Everlasting Dragon Emperor

"This this..."

Nian Han was dumbfounded and froze there.!

The seven spirit god realm Mocha tribe, the highest one is the spirit god fourfold existence, was killed by Lu Ming instantly, a clean, young Han suspected to be dreaming.

Moreover, Lu Ming looks so young, such fighting power is simply incredible.

"This big brother, solved it!"

Lu Ming smiled, the blood of Jiulong was put away, part of his mind was separated, and he began to refine.

"Little... the little brother is amazing, really amazing, I admire my brother!"

The young man stammered in exclamation.

Lu Ming smiled slightly and didn't say much.

"My name is Du Shan, what do you call the little brother?"

Dahan Dao.

"Lu Ming!"

Lu Ming answered.

"Brother Lu, my elder brother, I have something important, so I can't accompany you anymore, little brother, be careful yourself!"

Du Shanyan said, to fly in one direction.

"Brother Du, what's the matter with you? Maybe Lu Ming can help!"

Lu Ming stopped Du Shan, and finally met another human warrior. Lu Ming was about to ask him about Xie Nianqing's news. How could he easily let Du Shan leave.

"Hey, my human race gathering place is under siege from the Mocha tribe. I got the news that I have to rush back to rescue. I didn't expect to be blocked by the Mosha tribe here!"

Du Shan sighed, anxious.

"Human gathering place? I will go with you!"

Lu Ming's eyes lit up.

"Okay, with a little brother together, maybe there is a rescue!"

Du Shan's eyes were also bright.

Lu Ming’s unprecedented combat power was unpredictable and extremely powerful. He also wanted Lu Ming to help him, but Lu Ming just saved him, and then he asked Lu Ming to take risks with him. He was really embarrassed to speak. Shi Luming proposed that he was overjoyed.

At the moment, Dushan led the way, Lu Ming followed Dushan and flew towards the north.

After flying for hundreds of thousands of miles, Zhentian shouted a killing sound in front of him.

In the distance, you can see a fortress made of different metals in front of you. Around the fort, fierce fighting is in progress.

There are thousands of Mocha tribes surrounding the fort.

There are a lot of powerful atmospheres. Lu Mingling swept away and found that there are dozens of Demon Brakes of the Spirit God level. Others are all high-level Devil Braces.

The fortress, there are very few people, about twenty or so, all of them are strong spirits and gods, and launched a war with the Mocha clan, but it is obviously completely inferior.

"Human, die!"

With a scream, one of the Mocha clan's breath was exceptionally strong, with a dark, sharp bone spur in his hands, and his body was like lightning, killing a human clan master.

The master of the human race has the spiritual cultivation of triple gods, but in this Mocha clan hand, there is no resistance, it is pierced by a bone stab, and even the screaming is not issued, it is killed.

Five peaks of spirit god!

Lu Ming saw at a glance that this Mocha tribe, with the five peaks of spiritual gods, was the strongest existence of the Mocha tribe, while the human warrior, the strongest was also the quadruple spirit deity.

"Damn, kill!"

Seeing this, Du Shan shouted and rushed with a battle axe.

"Another one to die!"

The five-fold spirit of the Deity, the Mocha clan, looked cold, swept towards Dushan, sneered, the magic gas rolled, a pair of flesh thorns, and the figure was like a lightning and rushed towards the landing.

A battle axe suspended above Dushan's head is Dushan's bloodline, but a god-level fourth-level bloodline. Dushan incarnates a battle axe and cuts towards the other side.

Ding!Ding!

Two crisp sounds sounded, and Du Shan's battle axe was blown away from a distance.

"Dead!"

The Mocha tribe screamed, the bone spurs of the hand were thin and long, but hard and sharp, as if they could pierce everything and pierce towards Dushan.

laugh!laugh!

Two bitter sounds sounded, and the bone spurs of the Mocha clan pierced the tomahawk Dushan had transformed.

There was an angry roar from the battle axe, the battle axe vibrated, and broke apart, reverting to Du Shan's figure, his face was very pale and his figure retreated sharply.

"dead!"

The eyes of the Mocha tribe were cold, and bone spurs pierced the air, piercing towards Du Shan's eyebrows.

At this moment, a palm like a knife appeared suddenly, chopping on that bone spur, terrible power broke out, and the bone spur was broken into dozens.

The palm knife cut across the direction and hit the shoulder of the Mocha tribe.

bump!

The shoulders of the Mozha clan exploded directly, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball.

Roar!

Jiulong Jiulong exploded, engulfing the Mocha clan.

Those Mocha tribes in the realm of spirits were swallowed with energy and blood, and turned into dry corpses.

Those spirit gods with one, two, and three demon clan screams in horror, and under the power of swallowing, they turned into dry corpses.

Those human warriors were stunned.

The rest of the Mocha clan roared wildly and wanted to escape, but under the terrible swallowing power, they could hardly move even if they fell into the quagmire.

"kill!"

Lu Ming rushed over, like mowing the grass, and wiped out all the Mocha clan.

Uh!

The five-fold spirit demon clan of the spirit god was just injured and not dead. At this time, his wings fluttered into a magic light, and he wanted to escape.

He knew that there was a strong man from the top of the human race. He was hit hard by a move just now. If he didn't escape, there was only one way to die.

But he was shocked to find that he could not escape at all.

Lu Ming's figure, like a glimpse of floating light, instantly caught up with the five-fold Mocha tribe of the spirit god and appeared behind him.

"Dead together, torrential rain storm!"

Seeing that they could not escape, the Mocha clan roared angrily, the devil qi soared into the sky, a pair of wings spread out, and the whole body spun up in the air.

A pair of wings, like two war knives cutting through the air, brings a stormy attack, like a terrible tornado, which can destroy everything and sweep towards the landing.

In Lu Ming's body, two dragon forces exploded, and then he performed the Prison of Heavenly Prison and slammed it down.

This palm, like a heavenly sword, has the power to suppress everything.

boom!

The magic brake clan formed a stormy attack and collapsed instantly. The palm of the sword was cut into the body of the magic brake clan, and the magic brake clan was killed. All the energy and blood were swallowed by Lu Ming.

The castle, those human races widened their eyes one by one, it seems that they haven't reacted yet.

"Brother Lu Ming, thank you for saving again, otherwise, hey!"

Du Shan came over and thanked Lu Ming, his voice was quite sighing.

If it weren't for Lu Ming, he would have died.

At this time, the human warriors of the castle reacted and flew over to thank them.

I was particularly amazed to see that Lu Ming was so young and so powerful.

"I heard that the outside world is now arrogant, the younger generation is respected by the five giants, but in my opinion, Brother Lu is so powerful, I am afraid that the young giants are still strong!"

A gray-haired old Ou sighed.

Every year, some people are exiled by the royal family, and those of them who have been in the Nine Serpent Demon Realm for a long time also know some things from the outside world.

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