Chapter 611 Meet the Battle of Luck

"Brother Yan, are you leaving?"

Yan Kuang came to bid farewell to Lu Ming.

Yan Kuangzu nodded and said, "I have read everything that should be seen, and I will leave after a while!"

After pondering for a while, Yan Kuangtu looked at Lu Ming with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, and said, "The battle of luck, I will wait for you in the main palace again!"

"Battle of luck!"

Lu Ming raised his brows.

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

Yan madman said.

"I've heard it, but I don't know very well!"

Lu Ming said, I heard Feixue mention it before.

"Lu Ming, the battle of luck is very important. All the geniuses in the East Wilderness will participate, including the demon clan. They can not only help their forces to compete for boundless luck, but also help themselves to win the great luck. With you Talent may not be able to stand out in the battle of luck, and I was able to achieve today because of participating in the battle of luck."

Yan Fanatic explained.

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

Isn't luck just like luck, innate? Mysterious and mysterious, how can they still compete?

"certainly!"

Yan Kuangzu nodded and said: "There is a saying that people will conquer the sky, luck also depends on people to grasp, so luck can also be competed for, martial artist, talent, effort, resources, perseverance, are all important, but Luck is just as important!"

"Only those with great luck can become a peak powerhouse. You, your luck is not weak, but if you don't participate in the battle of luck, you will be pulled away by other geniuses. Xingchen, in the future, it will be difficult to become the pinnacle powerhouse on the continent."

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

"Battle of luck?"

Lu Ming was looking forward to it, but he was a little hesitant in his heart.

Because of the battle of luck, I have to go to the headquarters of Ditian Shrine,

That is too close to Emperor Yiwuhuang, will the blood of the Nine Dragons be sensed?

Also, if he played on behalf of the Ditian Shrine, it would be equivalent to helping the Emperor Tian Shrine compete for great luck, and he would definitely not be reconciled.

Luck is also very important for a big power.

If a power is strong enough, it will be able to recruit more talented people as disciples, and future generations of strong people will emerge one after another, and their strength will become stronger and stronger.

Sooner or later, Lu Ming will confront the Ditian Shrine, and he doesn't want to help the Emperor's Shrine to increase his luck.

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

After Yan Kuang said, his figure moved and disappeared in an instant.

Shenlong sees its head but not its tail.

"Battle of luck?"

Lu Ming repeated this sentence here, his eyes showing the color of thought.

"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 the geniuses all over the world, my cultivation base, my martial arts, can I move forward bravely, my cultivation base, can faster ascension."

"Back off and hid in one place to practice. My martial arts will improve very slowly. When ten years are up, I still have to face the emperor and the emperor. It's better to fight!"

After a while, Lu Ming's eyes exuded a strong fighting spirit and a firm will.

He decided to participate in the battle of luck.

Don't look at the many resources he has now, there are a lot of profound meaning spar, and the cultivation base is improving very fast.

That was for the Martial King Realm. After breaking through the Martial King and reaching the Spirit Sea Realm, the resources needed would be even more terrifying. His resources were simply not enough.

The higher the realm, the more difficult it will be to improve the cultivation base, and the more terrifying the resources needed.

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

After making up his mind, Lu Ming's mind was no longer under pressure, only an indomitable edge.

Immediately, continue to practice.

A day later, in a hall of the Holy Family, there were four people, Sheng Cang, Sheng Xingchen, Shangguan Wuchen, and Shangguan Wuling.

After two days of self-cultivation, Sheng Xingchen's injury has improved a lot and is almost healed.

"Damn, damn that little beast, and that Yan Kuangsu, damn it!"

Shangguan Wuling screamed, murderous.

She was actually slapped in public by Yan Kuangzu, which made her almost crazy, and the murderous intention was extremely strong.

"Little sister, Yan Kuangtu, we are not something we can provoke. Even if it is the ancestor, it is not his opponent. If you say this, it is best to say less!"

On the edge, Shangguan Wuchen said.

"Second brother, is this the case?"

Shangguan Wuling said.

"Of course it's impossible. We can't deal with Yan Kuangzu, but Lu Ming's little beast can't be spared!"

Shangguan Wuchen's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Yes, yes, everything is blamed on that little beast, it's all blame on him, how could things be like this without him."

Shangguan Wuling was murderous and could not deal with Yan Kuangzu, so he could only turn all his anger on Lu Ming.

"There are still two years before the battle of luck. At that time, there will be a chance to kill that little beast!"

Shangguan Wuchen said coldly, then looked at Sheng Xingchen, and said, "Xingchen, go to the main palace with me to practice, this revenge, it is best for you to report it yourself and cut off Lu Ming's head!"

"I will, I will decapitate him myself!"

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

"Let's go to the main palace together. Anyway, there are still two years before the battle of luck. At that time, we will definitely go."

Sheng Cang said.

"Okay, then let's go to the main palace together!"

Shangguan Wuchen nodded.

......

In the blink of an eye, the three-day appointment with Huang Lao arrived. Lu Ming left the courtyard and went to Huang Lao's residence.

"Old Huang!"

Walking into the courtyard, Lu Ming called out softly.

Swish!

A figure appeared in front of Lu Ming and said, "Lu Ming, you are here, the long spear you want has been made, you can take a look!"

Huang Lao took out a long spear and threw it to Lu Ming, who reached out to catch it.

"It's so heavy!"

As soon as Lu Ming picked it up, he felt extremely heavy, the weight exceeded one million kilograms.

Of course, with Lu Ming's current strength, there is no pressure to use it.

Lu Ming looked at it carefully.

The blood-red gun head is made of undamaged stainless steel, with clear water chestnuts and full of invincibility.

The gun body, dark red, is mainly made of thousand-forged blood gold, with some strange patterns engraved on it.

Among them, there are also some black spots scattered all over the long gun.

Lu Ming liked it at a glance.

hum!

Lu Ming injected his true essence, waved it slightly, and the spear vibrated, causing a wave of air.

"Lu Ming, the tip of the spear is made of non-destructible stainless steel, which is sturdy and immortal, and the body of the spear is mainly made of thousand-refined blood gold, which also contains infinite black gold. In the future, as long as you have precious metal, you can refine it into it. This long spear can continue to evolve and become a higher-level spirit soldier!"

Huang Lao looked at this spirit soldier, a little proud, but a little pity, and said: "Unfortunately, my inscription refining skills can only be reached here, this one is the limit of the sixth-level high-grade, but it can't be closer. One step, unfortunately!"