Chapter 611 The Battle of Destiny

"Brother yan, are you leaving?"

Yan Kuangtu came to say goodbye to lu ming.

Yan Kuangtu nodded and said, "I've seen everything I need to see. I'll leave later!"

After a moment of silence, Yan Kuangtu looked at lu ming with a look of anticipation in his eyes and said, "Battle of luck, I'll wait for you in the palace!"

"Battle of luck!"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows.

"What? You don't know about the war of luck?"

Yan Kuangtu said.

"Yes, but I don't know much about it!"

Lu ming said, I heard about it before.

"Lu Ming, the battle of luck is very important. All the geniuses in Eastern wasteland will participate, including the demon race. Not only will they help their forces and fight for boundless luck, but they will also help themselves and fight for great luck. With your talent, you may not be able to stand out in the battle of luck. I was also in the battle of luck in the beginning because I participated in it. To achieve what you have achieved today."

Yan Kuangtu explained.

"You can still fight for luck?" Lu Ming was a little shocked.

Isn't luck, like luck, natural? How could they fight for it?

"Of course!"

Yan Kuangtu nodded and said, "There is a saying that a man will win the day. Luck depends on one's grasp. Therefore, luck can be fought for. Martial arts, talent, hard work, resources, perseverance are all important, but luck is also important!"

"Only those with great luck can become the strongest at the peak. You are not weak, but if you do not participate in the battle of luck, you will be pulled apart by other geniuses. From now on, you will be reduced to a foil and cannot become the shining star of this era. In the future, it will be difficult to become the strongest at the peak of the continent."

"So this time, all the geniuses in Eastern wasteland will participate, and no one will miss it!"

"A battle of luck?"

Lu Ming looked forward to it, but hesitated.

Because of the battle of luck, if you want to go to the Heavenly palace headquarters, it is too close to Emperor wu huang. Will the blood of kowloon be sensed?

Moreover, if representing the Heavenly palace was equivalent to helping the Heavenly palace compete for great fortune, he would definitely be unwilling.

Luck, for a large force, is also crucial.

If a force is lucky enough, it can recruit more talented people as disciples, and the future generations of strong people will emerge one after another, and the strength will become stronger and stronger.

Sooner or later, Lu Ming was going to go against the palace of the gods. He didn't want to help the Heavenly palace increase their luck.

"Lu Ming, there are still two years to go before the battle of luck. In these two years, you can improve your strength as soon as possible. I will wait for you in the palace!"

After Yan Kuangtu said that, he moved and disappeared in an instant.

The dragon never sees the end.

"A battle of luck?"

Lu Ming repeated this sentence with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"To participate, I must participate, retreat. It's not my martial arts. I don't have much time. Only when I have a fierce collision with all the geniuses in the world, my cultivation, my martial arts, can I go forward bravely, my cultivation, can I improve faster."

"Retreat, hide in a place to practice. My martial arts will improve very slowly. In ten years time, I will still have to face Emperor wu huang. It's better to fight!"

After a while, Lu Ming's eyes were filled with a strong sense of war and determination.

He decided to take part in the battle of luck.

Although he has a lot of resources now, Onyx crystal has a lot of them, and his cultivation progress is very fast.

That was for the martial king realm. After breaking through Wu Wang and reaching the Linghaijing, the resources he needed would be even scarier. His resources were simply not enough to see.

The higher the realm, the more difficult it will be for cultivation to ascend. The resources needed will be even more terrifying.

He would not be blinded by this achievement in front of him.

After making up his mind, Lu Ming no longer felt pressured, but had a sharp edge.

Then, he continued to practice.

A day later, Holy Heaven, Sheng Xingchen, Shangguanwuchen, and Shangguan Wuling sat in a lobby of the Holy family.

After two days of recuperation, Sheng Xingchen's injuries had healed a lot, almost completely.

"Damn it, that little beast, damn it, and that Yan Kuangtu, damn it too!"

Shangguan Wuling screamed and killed.

She was slapped by the yan fanatics in public, which almost drove her crazy.

"Sister, Yan Kuangtu, it's not something we can provoke. Even Ancestor is no match for him. It's better to say less!"

On the side, Shangguanwuchen said.

"Second brother, is that all?"

Shangguan wuling said.

"Of course not, Yan Kuangtu. We can't handle it, but Lu Ming, that little beast, can't let it go!"

Shangguanwuchen's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Yes, yes, it's all that little beast's fault. It's all his fault. If it wasn't for him, how could it have been like this?"

Shangguan Wuling was so fierce that he couldn't deal with Yan Kuangtu. He could only turn all his anger on Lu Ming.

"There are still two more years left. It's a battle of luck. By then, there will be plenty of opportunities to kill that little beast!"

Shangguanwuchen said in a cold voice, then looked at Sheng Xingchen and said, "Star, come to the palace with me to practice. You better avenge this by yourself and behead Lu Ming!"

"I will, I will personally behead him!"

Sheng Xingchen's eyes were cold and his fists were clenched.

"Let's go to the palace together. Anyway, there are still two years left. It's the war of luck. By then, we will definitely go too."

Holy Heaven said.

"Okay, then we'll head to the palace together!"

Shangguanwuchen nodded.

...

In the blink of an eye, the three days agreed with Huang Lao arrived. Lu ming left the courtyard and went to Huang Lao's residence.

"Huang Lao!"

Walking into the courtyard, Lu Ming called out softly.

Whoosh!

A figure appeared in front of Lu Ming and said, "Lu Ming, you're here. The spear you asked for has been refined. Take a look!"

Huang Lao took out a long gun and threw it at Lu Ming. Lu Ming reached out and caught it.

"So heavy!"

As soon as Lu Ming picked it up, he felt extremely heavy and weighed over a million pounds.

Of course, with lu ming's current strength, when used, there was no pressure at all.

Lu Ming took a closer look.

The blood-red spearhead was made of indestructible fine steel, with clear rhombus angles and a feeling of invincibility.

The body of the gun was dark red, mainly made of thousands of forged blood gold, with some strange patterns engraved on it.

Among them, there were some black spots all over the gun.

Lu Ming took a liking to it immediately.

Buzz!

Lu Ming injected primordial energy, waved slightly, and the spear vibrated, creating a wave of air.

"Lu Ming, the tip of the spear is made of fine steel that is not bad. It is sturdy Immortality, and the body of the spear is mainly made of thousands of forged blood gold, which contains infinite black gold. In the future, as long as you have precious metal and refine it, this spear will continue to evolve and become a higher level Spirit soldier!"

Huang Lao looked at the Spirit soldier, a little proud, but also a little pity, said: "Unfortunately, my Minglian technology, can only be here, this one, is the limit of level six, but can not take a step closer, unfortunately!"

(The end of this chapter)