The eight silver-gray silk threads in the upper dantian emitted an inexplicable aura, covering Ma Xingkong's eyes with a layer of bright light, giving him the ability to identify and observe luck.

He projected his eyes on his body and saw... a layer of extremely strong gray-black aura.

Yes, there is no light column, only the gray-black aura that radiates out.

"It seems that everyone cannot directly see their luck, but judging from the hell dark dragon condensed from the gray and black that escaped, I am afraid that the luck I carry is not very good, right?"

Ma Xing's empty thoughts were turned on, and in a flash, many possibilities emerged in his mind, but he eliminated these possibilities one by one, leaving only the most likely one.

"But this shouldn't be. Since I debuted in the cultivation world, I have obtained a lot of treasures and precious treasures, and my luck should not count..."

Halfway through Ma Xingkong's words, he was stopped by himself, because he suddenly realized that almost all the adventures he had obtained were related to the wishing coins.

From near to far, the 70,000-year snow ginseng, the 10,000-year snow lotus, the 8 gray star-like treasures, the Tuoxie armor, the Fiery Nightmare spear, the Bai Qi treasure, the Yanhuang thorn, the Thousand-year Blood Lotus...

No matter which adventure it is, it has a direct or indirect relationship with the wishing coins. It can be said that if there were no such wishing coins, Ma Xingkong would never have the chance to get these things.

But even with the help of the wishing coins, he had gone through many tests to get these things.

"Personal hard work and struggle are the key to everything. Otherwise, even if you have the luck of the whole world, you may not be able to reach the peak of martial arts."

So what if luck is rotten and decayed?

Think about Shen Wuqi back then! His talent is rare in ten thousand years. He has cultivated to the peak of the second level in just a few years, and his luck is even better. Not to mention the four top-quality flying swords of the same level, the East Earth, the Western Regions, the North and the South Pole, the ancient short sword collected by Ma Xingkong's family, which is still a mystery, is also a treasure belonging to Shen Wuqi.

But did Ma Xingkong defeat him with his extremely poor qualifications and extremely weak luck?

"No matter how high talent is, you can't reach the peak, you will be useless; no matter how bad talent is, you can reach the peak, you will be a peerless genius and a god! Now, many people come to see me. Don't they think I am a peerless genius? So, qualifications are not a decisive factor, but the mind is!"

With this thought, Ma Xingkong instantly calmed down, threw away the selfish thoughts and the secrets in his mind, and began to figure out Wang Yi's fortune and magic power - the magic seal.

"This divine seal has a super power, and its comprehensive power is even stronger than the second move of the wheel of life and death - changing one's fate. If it weren't for Wang Yi's cultivation level too weak, I'm afraid that the person who will lose his ugly head today will be me."

"And if I can learn how to use the magical power of luck, I might be able to use my connection with the eight gray star treasures to break the shackles of space and rush back to the earth!"

Sitting cross-legged on the cushion with five hearts facing the sky, Ma Xingkong tangled his hands into seals, and gradually began to simulate the movements when Wang Yi used the divine seal to turn the sky.

There is a natural buffer zone between the Daqian Empire and the Yali Empire, which avoids direct junctions. However, the Yali Empire does not farm. Whenever the winter food is exhausted and the spring equinox season, they will send flying eagles and Pegasus cavalry to cross the Xuantian mountains and come to Daqian to plunder the food.

The conflicts and contradictions accumulated over thousands of years have made the two empires deeply resentful. There is no possibility of resolving them.

If there is no great change in the world, there will be a destruction between the two.

At this time, it is the Spring Equinox again, and it is the season for tug-of-war to consume.

On the side of Dakan, countless military tents were established on the edge of Xuantian Mountain. These military tents were waterproof, windproof and sun protection, and had a certain defensive effect. Ordinary hunting bows could not even shoot arrows completely through, which could support the lives of Dakan soldiers for half a year.

Amidst hundreds of thousands of tents, there is a small fortress made of purple gold. The length and width of the fort are thirty meters. The jewelry outside is extremely luxurious. The lofty status of its owner can be imagined.

"Masterman! The news from Tianjing City has arrived!" A man in a blue and black military uniform and strong aura immediately turned over and rushed into the purple gold castle panting, landed on one knee at a middle-aged man, and respectfully presented a letter.

There is only one person who can be called the Great Martial Artsman among the Great Border Army - the ninth-rank peak martial saint, Shi Tianlun, Duke Zhenguo!

At this moment, Shi Tianlun was sitting in the purple gold fortress with a big golden sword, enjoying the service of five beautiful ladies. Hearing this, he frowned slightly, and with a big move, he carried the envelope with his true energy and directly put it in his hands.

After scanning the letter with a glance, Shi Tianlun's facial expression was gloomy and dripping. When he showed this, four female girls acted obediently and stopped obediently, not daring to disturb his thinking. Only one of the young and dull beautiful female girls was still gently pounding his legs.

laugh,.....

The energy radiated from his hand tore the envelope into debris everywhere. Shi Tianlun's expression quickly returned to normal, and even brought a faint smile.

