Chen Xia's eyes held a brilliant and golden light, and a prompt appeared in his mind.
[True Dragon Qi 0/10000]
Behind him now, a thousand-zhang true dragon lies on the ground!
The big hand pressed down brutally, coupled with the howling thunder tribulation, bringing a terrifying sense of doomsday!
Chen Xia tore off the tattered sleeves of his green shirt, casually discarded them on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and looked at the big hand again.
If the big hand is the sky.
Then he is an ant under the sky, bowing in the shadow, not worth mentioning.
But is he really not worth mentioning?
Chen Xia's mouth curled up with a confident smile. Even if the big hand is really the sky...
He will ride the yellow dragon and cut the sky!
Intense airflows rolled down, blasting houses, lowering the water surface, within a hundred miles, rivers and seas churned, and birds fell to the ground.
Chen Xia took the first step, steady in the chaos.
The thousand-zhang true dragon let out a high-pitched dragon's roar, circling behind Chen Xia, becoming his great image!
High in the sky.
Several great powers' divine thoughts became more and more incomprehensible, frowning one after another, and said with a slightly surprised tone.
"What's going on, how can even the ancient heritage be called out?"
"What is this kid's background, which great emperor has been reincarnated?"
"It doesn't look like it, but it's too strange. I have never heard of a cultivator who can call out the ancient true dragon species, and there are not many true dragon species in the immortal world, all of which are raised by those dragon ancestors in Longyuan."
The great powers couldn't figure it out, so they didn't think about it. After all, there are so many things in the universe, and if they could figure everything out, they wouldn't still be sages.
What is most tense now is the battle between Chen Xia and the big hand.
He uses the great image of the thousand-zhang true dragon to firmly hold back the big hand. When the two collide, they distort and crush the void, revealing the dark space inside.
The big hand cannot press down, and the true dragon cannot raise its head.
The two are in a stalemate.
Chen Xia gritted his teeth, his hands like dragon heads, firmly holding back the pressure of the big hand, his whole body surging with blood, exerting all his strength, even the corners of his mouth began to bleed.
So he made an immature suggestion.
"How about we both take a step back, you go back first, and come again in two hundred years, and I will entertain you well at that time."
This suggestion might really be immature.
So much so that the big hand did not reply, but instead pressed down harder. Just this extra force shook the ground tens of miles away, spreading spider-web-like cracks.
Chen Xia, who was the first to be affected, naturally found it even more difficult, coughing up a big mouthful of blood, looking at the big hand, and became a bit angry.
If you don't agree, you don't agree, why suddenly exert more force?
Do you really think I'm a pushover?
Chen Xia gritted his teeth, and a strong and bright golden light burst in his pupils, spreading rapidly towards his body.
In just a moment, he had become a golden light god, riding a thousand-zhang yellow dragon, fighting desperately against the big hand.
The big hand began to bleed, with large and small wounds, and the terrifying pressure on it weakened as the blood and qi flowed away, as if it had lost its vitality.
Chen Xia grabbed the edge of the big hand's fingernail with one hand and directly pulled out a blood and flesh trench thousands of meters long, saying with vigor.
"I'll put a barb on your finger!"
The blood and qi scattered in the sky had not yet fallen to the ground when they were evaporated by the terrifying momentum of the two fighting, melting and dispersing in the world.
The big hand seemed to be angry too, no longer pressing down, but directly choosing to clap its hands, intending to completely crush Chen Xia in the palm of his hand!
Chen Xia did not dodge, but rushed towards the big hand crazily, intending to dye the blue sky with the blood of the big hand!
And in the distant sky, a proud and indifferent sentence also came.
"Ants and creatures, dare to make trouble in the palm of my hand. I use the palm of my hand to become the great way, kill your soul and body, disperse in the world, and not enter the cycle of reincarnation!"
The several great powers above the sky were shocked, and they immediately said.
"Is it a quasi-emperor existence?"
"How can a quasi-emperor existence from another interface come to this small world to harvest luck?"
"Could it be that he wants to raise this small world, harvest for ten thousand years, and finally condense into a magic weapon?!"
The great powers kept guessing, but they didn't dare to act now, and they were very cautious.
Not to mention the 100,000-year Yuan Ying thunder tribulation that is still brewing in the sky, this quasi-emperor figure is not someone they can easily provoke.
And if they go to this small world, under the suppression of the current violent will of heaven and earth, their realm can reach the peak of the golden pill at most.
In general, it is of no great use, it is better to wait and see.
Whether to live or die is the fate of this kid.
If you are tough, you will live, if you are soft, you will die.
The struggle for the great way in the world has always been so cruel and ruthless, and no one will reason with you.
Is Chen Xia's life tough?
If he were to answer himself, he would definitely nod.
Because his luck has always been very good, and the luck of 40 points is not added in vain.
He gritted his teeth, had already fought out his real anger, and now he didn't coddle this big hand, but rushed towards each finger.
The sky trembled violently, the great way trembled, and the whole small world shook because of this fight.
Chen Xia became more and more fierce, and the colorful golden pill in his body shone. He did not form an infant, but another bright light shone in his body.
A golden light!
His golden pill now has two bright colors, bright white and golden yellow!
Bright white is the way of time, and golden yellow is the image of the true dragon.
He has been fighting and is covered in blood, breaking off a small finger the size of tens of miles, and turning the mountain-like finger into blood rain that spreads in the world.
And the world wet by the blood rain began to spread a vast amount of spiritual energy, and all things grew.
Chen Xia himself was also seriously injured, his whole body's blood was surging, and blood often flowed backward, spitting out from the corner of his mouth.
But when you are in a red eye, you don't care about your own injuries. Chen Xia now has only one thought.
Completely smash this big hand!
The big hand is also angry, and it begins to burn the power of blood and qi, intending to completely crush Chen Xia, the ant!
All the mountains in the world collapse together, and the rivers and seas pour back.
Countless blood rains fall to the world, turning into a vast amount of spiritual energy spreading in the world.
The people looked at the sky in a daze, watching the shadow above their heads getting smaller and smaller, until it disappeared completely.
And the blood rain is still falling.
Chen Xia stood alone in the world, panting, covered in blood, his strength has dried up, reaching the limit, and his whole palm is trembling.
Above the sky, the ancient eyes that had been silent throughout the battle finally moved, staring at Chen Xia, without any other movement.
But the sky full of thunder clouds began to howl, and the thunder as big as mountains flashed, carrying a murderous spirit, ready to kill down!
Chen Xia panted, looking at the sky full of dark clouds powerlessly, and made the last decision.
He added the points he had just gained to his luck.
Luck value: 41.
He is going to gamble his life.
Chen Xia stood straight, facing the thunder all over the sky, with a plain expression, revealing the last smile.
The wind of luck will blow from behind him.