Chu Tian was speechless for a while. This old guy's words were very ugly, but it seemed to make some sense!

Even the participant, even the young Junyan who ranked 1 millionth, had an extra master of miscellaneous studies than others. In this survival battle, he had a more opportunity than the ones behind one million!

This is luck, this is destiny!

Who said no?

Judging from what this old guy said, it seems that there are those prides from the top forces who are disdainful of snatching the heads before the main competition and have not been involved in the warm-up ranking competition?

hehe!

Chu Tian laughed a few times in his heart, but if those people were like King Hun and had the strong support of their family, they seemed to be not lacking in this strength.

Look at the twelve Chaos Star Generals standing behind King Hu, and then look at the alchemist and formation master sent by Sashi... Chu Tian curled his lips, and even he felt that it seemed that a half-step powerful man in the Taoist realm was more useful than these two old men!

In just a cup of tea, it seemed that all the young Junyan who participated in the competition had made a decision. Those who were interested in team-cooperating with each other also reached a tacit understanding. The star map floating in front of Chu Tian and King Lu suddenly burst out with dazzling bright lights. Countless stars swirled around, countless points of essence and blood flashed rapidly. Then a huge huge force surged out from the sky, and a huge space vortex appeared above Chu Tian and King Lu's heads.

"All the little guys participating in the competition, choose the minions you want to take away!"

Chu Tian raised his hand and shone a clear light, covering the huge fleet of Duxu Shenzhou behind him.

King Hiro also waved his hand and marked the twelve chaotic star generals he was going to take away, as well as millions of chaotic star troops, and the immortal battle puppets.

The space vortex above the head suddenly swallowed, and a huge suction force came, pulling Chu Tian, ​​King Rai and their fleet to fly into the sky.

What caught Chu Tian, ​​King Lu, Gong Yang Bing, and Wu Jue off guard was that the Twelve Chaos Star Generals were not sucked away, but stayed in place with a dull look on their faces.

That majestic and grand voice sounded leisurely: "I forgot to tell you that the participants can only be under 100,000 years old. Even your followers cannot participate."

"What is destiny? There is no master guard around you, live with your own abilities... Living for three hundred years is destiny!"

Chu Tian was still quite calm, and King Zhi was so scared that his face turned pale.

Wu Mie's body trembled violently, and he tried to calm down without saying a word.

Yang Feng screamed in anger: "How can this be done? Why didn't you say it earlier? No, no, this is not done! My child, my..."

Yang Bing jumped up in anger and screamed in anger: "You old people, my innocent... He is your relatives' grandson..."

A palm with a slightly silver light appeared out of thin air behind Yang Feng's neck, and gently patted her on her neck and knocked her out.

An old man with white beard walked out of Wu Mie in one step. He held his hands behind his back, and did not look at Wu Mie and the faint Yang Bing, but just looked up at the sky and said calmly: "We have said that the participants can only be people under 100,000 years old. If you can understand, you will understand; if you don't understand, you will not understand... So, this is also destiny, and it is also part of your luck!"

The old man white-bearded looked at Wu Mie deeply and said calmly: "Wu Jue, did you tell me?"

Wu Mie bowed deeply to the old man Baibing: "Old ancestor, my brother told me."

The old man with white beard nodded slowly, and he said calmly: "So, you must understand that this is also a good thing for Wuxie. If you can survive this time, the probability of his survival in the future will be much higher. If you die this time, then he deserves to die... My Wu family does not lack a damn legitimate son!"

Wu Mie knelt in the void and dared not speak.

The old man with white beard murmured, "This is really a fate... If it weren't for the death of the baby Saruan's baby, we, the immortals, wouldn't understand this truth... The king who was held in the palm of Sa's hand was inexplicably dead, who wouldn't die?"

Pointing at the sky that had swallowed Chu Tian and King Chu, the huge fleet that was rapidly shrinking, the white-bearded old man smiled and said, "Those who can pass the first level in this competition are lucky! Nothing can choose people better than life and death. What we need is this kind of destiny son who is truly lucky, rather than the waste of King Chu who relies on the care of his family but dies cowardly!"

The space vortex created by the old monsters of the Holy Spirit Heaven was very stable. The huge fleet was swiftly passing through a colorful space corridor. After about three hours, the fleet ruled by Chu Tian and King Chu was thrown out of the space corridor and came over a foggy mountain.

Above his head, the huge space vortex disappeared rapidly. Chu Tian clicked the star map in front of him, and a flash of light flashed on it. Large pieces of text and map flashed rapidly, showing the world and location they were randomly visited.

"Good luck!" Chu Tian smiled happily.

In the huge Cangling Prefecture, he and Wang Chu were actually thrown directly to the "Qingluo County" closest to the Daluo Tian Pioneer Army, which had been occupied and destroyed by a small world, and was thrown to the "Miaoyun World" a large world closest to the front line.

In the Miaoyun World, there are more than a dozen "lucky" contestants. The closest one is more than 100 million miles away from Chu Tian and King Kuro.

According to the map shown on the star map, the mountain where Chutian and King Kuang are now located is a steep mountain in the southeast of Miaoyun World, stretching for billions of miles, with many beasts and poisonous snakes inside, and few monks appear.

This mountain is extremely dangerous, with abnormal natural environment, with many poisonous gases and miasma, and more mountain spirits and water monsters and other evil things. The overall level of cultivators in the Miaoyun World is not high. On average, a master of the Heavenly Realm will appear in 1,800 years. No sect can effectively develop this wild mountain ridge.

Such an environment is the supreme paradise for Chutian.

The less people are, the better, and the less people are paying attention to it, the better.

Chu Tian let out a long roar, and with a wave of his hand, the painting axis transformed from the original body of Qiqiao Heavenly Palace flew out, and a white jade axis rod fell from the sky and inserted it into the mountains below.

The white jade shaft quickly became thicker and longer, whistling through layers of thick rock layers and penetrated through huge veins.

The Maha Array Map and the 48,000 Star Main Flag were released at the same time, and thick fog rose from all directions and quickly spread around. The Qiqiao Heavenly Palace slowly unfolded in the thick fog, and workshops began to start with all their strength.

An hour later, war puppets began to line up in an orderly manner, gushing out of the Qiqiao Heavenly Palace like flowing water, and quickly galloping around.

Immediately afterwards, huge giant puppets who were good at creating civil engineering continued to appear. They began to cut mountains and split rocks, cut rivers and divert rivers, and became busy in the mountains with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

In just a few hours, a huge battle fort has taken shape.

All of this made the formation refining masters and alchemists sent by Sa's clan stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.
Chapter completed!