoda in the sea of ​​Chu Ming's knowledge trembled.

Chu Ming's expression changed.

Suddenly, the Primordial God of War Tower appeared in the void, the portal opened, and thousands of brilliance bloomed.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of lights disappeared.

The thunder gathers.

A huge figure hovered above everyone's heads.

"Roar."

A roar sounded, intimidating all directions, and a dragon's power landed.

Many strong men fell from the sky.

With apprehension on his face.

Looking at the figure in the sky.

At this time, with a body of hundreds of thousands of feet, thunder clouds gathered around him, surrounding Chu Ming in the middle.

While Chu Ming's face changed, he was overjoyed. He didn't expect that this time, he would open the second floor of the Primordial God of War Tower.

Perhaps, this is God's will in the dark.

"This is the strongest of the Thunder Dragon Clan."

Seeing the behemoth in the sky, many people became ugly.

What is the origin of this young man? Could it be that the current Immortal Realm has been infiltrated by the Chaos Demon Body to look like this? Even the strong dragon clan has also fallen?

"Little Master."

Thunder Dragon's voice sounded, and at the same time, thousands of thunderbolts landed.

As thunderbolts landed, a strong man fell from the void.

"A strong man who is a half-step emperor is still a dragon."

Looking at the aura of the thunder dragon in the sky, these people felt jealous.

The eyes of some people in the dark are thoughtful.

"Who dares to hurt my little master."

The power of thunder continues to expand.

Looking carefully, the Throne of Thunder was formed in the sky, and Chu Ming walked on it.

At this moment, Chu Ming felt that he was the return of destiny.

This is the correct way to open it.

"You're in my way."

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

The sound was not loud, but it was heard by everyone in the void.

Lei Long looked over.

Immediately afterwards, there was fear and fear in the huge dragon eyes.

He saw a young and handsome figure looking at him with calm eyes. When everyone was shocked, only this young man looked at him with calm eyes.

Especially when you see the emperor character at the back.

The body became smaller, and then pulled Chu Ming's body and moved to the side.

Because I was a little nervous, I accidentally bumped into Di Juetian's palace.

There was tension in the huge eyes.

Gently support a corner of the palace.

Show a kind look.

Everyone is speechless, cooperating with you, a dragon, there are also people who are afraid.

"Thank you."

Di Juetian muttered softly.

"polite."

Thunder Dragon's voice buzzed.

"Since you are not polite to me, I will treat you as a family."

"Old Ancestor, I haven't eaten meat for a long time. I want to eat meat, so I can satisfy my hunger."

The Thunder Dragon's expression in the sky changed.

Immediately afterwards, the body continued to shrink.

In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of thousands of feet of body, only half a meter in size.

"Now the essence of the flesh is gathered together!"

Di Juetian murmured.

A maid appeared from behind.

Then, he took this dragon and handcuffed him.

Many people's faces changed.

Nima, this is too skilled.

Chapter 132 You are so sincere, it is difficult for me to do things for you

Set up a shelf, light a fire, bake, and spread nature.

"By the way, I'm sprinkling some chili. Brother Chu Ming must like spicy food."

Di Juetian said it again.

Hearing this sentence, Chu Ming's face changed.

"Di Juetian, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Nothing, just want you to be happy, how simple."

"The powerhouse of the Thunder Dragon clan is here."

The ancestor suddenly sent a voice transmission to Di Juetian.

"Come on, just show up and see."

Di Juetian looked at the void and said something.

The void fluctuated, and several figures appeared in the void.

When looking at Chu Ming, with joy, the prophecy appeared.

But, why is the enemy the evil star Di Juetian?

Looking at the strong man of the race, being roasted on the rack, he felt unspeakably aggrieved.

"What are you doing?"

"us."

"We are here to deliver wine to the Son of God."

A figure behind stood up and said something on his own initiative.

And, as expected, a jug of wine was brought out in his hand.

"Thank you to the strong men of the Thunder Dragon Clan."

"You can try it too."

After Di Juetian finished speaking, he gestured to the maid with his eyes.

The maid cuts the dragon meat.

Several thunder dragon experts had ugly faces.

After taking the maid's meat, his eyes fluctuated.

I wanted to yell, but I couldn't bear it when I saw a covetous gaze behind me.

"eat."

The headed old man said something.

Whoops, what's the matter, it tastes good?

Several strong men of the Thunder Dragon clan changed their expressions and looked at each other.

Di Juetian also laughed.

"Several seniors, it's really interesting, the younger generation won't give it away."

Hearing Di Juetian speak again.

Several strong men from the Thunder Dragon clan left.

He came here full of enthusiasm, ate the meat of his own people, put in a jug of good wine, and left.

What's the point of this?

But, what can I do.

"Are we leaving like this?"

The strong men of the Thunder Dragon clan spoke unwillingly.

"There is no way, Emperor's family, we are not opponents, unless our Dragon Clan unites, but over the years, the Dragon Clan has been divided, and there is no one who can convince the crowd to unite the Dragon Clan."

"Also, everyone's strength is about the same now, and no one is convinced."