Chapter 1702: The Luck of the Clan

In the battlefield of heaven, for the saints, survival is the most important thing. As long as you are alive, you can adopt luck.

As for killing the Nether Clan, it is just to be able to spend the night safely.

If victory is won at the expense of sacrifice, it will be meaningless.

Hearing Ye Feng's toughness, Jue nodded, and stopped talking, but went to the Forest of the Ape Gods.

Looking at Jue's back as he left, Ye Feng sighed deeply.

"You lied to her like this, how embarrassed do you sigh?" Ao Xu's voice sounded behind Ye Feng.

Ye Feng turned around and said unhappily, "If it were you, would you cheat? She killed her crazy last night, and it might be almost time for her. If she could overcome this hurdle, the seeds of the law would condense."

"I didn't expect that in the battlefield of the heavenly realm, there were still saints who used their ordinary heart to condense the seeds of law." Ao Xu laughed.

"You guys who are hermaphrodites who do not care about their children and raise them can understand this." Ye Feng said contempt.

"It's definitely the Ten Thousand Beasts Clan. If she succeeds in breaking through, the immortal world should have a place for the Ten Thousand Beasts Clan." Ao Xu said.

"A new race? Go and tell the guys from Shifang Academy, control the situation in the fairy world and don't make too much trouble." Ye Feng said: "Liu Yutao still has some relatives in the fairy world. That guy cares about this very much. Be careful not to make trouble from below, and hurt his relatives and friends."

"Don't worry, that guy still has a clone in the fairy world." Ao Xu said.

"Hmm?" Ye Feng frowned, "Why don't I know this?"

"The clone is not a human, it is the Shura clan." Ao Xu said.

"Shura clan?" Ye Feng frowned and said, "Has his clan successfully become a saint? The current luck of the Shura clan cannot support a saint."

"I'm afraid it's almost done." Ao Xu said, "This is also something I'm worried about. If Liu Yutao's clone enters the Saint, then all the luck of the other Shura clans will be snatched away by him, and the one who is at the forefront is Liu Yutao's woman, Caroline."

Ye Feng rubbed his eyebrows, "This kind of guy who practices too short is troublesome."

Liu Yutao has a short time to practice, and there are many people in the fairy world and the lower world who have deep connections. Ye Feng can take care of human cultivators. As long as he has enough luck, he can also ensure that Liu Yutao's relatives and friends have nothing to do.

However, it is limited to humans.

For foreign tribes, Ye Feng is not qualified to adjust.

The resources in the fairy world are limited, and the rise of one race means the decline of another race, and the criterion for measuring it is luck.

In the battlefield of the heavenly realm, there is only one saint left of the Shura tribe, and he is seriously injured.

In order to protect the Shura clan's tribe, Ao Xu has not allowed the Shura clan's saints to participate in the war for a long time.

This is an unwritten rule in the battlefield of the heaven. Every saint is fighting for the clan, but in fact, the competition inside is also very fierce, especially when facing sacrifices, the saints themselves are not afraid of death, but no one is willing to let the clan perish.

Therefore, once there is a crisis of ethnic destruction, other saints

It will also be protected.

"We also have an obligation to help them," said Ao Xu. "The story of the Holy Lord of Reincarnation was exposed. If it weren't for them, our Ten-Planet Legion would not have been established now. We owe them."

"Of course I know this." Ye Feng said, "But the Shifang Academy is not a clan after all, and it is impossible to inherit our luck. Their influence in the fairy world is limited. They have been defending the Shura territory for so many years, and they are almost at their limit."

"The matter here cannot be revealed." Ye Feng said helplessly.

The secret of the battlefield in the heavenly realm is left among the third-level saints. This is the rule. If people in the lower realm know that all their efforts are of no use, whether the clan can be developed and whether there will be geniuses will be born, it will all depend on the ancestors on the battlefield in the heavenly realm, and it will never be a good thing.

It is in heaven to plan things, and the efforts of individuals in the lower realm tribe are also extremely important. However, if these rules are leaked, there may not be many people willing to work hard. Those who are lucky enough to enjoy themselves under the shade of their ancestors, which will eventually lead to no successors in the battlefield in the heaven.

"This matter is not easy to deal with." Ao Xu said, "Badi's almost fell, and we jointly rescued him, but we forgot to save his clan. What hindered his recovery now is not luck, but the power of the saints. If the Shura clan cannot be exposed, Badi's injury will not be able to recover."

"When it comes out, Liu Yutao's clone may take away a lot of saint power." Ye Feng said, "What do you mean?"

"I'll ask Liu Yutao for his opinion. After all, the clone belongs to him. Although his consciousness is independent, he should have a certain say." Ao Xu said, "Now he can only let his clone fall and at the same time increase the number of the Shura clan. Only in this way can he make a safe transition when the breakthrough is eliminated."

Luck controls the rise and fall of the race.

Before, the Shifang Academy dispersed the remaining members of the Shura clan to various places in order to keep the Shura clan members. After all, once they gather in one place, the fortune of the clan is extremely important. It would be okay if there were no other races to rise, but once they rose, they would inevitably be in the brunt.

"It's time to ask him." Ye Feng scratched his head, "One person is a clone of two races. Are the cultivators now playing so well? Jiao Jiuming seemed to be the same as before."

"Jiao Jiuming's dragon clan clone has been killed by Liu Yutao." Ao Xu gave Ye Feng a white look, "He is now a human saint."

"That guy has a weird temperament. When he knew that he would fight with Liu Yutao in the same city, he ran to the bed of the Dividing River. He didn't know if he was dead." Ye Feng said.

"Can't you feel it?" Ao Xu asked.

"His luck is too low. Almost all the power of the saints in the fairy world is Liu Yutao. He broke through with a level of ten thousand years old, which is much weaker than the average saint level three here." Ye Feng said, "It's still not dead after death, and it has no big impact on human luck."

Ao Xu frowned, "You still let him go?"

With such weak strength, it is extremely dangerous to spend the night in the Dividing River bed.

In fact, ordinary third-level saints are unwilling to spend the night in the Dividing River unless they are so powerful enough to deal with a few big demons, but they are not absolutely safe. Who knows if the big demons suddenly rush and die together?

"I sneaked out and didn't want to come back. Could it be that I'm sending someone to catch him for the sake of that kid?" Ye Feng said with his hands spread.
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