I'm not a psychopath!

At that moment, the tranquility of Wuji Fairy Island was broken by a mysterious force.

On the entire island, whether it was the spirit beasts living in the deep forest, the birds flying in the sky, or the giant beasts hiding in the deep sea, they all raised their heads and looked up at the sky dotted with countless light spots.

These light spots were as bright as stars. They gathered from all directions, forming a series of gorgeous light streams that rushed straight into the sky.

The monks felt an unprecedented shock.

The spiritual energy in their bodies began to fluctuate, and even the luck that had been integrated into their blood showed signs of instability.

An indescribable throbbing rose in the hearts of every monk, as if announcing the occurrence of a major event.

"The dragon of luck, it has appeared in the world!" Someone whispered in a low voice, with excitement and expectation that could not be concealed.

Jiang Qing stood among the crowd, his eyes firm and deep.

He knew that this was his chance and his challenge. He took a deep breath, and the power in his body surged like a tide. His momentum reached its peak at this moment.

At the same time, he held a lucky candy in his mouth. It was his secret weapon, which could greatly increase his luck value in a short time.

Unexpectedly, if the luck was used up, bad luck would come immediately, so he had no choice.

Now he could only keep eating candy.

The light spots in the sky became more and more dense, and finally gathered into a huge dragon of light.

It hovered in the sky, the dragon roar was deafening, and the whole island trembled under its pressure.

All the cultivators could feel its power. It was the purest power of luck between heaven and earth.

Jiang Qing did not hesitate. He knew that only by getting the recognition of the dragon of luck could he truly master this power.

The power of his whole body burst out at this moment, and sword energy soared into the sky, echoing the dragon of luck in the sky. His

will, his determination, and his courage were all undoubtedly demonstrated at this moment.

The power of the lucky candy also played a role at this moment. Jiang Qing felt that his luck value was soaring, and the connection between him and the dragon of luck was getting closer and closer.

The dragon of luck swept his eyes over all living beings and finally stopped at Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing met the dragon of luck's eyes, and he felt its recognition.

"Roar!!"

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar.

Finally, after a strong resonance, the dragon of luck let out a thunderous dragon roar, and its body turned into countless light spots, which fell on Jiang Qing and merged into his body.

Jiang Qing felt that his strength had been unprecedentedly improved at this moment. His body seemed to be recast, and every muscle and every bone contained powerful power.

He knew that he had been recognized by the dragon of luck and obtained supreme luck.

However, Jun Wudao had not given up yet.

A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "Jiang Qing, you are good... But as long as I kill you, the power of the dragon of luck is still mine!"

His body also changed at this moment, the black magic flame burned again, and his strength was rapidly increasing.

"Jiang Qing, do you think you can beat me by getting the Dragon of Luck?" Jun Wudao's voice was like coming from the underworld, with endless chill.

Jiang Qing smiled coldly, the battle had just begun.

He waved the Longyuan Sword in his hand, the sword light was like a dragon, and collided with Jun Wudao's magic flame, making a deafening roar.

The battle between the two was extremely fierce, and every confrontation was destructive, and the whole island trembled in their battle.

The power of the two caused great damage in the collision, and everything around the altar was affected.

Jun Wudao's attack became more and more crazy, and his magic flame surged towards Jiang Qing like a tide, trying to swallow him.

But Jiang Qing was not afraid, he got the power of the Dragon of Luck, his body became stronger, and every attack was with the power of heaven and earth.

This was the result of the recognition of luck.

The battle reached its climax, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling for this decisive battle.

The clone of the Heavenly Dao, which should have been the supreme existence, was also crazy at this moment.

However, it still underestimated the power of Jiang Qing after swallowing the Dragon of Luck.

When its illusory figure just appeared, Jiang Qing waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword light was like a meteor that cut through the night sky, resonating with the dragon roar of the Dragon of Luck, forming an insurmountable barrier.

The attack of the Heavenly Dao clone was like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, but facing the joint efforts of Jiang Qing and the Dragon of Luck, its offensive was like a drop in the ocean, disappearing without a trace.

