Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 696: Draw luck

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Chapter 696 Extracting Luck

"To deal with you, I don't need to act yet!"

The Demon Sovereign stood with his hand in his hand, and said lightly, but his gentle tone contained strong confidence.

Crazy? Crazy! But this seems to be taken for granted to everyone, after all, the gap between the semi-sage and the peak of the Nine Heavens in the Martial Emperor Realm is like a chasm. Everyone knows that the Demon Emperor had no doubt deliberately released water to the prince just now.

However, these contemptuous words undoubtedly aroused the anger in the Prince's heart, and the other party snarled and pinched with both hands. I heard the surrounding air suddenly buzzing and vibrating violently. In the next moment, countless streams of light rushed from all directions and gathered towards the prince's body.

There is a huge amount of energy in these streamers, like ocean waves, rushing toward the prince's body.

Where the streamer passed, the ground quickly eroded down, and some plants on the square also withered quickly at this moment. It seems that the spiritual power of the entire square has been emptied, and this suffocation makes people feel cold in the back.

"This is..." Old Mo's face changed slightly.

"Pumping Dafa!" Aru gritted his teeth, his face also ugly.

As soon as this was said, everyone screamed in exclamation, and their eyes revealed incredible colors.

"Pumping Dafa? Isn't this a cult method that has been lost tens of thousands of years ago? Why would the prince use it?"

"This guy, what have you experienced in the past two years?"

Everyone was whispering, looking at the light that constantly passed around, their eyes became uncertain.

Pumping Dafa is a cult exercise that is not tolerated by humanity. Once this exercise is used, it will win the surrounding air and cause all things to wither.

What is luck?

Qiyun is similar to Feng Shui in plain terms, even in a barren place, there will be Feng Shui. Strong feng shui and luck can even change a person's life, making him lucky from an early age, so that he will grow up in the future. And weak feng shui luck will change a person's life, but he is different from the former, or even the opposite.

Under poor luck, people will continue to be unlucky and experience various natural and man-made disasters since childhood. Or the loss of his father and mother when he was young, or his spouse and child in the middle age, so that under poor luck, oneself may end up dead.

So when choosing a place to live, many people will carefully choose a good feng shui place for themselves. Even when they die, they also hope to pick a good point and pray for future generations.

And pumping Dafa...

But he was robbing him of his popularity abruptly!

To enhance your luck!

This kind of martial arts is really indignant!

"Puff!" At this moment, I saw Old Mo who was next to him all over his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and a tired look came out of his eyes.

"Old Mo, what's wrong with you?" Aru was taken aback.

"Nothing." Elder Mo shook his head and said weakly: "I just feel that my chest hurts a while ago. It should be because the old man's luck was taken away by the prince..."

"Ah!"

After Mo Laogang finished speaking, a scream suddenly rang.

Everyone looked back immediately.

Not far away, a figure suddenly fell into a pool of blood, with swords all over his body, and his body was chopped to blood and blood, looking very miserable.

"What's the matter?" Aru asked in a deep voice.

"No, I don't know!" A soldier shook his head, and said with a pale face: "This man was standing well behind me just now. I don't know why, the sword on my waist suddenly slipped down. Stabbed him to death!"

Hearing this, Aru's face suddenly became gloomy.

The sabers of these soldiers are all tied with cowhide ropes. How could they slip down so easily? It must be the reason that luck was taken away, causing this person to start to lose luck!

"Ah!"

At this moment, a scream rang again, and an official suddenly clutched his heart, his face was extremely painful and turned purple: "Old... old man's heart hurts! Old man's Heart attack! Medicine...Who has medicine?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking this sentence, the whole person was head tilted and died.

"Ah!" The friend on the side was so scared that he fell to the ground with a plop.

The person who was okay just now, how to say he died?

"Be careful! Master Liu!" At this moment, an exclamation sound came from not far away, implying anxiety.

The man was taken aback for a moment, but he still didn't react, he only heard the sound of "rumble" behind him. A stone suddenly rolled down from the ruins next to him, and the man almost didn't even have time to scream, but was directly smashed into flesh by the boulder!

"Master Liu!"

Heart-piercing voices sounded from all around.

At this moment, everyone was panicked.

The screams continued to sound around, and all kinds of unlucky things began to happen to the partners beside me. Some were suddenly smashed to death by falling rocks beside them, some were burned to death by the magma in the fiery field, and some were accidentally stabbed to death by a companion's weapon.

The tragedy is happening all the time.

"My god, what is going on?" Lin Nian opened his mouth, watching the scene in disbelief.

Obviously no one attacked them, why did these people die one by one?

"This is the law of pumping!" Xiaoyue said in a deep voice: "This group of people's luck has been taken away, so bad things happen one after another. However, people with strong cultivation bases will suffer at most. People with minor injuries, weak cultivation bases, and older people may not escape this disaster!"

When he heard this, Lin Nian was taken aback.

Sure enough, he discovered that some of the people who died at this moment were basically ordinary soldiers and some elderly people.

"For the sake of safety, we'd better keep a little distance to prevent accidentally hurting each other!" Xiaoyue said in a deep voice, and then just stepped away.

A little more than twenty meters away from Chu Ruan and Lin Nian, Xiaoyue built a spiritual barrier to hide her body.

Chu Rou also took a few steps back and built a barrier in front of her.

Lin Nian was still sitting silently on the ruins, motionless.

"Damn, Lao Tzu's life has always been in Lao Tzu's own hands! What kind of **** luck? Only me can kill Lao Tzu! God can't kill me!"

Lin Nian snorted in his nose, folded his hands on his chest, and sat firmly on the ruins of the ancestor statue.

He has made up his mind to guard the teacher's retreat, how can he leave and leave?

When she heard this, Chu Rou gave a wry smile, she pondered for a moment, and shrouded her barrier to Lin Nian. The two stood together on the ruins of the ancestral statue, resisting the detachment of the surrounding luck.