Looking at the chaos, Wang Bin continued to move on.

The chaos around him surged, forming a chaotic storm, emitting a black and swarve breath swept, the wind raging, the teeth claws, to destroy the world, tear everything.

Brush!

At this time, a gust of wind came, with endless karma, with a strange breath.

“This is the wind!”

Wang Bin frowned slightly, some head big feeling.

The wind blowing on the monk can eliminate the luck of the monk, which can be described as a terrible disaster.At this moment, the falling god wind swept through, affecting thousands of miles, it is impossible to avoid, only hard resistance.

“Inexhaustible luck, airy halo!”

Wang Bin stimulated the power of luck, and immediately exhausted his qi luck evolved as much as possible, turning into a qi breathing.At first white, gradually change to red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, gold, gray, etc., ten colors.

Ten colors, constantly condensed, a halo with a halo, like a rainbow.

The luck of the ten colors, the road of the saint's luck.

Air is not omnipotent, no air cannot.Many people with great achievements, most of them are very lucky, they go out to encounter adventures, there are old grandfathers in the ring, they are favored by beautiful women, and all kinds of good things have come.Of course, a small number of people have very poor luck, but there are already great achievements, but there are too few such people.

The air is divided into ten colors, the Great Luo Jinxian is the seven-colored air luck, the celestial saint is the eight-colored luck, the Daozu saint is the nine-colored luck, and the Avenue Saint is the ten-colored air luck.

The ten-colored luck means that Wang Bin's luck is intense, surpassing other monks, comparable to the Avenue Saints, and the Advanced Avenue Saints have more opportunities than other monks.

Brush up!

The wind blows, only the running air aura to resist.

Wang Bin while stirring the aura of air luck to resist, while moving quickly away, after four breaths, left the scope of the fall of the kamilet, but the body of the air luck aura is weakening, has become nine colors of air luck.

"It seems that the recent bad luck, if you want to condense and restore the luck of the ten colors, it will take at least ten years!"

Wang Bin's face changed slightly.

If you want to repair the loss of luck, it will take at least ten years, which means that in the future, he will encounter some unfortunate things, all kinds of bad luck, as for adventure, treasures, etc., think that they do not need to think.

Converging the aura of luck, Wang Bin continued to move on.

Chaos in the sea contains chaotic rules, all kinds of rules are intertwined, chaotic and disordered, and the danger is numerous, even if the Avenue Saint is unlucky and encounters a big pit, it will be injured.However, among them, the various treasures that are brewing and are born are also the most resources, which is enough to make many people crazy and forgetful.

In the chaotic sea, strange and unpredictable, never knowing what the next moment will be facing.

Maybe it’s a treasure, maybe it’s an ancient tradition, maybe it’s a deadly crisis.

As for the so-called unscrupary fairy emperor cemetery, now they have not seen the shadow... or, the so-called cemetery is fake and is the calculation of some people.

Wang Bin thought, while moving forward, all kinds of ideas flashed, a conspiracy theory constantly poured out.

Howl!

A huge, chaotic beast like a mountain, stood in front of Wang Bin.

This head of the chaotic beast is very strange, it seems that all kinds of animals together, the head of the tiger, the tail of the giant snake, and the wings of the eagle, everything is very uncoordinated, at this moment after the discovery of Wang Bin, immediately culled.

“The White Emperor!”

Wang Bin waved between them, surging him, cutting the four sides, and beheading them on the body of this chaotic beast, and immediately tore it in half.The next moment, wave him into the storage bag, collect, shield beast full of treasure, can be used to refine the chaotic treasure, or some secret.

And yell!

At this time, about four chaotic beasts were culled, and the murderousness reached the extreme.

Wang Bin prompted the long sword to behead and kill, and the number of slayings was slaughtered; but soon the forty chaotic beasts appeared and besieged.Immediately, some headaches, no longer entangled, tugging at the secret, hiding the tracks, and disappearing into a stream of light.

The next road is to encounter various dangers.

In front of a continent appeared, the continent has a dense law, dense laws condensed, envelop the continent, to prevent the erosion of the chaos.Many laws are condensed together, evolved into the crystal wall of the world, constantly absorbing the spirit of chaos, transformed into the pure power of the world, and instilled into the world.

“Isn’t that the cemetery?”

Wang Bin's body flashed and entered the mainland, "it may only be peripheral, or it may be just a fake tomb!"

Constantly thinking, constantly counting, thinking about all kinds of things that are not the emperor.

As a result, it was just a fog.

Although his combat effectiveness is not weak, comparable to some avenue saints, it is too much worse than the emperor of the unscrupary, it is difficult to speculate.

. . .

Arriving on this continent, Wang Bin converged his strength and began to search.

As a result, only some congenital ethereal drugs, and some spirits, etc., if they fall into the hands of the Great Luo Jinxian, it can be described as a value; but the existence of the first comparable road saint is almost scum, and the roadside weed is not much different.

“What a boredom!”

Wang Bin looked at him in general, only feeling very uninteresting, and too lazy to search.

Suddenly, an interesting object was perceived, and between the body flashes, it came to a beach.On the beach, buried half a stone monument, waved out the stone monument, only to see that it said seven big words: heaven and earth, I Zhou!

“The inconvenence!”

Wang Bin's heart was up and down, slightly excited.

These seven big words, crudely looking at just ordinary stone tablets, there is no shocking pressure, refining materials are only ordinary, not even the innate spiritual treasure; but the above text, but not the emperor left, expounding the road of his life.

The heavens and the earth are not perfect, and there are many defects, and I will make the heavens and the earth perfect.

Looking at these five big words, between the trances, Wang Bin thought of the ancient dust and sand, and thought of the moon.

The ancient dust and sand are based on the divine art of heaven, creating the heavenly art, the heavenly path is insufficient, and the sky is made up for it; while the towering moon is based on the great butchering magic, creating the ancient art of the heavens, the lack of heaven, and the transformation of sentient beings, all of which have the ideal of making the sun and the moon change and change the earth.

The weak adapt to the world, and the strong adapt the world to themselves.

The weak have encountered all kinds of injustices in the world, all kinds of injustices, all kinds of difficulties, and can only change themselves and make themselves better adapted to society, so that they are not eliminated by society.To live to the end is never the strongest, but the most adaptable person.

The strong, encountering the world's unevenness, all kinds of injustice, all kinds of difficulties, will be angry and change color, they will catch change in the slightest, but strive to change the world, the so-called natural selection, suitable for survival, there is no existence,

If the world does not please my heart, then break the world!

The world revolves around me, and the world has always adapted to me, not me to the world.

“This is the path of the Saints!”Wang Bin's heart moved, suddenly came out of a clear understanding, "the Dao is nameless, the strong name is the Tao."The three thousand avenue ranking is actually the ranking of the strong.There is a strong one who cultivates the way of destiny and becomes the strongest of the heavens, so the road of fate is the strongest road!"

"If a monk can defeat this strong man and achieve the strongest, the path of his cultivation is the strongest road!"