Jiang Qing's eyes flashed with a firm light, he knew that this was the critical moment to decide the outcome.

The Dragon of Luck hovered beside Jiang Qing, its dragon scales glittering under the illumination of lightning, and every breath seemed to mobilize the power of luck between heaven and earth.

Jun Wudao witnessed this scene, and his heart was filled with unprecedented madness.

He knew that if he could not defeat Jiang Qing at this moment, he would lose the opportunity to control the world forever.

His attack became more fierce, and every punch and kick contained destructive power, as if to raze the entire battlefield to the ground.

But Jiang Qing did not retreat. With the power of the Dragon of Luck, he was able to deftly resolve Jun Wudao's attacks every time, and even gradually gained the upper hand in the counterattack.

The flames of battle burned between the two, and every confrontation was like a collision of stars, shocking the hearts of the spectators.

Jiang Qing's swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated. Every time he swung his sword, he seemed to be weaving an invisible net, capturing Jun Wudao's attacks one by one.

In the end, in a collision of forces, the power of the Tiandao clone was completely defeated, turned into nothingness, and dissipated in the air.

As for Jun Wudao, although he was still crazy, his attacks could no longer pose any substantial threat to Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing gradually gained the upper hand.

The battle lasted for a long time, and both men's bodies showed signs of damage.

Jiang Qing's body was covered with scars, but his eyes were still firm. Jun Wudao's situation was not much better, and his magic flame gradually dimmed under Jiang Qing's sword light.

Finally, after a strong collision, Jun Wudao's physical body finally couldn't support it anymore, and his body began to collapse, turning into countless light spots and dissipating in the air.

Jun Wudao roared unwillingly, but he knew that he could no longer change the outcome.

"Jiang Qing, you won." There was a hint of bitterness in Jun Wudao's voice, "But do you think this is the end? I will come back, and next time, I will make you pay the price!"

Jiang Qing didn't answer.

Jun Wudao's body completely dissipated, and his soul turned into nothingness in the demonic flames.

Jun Wudao fell, and his body gradually dissipated on the altar and turned into dust.

Jiang Qing stood on the altar. Although his body was broken, his eyes were shining with victory. He knew that although the battle was tragic, he won the final victory, was recognized by the Dragon of Luck, and gained supreme luck.

But there was no joy of victory in his heart, and he had to get over the bad luck.

"Jun Wudao is dead. Humans listen to my orders and kill the demons!" Following Jiang Qing's order, his voice reverberated on the battlefield like thunder, stirring the hearts of every human disciple present.

When they saw that the Dragon of Luck had been captured by Jiang Qing, although they felt a little bit unwilling, they were more relieved and happy.

The victory of this fate battle was ultimately won by the human race. They knew that from now on, the human race would move towards a more glorious future.

When the monster warriors saw that Jun Wudao was defeated, they all lost their fighting spirit.

They originally thought that Jun Wudao's power was unmatched, but now, their faith and hope collapsed in an instant.

The eyes of the demon warriors showed fear and confusion, and they no longer had the courage to explode like crazy before.

Their morale quickly dissipated in the air like ebbing sea water.

The situation on the human side was excellent, morale was high, and the soldiers waved their weapons and let out loud war cries.

Victory is at hand.

"kill!!"

…

At this moment, the secret realm disappeared.

The invisible barrier in the sky shattered like a bubble, revealing the true appearance of Wuji Immortal Island.

The strongest men of the human race and demon race who had been waiting outside, their eyes were like sharp swords, eagerly scanning every returning warrior, trying to find answers from their expressions and breaths.

The hearts of the strong men of the human race were filled with complex emotions. They were both expecting and nervous, and everyone was thinking silently in their hearts.

"Which side won?" A demon clan elder's voice trembled with a hint of disbelief.

"Who took the Dragon of Fate?" An old man from the human race followed closely, his voice full of anticipation and nervousness.

Their eyes searched the crowd until they saw Jiang Qing. Although the figure looked slightly tired, his eyes shone with the light of a winner.

