Chapter 958 8 Battlefields

A sneer appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.

He knew in his heart that although the last totem pole had a lot of luck, it was not too exaggerated.

The luck value rewarded by the last totem pole is about 200,000, which is equivalent to the totem pole on Sky Poison Island.

The reason why he can have a luck value of about 800,000 is because he killed more than a dozen Tianjiao of the Blood Blade Continent.

Among the arrogances of the Blood Blade Continent, there are two that are equivalent to the top ten of the Thousand Arrogance List. Each of them has contributed more than 100,000 Qi Luck to him, plus the others, before adding them, so Only Lu Ming can obtain 800,000 luck points.

But Emperor Shen, Luo Tian, ​​Wang Fentian and others didn't know. They thought that the last totem pole would definitely reward a huge amount of luck value, which is why Lu Ming had such a huge amount of luck value.

Around, other people suddenly realized.

"So that's the case, I said, how could this little beast Lu Ming get so much luck value, so it turns out that he fished in troubled waters and used despicable methods to get it!"

The head of the Wang family sneered.

"What's the use of getting it like this? Wait for the battle of luck, he can't keep it at all, and countless people will stare at him. His luck will still be taken away!"

The head of the Jiang family also sneered.

Sure enough, on the battlefield at this moment, a pair of eyes stared at Lu Ming with greedy light.

The top ten, top 20, and even the top 30 on the Thousand Pride List, even the newly-rising Tianjiao, and the Tianjiao of Tianyaogu, all looked at Lu Ming with fiery eyes.

It's like Lu Ming is a big piece of fat, everyone can't wait to take a bite.

With 800,000 Luck Points, as long as you defeat or even kill Lu Ming, how much Luck Points can you get?

Their hearts were pounding.

Emperor God, Ao Tu and others also had a lot of luck, but none of them dared to pay attention.

Taking the attention of Emperor God and others, isn't that courting death?

But Lu Ming only got so much luck by luck, fishing in troubled waters with treasures, so what is that not fat?

Only a few have serious eyes.

Such as Li Tiange, Nangong fights.

They have all played against Lu Ming and know how powerful Lu Ming is.

Especially Nangong Bo, even he was defeated by Lu Ming. After that, nearly half a year passed, and Lu Ming was definitely stronger. This fat meat may not be delicious.

However, Nangong Bo's defeat to Lu Ming at the beginning, he did not spread it out, and almost no one knew about it.

Therefore, there are very few people who know Lu Ming's combat power, except for the people from Fu Puppet Sect.

Many people in Fu Puppet Sect sneered at the corners of their mouths.

They had seen Lu Ming's formidable combat power. He killed several Tianjiao in the Blood Blade Continent who were comparable to the top ten of the Thousand Talents List. Lu Ming was not fat, but a knife that could kill.

Wait a minute when they see Lu Ming's displayed combat power, what kind of expressions will they look like?

Many disciples of Fu Puppet Sect showed anticipation.

However, they still have some concerns in their hearts.

Although Lu Ming is strong, he is very dangerous to God, Ao Tu and Xue Jian.

After Lu Ming stepped on, there was no one else behind.

And the number of people who are eligible for the battle for luck has also come out.

There are about 1,000 people who can transform into pythons.

There are about 300 people who are transformed into Jiao.

There are only about 60 people who can transform into dragons.

Sixty people, including the Tianjiao of Tianyao Valley, and the newly rising Tianjiao, so only the top 30 or so Tianjiao on the Thousand Talents list can reach it.

Of course, there will be exceptions.

Some of the lower rankings reached it, while some of the top 30 did not reach it.

hum!

At this time, on the battlefield, there was a slight vibration, and a ray of light appeared.

"The battlefield is about to evolve into the battlefield, let's go to the stands first!"

Someone shouted and flew towards the surrounding stands.

The Tianjiao on the battle platform, with flashing figures, flew to the surrounding battle platform and landed in the area of ​​their respective forces.

In an instant, there was no one on the battlefield.

hum!

The battlefield glowed, and eight bubble-like semi-circular masks suddenly appeared, dividing the entire battlefield into eight pieces.

In the mask, mountains, rivers and rivers gradually appeared, as in the evolutionary world.

This has long been clear to everyone.

Wait a minute, on the battlefield, eight different areas will evolve to form eight battlefields.

And all the youths above the Qiyun Hua Python will be automatically divided into eight batches and enter the eight battlefields to compete.

As long as you defeat the opponent, you can get 50% of the opponent's luck, and the defeated person will be eliminated and sent out. In the end, half of the luck can be kept.

And once you kill the opponent, you can get all the luck of the opponent.

However, the opponent can also admit defeat, but once he admits defeat, he will lose 90% of his luck and can only keep the next one.

It can be said that the weak are destined to be deprived of luck by the strong.

But it's not completely dead.

The time for the battle for luck is one hour. As long as you can last for an hour, when the battle of luck is over, you can keep all your luck.

In the end, in each battlefield, the person with the strongest luck can advance.

In the last eight battlefields, the eight people with the strongest luck will be selected for the final duel and continue to compete for the opponent's luck.

Therefore, there are so many people staring at Lu Ming with fiery eyes.

In their opinion, Lu Ming is fat.

Everyone watched silently, the evolution of the battlefield took some time.

At this time, Lu Ming quietly came to Bai Shijin's side.

"Senior White, this junior wants to ask the senior to help me with something!"

Lu Ming transmits sound to Bai Shijin.

"What's the matter? But it doesn't matter!"

Bai Shijin also gave Lu Ming a rumor.

"Junior in the battle of luck, got a treasure, called the map of mountains and rivers..."

Lu Ming sent Bai Shijin a sound transmission. After speaking, a picture scroll of mountains and rivers appeared in his hand and handed it to Bai Shijin.

"There is such a wonderful treasure, don't worry, I will definitely handle this for you, it won't take much time!"

Bai Shijin took over the map of mountains and rivers, then retreated silently, and then fell into the teleportation vortex in a flash, and left here, almost no one noticed.

At this time, everyone's attention was on the battle platform below.

Time passed slowly, and a few minutes later, on the battlefield, the eight areas shrouded in light have been completed, forming eight worlds.

Eight different worlds.

Some are mountains and forests, some are deserts, some are rocky, some are swampy...

Each of the eight masks is about ten miles in diameter, so from the outside, the forests and peaks are very small, like miniatures.

But many people know in their hearts that this is the battlefield of 100,000 miles.

Each battlefield is 100,000 miles long and wide, and the area is not small.

hum!

The mask glows, the evolution of the battlefield is completed, and a number appears on the mask of each battlefield.

One, two, three...

All the way up to eight, representing eight battlefields.

At this time, in the eight battlefields, beams of light were shot out and fell on those young people who were going to participate in the battle for luck.

Then, a number appeared above everyone's head.

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