Everlasting Dragon Emperor

"Young people are so arrogant, it is easy to die early!"

Xu Zunzhe's eyes were cold, and he took a few steps, approaching Lu Ming at a rapid speed, and his breath became stronger and stronger.

Uh!

In his hand, there was a soft whip, and the soft stool was covered with barbs. In the sun, the cold light flashed, and the soft whip waved, and it quickly became longer, and finally became a dozen miles long, like a viper, landing. Naruto goes.

The soft whip pierced the air and made a harsh sound, and the space was pulled out a fierce crack.

Faced with such an attack, Lu Ming's face was calm and his body swayed slightly, so he avoided the attack and stepped forward, killing Xu Zun.

"You can't escape, Tian Luo Di Wang, a thousand kills!"

Xu Zun shouted, and the soft whip slammed wildly, like a real dragon hovering in the air, turning into a heavy whip shadow, like a heaven and earth net, wrapping to the landing Ming, closing all the retreat.

"Why should I run away? Just break open!"

A calm voice came out, and within Lu Ming's body, there was a burst of Long Yin sound, Zhenyuan was boiling, and a punch came out.

boom!

This fist seemed to push the whole space. This space burst, and a terrible fist was rushed towards the heavy whip shadows. Those whip shadows, like pushing a tree branch, collapsed instantly. It turned into debris flying around.

The terrible power even rushed towards Xu Zun along the soft whip. His face changed greatly, his body shook, and he retreated backward.

Uh!

A figure flashed and appeared suddenly in front of him.

"not good!"

Xu Zunzhe felt a tremendous shock, hit a punch subconsciously, and then wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

boom!

Lu Ming once again threw a punch, as fast as lightning, and then arrived first, directly hit Xu Zun's chest.

Xu Zunzhe issued a desperate scream, and the whole person burst apart, not even the spirit god.

The power of engulfment exploded, covering Xu Zun with a spirit and spirit, all swallowed by Lu Ming.

"Your dog legs are dead, don't you play in person?"

Lu Ming was indifferent and looked at Xie Zhen with disdain.

This made Xie Zhen gritted his teeth, but he was also shocked.

A powerful seven-layered spirit god was actually killed by Lu Ming so easily. Lu Ming's combat power is too terrifying?

Other people watching the battle also changed their complexions one by one.

"Lu Ming's strength has been greatly improved compared to the previous million-year sacrifice. Such an amazing talent is rare in the world!"

"With his current combat strength, Xie Nianjun is obviously not an opponent anymore. I don't know how to match Longchen?"

"I don't know, but it's a pity that even if Lu Ming's talent is stronger and his combat power is higher, the result is already doomed. Don't forget that this is the Holy City. Even if the emperor comes, it may not necessarily go, let alone Lu. Naruto?"

Many people were shocked by Lu Ming's combat power and talent, but it was a pity for Lu Ming. This is the Holy City. Even if Lu Ming is stronger, the result is already doomed.

"At your age, there is such cultivation and combat power. It is rare in ancient times. The old man admires it. If you make a blood oath and surrender to my royal family, the old man pleads with the Holy Emperor. How about spare your life?"

A white-haired old man stepped out of the air and walked towards the landing, a look like a fairy bone.

His body was filled with terror, several times stronger than that of Xu Zun.

Spirit God Eightfold Peak!

Lu Ming's eyes flashed, the white-haired old man's cultivation practice was not hidden at all, and Lu Ming could see it at a glance.

"You are a spirit god with eight folds, and you are eligible to let the Holy Emperor spare me? You are too worthy of yourself!"

Lu Ming's mouth flicked casually, disdainfully said.

"This is at least a chance, isn't it? If you refuse, you won't even have a chance!"

Despised by Lu Ming, there was a flash of sharpness in the eyes of the white-haired old man, a deep voice.

"Oh, it's you alone? I'm afraid it's not enough!"

Lu Ming smiled, and the disdain became stronger.

"Arrogant, the old man started, you have no chance!"

The white-haired old man's eyes showed anger, his body was filled with milky light, and his eyes were cold.

Although Lu Ming easily killed a seven-level powerhouse of the spirit god, he was the eighth peak of the eighth power plane of the spirit god. His strength was stronger than that of the seven-layer power of the spirit god, and he could easily kill the seven-level powerhouse of the spirit god. Therefore, he is confident and able to suppress Lu Ming.

After all, Lu Ming is young, no matter how strong, it won't be too ridiculous!

call out!

A white sword light bloomed from the hands of the white-haired old man, pierced the vast sky, and slammed towards the landing.

This sword is sharp, fierce, stunning, terrifying.

Just a sword, it is stronger than the Xu Zun who is the sevenfold spirit god just now.

In Lu Ming's body, Long Yin bursts, the top of the head, the third bloodline emerged, a force poured into Lu Ming's body, so that Lu Ming's power surged again.

bump!

Stepped out, and slammed out with one palm.

With palm power, the palm broke through the sky, forming a terrible palm blade, cut on the old man's white sword.

Keng!

A sharp blast sounded, the white swords dissipated, and Lu Ming stepped towards the old man.

The old man's face changed slightly, the long sword in his hand continued to pierce, a white sword awn, like a bright crystal light, assassinated Xiang Luming.

The swords are dense and dense, like an endless stream, they continue to pour down to the landing.

boom!boom!boom!

Lu Ming squeezed his fists and bombarded continuously.

Indistinctly, Lu Ming's fist seemed to turn into a prison monument, suppressing everything.

In the sky, there was a dense explosion. The swordman's thorn pierced by the white-haired old man was constantly collapsing. Lu Ming greeted the swordman's head, rushed back, and killed the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's face changed, became ugly, very dignified, and with a scream, the blood veins emerged. He cast blood vein fusion, and turned into a milky war sword.

The War Sword was shocked, and more sharp sword awns poured out towards the landing sound.

"broken!"

Jiulong emerged, and Lu Ming became Jiulong, thrusting upwards, breaking all the sword's awns, and Jiulong's claws, continuously catching on the milky war sword.

The milky white war sword thundered, and then collapsed directly, revealing the real body of the white-haired old man.

At this time, the white-haired old man was extremely embarrassed, and there was no previous fairy wind bones, hooded hair, ragged clothes, white robe, all with blood, and with fright in his eyes, he desperately rushed towards the walls of the holy city.

At this moment, in the holy city, countless people who saw this scene took a breath and were extremely shocked.

The strongest of the eight peaks of the spirit gods were defeated, and Lu Ming was seriously injured, and he was frightened to escape.

This is really unbelievable. If you don’t see it with your own eyes, you can’t believe it.

A young man, less than 30 years old, can seriously injure a veteran powerhouse with eight spirits and spirits. Such an example has been rarely recorded in Shenhuang Continent since ancient times.

This is beyond common sense and it is terrible.

Now, many people are wondering whether Long Chen, who is called the world's first, is not Lu Ming's opponent.

In the high sky, Xie Nianjun who was fighting with Xie Nianqing naturally felt this scene, and his heart was shocked, and his eyes showed incredible colors.

Lu Ming's fighting power has far exceeded her.

Arrogant, like her, is somewhat difficult to accept.

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