Everlasting Dragon Emperor

That's it!

Lu Ming understood. No wonder the first day sword looked so much like the Celestial Race. It turned out that he had half of the Celestial Race's blood.

At the same time, the experience of the sword on the first day also made people sigh.

"Later, my father rescued the first senior sister and accepted her as a disciple. The first senior sister showed a rare talent in the world, coupled with her practice and hard work, her strength has always been the highest among my father’s younger generations, but it’s not Thinking of not seeing her for so many years, her strength is already comparable to the Lord of Heaven."

Tang Jun continued.

Lu Ming didn't speak, he thought of more.

The strength of the sword on the first day was comparable to that of the Lord of Heaven, while the strength of the Taboo Sword Ancestor Tang Feng was definitely above the first Heavenly Sword, but he still couldn't destroy the Heavenly Palace.

Doesn't it mean that the Lord of the Heavenly Palace is not the strongest combat power in the Celestial Race?

On the first day, the battle between Sword and Ziwei God was extremely fierce. In a blink of an eye, they fought hundreds of moves, and there was no victory or defeat.

boom!

Suddenly, a piece of void in the extreme distance broke out with a shocking roar, and the void turned into chaos, causing fluctuations that were not smaller than those caused by the first day sword and the crape myrtle god.

Then, there was a few more roars, and the void was torn into huge cracks.

Through the cracks, two figures can be seen fighting fiercely.

A figure was an old man wearing a gray robe.

And the other figure was a burly man of the Celestial Race, extremely majestic, and full of destructive power to destroy the universe.

That is the Lord of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace!

Before entering the halo world, the masters of the four heavenly palaces had all come together, and Feihuang had secretly introduced Lu Ming to him, so Lu Ming recognized each other when he saw it.

That old man was able to confront Hongmeng God, and it was on par, which really shocked Lu Ming.

"That predecessor used to be a Dharma King of the Great Ancient God's Court, his name is the Dharma King Qiankun!"

Tang Jun explained.

"It turned out to be from the Great Ancient God's Court."

Lu Ming was even more shocked.

The Great Ancient Divine Court at the time deserved to be able to wrestle with the Heavenly Palace. It was just a Dharma King who could actually fight fiercely with a Heavenly Palace Lord.

How many Dharma kings are there in the Great Ancient God's Court?

"Lord Qiankun, the ancient god court was destroyed back then. You were lucky enough to not die, and you didn't obediently hide your head as a tortoise. You actually dared to be the enemy of my celestial race twice, and you will be completely destroyed today."

The God of Hongmeng roared, he brought a pair of full sets with both fists, as the top source-level magic weapon, blasted out with both fists, and played with boundless force.

But the Emperor Qiankun had no fear, and laughed: "Only you, it's still a long way away. Your superior God can't kill me."

The King Qiankun also launched a powerful attack to block the Hongmeng God.

The two obviously exist at the same level, and it is difficult to tell the winner.

Wow!

Suddenly, above Lu Ming and their heads, the void exploded, and a big hand grabbed Lu Ming and them.

The big hand covered the sky and the sun, covering hundreds of millions of miles, covering Lu Ming and the others, and grabbing them.

This time, Feihuang didn't do anything.

Because beside Feihuang, a figure appeared silently.

This is a middle-aged man with a burly figure and wearing a black armor. Strangely, he sits on a round ball.

"This is... the mother star of the Dragon Race, senior Ao Qian..."

Lu Ming's heart moved.

He recognized at a glance that the big man in black armor in front of him was the world-destroying black dragon Ao Qian, the number one master of the dragon clan.

The orb he sits on is clearly the home star of the Dragon Race.

The huge dragon family home star actually turned into a tank the size of a water tank, sitting underneath by Ao shallow, really mysterious.

Roar!

Ao Qian let out a loud roar, his body glowing, and the majestic energy turned into a black dragon and rushed out. The dragon claws were continuously grabbed, tearing the giant hand in the sky apart.

In the sky, a figure appeared.

This figure, dressed in a white robe and fluttering robe, stands high in the sky, full of endless majesty.

It is the lord of Shenji Tiangong!

"Ao Qian, your cultivation base,

The lord of Shenji Tiangong saw Ao Qian, his eyes were shocked.

"Even if you haven't fully recovered, it's more than enough to deal with you."

Ao lightly smiled.

"Hmph, Ao Qian, don't play mystery here. You were injured so badly that you almost died. How can you fully recover? I don't believe it. Let me see. You have recovered a bit of strength."

The lord of Shenji Tiangong coldly snorted and started directly.

He grabbed the empty palm of his hand, and a huge stone disk emerged.

The stone plate looks very old, covered with traces of time.

However, with the manipulation of the divine machine god, the stone plate seemed to be revived, emitting endless light, and countless runes diffused out, intertwined, forming a huge figure of heaven and human race.

These human figures are all condensed by runes, but the aura they exude is extremely terrifying.

"Is it a stone plate of heroic spirits? Legend has it that the heroic spirits of countless powerful people in the history of the inhabitants of the Celestial Race, I want to see how powerful they are!"

Ao Qian sneered and roared, leaving the dragon family star, soaring into the sky. In the process of rushing out, a spear appeared in his palm. The spear vibrated and pierced out, and there was a deafening sound in the world. The dragon chants.

Suddenly, there were tens of thousands of dragons roaring, shaking the sky.

From Ao Qian's spear, tens of thousands of dragons flew out, fighting with the figures of the celestial race.

Boom boom boom!

The world boiled completely, and tens of thousands of collisions erupted continuously.

The next moment, Ao Qian confronted the main body of the God of God, and made a right move, and both retreated, but they were equally divided.

"Your combat power..."

Shenji God looked at Ao Qian in shock.

In the First World War, Ao Qian's injuries were obviously not enough.

When the dragon family star had just recovered, Ao Qian's combat power was far inferior to what it is now. How many years have passed since now, how could Ao Qian's combat power have returned to such a strong level?

Could it be that the Celestial Extinguishing Army obtained an extraordinary treasure in the ruins of the universe, which accelerated the recovery of Ao Qian's injuries?

There is only this possibility.

"I said, even if my combat power is not fully recovered, it will be more than enough to deal with you. If I were in his heyday, like you, I would kill you with one move."

Ao Qian screamed, holding a dragon spear and slammed to the god of miracle, and started a fierce battle with the god of miracle.

But at this time, not far from Lu Ming and the others, another figure appeared.

"Dream God!"

Lu Ming's pupils shrank.

The four gods are all here.

However, the Dream God did not attack Lu Ming and the others, but looked at a void in the distance.

"Who is it? You've been locking me down before, come out, why hide your head and show your tail."

The lord of the dream palace said coldly.

"Hey hey, little guy, when it comes to grades, I'm your senior, can't I be better about your seniors?"

A cold and quiet voice sounded, as if the cold wind blowing from Jiuyou Purgatory, people shuddered involuntarily.()