Chapter 2342: Fighting Over the Saint Luck (1/2)

Chapter 2342: Fighting Over the Saint Luck

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Dazzling golden lights appeared where the Saint Luck was, and people could find the coordinates on the map. When Lin Feng and all the other cultivators saw the golden dragon on the map, they all started flying in that direction.

“Father, I have the impression that that golden dragon is alive and terrifying. Is it really Saint Luck?” asked Aomo uneasily.

“It’s Saint Luck, indeed,” said Lin Feng. He was surprised too. The golden dragon glittered and was extremely fast.

A gigantic wall appeared in the air, and the dragon landed on the wall before passing through it.

The golden dragon roared, trying to escape, but the crowd sensed a terrifying Freezing intent, it surrounded the dragon and he started freezing. The other strong cultivators had the impression their souls were going to freeze.

“Saint Emperor Freeze.” Lin Feng looked at the old man in dark clothes at the very front. Lin Feng was impressed; Saint Emperor Freeze was terrifyingly strong.

“Father, should we attack?” asked Aomo. He was eager to try.

“No rush. It’s going to be a fierce competition. We should be patient, otherwise, everybody will be after us,” said Lin Feng. He didn’t participate in the battle. Many people thought the same as him, and didn’t attack. Qiong Jiu Tian and Qiong Hai Ya were staying on the side, too, their eyes glittering. A great deal of Saint Luck was going to appear in the Canonization Area, and nobody wanted to be chased by everyone else.

But some people were very self-confident, such as Saint Emperor Freeze. He appeared in front of the dragon and stretched out his hand; the dragon roared angrily and became even more dazzling and then turned into lights. Saint Emperor Freeze took him. For the time being, that Saint Luck was his.

Many strong cultivators threw themselves at him, but Saint Emperor Freeze shot into the distance and said coldly, “Freeze!”

The atmosphere around him froze. Nobody dared get too close to him, otherwise their souls could freeze, and they could die.

Lights flashed, and Saint Emperor Freeze disappeared. He had an extremely powerful teleportation technique.

“Chase him!” said a few strong cultivators coldly. Nobody wanted to let him escape with Saint Luck!

“How strong.” Lin Feng was astonished. Saint Emperor Freeze’s freezing Dao had reached the maximum level, and with his teleportation technique, he could get so much done in such a short time. Saint Emperor Freeze was probably one of the strongest Saint Emperors present here!

A dragon roared, dazzling lights appeared again, and formed an ice dragon. The crowd was stunned; another gigantic dragon, a different one… was it Saint Luck too?

“Go!” Strong cultivators started moving towards the dragon, but at that moment, they heard a dragon roar extremely loudly, behind the golden dragon and the ice dragon, a red dragon appeared, and then a fire dragon, and then an earth dragon, a dark dragon, a life dragon! Seven dragons had appeared, they were all Saint Luck!

The crowd shot off in all directions towards all the dragons. Those seven dragons were Saint Luck? Or were they actually one cosmic body that represented Saint Luck?

“Father, I want the dark dragon, let’s go see,” said Aomo, and flew towards the gigantic dark dragon. He passed in front of many strong cultivators, his speed was astonishing. He turned into a beam of light and crossed the Canonization Area in the blink of an eye.

“I see it, many people are fighting over it,” said Aomo. Lin Feng released dazzling empty space lights. People used strength to fight, they didn’t use weapons. If anyone dared used Saint’s Weapons, then everybody else would, and it would become a disaster.

Aomo roared out and charged in. The dark dragon was also very fast, but many people surrounded him. It glanced at them, very lifelike.

“Father, that guy is a Great Oriental Greenfinch Roc from the Roc Clan. He’s incredibly strong,” said Aomo to Lin Feng. The one who was the closest to the dark dragon had a gold holy helmet and sharp feathers.

“Zha Mao Niao also wants to steal the dark dragon’s Saint Luck, damn! He’s so fast!” swore Aomo. The great roc’s wings were gigantic and blotted out the sky, he was very impressive.