Everlasting Dragon Emperor

"Then shall we do it now? With our strength, it is more than enough to take them down."

Asked by one of the seven masters of Tiangong.

They have seen through the cultivation base of Lu Ming and others.

One divine master eightfold, one divine master sevenfold, one divine master sixfold, and two divine master fivefold.

And they have four eightfold divine masters and three sevenfold divine masters.

The gap in these combat power comparisons is very huge.

"No, wait a minute, do something around here, for fear of attracting other people who are rebels, wait for them to leave here a little farther, to a more remote place, then do it, that way, it won't attract other people to interfere, and it will be foolproof."

One of the females is a human being.

This female celestial race looks very young, only in her twenties, very beautiful.

Her cultivation base is only the Seventh Divine Master, but the existence of the eight Divine Masters is faintly led by her.

"Yes, then we'll be waiting."

The others nodded.

They hide in the sea and are not afraid of those bugs.

It was mainly the young woman of the Celestial Race, dragging a formation disk in her hand. On the formation disk, runes spread out, forming a rune halo, covering them.

This rune aperture seems to have a hidden effect, as long as it is not too close to the bugs, the bugs will not be able to find them.

Lu Ming and others didn't notice at all, they were already being watched, and they continued to move forward.

To bury the immortal blood sea, Mo Chang had been here before, and he was quite familiar with it.

Now Mochang wants to take Lu Ming and others to a relatively remote sea area, where there are more insects and more dangerous, but there may be more treasures.

After a while, they were close to this sea area.

Suddenly, the sea rolled, and seven figures rushed out like lightning, surrounding Lu Ming and the others.

"No, it's from Tiangong!"

"How can they hide in the sea, why haven't they been spotted by bugs?"

Mo Chang and Lin Ye were shocked and shouted.

Lu Ming and Tang Jun's faces also became gloomy.

Especially Mo Chang, he was also the eightfold cultivation base of the God Lord, and after scanning his spiritual sense, he discovered the cultivation base of the Seven Heavenly Palace.

Four divine masters with eightfolds, three divine masters with sevenfolds, this class of combat power is far above them.

How should they fight?

"Tang Jun, your good fortune has come to an end. Now I will give you a chance to cultivate at your own expense and return to the palace with us, so you can suffer less."

One of the old man of the Celestial Race with a waxy face sneered, and his gaze scanned Tang Jun coldly.

There were also a few people, with fiery eyes on the ball, showing deep greed.

As for Lu Ming, he was directly ignored by these people in Tiangong.

How could a five-fold divine master be put in their eyes, and it is not the peerless evildoer of Tang Jun.

Boom boom boom!

The masters of the seven heavenly palaces, with full power and powerful aura, pressed on Lu Ming and the others, they wanted to make Lu Ming and the others feel deep fear, and then defeated them in one fell swoop.

"Four divine masters eightfold, three divine masters sevenfold!"

The other party didn't hide it, and Lu Ming could naturally know the other party's cultivation base, scanning his eyes and observing in secret.

Among them, the old man of the Celestial Race with a waxy face is eightfold.

There is also a middle-aged woman of the Celestial Race, who is also the eightfold divine master.

The other two are two big men of the Celestial Race, who are actually exactly the same in length. They are obviously twins, and they are also eightfold divine masters.

The other is a young woman from the Celestial Race, who is the Seventh God Lord.

The remaining two are not the Celestial Race, one is the Angel Race, and the other is the Blood Race.

Lu Ming still knew that angel family.

When Lu Ming first came to the Qianqiu battlefield, he encountered a twelve-winged angel and attacked him. Tang Jun came midway and rescued Lu Ming.

The angel in front of him was the one who attacked Lu Ming at that time.

This angel and that blood clan are both the sevenfold cultivation base of the god master.

Tang Jun was silent, but the aura on his body became stronger and stronger. He had obviously mobilized his power to the extreme, ready to fight at any time.

"The five of them, how do we divide?"

Among them, the old man of the angel race with a waxy face asked.

"Leave it to me the remnants of the Moke tribe!"

The middle-aged woman of the Celestial Race spoke indifferently, and her powerful aura fell on Mochang, firmly locking him down.

boom!

Mochang also exploded with a powerful aura, antagonizing the middle-aged rune of the Celestial Race. The aura of the two collided, producing a rumbling explosion.

"Tang Jun is very powerful. Although he is only the five-fold divine master, he can't be careless. Let the old man deal with it!"

The sallow face of the old man of the Celestial Race spoke, and the powerful aura locked Tang Jun.

"It is said that the top ten races in ancient times are stronger than the current ones. I don't believe it, this guy from the heaven and earth clan, leave it to me!"

That strong blood clan stepped forward, his breath locked on Rong Gong.

He is at the same level as the army worker, and he wants to prove that he, the blood race, is not weaker or even stronger than the heaven and earth race.

"Then these two, leave it to me and kill them directly!"

The strong man of the angel race locked his breath on Lin Ye and Lu Ming.

His body was covered by the holy light, twelve angel wings stretched out, and with one flap, his figure was like a bolt of lightning, and he slaughtered Lu Ming and Lin Ye.

A few angels of sword light came to Lu Ming and Lin Ye beheading.

Obviously, this angel did not recognize Lu Ming.

Because the appearance and aura that Lu Ming used to imitate with his great imitation technique was completely different from the one he had just come to Qianqiu Battlefield.

"Lu Ming, be careful!"

Lin Ye yelled, his power running to the extreme, ready to confront.

"Lin Ye, leave it to me!"

Lu Ming spoke flatly, stepped out, and appeared in front of Lin Ye, grabbing the empty palm of his hand, a spear condensed, and a spear shot out, bursting out several spear lights.

After he came to the Qianqiu battlefield, his cultivation was broken twice, from the three-fold divine master to the five-fold divine master.

He wanted to verify how strong he was.

And this angel clan is the twelve-winged angel, the pinnacle of talent among the angel clan, and both are the seven-fold divine lord, and their combat power is no weaker than that of Ye Ling Tian Shou.

Used to verify the current combat power, the most suitable.

boom!boom!boom!

The gun light collided with the sword light, and bursts of roar broke out. Then, the sword light collapsed, the gun light flashed, the face of the strong angel clan changed wildly, and the figure retreated.

In the end, he avoided most of the spear light, but was still swept by a spear light, and a deep wound appeared on his body.

Ok?

The other powerhouses in Tiangong frowned. Lu Ming's combat power was beyond their imagination, and it seemed that he was a monster of evil spirits.

"Stanford, what's the matter? You can't even get a five-fold divine master?"

One of the twins speaks.

The two twins, standing on either side of the young woman, didn't seem to have any plans to shoot.