The race battle began, and the whole world was in an uproar and fell into a boiling state. It was hidden with all the gathering places of all sizes in every corner of the world. There were some faint rays of luck above them, turning into various items, including swords, flowers and plants, soil, rocks, bells and tripods, and text books. In short, all kinds of things seemed mysterious and ethereal.

People do not see this kind of thing manifested by luck very clearly. It is like the clouds and fog in the sky, and it is invisible and invisible. It is close to the end of the world. Only the leaders in the gathering places can control him.

Among the gathering places of humans in various regions, the things evolved from luck are different. For example, in the original European continent, most of the animals they manifested were animals, and in the ancient Egyptian area, there were some temples, stars, etc. On the eastern land, there were many auspicious beasts, bells and tripods, and above the main city was a dying golden dragon. Although it looked like it was about to die, the terrifying aura made people want to worship it.

In a place in Europe, above a huge city, golden mist floats, and this angel is blessed with brilliance. It is golden and its wings are like engraved with the sun, moon and stars, which makes people worship it.

A powerful figure entered the golden clouds and mist and immediately controlled the angel. The angel rushed into his body, making him look like a god, holy and noble, worshiped by countless people.

In another corner of the earth, a gathering ground with only a hundred people was almost invisible. There was a flower in it, and a woman soared into the sky, holding flowers in her hands, and she looked ethereal and dusty, like a banished immortal coming to the dust.

Another big land is just, over a huge city, with golden mist swelling. Among them, a golden cauldron was born, and one person was sitting cross-legged under the cauldron, like a god, suppressing everything.

So far, although all humans have seen these items transformed from luck, they do not know how to use them. They just feel that this thing must be of great use and they can control it. However, they cannot carry it, and can only leave it above the gathering place and be nurtured there.

In comparison, the luck that humans have obtained is simply insignificant. Even the most places look very bleak and transparent, as if they are about to dissipate. However, the monster tribes are different. Some powerful tribes have over the sky. The golden luck is as vast as the sea, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths, and raising gods in it, churning endlessly.

The places with the most luck are nothing more than those forbidden areas. The sky is simply gorgeous golden light, emitting infinite light like a sun, allowing the race below to bathe in the light of luck.

However, if you want to say that the place with the strongest fortune in the whole world is the loyalty of the ocean. It is like a big sun hanging, dazzling and incredible, shining on the eternal blue sky, and it is like a creature raising it, vast and endless.

The ocean is the place with the most creatures in the world. In the vast ocean, there are countless golden clouds of luck, embedded in the ocean like stars in the sky, with stars that are so beautiful.

Any group has a golden luck, which is their foundation, no matter how big or how big or how race, but if this group is conquered, all of them are killed or are sincerely convinced by other groups, then their luck will be swallowed up and become someone else's, and they will lose the opportunity to win the protagonist of this world.

When races compete for hegemony, they are fighting for luck, they are fighting for vitality, they are fighting for opportunities, and they are fighting for civilization. Any race can give birth to a civilization. Monsters that run across the sky, as small as mosquitoes like thumbs, are as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, and all have the opportunity to become the protagonist of this world.

When the cruel race battle begins, life will inevitably be devastated, the sky will be stained with blood, and the battles of each race will inevitably break the sky, turn the sky and turn the earth, and fight until the sun and the moon are gone, in order to compete for the opportunity for the continuation of civilization, in order to allow one's own group to annex other groups, and then conquer the world, sweep across the world, and become the only protagonist in the world.

In Yanjing, tens of millions of people were boiling in the steel castle. Looking at the swelling of the golden mist above the city, I was fascinated for a long time. In the golden clouds and mist, a knife was bred, and it was shining with golden light, like a divine gold, extremely fierce. Pojun rose into the air and entered the golden mist. He grabbed the sword in his hand, and suddenly he looked like a god of war, despising the ten directions.

However, the evil sword was nurtured in the golden mist and could not be used, nor could it be moved out of the golden mist, and would always hang and swell on the city. Unless his Pojun eliminated a group, he could only use the evil sword to devour other people's luck.

After the fortune appeared, people from all over the world and leaders of every tribe tried to enter the golden mist to control the items transformed into, but no one could remove them.

Not only humans, but even many sleeping monsters awaken and entered the golden mist to control their luck, but they undoubtedly failed. They could control but could not be removed. They had their own hanging from the sky, and the golden mist swelled, nurturing the items in it.

