"Even if you were very powerful in your lifetime, now you are just remnant souls relying on weapons. You six of you join forces cannot be my opponent." Amon shook his head.

"Our strength alone may not be able to do it."

Huo Qubing held the broken spear in his hand and said calmly, "But...behind us now is the national destiny accumulated over thousands of years of Daxia!"

After his words fell, the lucky golden dragon hovering in the air opened its mouth and roared silently.

The wind has not moved, the leaves have not moved, and the sand and gravel have not moved.

But the misty national fortune that enveloped the sky was like a boiling ocean, rolling violently. The black curse that had already eaten up several dragon veins was like an ember attached to the ground. It was directly swept up by this roar and scattered in the air.

With just a roar, the national destiny curse that Amon had been prepared with great difficulty completely disappeared.

The black aura Ameng standing among the mountains suddenly changed her face!

He never expected that this vast torrent of luck would have his own consciousness, and the power of luck seemed endless, stretching and long.

Compared with the great fortune of Daxia, his power of a single god is like fireflies and bright moons, flies and big trees... humble and ridiculous.

Amon felt the oncoming feeling of oppression, and his originally cold and huge black body was instantly shaken away, disappearing from the mountains, transforming back to his original size, with a gloomy face.

Such a strong national destiny... it is not something he can deal with!

After hesitating for a moment, he raised the black scepter in his hand, and the only curse power left around him flowed back to his body, turning into a black light covering the top of the scepter.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his scepter, and a black portal of luck appeared in the void in front of him.

He looked at the golden dragon of luck above his eyes, and a look of unwillingness appeared in his eyes, but he took one step and his illusory figure turned into a ball of black air, completely pouring into the portal of luck.

Now Amon has completely turned himself into a curse of national destiny, which is another form of luck, so he can instantly leave Daxia through the linkage between himself and Egypt's national destiny.

Luck is itself an existence that transcends time and space.

Although Sait was sacrificed, he still failed to take away Fengdu and successfully cursed the national destiny of Daxia. However, even if he stayed here, he would only die. The national destiny of Daxia was not something he could shake, so his only choice... was to escape.

After witnessing Amon's departure with his own eyes, the six members of the [Heroic Spirit] team seemed to have no intention of stopping them.

"He really fled back to Egypt." Tang Yusheng, the third commander-in-chief of the night watchman, held Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand and said with a squinted eye.

"Let him escape." Nie Jingshan, wearing Zhongshan suit, spoke lightly. He stared at the black luck portal that was still floating in the air, and his eyes emitted a dangerous light, "If he doesn't go back... how could someone take us to Egypt?"

After Amon left, the black portal of luck quickly contracted and was about to be annihilated in the air.

At this moment, Gong Yang Wan, dressed in court clothes, suddenly took action, and a vermilion light surged out from her palm, holding the door that was about to close, and controlling it to the height of one person.

Huo Qubing stretched out his palm and gently grabbed the golden dragon of luck in the sky.

"Fengtian, carry on."

Roar roar roar —!!

In the sky, the golden dragon of national fortune opened its mouth and roared silently. Although this sound was inaudible to all living beings, the six of them were the bodies of luck themselves and could clearly hear the roar...

The roar from the fate of the Daxia national destiny!

The golden dragon of national fortune turned into a dazzling golden light and poured into the six broken divine weapons inserted on the ground. The light golden light flowed on the surface of the divine weapons. The six figures standing behind the divine weapons became more and more solid.

Huo Qubing held a spear in his hand, his armor was emitting a bloody light. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his surging murderous intent soared into the sky.

"The Egyptian gods offended my Daxia. Since they wanted to use means to destroy the fate of my Daxia...

Then I can't give up.

Everyone,

Please follow this person,

Come to the door and kill the luck!"

He took the lead in taking the steps, turned into a golden light, instantly crashed into the black luck portal, and disappeared from the spot. Xiushu.com

"That person's temperament is really urgent..." Wang Qing, the commander-in-chief of the fourth night watchman, smiled helplessly.

"He has always been like this." Court woman Gong Yang Wan replied.

"Let's go." Li Kengqiang, wearing a floral shirt, shrugged, "Big brother is going to Egypt to cause trouble. We juniors must support the scene, right?"

Nie Jingshan, wearing Zhongshan suit, patted the corners of his clothes, tidied up his cuffs and collar, and walked towards the black portal with a long black stick expressionless face.

"Those who offend my Daxia will be punished even if they are far away!" His cold voice came faintly.

Several other members, holding their respective magic weapons, also took steps and followed closely into the Black Luck Portal.

...

Egypt.

Sun City.

A black portal of luck opened between the hanging sun city, and a hazy black air emerged from it, turning into a human form.

The curse power around him slowly retreated, revealing his original figure, looking at the divine pillar that reached the center of Sun City, and a helpless look appeared in his eyes.

He moved directly back to Sun City through the Gate of Luck. He should be the first one among everyone. But their mission was not completed, and he also took on a yellow sand god Seit, which can be said to be a complete failure...

I can only bite the bullet and bear the anger of the Sun God.

Amon had just taken a few steps and was suddenly stunned. He looked back at the black luck portal in confusion, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes...

Why didn't this door be closed?

I saw this black portal of luck floating quietly in the center of the square outside the Nine Pillar Temple, and the light was faintly visible inside, as if something was about to walk out of it.

Amon seemed to have thought of some possibility and was stiff in place.

impossible……

They are just a few humans who have turned into luck...

How could they be

How dare you?

Various thoughts flew through Amon's mind, and at this moment, a young general dressed in mottled armor slowly walked out of the black portal with a broken spear in his hand.

Buzz —!!!

A thunderous explosion suddenly echoed in the air, and the entire Egyptian fortune suddenly shook!

It was like throwing a piece of granite weighing several tons in a quiet pond. The ripples of luck that were surging like waves rippled rapidly over Egypt. The gods living in the Sun City looked up at this time!

clang--!

Huo Qubing stabbed the broken spear in his hand into the ground, and the surging golden luck rolled around him, and vaguely it seemed as if a golden dragon was roaring towards the sky!

"The last general Huo Qubing will inherit the fate of the Daxia country and come to the door to ask for guilt."
Chapter completed!