Everlasting Dragon Emperor

"Brother Yan, are you leaving?"

Yan Fan came to Lu Ming to leave.

Yan Fanatic nodded and said, "You should read everything you see, and leave in a moment!"

After pondering for a while, Yan Fanatic looked at Lu Ming, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes, saying: "The battle of luck, I will wait for you in the palace!"

"The battle of luck!"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows.

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

Yan fanatic said.

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

Lu Ming said, before, Feixue mentioned.

"Lu Ming, the battle of luck is very important. All the talents of Donghuang will participate, including the demon clan, not only to help their forces, to compete for infinite luck, but also to help themselves to compete for luck. Talent may not be able to stand out in the battle of luck, and I did it today because I participated in the battle of luck."

Yan Fanatic explained.

"Can you still compete for luck?" Lu Ming was shocked.

Is luck, just like luck, born?Xuan Zhi and Xuan Zhi, how can they compete for it?

"of course!"

Yan Fanatic nodded and said: "There is a saying that people must win the sky, and luck also depends on people to grasp it. Therefore, luck can also be competed. The martial arts, talent, effort, resources, perseverance are very important, but Luck is just as important!"

"Only those who possess atmospheric luck can become the pinnacle of power. You, luck is not weak, but if you do not participate in the battle of luck, you will be pulled away by other geniuses. From then on, you will become a foil and cannot be the dazzling of this era. Stars, in the future, it will be difficult to become the pinnacle of the mainland."

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

"The battle of luck?"

Lu Ming was very expecting, but hesitated again.

Because of the battle of luck, if you want to go to the headquarters of the Emperor Tianshen Palace, it is too close to the Emperor and Emperor Wu. Will the blood of Jiulong be sensed?

Also, if you play on behalf of the Emperor Tianshen Palace, it is tantamount to helping the Emperor Tianshen Palace compete for good luck.

Fortune is also crucial for a major force.

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

Sooner or later Lu Ming is going to be opposite to Emperor Tianshen Temple. He doesn’t want to help Emperor Tianshen Palace to increase luck.

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

Yan Kuan said nothing, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

The divine dragon sees its head and ends.

"The battle of luck?"

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

"Participate, I must take part, retreat. It is not my martial arts. My time is running out. Only when there is a fierce collision with the genius of the whole world. My practice, my martial arts, can I move forward courageously. Faster promotion."

"Retreat and hide in a place to practice. My martial arts have been slow to improve. When ten years later, I still have to face Emperor and Emperor Wu, it is better to fight!"

After half a ring, Lu Ming's eyes exuded a strong fighting intention and a firm will.

He decided to participate in the battle of luck.

Not to mention that he has a lot of resources now, there are a lot of crystals, and the repair is very fast.

That is for the Wu Wang realm. After breaking through the Wu Wang and reaching the Linghai Realm, the resources needed will be more terrifying. His resources are simply not enough.

The higher the state, the more difficult it is to improve cultivation, and the resources needed are even more terrifying.

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

After making up his mind, Lu Ming's mentality is no longer under pressure, only a sharp edge.

Immediately, continue to practice.

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

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

"Damn, the little animal is damn alive, and the Yan Fanatic, damn it too!"

Shangguan Wuling screamed, murderous.

She was actually slapped by Yan Fanatics in public, which made her almost mad and extremely murderous.

"Little girl, Yan Fan, is not something we can provoke, even if it is the ancestor, it is not his opponent.

On the edge, Shangguan said cleanly.

"Second brother, is this the case?"

Shangguan Wuling said.

"Of course not, we can't deal with Yan Fanatics, but Lu Ming's little beast can't let it go!"

Shangguan Wuchen's eyes flashed with a murderous eye.

"Yes, yes, everything blames the little beast, blames him, if not him, how could this be the case."

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

"There are two years to go, the battle of luck. At that time, there will be opportunities to kill that little animal!"

Shangguan Wuchen said coldly, and then looked at the holy star, saying, "Xingchen, go to the palace with me to practice. This hatred, it is best that you report it personally and cut off Lu Ming's head!"

"I will, I will cut off his head personally!"

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

"We will go to the General Palace together. Anyway, there are still two years to go to the battle of luck. When that happens, we will definitely go."

Sheng Cang said.

"Okay, let's go to the General Palace together!"

Shangguan nodded without dust.

...

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

"Huang Lao!"

Entering the courtyard, Lu Ming called softly.

Uh!

A figure appeared in front of Lu Ming and said, "Lu Ming, you are here, the spear you want has been made, let's see it!"

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

"So heavy!"

When Lu Ming received it, he felt extremely heavy and weighed more than one million catties.

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

Lu Ming looked carefully.

The blood-red spearhead is made of indestructible stainless steel, with distinct water chestnuts and a sense of perseverance.

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

Among them, there are also some black spots distributed throughout the whole spear.

Lu Ming fell in love at first glance.

Buzz!

Lu Ming injects into the real element, waved it slightly, the lance vibrated, and aroused a wave of air.

"Lu Ming, the tip of the gun, made of unbreakable stainless steel, is solid and immortal, and the body of the gun is mainly thousands of forged blood gold, which contains infinite black gold, and as long as you have precious metals, refine them into it, This spear can continue to evolve and become a higher-level spirit soldier!"

Huang Lao looked at this spirit soldier, some proud, but some pity, said: "Unfortunately, my inscription technology can only come here, this one is the limit of the sixth grade, but can not be closer One step, it's a pity!"