My Super Estate

The third thousand one hundred and forty-nine chapters

One side wins by quantity, and the other side uses immortality as a weapon.

Although the contest between Wang Yang and the teenager has been going on for a long time, the victory or defeat has not yet been determined.

It seems that there is a general struggle between the two.

"Can you tell me who you are?"

For this person, Wang Yang had speculation in his mind.

However, in the entire universe, he hadn't heard of any great path of good fortune.

It seems that there is no one else except himself.

This is very strange.

Therefore, the question of whether there will be a master of good fortune in the universe is very difficult for Wang Yang to understand.

It's like, in this'prehistoric world' in front of us, all creatures, in order to improve themselves, must walk together with gods.

This kind of god has a great similarity with his guardian god.

They are bestowed by heaven and earth, their whole body is transformed by energy, and they don't have their own physical body.

Therefore, they can have different god clones.

Because their souls are one.

In the'prehistoric world', there are only light, darkness, earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, life, destruction, destiny, and death.

In this world, there is no time, no space, even, no wood, no gold, no electricity, no way of vitality, no martial art...

There are many more...

Really not?

Wang Yang shook his head, as he saw in front of his eyes, all of these were there.

Without space, there would be no place for living beings to live, and without time, there would be no so-called growth, and no so-called prehistory.

No gold?

how is this possible?Is the magic weapon in their hands made of stone?

There is not even a road of wood.

Below, what is the endless forest?

In the end, Wang Yang could only draw one conclusion, this'prehistoric world', all these avenues, have been artificially sealed.

Then, in my own time, there is no great road to good fortune.

Not even the most basic legend.

Could it be an artificial seal?

"In my time, there is no legend of the Great Way of Good Fortune.

Although, in my time, good fortune is everywhere.

However, no one has ever practiced the Great Way of Good Fortune.

who are you??"

From my own memory, all enemies were resurrected. This kind of method seemed to be the way of life.

However, he who cultivated the Great Way of Good Fortune, clearly felt that it belonged to the fluctuation of the Great Way of Good Fortune.

This is a means of using the Great Way of Good Fortune.

It is extremely similar to his own God Realm of Good Fortune.

This young man, he is a great way of cultivation.

However, in the universe, he has never heard of his legend.

So, who is he?

where is he from?

"Haha...

Good luck is the most mysterious.

Good luck is everywhere.

The way to cultivate good fortune, of course, is everywhere."

omnipresent?

interesting.

This statement has some meaning.

However, this universe, the so-called strong, is, after all, famous.

The universe is huge, but it is not as big as the human heart.

As long as you are famous, the universe is bound to spread.

In other words, this young man is showing off mystery.

Wang Yang smiled slightly and said, "Ha!

Your words are very reasonable.

Good luck itself is omnipresent.

Universe giants become immortals, it is good fortune, mortal children find money, it is good fortune.

The prosperity of a country is good fortune, and the destruction of a country is also good fortune.

It is indeed ubiquitous."

Suddenly, Wang Yang felt that his heart trembled.

It seems that suddenly, his understanding of good fortune has another world.

At the same time, he seemed to understand.

In this world, no matter what kind of road you are practicing.

However, you always exist in space, and the universe you created is the creation of space.

No matter what kind of path you are practicing, you will always create a great world.

Even the star field, the universe country, and even its own four-sided star realm.

Therefore, in the universe, there are very few people who practice the Great Dao of Space.

The same is true for those who practice the Dao Dao of Time.

Chaos Avenue, too!

Wang Yang seemed to be stunned.

In other words, the Great Dao of Good Fortune is not because it does not exist, but because its level is one level higher than other Dao.

"Are you the master of good fortune in the prehistoric world?"

Staring at the young man, Wang Yang's tone was somewhat solemn.

The master of good fortune in the prehistoric world?

In other words, the way of good fortune, since prehistoric times, there has been no Taoist master?

Just because, in prehistoric times, the Great Way of Good Fortune has already surpassed the ordinary Great Way.

According to legend, the universe is divided into nine levels.

The universe country is at the sixth level.

The real world is the seventh level.

Could it be that the Great Dao of Good Fortune has gone beyond this seventh level, entering the eighth level that has always been only in the legend?

The realm of Tao, the land of origin?

Wang Yang's memory is very huge, and there are many enemies of all kinds.

However, no matter how much, there will be a quantity.

In contrast, Wang Yang's God Realm of Good Fortune is the most powerful. As long as the God Realm of Good Fortune is not broken, the guardian gods will be immortal.

Between the two, at first, it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

However, as time passed, this difficult situation was finally broken.

Finally, when the entire memory, all enemies, are all cleared.

Suddenly, Wang Yang felt that the whole person seemed to be empty.

It's easy.

It seems that the whole person has been baptized.

There is a sense of sublimation.

Gently closing his eyes, Wang Yang's whole body was covered with a faint nine-color fairy halo spreading.

It seems to be, suddenly, a fairy.

At this moment, he was real and felt the existence of that real world.

It is so clear.

He could even see the giant beast running fast in the wilderness.

Each end seems to be carrying a great world on its back.

This behemoth that casually ran in the wilderness turned out to be the lord of a great world.

Even, he could feel that his own physical body, his own soul, faintly, could feel a kind of baptism of rules.

Unfortunately, the road is broken.

There is still a layer of mist ahead.

A avenue, leading into the air, was broken.

Most importantly, Wang Yang clearly felt that his spiritual world was still so heavy.

His strength is enough to make himself immortal.

However, the cause and effect on his back is too great.

In other words, he still lacks something.

This thing caused his spiritual world to emit nine-colored fairy light, and suddenly, another thick mist quickly shrouded it.