Everlasting Dragon Emperor

The two fists intersect, and the space keeps shaking.

Wang Yan shivered and took three steps backwards.

Lu Ming also withdrew two steps backwards, but Lu Ming's arm was covered with a layer of purple flame. The terrible flame had a terrible high temperature and seemed to burn Lu Ming's arm to ashes.

Even with scale armor, Lu Ming felt a painful pain.

Zhanlong's real tricks were running, four kinds of artistic conception broke out, condensed on the arm, and a sizzling sound suddenly sounded on the arm, and the flame went out.

What a terrible flame.

"dead!"

Wang Yan shouted, the flame on his body was even more amazing, and the Buddha was transformed into a fireman, even every hair was covered with flame.

Long Yin sounded, and Lu Ming broke out two more dragon forces in a row.

Wang Yan is very strong. Xiu Wei has reached the perfection of the Linghai, half of his feet have entered the spirit realm, and his mood has reached level three.

At the same time, his bloodline is a god-level five, and the bloodline martial arts learned from the bloodline is also the first half of the god-level martial arts.

It can be said that he is not weaker than Lu Ming in terms of artistic conception and martial arts.

The cultivation base is even stronger.

Lu Ming's biggest advantage is his true strength and his strength.

Three dragon forces broke out, Lu Ming was extremely powerful, and the power seemed to be endless.

boom!boom!...

He and Wang Yan fought together, roaring constantly, a terrifying storm of energy, sweeping all directions.

For a time, the two won a difficult battle.

In the distance, Di Feng was shocked.

When Lu Ming battled him just now, he obviously didn't use his full strength. Lu Ming could actually fight Wang Yan.

Wang Yan is ranked 98th in the Qianjiao list, not to mention that it is only a few higher than Emperor Feng, but his strength is not in a grade at all. Wang Yan is several times stronger than Emperor Feng and can easily kill Emperor Feng.

In a flash, the two had dozens of battles.

Wang Yan felt terrified.

Every fist of Lu Ming seems to contain infinite power. His body trembles and his blood is tumbling. If it is not terrible for his flames, Lu Ming has some concerns and needs to divide some of his strength to resist his flames. He may not yet enemy.

call!

On top of Wang Yan's head, a purple flame emerged, very similar to Wang Haoxian's, also known as Ziji Tianhuo, but he did not know how many times he was more terrible than Wang Haoxian's Ziji Tianhuo.

Five dazzling golden chakras were flashing, Wang Yan cast a fusion of bleeding veins, and the purple flame turned into a purple flame condor, slamming toward the landing.

Roar!

Long Yin started, and the blood of Jiulong emerged. Lu Ming's figure moved, and his body melted into the blood of Jiulong. He suddenly turned into Jiulong, and with a long roar, he rushed towards the Purple Condor.

The mouth screamed, the force of engulfment exploded, enveloped the purple condor, the huge dragon claw, and grabbed the purple condor.

The purple condor waved its wings, and the endless flame erupted, and at the same time, it extended its eagle claws and grabbed at Kowloon.

Suddenly, a dragon and an eagle fought in the air.

In the distance, Emperor Feng shocked nothing more.

"how is this possible?"

Emperor Feng shouted.

At the beginning of the World War I in Kowloon City, Lu Ming broke out the blood of the Kowloon. At that time, the blood of the Kowloon was still in the form of a five-clawed true dragon. Emperor Feng had seen it from afar.

At that time, he was extremely shocked, because he had also seen Lu Ming broke the blood of the prison monument.

Lu Ming, there are actually two god-level bloodlines.

Later, he even saw with his own eyes that Lu Ming's blood in the form of a real dragon exploded into the chakra.

But now, the bloodline of the self-detonating chakra has not only recovered, but also reached the fourth level of the god level, and turned into the legendary form of Kowloon, all of which broke his cognition.

"Does Wu Huang's ancestor want his blood?"

Emperor Feng's heart moved.

Lu Ming once shouted in Jiulong City, saying that Emperor Dao and Emperor Wu wanted his bloodline. Is this the bloodline?

Emperor Feng's heart turned over the river.

The fight between Lu Ming and Wang Yan is still inseparable.

Now, Lu Ming and Emperor Yiwu have come to the bright side. The blood of Jiulong, there is no need to hide it, it should be used.

"Hey, it's really hilarious!"

At this time, a cold and quiet voice came from a distance, a young man, carrying an ancient coffin, came step by step.

Is a master of Heavenly Corpse.

"Corpse!"

Emperor Feng saw this person, his pupils contracted for a while.

The corpse puppet, ranked 96th in the Pride Ranking, is two higher than Wang Yan.

"Corpse, you just came. Let's work together to kill this person!"

In the Purple Condor, Wang Yan's voice was heard.

"Wang Yan, join forces with you? Why? Why should I join forces with you?"

The corpse princess smiled coldly, standing aside, embracing his hands and watching.

boom!

Nine Dragons and Condor bombarded each other, and backed away one after another without continuing the war, and both looked at the puppet with some fear.

The corpse puppet obviously wants to sit on the hill and watch a tiger fight, to benefit from a fisherman.

Almost at the same time, Lu Ming and Wang Yan re-formed into human form, standing in a tripartite with the corpse puppet.

"Hey, why didn't you fight?"

The puppet licked his lips, his eyes cold.

Lu Ming looked at the puppet, his eyes slightly wrinkled.

He felt a dangerous breath on the corpse puppet. This person may be more terrible than Wang Yan.

He thought of the corpse demon, a corpse demon ranked 102nd on the Qianjiao list. Both of them also carry an ancient coffin. Perhaps, the cultivation methods are the same.

"Corpse, do you want both of us to lose both sides and be killed by you one by one?"

Wang Yan snorted coldly.

He was also extremely afraid of the corpse puppet.

In this way, all three parties are afraid, and for a time, no one shot.

"The corpse puppet, the Emperor Tianjing Palace and the Tianzong Sect have always had a hatred. It is better to join forces with you and kill Wang Yan. What do you think?"

Lu Ming suddenly spoke.

The zombie's eyes flickered, and when he looked at Wang Yan, his eyes became even colder. Obviously, he moved.

Wang Yan was frightened. He couldn't take Lu Ming alone. If he added a corpse puppet, he was absolutely dangerous.

"The puppet, Lu Ming's son, is the Emperor and Emperor Wu Emperor want to win. If you join hands with him, I am afraid that his old man will think you are associates."

Wang Yan said quickly.

In the eyes of the corpse puppet, a trace of fear appeared immediately.

Although the Celestial Sect is hostile to the Emperor Celestial Palace, Emperor Yiwu Emperor, there is naturally a Corpse Emperor of the Celestial Sect Emperor, but if it is really remembered by Emperor Yiwu Emperor, even the Corpse Emperor can't keep him.

"Haha, how could I join forces with him? You laughed!"

The puppet smiled, and said: "It is better to be like this, the Demon Tree Canyon is in front. It is better to be like this. Our advanced canyon. If there are treasures in it, how can we compete on our own?"

"it is good!"

Lu Ming nodded.

It is not a way to continue the stalemate. If one or two more Tianjiao in the top 100 are listed, it may be detrimental to Lu Ming.

As for Wang Yan, it will not be too late.

"I have no opinion!"

Wang Yan also said.

Immediately, the three men added divine winds and returned to the canyon, but the three men distanced each other and were guarding each other.

"What's the danger in this valley? Why don't you go in?"

Wang Yan asked Emperor Feng.

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