Everlasting Dragon Emperor

Lu Ming, who won the first place on the battlefield on the eighth, has no suspense.

Now, he already has a dragon of luck of more than 120 feet. On the battlefield of No. 8, unless the luck of other people is added together, it cannot be compared with Lu Ming.

Next, Lu Ming wandered wildly. Anyone who encountered Lu Ming, who had short eyes, wanted to get started, and was directly bombarded by Lu Ming, while others yelled for defeat.

Half an hour later, Lu Ming was followed by more than a dozen disciples of Fu Yangzong.

Lu Ming wants to take them to the end.

"Not good, if there is danger in the sky, you will encounter the Emperor God!"

In the stands, a veteran suddenly cried out.

There was no suspense on the battlefield on the 8th, and everyone's eyes turned to other battlefields.

The eyes of Fu Yangzong turned to Battlefield No. 1 uncontrollably.

Fu Yangzong was so proud that he was on the first battlefield.

Everyone can see that if Ru Kong is on the way, the dragon of luck above his head reaches about twenty feet.

On one side, the Emperor God was flying towards Rukong quickly, with a terrifying speed, but Rukong didn't seem to find it.

In this way, the two will soon collide.

The hearts of the people of Fu Yangzong raised.

Sure enough, just a dozen breaths, the two met.

Rukong heard movements and turned her head, her pupils contracted sharply.

"I..."

If there is no hesitation in the air, he will shout and admit defeat.

"dead!"

At the same time, the Emperor God shot, a sword light, unbelievable, as if it had penetrated a lot of space in an instant, and almost fell to Rukong's body almost instantly.

The three words "I admit defeat", if not emptied, are directly torn into pieces by the terrible Jianguang.

Quick, too fast, hard to respond like empty.

"Rukong!"

Jun Song absolutely yelled and grieved.

"how come?"

Fu Yangzong's other elders and elders looked sad.

As empty, Fu Yangzong is second only to the masters of fantasy, and the Qianjiao ranked 15th, so he was killed. In the hands of the emperor, there is almost no resistance.

The fighting power of Emperor God is unfathomable.

After the Emperor God killed Rukong, he swallowed Rukong's air-dragon, without any pause, and his body moved into a golden light and flew towards the distance.

"Hahaha! Good kills, you Fujunzong's arrogance, you must die!"

"Although Lu Ming has saved his life now, if he meets Emperor God later, he will still die!"

In the area of ​​Emperor Tianshen Palace, there were laughs of sarcasm.

Du Songjie and others clenched their fists tightly.

Fu Yangzong originally had thirteen candidates, but seven had fallen before, and now one has fallen, leaving only five left.

Subsequently, they turned their attention to Wen Yuezhang and others.

It's a pity that they were not lucky, they met the invincible powerhouse, but fortunately, they were not killed by a single blow, and they all admit defeat.

Over time, some people were killed, but more people were defeated, or defeated, sent out of the battlefield.

In the stands, more and more people appeared. Many people sighed, and after confessing, there was not much luck left.

Ruan Tingting also appeared in the stands. She met a strong rival and directly conceded defeat.

In the eight battlefields, the fighting is getting more and more intense.

On the battlefield of No. 8, Lu Ming was almost invincible.

Several masters who reached the Qiyunhualong later met Lu Ming, but as soon as they saw Lu Ming's Qilong Real Dragon, which had a length of a few dozens of feet, his face changed wildly, and he turned and ran.

They are not stupid, Lu Ming can live to the present, and the dragon of luck has skyrocketed by dozens of feet, needless to say, those who played Lu Ming's abacus, gave luck to Lu Ming, what are they waiting for without running?

However, at the speed of Lu Ming, how did they run away, and finally admit defeat.

In the end, Lu Ming's true dragon is almost approaching the horror of 150 feet, hovering in the sky, and seeing from a distance, those who saw it, their faces changed wildly, turned and ran .

Even Tian Tian Gu, the demon valley, is as famous as Luo Tian, ​​and runs faster than anyone else.

This made Lu Ming a little depressed. The distance was too far apart. He had to be more troublesome to chase. He was afraid that Fu Yanzong's disciples would be in danger because of being transferred away from the mountain. Therefore, Lu Ming was too lazy to chase.

The overall situation on the 8th battlefield has been determined, and the battlefield on the 1st is similar. The other battlefields are filled with smoke.

"Fantasy has encountered Dongfang Jade!"

Fu Yangzong shouted a veteran, and everyone else's eyes were on the battlefield No. 4, and his heart was raised.

Experts from other parties also looked at the battlefield No.4.

Huanzhen encountered Dongfang Jade, which was a peak showdown.

Fantasia, Qianjiao ranked eighth, Oriental Jade, Qianjiao ranked third, second only to Emperor God and Blood Sword.

When the two met, they fought a fierce battle.

However, Dongfang Jade is obviously stronger, but Fantasia does not seek meritorious service but seeks nothing, and is defensive throughout.

Illusion, like a bright moon, the whole body glowed, and a round of bright moon appeared before him, blocking the attack of fantasy.

This is based on body formation, and is a very strong defensive formation, than Ji Mai's original body formation, I do not know how many times stronger.

At the same time, the inscription formation method emerged continuously around Fantasim, which also inspired the inscription rune.

Various rays of light continue to shine, and various defensive formations are formed.

Although the East is extremely powerful, but the fantasy is defensive, he wants to break open in a short time, it is impossible.

The two fell into a stalemate, and finally Dongfangyu had no choice but to retreat, which made Fu Yangzong all breathe out for a long time.

The embarrassed hum of the Emperor Tianjing Palace felt sorry that Dongfang Jade did not kill the fantasy.

At this time, on the battlefield No. 2, the fat man and Wang Fiantian met.

"dead!"

As soon as Wang Fiantian saw the fat man, Ling Xun's murderer broke out and launched a violent attack.

He knew that the fat man was an apprentice of the demon emperor, but this was a battle of luck. Even if the fat man was killed, the demon emperor could not say anything?

"He's Nana, he wants to kill Uncle Ben, ten thousand years earlier!"

The fat man yelled and blood broke out.

The third bloodline, eight golden chakras, made Wang Fentian almost slam his eyes.

Even those in the grandstand, those who are strong in spirit, god and supreme, could not control their emotions and stood up from the grandstand with a look of shock.

The god-level eight bloodline is actually the god-level eight bloodline, which is too scary.

In addition to several great emperors, the others were shocked one by one.

"Senior apprentice of Motian, really extraordinary!"

Jiuyang Supreme sighed.

Du Songjue and others nodded again and again. They had seen a fat man before. Unexpectedly, this fat man who looked unreliable was so terrible.Worthy of being the apprentice of the emperor.

"Damn!"

The head of the Wang family and others shouted and were shocked.

The eighth level of the gods is rare in the world. Just like the Yan Fan, it is the eighth level of the gods. It is so powerful that it can fight three supremes alone.

They thought that this fat man, but Lu Ming's life and death brother.

"Burn the sky, kill this fat man, kill him!"

The owner of the Wang family growled.

This fat man is terrible. Once he grows up in the future, he will be another Yan Fanatic.

It happened to kill him now, and the Emperor Demon could not say anything afterwards.

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