Chapter 76: My game, my turf, my rules!

The ancient city was completely silent, and everyone's eyes were concentrated on Yu Qizi.

Before the Dao Conference, no one had thought that Yu Qizi would be persecuted, and he still had to make a choice before he lived and died.

This change is too fast.

Not long ago, Yu Qizi was still aloft, quite a posture of dominating the world, overlooking all monks.

But since Xiao Fan appeared, there was no time for a cup of tea, the battle was reversed, and even his Yuqizi's life was in the hands of others.

For some reason, the Human Race monk felt refreshed in his heart, and there was a hearty feeling. It was really too long before.

Huang Wulin, Beichen Star Soul, Emperor Ziyan, and Ji Wuyan all looked at Xiao Fan with complicated expressions. None of them had thought that the regional monks that he had looked down upon would become the heroes of the human race at this moment.

After today, the human monk will probably only remember Xiao Fan, and no one will remember the names of other people.

Xiao Fan was tasting the fragrant tea and waiting quietly. He believed that Yu Qizi would soon make a decision that the soul attacks of several Middle Thousand Worlds had definitely exceeded the limit of the Great Emperor Realm peak.

If Yu Qizi dared to refuse, Xiao Fan would never mind destroying him.

"Lao San, what about those foreign monks, are you really going to kill them?" Nangong Xiaoxiao secretly conveyed to Xiao Fan.

Although there are only a few thousand foreign monks, they are extremely powerful.

Although the number is not as good as the Terran monks, if it is really desperate, the Terran will probably suffer heavy losses.

"Do you think if I let them die, they will go?" Xiao Fan sneered. Xiao Fan knew very well what ideas these human races had made.

Some people may really stand in the position of the human race, and only then took action to surround the foreign monks.

But most people do this because they just want to compete for the luck of foreign monks.

In fact, Xiao Fan didn't care about the luck lost by the human monks, but he was extremely upset that Yu Qizi was domineering in the human race.

Upon hearing Xiao Fan's words, Nangong Xiaoxiao suddenly understood what Xiao Fan meant, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Instead, Guan Xiaoqi squinted his eyes, and said, "Brother, do you have any way to seize the luck of the foreign monk?"

Xiao Fan didn't answer, his eyes still fell on Yu Qizi, he had been thinking about this issue from the time he shot, but he has not found a good solution now.

"Why, do you have a way?" Xiao Fan suddenly looked at Guan Xiaoqi strangely.

"I don't know if this method will work or not." Guan Xiaoqi thought for a while, nodded and said, "These human monks, when they were asked to contribute, they were greedy for life and fear of death.

Now that you know there are benefits, one by one came out immediately. Where is there such a good thing in the world? At this tea ceremony, the foreign monks couldn't keep their luck at all.

If possible, I want to deprive them of their luck. A group of people who are greedy for life and fear of death, and occupy the luck of the human race are also in vain. "

Guan Xiaoqi said that he was very angry. He had personally experienced the scenes before, and he had already lost confidence in these people.

"Let's talk about your method first." Nangong Xiaoxiao said anxiously.

"The third brother has now frustrated the foreign monks. The luck on them will surely slowly condense towards the third brother. If the third brother cannot keep these luck, it will definitely fall on the human monks." Guan Xiaoqi explained.

When Xiao Fan used his divine power, he could indeed clearly feel a strange energy on the head of a foreign cultivator converging towards him.

Thinking of this is the so-called luck, but he doesn't know how to keep these luck.

"Does luck really exist?" Nangong Xiaoxiao still had some doubts.

"Regardless of whether he exists or not, but Yu Qizi and the others did it, there must be a reason." Guan Xiaoqi said solemnly.

After a pause, Guan Xiaoqi added: "Furthermore, I learned some information from several monks before. Actually, the confrontation on the ancient road of human trials is a confrontation of luck, and the same is true for other ancient roads of foreign races. ."

"Oh?" Xiao Fan was slightly surprised. He could truly capture the existence of Qi Luck, so naturally he didn't want to miss this thing.

Guan Xiaoqi smiled and explained to Xiao Fan and Nangong Xiaoxiao. It turned out that on the ancient road of human trials, as long as you defeat or kill the opponent, you can take some luck from the opponent.

People who have more luck will have a lot easier to break through and have a lot more chances, while those who have less luck are very likely to be unlucky.

Although there is no statement that can prove the existence of Qi Luck, this conclusion has been proved to be correct and passed on from generation to generation.

The reason why Yu Qizi held a tea party was to gather foreign monks, to give the human monks a heavy blow, and to take away the luck of the human monks.

Naturally, if the human race can gain the upper hand and stabilize the foreign monk, the human race can also get the luck of the foreign monk.

Because Xiao Fan is suppressing foreign monks now, those luck will naturally flow to Xiao Fan, but if he can't keep it, those luck will be divided by other human races.

"A person is like a volume, but the volume is limited. It is impossible for the third brother to keep all these luck." Guan Xiaoqi said in a deep voice.

When Xiao Fan heard the words, he suddenly became enlightened, and said, "According to your opinion, if you want to retain these air luck, there are two ways, one is to expand one's own volume, and the other is to increase other volumes?

"Not bad." Guan Xiaoqi nodded solemnly, and said: "However, it is difficult to expand or increase the volume."

"That's not necessarily." Xiao Fan smiled meaningfully, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Nangong Xiaoxiao and Guan Xiaoqi didn't know why, but immediately afterwards, they saw an endless cave sky above Xiao Fan's head, with two flames burning continuously inside.

"Brother, even if we add these two kinds of flames, it is still not enough." Guan Xiaoqi smiled bitterly, "The cultivators below the Divine King Realm in the world in your body have limited air luck."

"Enough." Xiao Fan nodded affirmatively.

Others don't know, but he knows very well that there are a hundred Great Emperor Realms in his body world.

Xiao Fan happened to be still worrying about how to let these hundred people successfully survive the Great Tribulation. If these luck were added, wouldn't the chances of crossing the Great Tribulation be much greater?

"Boy, bring those luck over." At this moment, a voice rang in Xiao Fan's mind.

Xiao Fan was slightly startled, but his eyes fell on the black fire gourd in the inner world, but he discovered that the black fire gourd was also quickly devouring the mysterious energy in the dark. But soon, Xiao Fan's face turned dark, cut off the connection between Qi Luck and Black Fire Gourd, and said coldly: "It's better to be honest with me, my territory, I call the shots!"