Vol 20 Chapter 2: Lucky (on)

Bao Chengyong said: "I didn't stop you, I just have something to say!" Feng Xilong was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, and said: "Say something quickly, let go of the fart!" He was extremely upset.
Everyone looked at Bao Chengyong. Guo twelve laughed inwardly, Bao Chengyong's intention was obvious, that is to disturb Feng Xilong's mind, so that he could not comfortably charge Gu Molian, as long as he failed, it was Bao Chengyong's opportunity.
Bao Chengyong said slowly: "The magic liquid is just below, the quantity is not much, how to distribute?"
Feng Xilong said: "You should divide as much as you want! Wait until I finish collecting Gu Molian."
Bao Chengyong said lightly: "Ancient Molian ... You may not be able to successfully collect it."
Feng Xilong calmed down suddenly. He was not an ordinary person. He already understood it in his heart. He scolded and laughed: "If you don't give it a try, you know, there is so much magic liquid, used to cleanse the altar ... It is estimated that it is not enough for us six The score is barely enough for five people. In this way ... whoever successfully collected the ancient Molian will give the opportunity to wash the altar to others. "He said generously.
Bao Chengyong knew that this guy had been awakened and could not continue to provoke him, so he stepped back and said, "Well, Feng Xilong, you are the first, I am the second ..."
Everyone looked at Feng Xilong. If he succeeded in receiving Gu Molian, others would be considered in vain.
Feng Xilong confidently said: "Look at me!" He flew up to the ancient Molian, paused briefly, then fell down, the location is the ancient Molian's central platform.
Suddenly, the ancient Molian shines brightly, and countless colorful lights are emitted, hitting Feng Xilong who is falling. With a scream, Feng Xilong was thrown out. In just one second, Gu Xilong ended in failure and had no chance of getting Gu Molian.
Bao Chengyong laughed with joy and said, "Feng Xilong, you failed!"
Feng Xilong rolled in the air for more than ten circles to control his body. Although he was not injured, he was very frustrated. He cursed and stepped aside, sneeringly said: "Bao Chengyong, you may not do it!"
Bao Chengyong observed carefully for a moment, and said, "It seems that as long as it falls to the center of ancient Molian, can it be subdued to ancient Molian?"
Yan Ruodai, because she was ranked last, did not expect herself to get Gu Molian from the beginning, but seeing the wind Xi Long failed so fast, she couldn't help but give birth to a trace of hope, said: "Bao Chengyong, hurry up!"
Feng Xilong also urged: "Bao Chengyong, don't spend time, hurry up! Everyone is waiting, when you fail, they still have a chance!"
Bao Chengyong smiled and said, "Don't excite me, let me take a closer look, I don't want to be beaten like you, before it falls!"
Feng Xilong shook his head in annoyance. Unexpectedly, Gu Molian would launch an attack. Although he did not hurt himself, the strength was really shocking. At that moment, he had no resistance.
Waited for a while, and even Ling Zhenren was impatient, and urged: "Bao Chengyong, hurry up, everyone is waiting."
Bao Chengyong knew that he could not drag on anymore, he gritted his teeth and said, "Look at how I surrender you!" Flying into the air, he released his altar, and the black sword flew directly out of the altar, aiming at the center of the ancient Morian position.
Feng Xilong shouted: "Hey! Do you want to destroy Ancient Molian?"
Bao Chengyong said: "Fool, how could I destroy Gu Molian, I just used it to protect myself, and would not be beaten away like someone!" As he began to descend, he approached Gu Molian a little bit, The speed was extremely slow, carefully watching Gu Molian's reaction. There was only one chance, and he did n’t want to lose it somehow.
When Bao Chengyong was seven or eight meters away from Gu Molian, Gu Molian suddenly issued a dazzling brilliance, an unparalleled force, and hit it head-on.
Bao Chengyong was terrified. He was about to drive the altar to suppress, and suddenly found that the soul was like being imprisoned. In an instant, he was also thrown out. He heard his scolding: "Fuck ..."
Feng Xilong laughed out loud: "Ha ha, ha ha ha!"
Ling Zhenren is the third position. Although he is not as happy as Feng Xilong, he can't hide the joy in his heart and said, "I'll try it."
Bao Cheng hummed away the black sword of the altar and said, "Fuck, it's useless to suppress by power! Alas, bad luck."
At this point, several people knew that Gu Molian was an extremely rare treasure after all and would never be so easy to collect. If it is collected by force, even if it is damaged a little, ancient Molian will lose its spirituality, and its value will be greatly reduced. Therefore, professionals are very entangled in the collection of Gu Molian, and dare not forcefully charge.
Lingzhen did not procrastinate, flew directly over the ancient Molian, descended a little bit, with a flash of light flashing on his body, and soon reached the position where Ancient Molian would repel. Everyone watched nervously.
Even if Ling Zhenren is a super master of the four-story altar, he is strongly pushed away by Gu Molian. That force made him irresistible, because the force went towards the soul, so that the soul lost its fluctuation in an instant, and then sent another force to push away.
Ling Zhenren was also not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Very ancient Molian."
