Everlasting Dragon Emperor

The two were unbelievable. Under the joint force, they were repelled by Lu Ming with a single stroke, and even covered their qi and blood, almost vomiting blood.

"What's impossible? You haven't seen it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Lu Ming was condescending and looked down on them.

When Lu Ming promoted the War Dragon to the seventh floor, his combat power had already surpassed the talents of the five wars. When he became a martial art of heaven, his combat power completely entered the talents of the sixth war.

Heaven-level martial arts are too strong, and they are terrifying to the improvement of combat power.

Heaven-level martial arts are extremely rare, but extremely difficult to practice.

Even many inferior kings do not have heaven-level martial arts, or have not successfully cultivated heaven-level martial arts.

This shows that the scarcity and power of heaven-level martial arts.

The talent of the Sixth War, even if Lu Ming's cultivation level is one level lower than that of the burial, he still has to suppress him by half a level in terms of combat power.

"Impossible, I am the strongest, Lu Ming, you are just a ants, ants who have been living in my light."

Qiu Changkong roared, the power of thunder and lightning shone, like wearing a thunder coat.

Realizing a hint of thunder and lightning, it has already surpassed the potential of using thunder and lightning, and is about to completely control the thunder and lightning itself.

Once you fully comprehend the artistic conception and condense a rune of artistic conception, you can fully control that kind of artistic conception.

If the person who comprehends the conception of fire condenses a rune of the conception of fire, then he can be transformed into a god of fire, and he can control and use the flame of the world at will, while comprehending the conception of thunder, he can control and use the thunder of the world, which is already the realm of the king. , Very powerful.

Qiu Changkong just realized a hint of thunder, which was a long way away from the thunder runes.

"Kill! Lei Jian, break the sky!"

Qiu Changkong shouted and tried his best to exhibit the strongest move.

"Dragon bite, palm!"

The funeral also gave a slap to the landing.

"Frequently struggling, Qiu Changkong, just now you told me to see the gap between the two of us. Now, open your dog's eyes and show me!"

Lu Ming's mocking voice sounded, and the next moment, the Zhenyao gun appeared in his hands.

"Three dragon gods, true dragon strike!"

The spear pierced, the heaven and earth spirit surged madly, and a real dragon with green and red colors appeared.

The two-color true dragon, which is a hundred meters long, roared, and Long Yin shook the world, and flew towards the autumn sky and the burial.

The three dragons of the dragon and the gods, cultivated in two potentials, are truly heavenly martial arts, which is a bit stronger than the second step of Kowloon.

boom!

Two-color true dragon, bombarded with the two's attacks.

In the sky, there was an extremely dazzling light, and then the whole space trembled like the end of the world.

For a while, when the dazzling light dissipated, the crowd saw two figures, falling down towards the battle platform like a shell.

It is the burial and the autumn sky.

boom!boom!

The two were like two toads and fell heavily on the platform. The platform roared, and the two vomited blood.

However, the gap between the two can be seen.

Burying life with a spit of blood, he hurriedly got up, covered with blood, staring at Lu Ming in the sky with horror.

Qiu Changkong was half kneeling on the ground, his body trembling, and blood was constantly flowing out of his mouth.

His injury was heavier than his death.

"Autumn sky, do you understand now?"

Lu Ming looked down at him.

"what..."

Qiu Changkong roared, hated and mad, he felt endlessly humiliated, and yelled madly: "Damn, Lu Ming, you damn, I will kill you, and I will destroy the Xuanyuan sword faction Parents killed, hahaha, the power behind me is not something you can resist."

Qiu Changkong laughed wildly.

"dead!"

Responding to Qiu Changkong, only Lu Ming has a cold and ruthless'death' word.

At this moment, Lu Ming went up and down, bursting into a terrible killing opportunity, as if to transform into a killing god.

"Nine Dragons!"

Lu Ming Chang Xiao, stepped out in one step, the world roared.

"Stop it! Dragon bite, punch!"

