Everlasting Dragon Emperor

Half of them thundered towards the landing, while the other half ran wild towards the corpses.

Lu Ming controlled the Rune of Artistic Conception and tried his best to resist it.

After dozens of roars, Lu Ming successfully blocked this wave of thunder bombardment, and the rune of thunder's artistic conception was even more brilliant.

But those corpses are much miserable.

The corpse refining is originally a kind of evil and strange thing. The most feared thing is thunder, fire and other things that are as young as the sun, not to mention the thunder tribulation, which is completely a nemesis.

After a wave of thunder, at least a dozen or so corpses were split into coke, blown by a cloudy wind, and turned into dust to dissipate.

"Damn, damn, small miscellaneous pieces, there are only three waves of Thunder Tribulation. After the three Waves of Thunder Tribulation have passed, I'm going to smash you to pieces!"

The cold voice shouted, full of heartache.

Obviously, those corpses were all the corpses of the Wuzong and above strongmen they had killed from the three sects such as the Magic Sword Sect. He used this to lay down a corpse of ten thousand corpses in order to refine a Xeon corpse.

But now, a dozen or so corpses were destroyed at once, and a large array of corpses was broken. His heart was bleeding.

"Really? Then continue!"

Lu Ming moved, and rushed to the other side.

There are also a bunch of corpses here.

The voice roared again and again, but there was no alternative.

Rumble!

Dozens of Thunders fell again, this time the Thunder's power is stronger than the last time.

Still half split towards Lu Ming, half split towards those corpses.

"Block it!"

Lu Ming shouted, did not fight against the Thunder, but fully controlled the artistic rune resistance.

boom!boom!…

A dazzling thunder, constantly chopping on the artistic rune, every time it fell, the artistic rune would tremble, like it would collapse, but the next moment, it came back, and became more solid Some more.

After the thunder, the rune of artistic conception remained unbroken, crystal clear, and became the color of purple jade.

On the side, dozens of corpses were split into coke.

"Little beasts, little miscellaneous pieces, now the three waves of thunder are over, let's die!"

The cold voice sounded.

At the same time, the sound of breaking the sky came, a corpse refining, rushed towards the landing Ming, and in the refining corpse, Lu Ming also saw a young man in black robe.

The young man, twenty-five to six years old, had a pale face, no blood, and a pair of eyes, long and narrow, full of cold light.

"Little beast, I want to refine you into a corpse, a puppet, and fight for me all my life!"

The cold expression of the youth.

"Really? I'm afraid you don't have this opportunity!"

Lu Ming's mouth twitched with an inexplicable smile, and he immediately moved towards the black robe youth and the pile of corpses.

Rumble!

Above Lu Ming's head, lightning flashes and thunder, the pressure of terror diffused down, and it seemed to be stronger than before.

"Ah? What's going on? Why has your thunder robbery gone through three rounds and it's not over yet? No, no, rewind!"

The young man in black robe, his face changed wildly, screaming again and again, his body receding backward.

But those corpses want to retreat, it is too late.

There was a loud noise, and dozens of lightning bolts fell in the sky, making it more powerful.

Lu Ming's eyes are bright and candid, and he is extremely determined.

The artistic rune trembles, like a candle in the wind, which seems to be extinguished at any time, but it always stands firm.

"Huh? Artistic rune, actually longer!"

After the thunder, Lu Ming was surprised to find that the rune of Lei's artistic conception actually became longer.

At the beginning, it was one inch, but now a long cut.

Generally, the artistic runes that have just been condensed are all first-level artistic runes.

The first-level artistic conception runes are divided into entry, Xiaocheng, Dacheng, and consummation.

And the general warriors in the realm of the martial king understand the first-level artistic conception.

Exactly, the four levels correspond to the four levels of Wuwang Realm.

Generally, the inferior king, comprehending the artistic conception rune is generally a first-level entry. The artistic conception rune is about one inch long.

The Xiaocheng King, who comprehends the artistic conception rune, is a first-class Xiaocheng. The artistic conception rune is two inches long.

And so on.

If you want to break through the realm of the King of Wu, you must break through the artistic conception first, and then cultivate it to break through.

But now, Lu Ming has not completely broken through the King of Wu, and his artistic rune is actually more than an inch long, which is extremely rare.

Lu Ming was overjoyed, which was a good thing.

Lu Mingxi, and the young man in black robe is roaring again and again.

The wave of thunder just split a large amount of corpses into coke. At a glance, there were at least fifty.

Mainly, the corpse refining just now was too concentrated and happened to be taken by the pot.

"My corpse!"

The young man in black robe screamed, bleeding in his heart.

"Don't hurry, and continue!"

Lu Ming laughed and rushed towards the other Lian Lian.

In the sky, there was another wave of thunder falling down.

The fifth wave!

Generally, the warrior breaks through the realm of King Wu, and there are only three rounds of Thunder Tribulation. But now, Lu Ming’s Thunder Tribulation has actually appeared in the fifth wave.

The young man in black robe just wanted to cry.

Crackling!

It was another thunderstorm, and a large piece of corpse was split into coke.

Lu Ming finally got through, and the rune of artistic conception was longer, approaching two inches in length.

"You pervert, demon!"

The black robe youth roared.

He was extremely manic in heart, and his cultivation behavior had reached the triple of King Wu, and he was extremely powerful. Under normal circumstances, he was confident and could shoot Lu Ming with one palm.

Afraid of being shot, the thunder robbery enveloped him and led him in with it.

He shouted in his heart, as long as Lu Ming had finished the robbery, he had one hundred malicious methods to deal with Lu Ming.

"Curse me? Then come together!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed, and suddenly stepped out, rushing towards the black robe youth.

"Little beast, what are you doing?"

The young man in black robe was terrified and backed crazy.

"Nine Dragons!"

Lu Mingshi exhibited Jiulong's steps in the sky, two steps in a row, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, he appeared not far from the young black robe.

And the cloud of Thunder Tribulation also appeared in an instant above Lu Ming's head.

This time, the black robe youth was enveloped directly.

"No, no, no!"

The young man in black robe's face changed wildly, yelling like crazy.

Rumble!

Responding to him is the sky-high thunder.

This time, there were more than one hundred thunders, falling down.

Among them, most of them are slashing towards the black robe youths, and each thunder is more than ten times more powerful than the thunder striking towards Lu Ming.

what!

The young black robe yelled wildly and tried his best to resist.

However, when the thunder fell, the young man in black robe was still stricken with a scorched head, and his body continued to emit gray mist.

It was all corpse gas, split by thunder, the blood of the black robe youth spouted and wailed again and again.

"Block it!"

This time, Lu Ming did not simply allow the artistic rune to resist, but held a spear and took off, blocking half of the thunder.

bump!bump!…

After the thunder fell, Lu Ming felt numb, and his muscles continued to creep.Emperor Wandao