Tang Tian is no exception. The air flow in the main city descended and turned into a golden mist. There was a divine dragon inside, which was as bright as the sun. Every scale was clearly visible. Although the divine dragon was so transparent that it was dying, its power made people want to worship it and tremble all over. Almost no one dared to watch the divine dragon in the golden mist for a long time.

Tang Tian soared into the sky and entered the golden mist, watching the dragon at close range. He was the leader of the main city, and only he was qualified to enter the golden mist. Anyone else would only be as good as entering the void, and would never be able to get close to the golden mist, just like he was in the void.

After Tang Tian appeared in the golden mist, the golden dragon raised his eyelids and looked at him, roaring silently to the sky. The golden mist churned. The dragon looked not big, only ten meters long, and it seemed that it could die at any time. However, under the support of the tumbling golden mist, it seemed to run across the sky, with a great power, and the stars in the universe were about to lose their color in front of him.

Finally, the divine dragon manifested its true body from the golden mist and rotated around Tang Tian. Then the golden light flashed and turned into a golden robe and hung on Tang Tian. Suddenly, Tang Tian was like a god, his robe was as bright as the sun, with a divine dragon on it, as if he had come alive.

The divine dragon turned into a dragon robe and wore it on Tang Tian, ​​making him look majestic, as if the eternal emperors ruled the world. The divine dragon turned into a dragon robe, which was the only way of luck that Tang Tian could master.

The dragon robe is as bright as the stars, but it is too light, as if it is about to be extinguished at any time. The divine dragon above is dull and has no great divine color.

Suddenly, a golden mist surged above the main city, gathering in the golden mist of the main city, churning endlessly, making the golden mist a little brighter. It was almost impossible to discover without careful observation.

At this moment, I don’t know how far away, in Xincheng, the original golden mist disappeared and gathered above the main city, because Tang Tiancai was the real leader of Xincheng, and Wang Deming was just a subordinate, and his luck naturally gathered in the main city.

It turned out that there was not much golden mist above Xin City, and it only gave birth to a spear. It completely disappeared and gathered in the luck of the main city, which made the luck above the main city brighter.

Then, the golden mist above the main city remained unchanged, and the same golden mist appeared again above Xin City. People saw a person like a god standing in the golden mist, with his face bright and golden all over his body, wearing a dragon robe, looking down at the people like an eternal emperor.

It was Tang Tian's figure, projected by luck to the sky above Xincheng, replacing the original form of luck in Xincheng.

In this way, Tang Tian finally controlled a trace of the wonderful use of luck, that is, he captured a group. If the other party was convinced, the golden mist would gather above the main city to increase the luck of the main city. Finally, the scene in the main city would be projected to the place where he was convinced, which was extremely mysterious.

However, if this group is destroyed, the golden mist will not manifest here. Everything is magical. For the first time, luck will come, and people don’t know how to use it. Everything is exploring.

Suddenly, a large amount of golden mist gathered above the main city again, with a total amount greater than the original ones in the main city. The golden mist gathered with the main city made the golden mist more than twice as bright as the clouds and mists. The clouds and mists churned, like a golden ocean. The dragon robe on Tang Tian's body became even more dazzling, making him look more majestic, and every move could touch people's nerves.

Tang Tian guessed that this must be the luck of the original Desert Wolf Castle. After being controlled by Lin Tian and the others, he was honored by Tang Tian's Heavenly Territory, so the golden mist gathered above the main city to feed the luck of the main city. Then the scene of the main city was projected over the Desert Wolf Castle, which also allowed Lin Tian and others there to see Tang Tian's figure like an emperor in the luck.

Why have people seen such a scene? The emperor wore a dragon robe and looked down at the common people, making countless people surrender. I don’t know who started, but someone knelt down, as if he met the emperor in ancient times, and bowed his head and bowed.

Finally, more and more people made the same moves, all bowing to the figure in the golden mist, from the main city to Xincheng and then to the Desert Wolf Castle.

"Long live my emperor..." I don't know who was the first to shout such a slogan, and then more and more people shouted.

"Long live my emperor..."

"Long live my emperor..."

From the main city to Xincheng, and then to the Desert Wolf Castle, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands and millions to the last tens of millions, all knelt on the ground and bowed, shouting long live long live long...

No matter who it is, as long as people from these places are all bowing to Tang Tian’s figure in the golden mist...

The momentum of dominating the world has been accomplished!
Chapter completed!