National Luck: At the beginning of the game, 1.4 billion people help me build a foundation

The decision-maker of Eagle Nation slammed the table: "Are you all trash then? Isn't the most powerful one ours?"

The scientific researchers said helplessly: "Even we at the top cannot guarantee that we can crush the world in all fields. Their aura technology is simply a dimensionality reduction attack."

The decision-maker of Eagle Country closed his eyes and said: "Okay, I understand, you can go out."

He was the only one left in the decision-maker's office again. The decision-maker rubbed his temples and finally picked up the phone.

"Hey, put me through the CIA, I have a mission to announce."

…

In another world, Muchen was on his way on a spiritual boat, and it wouldn't take long to reach the Tianlan Sect.

In the past few days, he has spawned a lot of Phoenix Fires, and has become more proficient in controlling Phoenix Fires.

Firebird was indeed right. His body is now perfectly compatible with the magical powers of the two races. No wonder he always felt weird after practicing the Ten Thousand Miles Golden Roc Transformation before.

But now if he uses the escape technique of Wanli Jinpeng, no flying magic weapon in the golden elixir stage will be able to catch up with him in a short period of time.

He was thinking about the Samadhi True Fire in the puppet's hand. It would be impossible to recover his right hand for a while.

Originally, he wanted to ask Master Zhuo Hai to spend more than ten days to recover his right hand after the special training.

But because he was afraid that Zhuohai Zhenren would be malicious, Muchen ran away as soon as the special training was over, and that was all he could do with his right hand.

"Um?"

Muchen suddenly felt a spiritual consciousness sweeping over his body, it should be a monk at the Golden Core stage.

"Whoever is sneaking around there should get out of here!"

Muchen shouted loudly and stopped the spirit boat.

The air in front of them twisted, and two immortal cultivators with flying magic weapons appeared out of thin air.

Muchen became happy as soon as he saw the visitor.

Isn’t this Zhou Lang, an old acquaintance?

After Zhou Lang broke his arm and was removed from his post, he was depressed and depressed. Muchen had already thought that he didn't exist, but he actually jumped out to find a sense of existence again.

"Lao Deng, shouldn't you be thinking about it while facing the wall? You just ran out like that?"

Muchen's cheerful face directly angered Zhou Lang.

The old man said angrily: "Mu Chen, I want you to die! You made me become like this, I must kill you with my own hands!"

Muchen curled his lips and turned his gaze to the person next to him.

This man was full of ghostly aura, and his face was covered by a black gauze. It seemed that he was the Jin Danqi helper that Zhou Lang had found.

"You just found a helper? Are you right?"

Muchen sneered.

Then he made an action that made Zhou Lang faint from anger: he lay back and put his legs on the spirit boat, leisurely like a person taking a nap.

"Your Excellency, you are so courageous. I have never seen a monk in the concentration stage dare to be so arrogant in front of the golden elixir stage!"

The mysterious man Zhou Lang was looking for was also a little angry and spoke directly.

Zhou Lang's face was solemn and he said: "Hu Chengzi, this kid is very unusual, you have to be careful! He can use a magic technique to make his speed so fast that no one has time to react."

Hu Chengzi chuckled: "Don't worry, don't compare me to you, I'm not a waste like you!"

Zhou Lang's face turned blue at these words. He gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Let's wait until we capture this kid!"

Hu Chengzi chuckled: "You use money to help others eliminate disasters. You gave me such a high price to kill a person in the concentration state. How could I refuse!"

Hu Chengzi opened his hands, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly appeared in his hands, and the fishy smell was overwhelming.

Muchen was lying very comfortably. Seeing that they were finally about to take action, he smiled and said:

"Have you had enough chatting? Well, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a quickie!"

Muchen changed from lying down to sitting up, and snapped his fingers with his left hand, and red spiritual lines immediately appeared on his face and neck.

Muchen pointed with his left hand, and a red line of fire immediately shot towards the two of them.

"This is……"

Hu Chengzi felt something was wrong in his heart. Zhou Lang beside him suddenly let out a muffled groan. He turned around and saw that Zhou Lang's chest had been penetrated by a live wire, which made a big hole.

"help me……"

Zhou Lang only had time to say these few words before his body burst into flames and fell straight down.

"Grass!"

Hu Chengzi broke out in a cold sweat, and threw the blood mist in his hand directly towards Muchen. He swayed and disappeared from the spot.

Muchen did not dare to pick up this man's sorcery randomly, so he made a fanning motion with the metal puppet hand of his right arm, and the spiritual energy in his body receded like a flood.

Samadhi is really hot!

A green fireball flew out of the metal puppet's hand and hit the blood mist.

The blood mist is actually extraordinary. It is an evil substance condensed by Hu Chengzi using the blood of tens of thousands of ordinary people. Once it is contaminated, it will be drained of blood and essence and die.

But when it encounters the Samadhi True Fire, this blood mist can be considered a natural enemy!

The true fire of samadhi defeated the evil spirits, and in just a blink of an eye, the blood mist burned away, leaving only a wisp of smelly smoke.

"No!"

Hu Chengzi, who was hiding somewhere, screamed in agony. Apparently this object also contained his essence and blood. Once it was destroyed, he would also be severely injured.

Muchen's face turned pale. He was still a little reluctant to use the Samadhi True Fire. The Samadhi True Fire not only consumed his spiritual energy, but also required his energy and spirit.

Once used, the price is not trivial.

"Oops, I don't have enough spiritual energy to use the Phoenix Fire."

Muchen sighed, and the figure of Hu Chengzi appeared ten feet behind him.

"You actually have such magical powers, huh, I was shocked!"

Hu Chengzi's tone under the black gauze was very ferocious:

"But if you use this kind of magical power at the concentration level, you will definitely suffer backlash! I'm afraid you don't have much spiritual energy now, right? As long as you hand over the cultivation method of this kind of magical power, I can leave you with a whole corpse! Otherwise, I will use the soul search method

The technique is the same!"

Muchen suddenly laughed out loud: "Who told you that you can't kill without spiritual energy?"

Hu Chengzi snorted coldly: "I can't say that..."

Before the word "shame" could be uttered, Hu Chengzi's world had already fallen into darkness.

Blood rain fell from the sky, Muchen landed firmly on the ground, but there was not a drop of blood on his body.

With a pop, Hu Chengzi's headless body fell behind him.

In his hand, he was holding Hu Chengzi's head.

"I just like enemies like you who talk a lot and underestimate the enemy. I kill them all accurately."

Muchen picked up the bodies of the two men casually. Zhou Lang's storage bag had been burned, so he pocketed Hu Chengzi's.

Nowadays, he is already quite wealthy, and the two golden elixir periods combined may not be half as rich as him.

"How dare this Lao Deng? Doesn't he know that I can transform into a golden roc? Has he always been so brave?"

Muchen said as he opened Hu Chengzi's storage bag.