Kuangtu Yan nodded and said, "I've seen everything that needs to be seen, and I'll leave later!"
After pondering for a while, Kuangtu Yan looked at Lu Ming, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and said: "I will wait for you in the main palace for the battle of destiny!"
"Battle of Luck!"
Lu Ming raised his eyebrows.
"What? You don't know about the Battle of Destiny?"
Yan Kuangtu said.
"I've heard of it, but I don't know much about it!"
Lu Ming said, I heard Feixue mention it before.
"Lu Ming, the battle of luck is very important. All the geniuses in the Eastern Wasteland will participate, including the demon clan. Not only can they help their own forces fight for boundless luck, but they can also help themselves to fight for great luck. With you,
Talent may not mean you can't stand out in the battle of luck. It was because I participated in the battle of luck that I achieved what I have achieved today."
Kuangtu Yan explained.
"You can still compete for luck?" Lu Ming was a little shocked.
Isn't luck just like luck? It's innate? It's so mysterious and mysterious, how can we still fight for it?
"certainly!"
Kuangtu Yan nodded and said: "There is a saying that man can defeat nature. Luck also depends on people. Therefore, luck can also be fought for. Warriors, talent, hard work, resources, and perseverance are all important, but
Luck is equally important!"
"Only those with great luck can become the strongest. 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. From then on, you will be reduced to a foil, and you will not be able to become the bright star of this era.
Xingchen, in the future, it will be difficult for him to become the pinnacle powerhouse on the continent."
"So this time, all the geniuses in Donghuang will participate, and no one will miss it!"
"A battle of luck?"
Lu Ming was looking forward to it, but hesitant in his heart.
Because of the Battle of Fate, if you want to go to the headquarters of Ditian Shrine, it will be too close to Emperor Diyiwu. Will the Nine Dragons bloodline be sensed?
Also, if he fights on behalf of Ditian Shrine, it will be equivalent to helping Ditian Shrine fight for great luck, and he will definitely not be willing to do so.
Luck is also crucial to a big force.
If a force is lucky enough, it can recruit more talented people as disciples, and future generations of strong people will emerge in endlessly, and their strength will become stronger and stronger.
Sooner or later, Lu Ming would come into conflict with Ditian Shrine, and he did not want to help Ditian Shrine increase its luck.
"Lu Ming, there are still two years until the fate battle. In these two years, you can improve your strength as soon as possible. I will be waiting for you in the main palace!"
After Yan Kuangtu finished speaking, his figure moved and disappeared in an instant.
The divine dragon sees its head but not its tail.
"A battle of luck?"
Lu Ming repeated this sentence with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Participate, I must participate, and retreat is not my martial arts. I don't have much time. Only by having a fierce collision with the geniuses all over the world can I move forward with my cultivation and my martial arts. My cultivation can
Improve faster.”
"Back off and practice in one place. My martial arts will improve very slowly. When the ten years are up, I will still have to face Emperor Yiwu, so why not give it a try!"
After a while, Lu Ming's eyes exuded a strong fighting spirit and a firm will.
He decided to participate in the battle of destiny.
Even though he has a lot of resources now, including a lot of secret crystals, his cultivation level is improving very quickly.
That is for the realm of King Wu. After breaking through King Wu and reaching the realm of Linghai, the resources required will be even more terrifying. The resources he has are simply not enough.
The higher the realm, the more difficult it will be to improve your cultivation, and the resources required will be more terrifying.
He will not be blinded by this achievement in front of him.
After making up his mind, Lu Ming no longer felt any pressure, but only had an indomitable spirit to move forward.
Then, continue practicing.
One day later, in a hall of the Holy Family, four people, Shengcang, Shengxingchen, Shangguan Wuchen, and Shangguan Wuling, were sitting.
After two days of training, Sheng Xingchen's injuries have improved a lot and are almost healed.
"Damn it, that little beast deserves to die, and that Yan Kuangzi deserves to die too!"
Shangguan Wuling screamed with murderous intent.
She was actually slapped in the face by Kuangyan Yan in public, which made her almost go crazy, and her murderous intent was extremely strong.
"Little sister, Kuangtu Yan is not someone we can provoke. Even the ancestor is no match for him. It's best not to say anything like this!"
On the side, Shangguan Wuchen said.
"Second brother, is this the end of the matter?"
Shangguan Wuling said.
"Of course it's impossible. We can't deal with Kuang Yan, but we can't let that little beast Lu Ming go!"
Shangguan Wuchen's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"Yes, yes, it's all that little beast's fault. It's all his fault. Without him, how could things be like this?"
Shangguan Wuling was full of murderous rage and could not deal with Kuang Yan, so she could only turn all her anger onto Lu Ming.
"There are still two years until the battle of destiny. Then, there will be plenty of opportunities to kill that little beast!"
Shangguan Wuchen said coldly, then looked at Saint Xingchen and said: "Xingchen, come with me to the main palace to practice. It's best for you to avenge this revenge yourself and cut off Lu Ming's head yourself!"
"I will, I will personally chop off his head!"
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. By then, we will definitely go."
Shengcang said.
"Okay, then let's go to the main palace together!"
Shangguan Wuchen nodded.
...
In a blink of an eye, the three days agreed upon with Mr. Huang were up. Lu Ming left the courtyard and headed to Mr. Huang's residence.
"Old Huang!"
Walking into the courtyard, Lu Ming called softly.
Whoosh!
A figure appeared in front of Lu Ming and said: "Lu Ming, you are here. The spear you want has been made. Take a look!"
Mr. Huang took out a spear and threw it to Lu Ming, who reached out to catch it.
"So heavy!"
As soon as Lu Ming picked it up, he felt extremely heavy, weighing more than one million kilograms.
Of course, with Lu Ming's current strength, there would be no pressure to use it.
Lu Ming looked at it carefully.
The blood-red gun head is made of durable stainless steel. It has sharp angles and is full of an indestructible feeling.
The gun body is dark red, mainly made of thousand-forged blood gold, with some strange patterns engraved on it.
Among them, there are also some black spots scattered throughout the long gun.
Lu Ming fell in love with him at first glance.
Buzz!
Lu Ming injected his true energy and waved slightly, causing the spear to vibrate and stir up a wave of air.
"Lu Ming, the tip of the spear is made of incorruptible fine steel, which is strong and immortal. The body of the spear is mainly made of thousand-forged blood gold, which also contains infinite black gold. In the future, as long as you have precious metals and refine it,
This spear can continue to evolve and be upgraded to a higher level spiritual weapon!"
Huang Lao looked at this spiritual weapon, feeling a little proud, but also a little regretful, and said: "Unfortunately, my inscription refining skills can only go so far. This one is the limit of the sixth level high-grade, but it can't get any closer.