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Chapter 1850 True Luck(1/2)

They all ran into the cracks in space, and this calamity cloud was actually able to catch up.

Jiang Du had originally been cut into countless parts, and at this moment, another bolt of lightning fell.

Jiang Du was really scolding his mother.

Every moment, really every moment, I am jumping crazily on the line of death.

Facing the thunder falling in space, Jiang Du had no choice but to rebound.

A little bit of fine Qi formed a white barrier, and the sky thunder hit the barrier, almost smashing it directly.

There was nothing he could do. Jiang Du was really overwhelmed now. He wanted to bounce back the thunder a thousand times, but unfortunately he couldn't.

No matter how powerful the beings are, they can't break through the barrier formed by this rebound skill. Such a sky thunder almost breaks through directly.

Fortunately, it was almost.

A thunderbolt bounced back, causing the calamity cloud to ripple slightly, but nothing happened.

"Recover, recover quickly!"

The sky is bright and the earth is bright, can you speed up the recovery speed?

The swordsman in white was slightly startled when he saw Jie Yun half-hidden in the space.

"You dare to enter the space crack, you are really looking for death!"

"Then I'll give you another ride!"

He gently pinched out the sword formula with his fingers, and the sword light suddenly surged, turning into a thousand-foot giant sword.

The thousand-foot sword light shot horizontally and hit the space heavily.

"collapse!"

Just like being slapped on an eggshell, countless cracks appeared in the space.

And Jiang Du, who was about to be reunited, felt a violent wind blowing as the space shook violently.

"Kakaka..."

Jiang Du was more relaxed this time.

"Come again!"

With a smile on his face, the swordsman in white continued to pinch his fingers, and the sword light of Qianzhang regrouped.

"collapse!"

The space cracks that have not yet been restored were once again shaken.

The turbulent flow of space crushed Jiang Du crazily.

"Stop it!"

Jiang Du roared in his heart, and all the increased space power was released.

The power of space and the turbulence of space collided, and finally a small area of ​​space became a place that was not invaded by the turbulence of space.

Another sword light shot into the void.

Jiang Du was ready to condense again, but the power of space shattered, and the turbulence scattered Jiang Du even further.

He is going to die!

He is really going to die!

Even after turning into a soul-eating insect, after such back and forth separation, the connections between the various bodies are rapidly weakening.

Even at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to release his skills.

It's so tiring and difficult.

No, that's not right!

It’s not that the skill can’t be released, there is another skill that can be released.

Without the system panel, Jiang Du suddenly became excited.

When there is a system panel, a skill is rarely released, but at this most critical moment, a skill suddenly appeared in Jiang Du's mind.

"Real luck, open!"

This is a skill that has been forgotten for too long because it cannot be upgraded by the system, but even so, it has always been among the top ten in the skill list.

It is below the true art of symbiosis, and the perfect copy is below it.

Perhaps Jiang Du is getting stronger and stronger, and has more and more methods, and there are fewer and fewer situations where he relies on luck to overcome difficulties.

Therefore this skill has really been stranded for too long.

The last time it was used was probably the time when the gods and demons came and the Eight Star God chased the Saint Master, Dugu, and Jiang Du.

He has not yet entered the ancient times.

If Jiang Du's experience were written into a novel, this skill would have never appeared in at least half a million words.

But now, Jiang Du has reached the end of his rope, and when his fuel is exhausted, he is reminded of his true luck.

When this skill is activated, Jiang Du will be disabled.

Thunder was conceived, and the sword light outside thousands of feet condensed again.

Space turbulence is getting faster and faster.

The connections between various parts of the Devourer's body are getting weaker and weaker.

In a certain death situation, whether it is space turbulence or thunder, he can be killed.

Jiang Du lay down for the time being. He would not really die anyway. The next resurrection would at best be more difficult, but after gaining experience, he could do it again.

"boom!"

The thunder turned into a beam of light, rendering the turbulence in the space purple.

The sword light hit the crack in space, and the space turbulence suddenly became violent.

Jiang alone lay flat.

Waiting to be killed!

"call!"

A sound like exhalation suddenly sounded in Jiang Du's ears.

Everything in front of Jiang Du's eyes turned into darkness.

it's over!

Another death.

Jiang Du was slightly disappointed. It was too difficult and he wanted to retire.

Uncle Meng Qianqiu, your father is dead!

What a damn Lai Meng Qianqiu!

What a damn Lai Meng Qianqiu!

What a damn Lai Meng Qianqiu!

Jiang Du cursed fiercely three times, waiting to open his eyes again.

Speaking of this death, it seems to be a little different from the previous deaths. In the previous deaths, the head was chopped off, but this time it was torn into countless pieces.

If you don't have enough strength, it's really difficult to choose among the cracks in space.

It was really uncomfortable to be cut into countless parts. Jiang Du wondered if he could make himself more comfortable. This was all the consciousness after death, so why did he make so many copies?

As a result, his mind moved.

Countless individuals who were separated actually began to come together.

From tens of thousands of yuan, to thousands of yuan, to hundreds of yuan, to ten yuan, to one yuan.

Jiang Du felt comfortable.

He opened his eyes and was ready to hear "Sir, take the medicine."

Huh?

Why is it so dark?

Not only was it dark, it was also wet. Shouldn't he be lying on the boat, waiting for someone to poison him?

Jiang Du frowned and then noticed his own form.

This is……

Soul-eating insect?

Hold the grass, I'm not dead?

Jiang Du's whole body was excited and he spoke in surprise.
To be continued...
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