I have an altar of luck

In the future, all levels of official positions in the Heavenly Court will still be entrusted.

It all depends on your own pursuit.

Everyone around was lost in thought, silent, as if they were thinking about something.

Mo Luo's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly said:

"If we enter the Conferred God Stage, won't we... be like those immortals, and will be subject to the Conferred God Stage from now on?"

As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of several people on the table flickered.

This is actually the reason why they hesitated.

It's okay to support the dynasty, it's okay to support Chen Yuan, and it's even more important to resist the invasion of evil spirits from outside the territory, but... since then, they have put life and death aside, and it's a little... hard for them to accept.

No matter who it is, it is difficult to accept.

"Not bad." Chen Yuan nodded.

Seeing that several people had varying degrees of resistance, he immediately smiled:

"Don't worry, everyone, all the choices are in the hands of the ministers, even if you don't enter the Conferred God Stage, you can confer the gods, but in the future war, there will be some dangers.

It's okay..."

"Your Majesty, can you wait for a while to think about it?"

The old master said in a low voice.

"it is good."

"Father."

Several people were discussing, the crown prince Chen Sheng took the crown princess Jiang Xue to the first table to toast, except for Chen Yuan Jiang He and Mo Luo Lu Chengfeng, the rest stood up to greet them.

"Since ancient times, you have established a family and established a business. Now that you have married Xue'er, you will not be able to escape your temper in the future. This land of Central Plains will be controlled by you in the future."

Chen Yuan encouraged.

"My son understands."

"Um……"

"To enter the royal family in the future, you must be gentle and virtuous, not arrogant and arrogant. Everything depends on the royal family, and you don't have to worry about your family." Jiang He, who has always been reticent, did not remain silent this time.

Instead, he asked with a smile.

"My daughter understands."

Jiang Xue nodded with a smile.

Lu Chengfeng and Mo Luo also encouraged a few words at the right time, and then each gave a precious gift, which was priceless, and the rest of the main table were not stingy.

They all sent out the bottom treasures of the fairy gates of their respective sects.

After all, there is only one big wedding for the prince.

Seeing what Chen Yuan meant, he will live in the Immortal Realm permanently in the future, and the great power in this world will fall on the Crown Prince Chen Sheng, so we must establish a good relationship.

After a big banquet, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

The whole world celebrates, and the Central Plains is overjoyed.

But no matter how great a happy event is, it will eventually come to an end, and people in the world will focus more on the Conferred God Stage.

And as time approaches, there are more and more gossip.

The most outrageous thing is that someone once said that one can become a fairy and live forever after entering the Conferred God Stage... which made many people even more envious.

……

……

But at this time, in the depths of the vast and endless starry sky, colorful stars radiate light, illuminating the surroundings, and surrounded by the stars, a giant is leaping rapidly at this moment.

Every flicker can span thousands of miles.

The behemoth is similar to a giant mountain, and there are beehive-like caves on it. From a distance, it looks like a very large insect nest, wherever it passes.

Any obstacles become invisible.

And here is the extraterritorial demon that Chen Yuan regards as his great enemy.

The insect nest is not only magnificent on the surface, but also contains the universe inside, forming a world of its own, like huge secret realms attached to each other and gathered together.

More like a real heaven and earth.

And in front of one of the most noble caves, a humanoid man with two horns on his head, a strange face and black hair is bowing towards the depths with a humble face.

As for his identity, it was the Luotian Demon God who was incarnated by Chen Yuan last time.

He possessed Mo Ying, thinking that he would be invincible in the world, cut everything, and wiped away all obstacles for the arrival of the saints, but in the end he stumbled.

Being suppressed and killed by an existence whose cultivation level is far inferior to his.

He was very unwilling, but temporarily helpless.

He could only suppress the murderous intent in his heart, and was ready to wait until the arrival of the saints before completely ending that period of grievances.

People from the lower realm dare to treat the saints like this.

Kill!

Luo Tian Demon God's figure was bent and bent, not daring to move at all, waiting for the Holy Master to wake up. Ever since the great war thousands of years ago, the Holy Master has rarely woken up.

Even when I reported it decades ago, I didn't actually see the Holy Master.

As a last resort, the elders could only make their own decisions and change their course of action.

If there is no accident this time, it should be that the Holy Master has something to ask him.

About ten breaths later, a trace of coercion suddenly emanated from the cave, possessing supreme power, which made Luo Tian Demon God's hunched body even more bent.

The seventh realm, immortal existence!

This is its coercion!

Shouyuan is measured in tens of thousands of years...

It is the Dinghaishenzhen needle of an ethnic group.

"Luo Tian..."