The strongest men of the Monster Clan had solemn expressions on their faces. They knew that if Jun Wudao failed, the entire Monster Clan would face an unprecedented crisis.

Their eyes wandered among the crowd, hoping to find a glimmer of hope for reversal, but Jun Wudao was nowhere to be seen.

My heart gradually sank to the bottom.

Just at this time, Jiang Qing's voice resounded like thunder throughout Wuji Immortal Island: "Jun Wudao is dead, the human race listens to my order and kills the demon!"

The top leaders of the demon clan who were watching the battle looked at each other, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

A powerful demon clan murmured to himself: "How is it possible? In order to build Jun Wudao's body... even the Demonic Heart Lotus was used."

"This is absolutely impossible!" Another demon clan's strongest man screamed, his voice full of anger and unwillingness, "This Jiang Qing must be Jun Wudao pretending to be, that bastard likes to play tricks!"

After hearing this, the other strongest members of the demon clan also felt that it made sense. Jun Wudao was undefeated in their hearts, so how could he lose to the unknown Jiang Qing?

However, when the Imperial Master saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneered: "It seems that the defeat in the Battle of Fate has dealt a huge blow to you. Can you say such nonsense?"

"National Master of the human race, haha..." The most powerful man of the demon race sneered in return, his eyes full of provocation, "If you have the ability, ask him, he must be Jun Wudao of our clan!"

Seeing that the other party was so determined, the human race's hearts that had just been relieved became suspended again.

No way, right?

Is it possible that Jiang Qing is really pretending?

The Imperial Master lowered his head and looked down.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Qing, waiting for his answer.

Jiang Qing stood there. Although he was seriously injured, the power of the Dragon of Luck was still flowing in his body, repairing his injuries and making him exude an unprecedented majesty.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes like lightning, swept over everyone present, and finally landed on the strongest man of the demon clan, his voice was calm and firm:

"Jun Wudao has been defeated. I, Jiang Qing, am the winner recognized by the Dragon of Luck."

When the national teacher heard this, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes and a smile appeared on his lips. He knew that the victory of this battle of luck would bring unprecedented glory to the human race.

The high-level officials of the demon race were ashen. They could not accept this fact. For them, Jun Wudao's failure was like the collapse of the sky and the earth.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" A demon elder roared, his eyes full of despair, "How could Jun Wudao lose to you, an unknown person!"

Jiang Qing glanced at him coldly, without saying much, but gently waved the Longyuan Sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing in the direction of the demon race.

The human warriors saw this and immediately understood Jiang Qing's intention. They let out a thunderous war cry, waved their weapons, and rushed towards the demon race.

Although the demon warriors had lost their fighting spirit, at the moment of life and death, they still instinctively raised their weapons and prepared to fight to the death with the human race.

However, without Jun Wudao's leadership, the demon race's fighting power was much weaker than before. Facing the fierce offensive of the human race, they retreated step by step and could not organize an effective resistance at all.

The battle soon became one-sided. The human warriors were like tigers descending from the mountains, unstoppable, while the demon warriors were like dogs that had lost their homes, fleeing everywhere.

Jiang Qing stood in the center of the battlefield. He did not participate in the battle, but just watched it all quietly. He knew that the outcome of this battle was doomed.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky, and a huge crack appeared in the sky. A strong suction came from it, sucking all the human warriors and demon warriors in.

Jiang Qing was shocked when he saw this. He immediately used the power of luck in his body to try to resist this suction, but found that this force was too strong and he could not contend with it at all.

"Little thief, dare to slaughter my demon descendants in front of me!?" A powerful demon warrior took shape, and the whole sky turned into a huge mouth, as if swallowing the sky.

"I'll kill them, so what?"

The Imperial Master stood between heaven and earth, and compared to the huge mouth in the sky, he looked like a mayfly.

But the Imperial Master was not at all vain, and was laughing loudly, his laughter getting louder and louder until it echoed through the nine heavens, "Hahahahaha! God bless our human race, this breath of luck has been continued.

And waiting for the dead bones of the alien race, you still dare to be so presumptuous!

Cut the sky!"