The funeral shouted, and the fist changed from palm to fist, and two consecutive punches were made.

Qiu Changkong also shouted and cut a sword.

bump!

A roar blocked Lu Ming's step, but Lu Ming stepped out continuously in the second step.

Qiu Changkong screamed again, and was lying on the ground by a powerful force, spitting blood.

The burial body slid a few hundred meters, dragging a bloody road on the battle platform.

"Nine Dragons!"

But before they could take a breath, Lu Ming stepped out in two consecutive steps.

This time, aimed at the burial.

"Ah, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

The funeral was finally scared, yelling in horror, and resisted desperately.

bump!

The burial was crushed on the platform by the force of Jiulong, and almost crushed the person. There was a crackling sound of bones breaking all over the body. The bones did not know how many were broken.

The audience was dead.

Time, space, at this moment, the Buddha is frozen.

Between the world and the world, there is only one person left, a young and handsome figure, suspended in the air, so that Ni Nixia.

Wow!

It took a while for the audience to start a loud hustle and bustle.

"My God, Lu Ming won, Lu Ming actually won."

"Moreover, he won with a destructive trend. It is too strong. Qiu Changkong and the burial are in front of him. There is no resistance in him. He is the only one who can cultivate Wuzong's eighth peak."

"Who said he was just lucky, this is where he is lucky, and clearly other people are lucky. If he is in the morning, autumn sky or burial, where can he go to the last round, maybe he will have been Naruto swept."

"I didn't say that just now. On the contrary, I always felt that Lu Ming could draw until the empty card, which is definitely an arrogant favored by God, absolutely extraordinary."

"Huh? No, I remember you didn't say that just now. You just made sure that Lu Ming was lucky and mocked him."

"Why? There is absolutely no such thing. I have long seen that he is a rare genius. How could he mock him, absolutely not."

At the scene, there was a lot of noise, roaring, arguing, and ups and downs.

It seems that this is the only way to express the shock in their hearts.

Lu Ming stretched out his hand and sucked in a huge amount of real energy, sucking the buried storage ring in his hand.

"no, you can not…"

The burial screamed.

"What's it called? You lost, this is my booty!" Lu Ming scolded.

For the burial, in the area of ​​the Dragon's Cave, I don't know how many geniuses were killed. The storage rings of those geniuses all fell on his hands. Lu Ming was worried about this.

The eyes of the burial are all red, but there are endless resources in it, which is the capital of his rise, and now it is all cheaper Lu Ming.

His heart was broken.

Lu Ming is too lazy to care about him.

Uh!

His figure moved, appearing over the sky of Qiu Chang, his eyes were cold, and he looked at him murderously.

"Lu Ming, what do you want to do? I've been injured, it's a defeat, do you dare to do it?"

Qiu Changkong sneered, watching Landing Ming.

"Failed, I didn't hear you admit defeat, oh? I forgot, you said just now, you will never admit defeat, if you admit defeat, you are a joke."

Lu Ming said faintly.

"You... even if I didn't admit defeat, but I was injured and seriously injured, can't you see it? I lost."

Qiu Changkong yelled, he wanted to admit defeat, but could not open the mouth.

"Injured, the injury is not heavy enough!"

After all, Lu Ming stepped out.

"Ah, you...you..."

Qiu Changkong shouted in horror and wanted to resist, but he was seriously injured and there was still strength to resist.

bump!

Crackling!

He stepped into the footsteps of his burial, and his whole body did not know how many pieces were interrupted by Lu Ming.

Just now, Qiu Changkong and the funeral said they wanted to break Lu Ming's bones together. Now, the two of them were broken by Lu Ming's bones as expected.

"Ahhh, Lu Ming, you damn, you foul, foul!"

The autumn sky shouted hysterically.

"Where did you foul?"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed with a killer's glance, and there was a real gas gun in his hand.

"No, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

Qiu Changkong yelled frantically, he felt the murder in Lu Ming's eyes, Lu Ming, that was really going to kill him, ignoring the rules to kill him.

(End of this chapter)