The indifferent voice resounded in Luo Tian Demon God's ears, and he immediately said:

"Subordinates are here."

"Come in……"

"As ordered."

Demon God Luo Tian took a deep breath, and walked slowly into the cave, the light of the surrounding formation gradually dimmed, until reaching the deepest point, there was a faint black magic spring inside.

All the supreme coercion escaped from the black magic spring.

After Luo Tian entered, the black magic spring quickly began to tremble, gradually converging into a vortex, and then condensing into a strange face that could not be seen clearly.

"Subordinates see the Holy Master!"

Demon God Luo Tian didn't dare to raise his head to see the existence in front of him.

That magic spring is an extremely important magic spring of life for the saint race. It is used to restore the original vitality, and it needs to consume a lot of resources. Now the holy master is cultivating in it.

"They said...you found traces of the altar?"

The voice of the Holy Lord continued to sound.

"Yes, it was the ancestral realm of the guy who attacked my sacred nest thousands of years ago. In order to find the source of more realms to plunder, the saints sprinkled their clansmen in the starry sky.

Previously, the subordinate used projection powers to come to that realm, in..."

Demon God Luo Tian didn't dare to hide anything, and revealed everything he knew, including the process of his recovery of Mo Ying, including his understanding of Chen Yuan.

Including the legend of the Martial Emperor, as well as the battle between him and Chen Yuan, and at the last critical moment, he was accidentally turned against the wind by that person.

"Martial Emperor... Boundary... Chen Yuan... Holy Altar..."

The Holy Master murmured these few words silently.

After a long time, said:

"In your opinion, the so-called Chen Yuan has something to do with Emperor Wu, is he his reincarnation?"

"It's somewhat similar, but the subordinates feel... I'm afraid it's not the case, maybe... it's just that kid's luck is too bad, so he can... control the altar."

Luo Tian Demon God said after deliberation.

"Luck? Hmph... the protector of the altar is not just as simple as luck." Only he knows the power of the altar, and it is impossible to recognize the Lord at will, even if he...

Nor was it possible to make the altar recognize the Lord.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to lead the group, leave the fairyland, and prepare to recuperate in the lower realm and plunder resources.

"The Lord said so."

Demon God Luo Tian immediately agreed, not daring to refute at all.

"How long is it from that boundary?"

"According to the current speed, we can reach that boundary in about 30 years. As long as we can get back the altar, our family can really have hope."

Luo Tian Demon God said in a low voice.

How glorious was the Saint Race back then?

In the Immortal Realm, they can definitely be called top clans, but it's a pity... but they met the existence who was born out of nowhere. After a hundred years of fighting, the background was exhausted, and the opponent became stronger and stronger.

The saint race couldn't keep up, so they had no choice but to decline.

"Hehehe..." The Holy Master only responded with a faint smile.

"Holy Master, I have something to ask you."

Demon God Luo Tian let out a long breath, and continued after sighing.

"Say."

"Chen Yuan is not to be underestimated. His growth rate is extremely fast. He was able to kill the incarnation of the peak of the celestial being who was able to kill his subordinates decades ago. His current strength...is probably enough to match or even surpass his subordinates.

So... this subordinate has the courage to ask, Holy Master, your injury is now..."

Demon God Luo Tian didn't mean to despise Chen Yuan at all, but instead placed him in a very important position, thinking that we would really meet again in decades.

With his strength, there may be some accidents.

The second elder died 3000 years ago, and the first elder was only one step stronger than him.

In his opinion, the only one who can really control the victory at that time is the Holy Master.

After all, no matter how strong Chen Yuan was, he didn't think that the other party could raise his cultivation to the seventh realm in just a few decades, such an existence.

Even Xianyu has never had it.

"The injury of this seat has not recovered."

"This……"

Demon God Luo Tian hesitated a little.

"Could it be that the Martial Emperor thousands of years ago was really so powerful?"

"Emperor Wu is indeed not weak, there is immortality in battle, but... wanting me to be seriously injured is not enough. The injuries on my body are all left by Emperor Yu... That power has not completely dissipated until now..."

Thinking of that existence at the beginning, the aura around the Holy Master couldn't help but began to surge, a huge pressure began to rise, and the faint murderous intent spread in all directions.

The decline and fall of the saints are all... because of people.

"Yuhuang..."

"Although he hurt me badly, he won't feel good. When I absorb enough original power, let the altar recognize the Lord again, and accumulate some years, I can kill back again.

Let the glory of my holy clan spread throughout the fairyland..."

The Holy Master said in a low voice.

"One day, the light of the saint race will shine on the fairyland!" Luotian Moshen's eyes flashed with excitement.

That is the hope for the future.