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Chapter five hundred and ninety-six luck looting

Water vapor rose in the swamp, and a wisp of green smoke slowly floated more than ten feet high and was blown away by the breeze.

The Crow Gong stood on a dead tree stump that had been dead for a long time, squinted his eyes and looked around with vigilance, with sparks constantly spewing out of his mouth. His feathers stood up slightly, ready to rush and kill at any time.

Compared with the extremely vigilant Maudra, Manman was much more relaxed.

Manman, with a mud-faced face, lay beside a bonfire, squinted his eyes and stared at the mud wrapped in the bonfire. This was the way Ji Hao taught her how to roast beggar chicken. Just now, the Crow Gong hunted a few birds in the swamp, and Manman made these mud balls with great enthusiasm.

Zhu Rongbao ran over with a long spear and the three witch kings of the Zhurong clan hurriedly met: "Brother!"

Zhu Rongbao nodded to several soldiers of the same clan, looked helplessly at Manman who was lying beside the bonfire like a greedy cat, walked over to Shaosi who was sitting by the bonfire, bowed and bowed to her.

"Shaosi, within a radius of five hundred miles in front, there are thirteen villages of all sizes, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands of people, and their strength is just ordinary."

Before he finished speaking, a turbid mud in the swamp next to him suddenly churned. A giant insect shaped like an earthworm and blue all over the body rushed out of the mud. A big mouth that was ten feet in a radius of circumference swallowed Zhu Rongbao with an unpleasant smell.

Zhu Rongbao raised the long halberd in his hand and was about to take action. The crow man on the side brought a large piece of fire and rushed over. His wings spun like a sharp knife and cut the big bug into dozens of pieces.?

After a few screams, the Crow Gong proudly pounced on the minced meat and grabbed it, and grabbed eight deep blue "demon pills" the size of a fist from the minced meat of the big bug. The Crow Gong grabbed a demon pill with his claws and examined it carefully, then shook his head in disappointment, and threw him on the ground casually.

If it is a fire-attribute demon pill, it will be very beneficial to him after devouring it.

However, the water-attributed demon elixir is like a poison to the Crow Gong, and the benefits brought by swallowing them cannot keep up with the harm they will cause to him.

Shaosi smiled and put away the eight demon pills one by one, and said to Ya Gong with a smile: "These things are worth a lot of money with Puyang. Ya Gong, since there is this kind of water-attributed demon pill here, then there must be fire attributes. It's just that we are not lucky and haven't encountered it yet."

Zhu Rongbao nodded in disappointment: "That's right, this damn swamp has too much water vapor."

The three witch kings of Zhurong clan also shook their heads repeatedly. They were in a swamp, and mud and sewage were everywhere, and even a little green was hard to see. This kind of environment was just like Manman didn't care. For the Ya Gong, Zhu Rongbao and the three of them, the environment in the swamp was simply terrible.

"I'm not lucky!" Shao Si narrowed his eyes, and a divine light flashed in his eyes. She stretched out her hand and grabbed the air carefully. There was a gray-white light between her fingers. As her fingers wielded, a trace of extremely thin white lines in the void suddenly lit up.??

These white lines float in the air like spider silk. In this swamp, countless white lines are intricately entangled together. Looking along the grayish-white light on Shaosi's hand, you can see that the entire swamp is shrouded in these messy white lines.

Each white line represents the life trajectory of the indigenous people in a swamp. They have appeared in this swamp countless times, so they have left their marks in this swamp. Even if time has passed for a long time, as long as these people are still alive, these white lines will not disappear.

After Shao Si was blessed by Siming, her magical powers made rapid progress again, and she could already attack along the life trajectory of wise creatures.

"There are quite a few people in this swamp." Shao Si's finger bounced on a white line, and a gray-white fire burned on the white line. The faint light supported a small light curtain. The face of an indigenous boy with a light blue skin and a delicately refined appearance in the light curtain.

Shaosi chanted the mantra in a low voice. His fingers cleverly formed one weird witch seal after another around the face of the native boy.

A black cloud of thunder tribulation quietly emerged in the sky, but Shao Si's aura was as obscure as Tai Si. The thunder light flashed in the black cloud of thunder tribulation for a long time, but no trace of Shao Si's existence could be seen. After a quarter of an hour, the black cloud finally dissipated helplessly.

"First we must learn the language and writing of these indigenous peoples, and then we must find Ji Hao as soon as possible." Shao Si whispered: "Everyone must gather together to be safer. But the world is so big, and the distance between us is more than 100 million miles apart. If we want to find Ji Hao, we need better luck."

Frowning, Shaosi said softly: "Did you appear? After entering this world, not only our strength is suppressed, but our luck is suppressed. So I want everyone not to act rashly these days, because once they move, they may be troubled."

"But I have also figured out some things in the past two days, such as the luck of the natives here, and I can still plunder their luck and add it to us. As long as our luck improves, everything we do will go smoothly."

Zhu Rongbao and the three Zhu Rong gods witch kings looked at Shao Si in awe.

The power of luck, or the power of destiny, is one of the most unpredictable and magical powers of time. Shaosi mastered this power, which made Zhu Rongbao and the others envious. At the same time, they were very grateful that Shaosi was from his own camp!

Shaosi chanted the mantra, and the boy's face became blurred in the small light curtain.

A faint white light flowed along the white line to Shaosi. This white light was the luck of the boy. Immediately afterwards, more and more white light flowed along the white line, which was the luck of the boy's direct relatives.

After a cup of tea, the power of luck flowing along the white line was like the flowing water in the water pipe. This was the luck of the tribes of the young tribe who also began to flow.

A quarter of an hour later, the power of luck flowing over the white line had turned into a stream about a foot thick, and the luck of foreign friends who were known to the young people also flowed towards Shaosi due to the mutual contact and entanglement of fate.

One hour later, the fortunes of all the natives in the swamp began to gather towards Shaosi, and the white light had turned into a river of more than ten feet in thickness. From one person to all the natives in the swamp, Shaosi's control of the power of fate was really terrifying.

Shao Si's fingers kept changing the witch seals, and white talisman seals kept flying into the bodies of him, Manman, Zhu Rongbao, Ya Gong and the three witch kings.

Everyone felt that their bodies seemed to have suddenly become much more relaxed, and were suppressed by the power of the world, and could only exert less than 10% of their power, and suddenly they could exert a small half of them normally.

Not only that, everyone felt that they had become much closer to the world. The world that originally gave them a very cold and unfamiliar feeling actually had a bit of warmth and warmth like the embrace of their mothers.

Two hours later, there was no more power of luck flowing over the white line.

Shao Si smiled lightly and pointed in one direction: "Towards this, Ji Hao must be in this direction!" (To be continued.)

ps: Saturday, take a little rest.

I had a stomach problem and my stomach hurt. I hurried in front of the computer. I was depressed. Today, I will ask you to vote for some recommendations to soothe my fragile stomach.

It should be because I have eaten too much chili, and it may be because I have eaten bad things. Who knows?
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