Fang Ye raised his eyebrows slightly. This kind of pressure comes from this world. Although he can still fly in mid-air, it will consume a lot of cultivation. This is not a kind place, and he doesn't want to use up his strength needlessly. Fang Ye tried to emit his spiritual consciousness to detect the movements around him, and found that his spiritual consciousness was also greatly suppressed and could only be separated from the body by a hundred miles, and could not be further away. The spiritual consciousness of other geniuses could only be separated from the body by a few miles to dozens of miles. , I am afraid that only some powerful souls can rival him. When outside, Fang Ye already had a general understanding of the topography of the Guangling world. He felt that the Guangling world was approximately tens of thousands of miles in diameter, with more than a thousand geniuses distributed here, which was considered very dense. ¡°Swish, swish, swish¡¡± Just when Fang Ye sensed that there was something special about this world, waves of pale golden luck fell from the sky, and every genius was surrounded by Zhang Xu¡¯s power of luck. When the power of luck covered his body, Fang Ye felt that his energy and spirit had made great progress. He had already reached the peak of the late God King, and could break through to the perfect state of the God King at any time. As Fang Ye absorbed it, the power of luck around him shrank by half, and the remaining power of luck was all absorbed by the luck order on his body. The originally pure white luck command had a layer of light gold on it. With brilliance, the power of luck half a foot high appeared above Fang Ye's head. It was invisible but could be sensed. Several lines of writing appeared on the luck order: Name: Fang Ye. The power of luck: half a foot. Ranking: zero. Fang Ye thought to himself, maybe it¡¯s because everyone¡¯s luck power is the same, and the luck power has not yet started to rank. "Ah!" Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded not far away, attracting everyone's attention. On a distant mountain peak, a bald young man with flashing magic patterns forcibly tore a white-robed boy in half. The blood stained him red for a long time, which further highlighted the ferociousness of the bald young man. The luck command on the white-robed young man flew out automatically, and split into two halves in mid-air. Two streams of luck flew out from inside, and one of them was absorbed into the bald young man's luck command. Another wave was directly absorbed by the bald young man, making the bald young man extremely excited. Outside the Guangling World, on the Haoran Star Stage, many emperors from various galaxies looked solemnly at the geniuses in the Guangling World, each staring at the geniuses in their own galaxy. They all understood that the killing among the geniuses had begun. Gu Mie looked at Fang Ye, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Heiran said: "The killing has begun, boy, show your strength." With the shrill screams, many monks in the Guangling world began to move, and the luck just fell from the sky , also exposed the position of each genius, they all want to find others and plunder the power of luck. Enhance your own luck. Before Fang Ye made any move, the bald young man rushed towards Fang Ye. This guy is a demon with the perfection of God King. The strongest people who are qualified to participate in the Haochen Star Territory Prodigy Conference, the worst are those who are at the peak of the late God King, and the strongest are those who are at the peak of the early Emperor Lord. The difference between each other is not big. In this way, Fang Ye's shortcomings in cultivation are not so obvious. If you want to decide the winner between each other, it depends on everyone's methods. Cultivation, soul, body, artifacts, supernatural powers, secret techniques, etc., will all become factors that affect the outcome. ¡°Boy, that guy was sent on his way just now, and you are the second one!¡± The bald young man laughed ferociously. A mysterious and strange magic pattern quickly rushed out from his body and hit Fang Ye directly between his eyebrows. This kind of magic pattern is a secret method specially designed to attack the soul. The boy in white robe just now was probably plotted. The corners of Fang Ye's mouth raised slightly, and two sharp sword lights suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he slashed hard at the magic pattern, shattering it with one blow. The face of the bald young man suddenly turned pale, and blue-black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Before he could react, he saw a brilliant purple sword light coming in front of him. "Poof!" The body of the bald young man was cut in half by Fang Ye with a knife, and blood dripped down. A piece of Luck Token emerged from the bald young man's body and broke into pieces. Two strands of luck rushed out from it. One of them was absorbed into Fang Ye's Luck Token, and the other one was directly absorbed by Fang Ye. Fang Ye felt that his cultivation had improved again, and he might break through to the perfect state of the God King at any time, but he still failed to break through. Fang Ye also understood that the energy required for the God King to break through the small realm was too great. Even if he took a shortcut by absorbing the power of luck, the power of luck needed to break through would not be less, but he could feel the strength In enhancement, this is enough?After killing the bald young man, Fang Ye glanced at his luck order and saw that the power of luck on it reached ten feet, and his ranking directly reached fifty-sixth. Fang Ye was secretly surprised. It seemed that the others were not slow at all. Except for the first day, the power of luck dropped every day is directly proportional to each person's performance. After Fang Ye killed the bald young man, his eyes flashed, looking for other prey. This Genius Conference is a competition for the power of luck, and now is not the time to be merciful. Soon, Fang Ye locked his eyes on another person not far away. He was an extraordinary and handsome young man who was escaping into the distance very quickly. Just now, he was approaching covertly, probably ready to reap the benefits, but he didn't expect Fang Ye to deal with the bald young man so quickly, and then quickly locked onto himself. He didn't want to confront Fang Ye head-on yet, so he was decisive. Choose to retreat. Fang Ye smiled slightly, used the magical power of Tianya, and disappeared in an instant. The next quarter of an hour, Fang Ye appeared in front of this person and said calmly: "Hand over the luck token, and I will spare your life." Fang Ye's unpredictable speed made the young man slightly shocked, but he To be able to enter here, the strength should not be underestimated. After hearing this, he snorted coldly: "Then it depends on whether you have this ability!" Before he finished speaking, a purple-gold divine cauldron rushed out of the young man's head, and the wind rose into a mountain. Big or small, it suppressed Fang Ye head-on, twisting and deforming the whole sky under the pressure, and the momentum was surging. This divine cauldron is a fourth-grade artifact. When this young man used it, everything changed. Fang Ye held his right hand in the air, and the scale-reverse sword flashing with purple fire patterns appeared in his hand, and he boldly attacked the falling purple-gold divine cauldron. "Rumble!" The Nilin Heavenly Sword and the purple-gold divine cauldron collided in mid-air, making a deafening roar. The brilliance on the purple-gold divine cauldron dimmed instantly, and the young man also felt like he was hit hard. The body retreated violently and hit a mountain peak hard, causing gravel to fly out. "Give you the Luck Token and save my life!" The young man said with a horrified look on his face and threw the Luck Token towards Fang Ye. As soon as Fang Ye took the luck order, he saw a large amount of luck power rushing out of the luck order, half of it entered his own luck order, and the other half enveloped him. The power of luck in the piece of luck token was completely consumed, and the piece of luck token also shattered with a click and turned into fly ash. Fang Ye ignored the young man and flashed a few times, approaching where the other figures were. Fang Ye was not a murderous person. Since he had luck, there was no need for him to kill this person. When the young man saw Fang Ye leaving, he quickly recalled his purple-gold divine cauldron, his eyes flashing with scorching brilliance: "Since I'm not dead, I can still snatch other people's luck tokens, and I still have a chance!" (Unfinished) to be continued¡¡)