Chapter 4917: Smuggling
Xiao Fan was extremely astonished. He was in another space at the moment, even if it was an entity, he could easily pass through it.
However, the facts are completely opposite.
Xiao Fan tried several times, but his body was blocked by an invisible barrier.
Taking a deep breath, his figure emerged, stretched out a palm, and slowly touched it forward.
Suddenly, when he stretched his hand two feet away, he felt a cold chill.
"Boom~"
At the same time, a white ripple surged out, and Xiao Fan's eyes were full of incredible colors.
Formation?
And it's a formation that contains the power of time and space!
Xiao Fan was shocked by this world again. The key is that he didn't even feel the fluctuation of the formation.
The formation attainment reached his level, the whole world, but there were few formations that he could not crack.
But if Xiao Fan hadn't actually touched the formation in front of him, he wouldn't even be able to see it.
Gritting his teeth, he shot a sword gas from his fingertips and cut it towards the ripples.
However, I was disappointed by Vanishing again. When the sword energy touched the formation, it broke and broke away, and the rebounding force directly lifted him out.
"Hiss~" Xiao Fan couldn't help but breathe in air, this invisible formation seemed to be unusually powerful.
Xiao Fan didn't continue to do it. The movement caused just now is no longer small. If someone finds out, it will be even more troublesome.
He once again entered another piece of time and space, came above the sky, and opened the pupil of Inverse Chaos without hesitation.
Under the pupil of rebellious chaos, there is nowhere to hide.
A white transparent light curtain, like a super giant bowl, firmly buckled a large area of the world, almost impenetrable, without any loopholes.
Although the light curtain is white and transparent, it is hazy inside, which is not very real.
"Perhaps, the only way to enter the formation is the altar." Xiao Fan thought inwardly.
Just as Xiao Fan was about to put away the pupil of Rebellion, suddenly strands of golden silk flew from all around, slowly blending into the white light curtain.
You know, the white light curtain is extremely strong and powerful, even if he goes all out, he has no confidence in breaking it open.
Why can those golden threads ignore the existence of the light curtain and penetrate directly?
Xiao Fan was curious about what the golden thread was.
"Like a peculiar energy." Xiao Fan frowned.
After saying this, Xiao Fan's pupils shrank, and two words popped out of his mouth: "Qiyun!"
Yes, that golden thread seems to be luck!
When he entered the battlefield of Hundred Kills, the Yuqizi of the Qilin tribe provokes the human race in order to defeat the human race and seize luck.
If it hadn't been for Xiao Fan, the human luck would have lost a lot.
Later, Xiao Fan saw through the trajectory of Yuqizi, turned defeat into victory, and won a lot of fortune from the Qilin clan, but also broke through the shackles of the time.
It's just that Xiao Fan has been going smoothly over the years, and the power of cultivation has nothing to do with Qi Yun.
If it weren't for the Cthulhu clone to remind him and make him re-aware of the peculiarity of luck, he might not have thought of these two words at all.
But it was precisely because of this that Xiao Fan was shocked in his heart at this moment.
The white light curtain in front of you can actually swallow luck?
Xiao Fan would never believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
At this moment, as far as he could see, he could clearly see a trace of golden energy, which was continuously pouring into the white light curtain.
Perhaps a trace of golden thread does not represent a lot of luck, but the formation in front of you, who knows how long it has existed?
Ten thousand years?
One hundred thousand years?
Or is it a million years?
Xiao Fan didn't dare to continue thinking, this matter was too shocking.
"It's no wonder that the Primordial God Realm is getting weaker and weaker. Millions of years have passed since the Great Tribulation of the Ancients, and there are not even a few Saint Ancestor Realms. It turns out that the root is here!" Xiao Fan's eyes were cold and his body was cold.
The Qi Luck of the One Realm was stolen here, causing the Primordial God Realm’s luck to decrease continuously.
The original power of the Primordial God Realm is already extremely thin, and coupled with the weak luck, it is strange that the strong can be born!
If Xiao Fan and the others hadn't entered the desolation and eternal time and space, it is estimated that they would never break through the Holy Ancestor Realm.
Just thinking about it, Xiao Fan shuddered.
The Primordial God Realm, the head of the heavens and the world, the protagonist of each era, but this era has fallen to this point.
No wonder Tianhuang would dislike the Primordial God Realm so much, and it was not without reason.
"Is it the Star Ancient Beast?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes.
Then he shook his head, Xingchen Ancient Beasts probably didn't have such a big handwriting, and they were not good at formations at all.
But, besides the Star Ancient Beasts, who else can there be?
Countless thoughts flashed in Xiao Fan's mind.
Demon?
Probably not, he is very sensitive to the breath of the demon race, there is no breath of the demon race here.
Native race of the Primordial God Realm?
It shouldn't be, whether it's the Dragon and Phoenix tribe, Qilin tribe, Xianling tribe, Yinling tribe, and many other big races, he has come into contact.
If these races set up the shocking situation, it is certainly impossible not to show any horses.
Moreover, as a native race of the Primordial God Realm, they would not do such a stupid thing.
Smuggling the weather is tantamount to killing chickens and getting eggs.
The Primordial God Realm lacks luck and lacks resources, and it does not benefit it at all.
"In that case, at least it's not the so-called local monks of the Primordial God Realm." Xiao Fan thought about it and came to a conclusion.
As for the other nine days and ten places, it is not impossible.
The Primordial God Realm, as the head of the heavens and all realms, is unparalleled in Qi Luck.
The other monks in the nine heavens and ten places wanted to steal the luck of the Primordial God Realm and benefit the world. It made sense, and it was very likely.
At least, if Xiao Fan has the ability to steal the luck of other worlds, he will do it without hesitation.
It's just that this kind of courage and great skill is not something ordinary people can do.
"Ancestral King Realm?" Another thought came to Xiao Fan's mind.
But there seem to be a lot of nine days and ten places with the ancestral king realm, although it has now been forcibly taken away by the gate of fairyland.
After thinking for a moment, Xiao Fan still didn't think of his clues.
At this time, the voice of killing God came from the sound transmission jade talisman in his hand: "Boss, they are back, ready to enter the altar."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Fan quickly disappeared in place, and soon appeared in the space where they were in Killing God.
In the distance, the two figures returned again, muttering words.
The altar that had originally disappeared reappeared, the stream of light bloomed, and the strange lines appeared and circulated.
"Boss, hurry up!" Seeing that the two were about to step into the altar, they were very anxious to kill God, for fear of missing something.
Xiao Fan didn't hesitate, his mind moved, and the space they were in instantly appeared behind the two, preparing to sneak into the world on the other side of the altar with them. However, when Xiao Fan approached the two, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he called out: "I see, it is them!"