But when they saw his smile, the four beautiful ladies and the sender were shocked - they knew that this was Shi Tianlun's expression when he wanted to kill someone.

The five of them looked at the young girl beside Shi Tianlun with a look of sadness and gloating expression on their faces. They knew that they would enjoy another bloody feast later.

The next moment, Shi Tianlun waved his hand and said, "Come here!"

Within the two breaths of the words, there were ten strong military men with a sharp aura of Wuzong level entered the Zijin Bunker and quietly waited for Shi Tianlun's order.

"Drag five of them out and behead them!" Shi Tianlun pointed his finger at the messenger and the four female girls, and said a sentence indifferently, instantly deciding the lives of the five people.

Hearing Shi Tianlun's words, the messenger and the four stop-stop girls were puzzled, but they were immediately overwhelmed by horror and nodded one by one: "Master, please spare your life!"

The horror on these people's faces made Shi Tianlun feel that he was in a little better. He felt that these people's value was greater than he thought, so he slowly explained the way these people's death: "It involves the second warning level of the Martial Saint. It only takes two days to get here from Tianjing City, but it took you two days and two hours to delay the military situation. Damn it! As for you four, it's even more damn it if you dare to stop casually without my order!"

"Master, please spare me!"

Below the ten Wuzong-level powerhouses, the five of them had no ability to resist and could only hope that their wailing beg for mercy would allow them to survive. However, Shi Tianlun still had a cold expression and watched them being taken out like chickens.

Puff! Puff...

The sound of a dull knife entering the flesh and the sound of a human head falling to the ground ended all noise.

Seeing the bloody scene with her own eyes, the young beautiful girl was shocked, her hands trembled and weak, but the lessons from the past still vividly made her force her hands to continue massage.

For a moment, there were only two people left in the tent, and an atmosphere of terrifying sensation was brewing and expanding.

Shi Tianlun smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "I originally thought that the child Changsheng was just having fun and killing one or two servants. Unexpectedly, he chose to betray him directly and instead surrendered to Tang Qing."

Facing Shi Tianlun's words, the female girl didn't know what she should say. Her knowledge and experience made her unable to say what she wanted, so she could only say "um" in a trembling voice.

When Shi Tianlun saw the beautiful girl, he seemed to be talking to himself, and said slowly: "I have three thousand wives and concubines, and I have more than two hundred children. However, I didn't expect that Tang Qing, the little beast, really dared to rebel. He demoted all the spies I put in in the court in one go, and was still actively preparing for the war? Are you going to deal with me?"

Emperor Daqian, Tang Qing, is he a little beast?

Hearing Shi Tianlun's rebellious words, the female female's soft fingers trembled even more violently, for fear that the other party would silence her to keep it secret.

But the beautiful girl's weak performance did not impress Shi Tianlun at all. He was still talking to himself: "I had long seen that Tang Qing, a little beast, was restless. If it weren't for the only child of the late emperor, I would have killed him in his infancy. Unexpectedly, today I would have to swallow the bitter fruit for my kindness and let him deceive my best children away. It seems that I have to act too..."

"Also, the person who killed Changshi's child is called Ma Xingkong? The seventh-grade martial saint? Humph! Not to mention the seventh-grade martial saint, what can even be the ninth-grade peak martial saint? If you dare to touch my child, he must die!"

"Five little saints, go and bring back the head of Ma Xingkong."

Shi Tianlun threw a black fruit into his mouth, put his hand into the girl's chest, and rubbed the white ball vigorously without any pity, while saying to the air ahead.

"Yes! Grandmaster!"

Hearing his words, five soldiers in black tight clothes appeared out of thin air in the Purple Gold Fortress. All of them were extremely sharp and full of fierce and domineering. Their qi and blood were full of energy and power, and their momentum soared into the sky.

Martial Saint! These five people are all powerful people at the Martial Saint level!

What makes people even more frightened is that none of them belongs to the "Seven Saints of Daqian" that are obviously just Shi Tianlun's personal power. In addition, the other five martial saints of Daqian who defected to Shi Tianlun, the power of Shi Tianlun and his team can completely crush Emperor Tang Qing.

If I saw this scene, I wonder if Tang Qing, who had been brewing for decades, finally developed the courage to erase Shi Tianlun, a traitor, would be desperate?

After answering, the five people instantly stepped on the ground and disappeared into the Purple Gold Fortress.

The young Meiji's unintentional body was rubbed vigorously, and her chest was covered in white and immediately became swelling with purple blood and blood. She collapsed directly into Shi Tianlun's arms. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she did not dare to scream.

This scene was seen by Shi Tianlun, not only did not arouse his sympathy, but instead made him extremely beastly. He directly tore the girl's beauty's clothes apart, stabbing his firmness into the girl's soft body without any scruples.

When Shi Tianlun sent a team of enough to kill the top three-level powerhouses to strangle Ma Xingkong, what was Ma Xingkong, whose strength had not yet been fully restored? (To be continued)
Chapter completed!