God Level Lucky Upgrade System

Naturally, Xu Haotian would not be polite. As soon as he reached out his hand to take the mask, he threw it into the lucky space and said at the same time.

As soon as his voice fell, he took a big step and walked forward. When passing by Liu Bei's side, he smiled even more, not paying attention to Liu Bei's rude behavior.

Regarding this, Liu Bei's eyes only flashed with a different color, and he followed him indifferently.

"What's the matter, if I didn't have the power to protect myself, would I be so humbled? Humph, one day I will let you kneel and lick."

Xu Haotian rushed while thinking fiercely.

This is a hall-like existence that has been magnified countless times. This hall is square, although there is no decoration inside. But it is lenient, which can accommodate hundreds of people.

And around the hall, there are nine stone gates. The surface of the nine stone gates was shining with pitch black magic light. The above is densely depicted with unknown runes, which seems mysterious and unusual.

At this time, half of the nine stone gates were already open. In the hall, there were 20 or 30 monks standing or sitting.

Among these monks, most of them had calm faces, kept silent, occupied a place alone, and closed their eyes to meditate.

Either the face is pale and the blood is mottled, it seems to have gone through a desperate fight to come here. But his face was full of excitement. Standing there dancing and dancing, and even whispering, there is no lack of ostentation in the words.

And in a corner, Liu Bowen, Sha Wujing, and other eight powerful men gathered here. Although they didn’t say a word, each of them looked at the closed stone gates in unison, expressing hope in their expressions. Very thick.

"What's the matter, why hasn't your majesty come out yet. There will be no accidents, right?"

Huang Zhong scratched his head severely at this time, muttering anxiously.

"What nonsense, your Majesty is the real dragon emperor, how could there be an accident. As far as I can see, your Majesty must have encountered some trouble and can't get out of it for a while. But with your majesty's toughness, you will surely turn a good luck."

As the highest cultivation level among several people, Sha Wujing's reprimand is understandable. Huang Zhong even narrowed his neck, not daring to speak at will.

boom!

Suddenly a closed stone door opened, and more than ten people filed out from inside.

The head of the person is not someone else, but the Prince of the Holy Court, Wang Xiaolong.

Wang Xiaolong folded his hands behind his back and took a step from Shimen, his expression on his face was extremely calm. But when he carefully scanned the people in the hall, especially after staying with Liu Bowen and others for a while, his bright eyes not only wrinkled slightly, but his disappointment was fleeting.

boom!

At this moment, another stone gate blasted open, and Xuanyuan Beiming led his subordinates to walk out of it. After seeing the situation in the hall, his face also showed disappointment. However, he didn't care for just a flash.

As time passed by, more and more stone gates were opened, but fewer and fewer monks came out.

In some Shimen, only one monk came out. And the vitality is greatly injured. He almost crawled out. Looking at that weak appearance, it is estimated that there is no possibility of fighting again. Even if I meditate for decades, I am afraid that I will not be able to return to the beginning.

"Only the last stone gate is left, why doesn't your majesty show up yet, is it..."

boom!

"What a shit, I'm so exhausted!"

Just halfway through Sha Wujing's words, a loud and deafening noise suddenly exploded, interrupting his words.

Then a familiar curse sounded. Sha Wujing and others were overjoyed. Quickly got up to meet.

"Your Majesty, are you all right!"

"Your Majesty, are you injured!"

"His Majesty……"