Pinnacle

The first thousand five hundred and seventy-nine chapters

boom!

Xue Zhenren smashed to the ground fiercely, and his vitality swiftly passed.

Before he confronted Lin Yun, when he was repeatedly injured, he actually knew he was going to die, but he still didn't have the courage to choose to blew himself up.

Blasting requires great courage and determination, and ordinary monks cannot make such determination until death.

His vitality quickly faded away.

The "Blood Real Man" who enjoyed a certain fierce reputation in the Anyuan Kingdom was killed!

Lin Yun landed in front of the body of True Man Xue.

"The monstrous evil aura on True Man Xue disappeared unexpectedly." Lin Yun looked a little surprised.

Since True Man Xue had killed too many lives, when Lin Yun saw him, he found that he was full of evil spirits.

"What a strange feeling?"

When the evil spirit of the real man of blood disappeared, Lin Yun felt that his body was warm, a very strange feeling.

At this time, Mo Qing also landed beside Lin Yun.

"Lin Yun, you actually killed the real blood with your own power! The strength you just broke out is too strong! You were not so strong at the newcomer competition last time. Did you still retain strength at that time?" Mo Shocked in Qingmei's eyes.

The strength that Lin Yun showed just now really surprised Mo Qing.

"It's not the senior sister, the newcomer has already gone all out than me. It's my strength that has improved in recent times." Lin Yun said with a smile.

When Mo Qing heard this, his heart was even more shocked. How long has it been since his last newcomer competition, his strength has increased so much?

"You are really a black hole, people can't see through." Mo Qing couldn't help sighing.

As everyone knows, Lin Yun hasn't revealed all his cards yet.

Such as super god-level bows and arrows, super god-level magic weapons.

Lin Yun would never expose these two things as a last resort.

As for metal creatures, Lin Yun tried his best to solve it by himself if he could solve it by himself, because he could increase his combat experience and proficient skills. Actual combat is invaluable.

Besides, Lin Yun is a militant in his bones, he yearns for this kind of life and death game, and likes this kind of desperate battle.

Mo Qing continued: "By the way, Lin Yun, when I came down just now, I found that your back was light. What's the matter?"

"I have light on my back? How come?" Lin Yun was surprised.

How can my back shine.

"It's true, it's a very peculiar light." Mo Qing looked serious.

Lin Yun was even more puzzled, he didn't know at all, but Lin Yun remembered that Lin Yun did have a strange feeling just now, and he was warm all over.

"Haha, two fools, don't know this." Xiao Qinglong's mocking voice suddenly sounded in Lin Yun's mind.

"Little Qinglong, do you know?" Lin Yun asked him quickly through voice transmission.

"Of course you know that this is luck. The real blood killed too many innocent lives. Those innocent souls gathered a lot of evil spirits. You killed the real blood, which is equivalent to avenging those wrong souls. The evil spirit on his body also disappears, and you can get a certain amount of luck. You get a lot of luck at one time, so there is light behind him." Xiao Qinglong said.

"Qingyun? There are such things." Lin Yun was surprised.

Lin Yun had never heard of it before.

"Just as an aboriginal from a small world like you, things that you haven't heard of have gone. Don't think that Mo Qing is a royal princess. Looking at the entire cultivation continent, what is his family? So what she doesn't know There are so many things, this world is too big, and there are so many things that you don't understand. When the little master is powerful, you are like ants." Little Qinglong's stern voice sounded.

Lin Yun rolled his eyes: "Little Qinglong, see if you can do it, you know so much, but the soul is the only one who gets fucked? Now I stay in the green vine gourd and I can't get out. My pet, if you are not obedient, I will let you taste the pain."

"Thank you, Haolong doesn't mention the courage of the year, a little sad past, Xiaoye doesn't want to mention it, Xiaoye shouldn't argue with you." Xiao Qinglong admitted and said.

"Little Qinglong, please tell me, what exactly is this kind of luck, and what are the benefits?" Lin Yun asked curiously.

Xiao Qinglong just said that this is air luck, but hasn't specifically said what air luck is.

"One way of cultivation is to win luck and good luck. There are many benefits of strong air luck. People with strong air luck will often look after you, which is what you humans often say, good luck." Xiao Qinglong said.

Xiao Qinglong continued: "In short, air luck has no effect on your combat effectiveness, and it is too complicated to talk about it. When you reach a certain level in the future, such as when you cross the tribulation realm, you will feel lucky. Good, it has no substantial effect on you now, so I don’t want to give you a long discussion."

"Then how to get luck?" Lin Yun continued to ask.

"There are too many ways to obtain. For example, if you do good deeds, you can accumulate a certain amount of luck. This is the so-called deeds and accumulate virtue. You can get a lot of luck at one time by killing a sinful person like the real blood. And to prevent those bandits from slaughtering the village, you can also get luck." Xiao Qinglong said.

Xiao Qinglong continued: "This is the way for ordinary people and ordinary monks to obtain luck. For sects like the Heavenly Sword Sect, starting a sect and teaching disciples, you can get a lot of luck."

"Those kingdoms, and the four empires, establish order, let mankind prosper, and keep mankind safe. What they obtain is the great fortune. Otherwise, what do you think those strong people are building kingdoms and empires?"

"Of course, there is also a more powerful way to obtain luck. Those saints have built countless temples, received money from countless people, and the incense is long-lived. Isn't it also luck? It is also an astonishing amount of atmospheric luck. Fight."

"If you do evil, you will consume luck. If you kill hundreds of thousands of innocent people with your luck, you may be able to use up your luck. Of course, many monks don’t know about luck at all and don’t care about it. Ordinary monks are really useless, anyway, they won't achieve eternal immortality in the future."

"Little Qinglong, will I consume luck if I kill the enemy?" Lin Yun asked curiously.

After all, killing the enemy is also killing.

"It has something to do with you. It won't. Only if you want to kill innocent people." Xiao Qinglong explained.

After Lin Yun heard what Xiao Qinglong had said, he suddenly said that there was something like this.

"Your kid's luck is so strong that it far surpasses your peers, indicating that your kid must have done great things and saved the lives of many people." Xiao Qinglong sighed.

"Really?" Lin Yun smiled.

Xiao Qinglong continued to tell.

"However, you can only compare with people of your age, such as those of the empires. Your luck is compared to them. That's a drop in the bucket."

Xiao Qinglong continued: "Okay, don't ask so much. The benefits of air luck to you now cannot be fully reflected, and air luck can't improve your combat effectiveness by the slightest. Don't ask so much, just practice with peace of mind. If you have a chance to reach the Mahayana or Tribulation Realm in the future, it will not be too late, Xiaoye will continue to rest."