Shiyan Xilong said: "I'm coming!"
At this time, everyone had completely understood that the ancient Molian was collected not by strength, but by luck, so Shiyan Xilong flew down very directly.
Bao Chengyong laughed and said: "Next!" He was overjoyed to see Shiyan Xilong being bounced away.
Immediately afterwards, Juhu Miluo and Yan Ruodai both ended in failure, and no one could fall to the center of Gu Molian.
Juehu Miluo thought he could succeed. He had already fallen to only five meters from the center of ancient Molian before he was forcibly pushed away. Seeing everyone fail, Bao Chengyong said happily: "Haha, the old man tries again!" He couldn't help but say that he fell again.
Boom!
This time Gu Molian appeared extremely violent and directly attacked. Bao Chengyong was beaten without resistance and was hurt a little, this guy yelled angrily.
Feng Xilong sneered and said, "If you try again, the chance to wash the altar is gone!"
Bao Chengyong shouted: "Nonsense!"
Feng Xilong said: "Let everyone talk!"
Shiyan Xilong said: "I agree."
Ling Zhenren also said: "Well, yes."
Juehu Miluo nodded, not speaking. If one can be ruled out, everyone else will have a chance to cleanse the altar, so he nodded in agreement. Yan Ruodai sighed and said, "Agree."
Bao Chengyong steals the chicken and does not eclipse the rice, everyone agrees, he can't oppose it, and exclaimed angrily: "This ... unfair."
Feng Xilong said: "This is very fair, the opportunity is used by you."
Bao Chengyong hated his teeth, and he saw Guo twelve people at a glance and pointed at Guo twelve: "Go and try! Since it is fair, they should also have a chance!"
Everyone stayed for a while, no one thought about Guo Twelve of them, because their strength was too weak, there was no room for speech.
Guo Twelve couldn't help but stunned. He pointed to his nose and asked, "Me?"
Bao Chengyong nodded and said: "Yes, it is you! Since it is fair, then you should also have a chance, you try it!"
Guo XII asked: "Uncle, can I try?"
Juehu Miluo did not dare to make a decision, he said: "I agree, do you have any objections?"
Feng Xilong said: "Then try it, I guess it is impossible ... Grand Master, there should be no hope at all."
Ling Zhenren said: "Then try it, save Bao Baoyong's heart from being unbalanced."
Guo Twelve flew over Gu Molian without hesitation. He knew that no amount of defense he used was useless. Even Ling Zhenren, the strongest person here, could not stop Gu Molian ’s power. Not enough to see, so he simply fell directly.
Ancient Molian suddenly shined. Feng Xilong sneered: "It's useless!"
Everyone thought that Guo Twelve had been beaten, and found it wrong after a few seconds. The ancient Molian became brighter and brighter, and the light emitted stabbed the soul, and everyone was shocked to find that Guo Xie was already sitting in the center of the ancient Molian. Bao Cheng groaned loudly: "Wow, ... how is it possible!"
Feng Xilong was also dumbfounded. He pointed at Gu Molian and said: "He ... he actually ... went in ... I fucking, how could it be ..."
Juehu Miluo looked blankly, suddenly smiled and said: "Interesting, haha, interesting ... Hahahaha!" He was overjoyed and said: "I understand, the little guy has no altar! So I can get the ancient Molian Recognition! Haha! "
Ling Zhenren said: "It has nothing to do with the altar, there should be other reasons."
Bao Chengyong thumped his chest and slaps himself hard. As long as Gu Molian is still there, he still has a chance, but Gu Molian is charged, he has no chance at all. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
Guo Twelve fell into the ancient Molian Center, and he was also baffled himself. When he fell, he also felt that the soul was imprisoned, but in the soul, he possessed 167 runes formed by the soul scriptures, and in the instant that the soul was imprisoned, those 167 runes The text suddenly fluctuated violently, and at this time he had fallen into the Ancient Molian Center.
Ancient Molian is like living alive. Waves of invisible waves gradually match the waves of the soul and slowly blend together.
Guo Twelve suddenly realized that it was the fluctuation of the soul scripture that made him a success, and he began to recite the scripture silently without hesitation.
With the fluctuation of the soul, the magic liquid under the ancient Molian little by little merged into the ancient Molian. Guo Twelve only felt refreshed. What makes him feel most incredible is that he is rapidly advancing, from the junior grand priest to the intermediate level, which is not finished. Two days later, he was promoted to the senior priest.
The people waited patiently for two days. Bao Chengyong suddenly made a weird laugh: "Wow ... haha, hahaha, hahaha!"
Ling Zhenren frowned slightly. Feng Xilong shouted: "Bao Chengyong, what are you crazy about?"
Bao Chengyong pointed to the bottom of the ancient Molian, and could not support it: "Look at that magic liquid ... No, haha! Hahaha!"
Everyone's eyes turned to the ancient Molian, and sure enough, the magic liquid below had completely disappeared. Bao Chengyong was vetoed by the collective veto to wash the altar once, so when he saw that the magic liquid had disappeared, he was very happy and said: "I can't get it, neither of you can get it." The mood suddenly turned to the extreme.
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