Everlasting Dragon Emperor

It is a pity that most of the people in the Blood Luo Temple practiced the artistic conception of blood. A few cultivated the artistic conception of various instruments, which had little effect on Lu Ming and had little improvement on Lu Ming's artistic conception.

And devouring huge energy, Lu Ming's cultivation practice is rapidly improving, but ascending to the four peaks of the spirit god, cultivation practice stops. No matter how much energy is refined, it can't be absorbed, it can only be dissipated and wasted.

Because the artistic conception of heaven and earth has not been improved, the cultivation practice is stuck.

Finally, Lu Ming simply does not devour the true energy, only devours the essence blood, which is used to enhance the blood.

However, Lu Ming has devoured more than a dozen spirit gods eight-fold, nine-fold, and even the essence blood of the spirit-strength strong man, and his bloodline has not been promoted.

The bloodline of the Nine Dragons and the bloodline of the Zhenyubei are both god-level and eight-level.

It is really difficult to upgrade to eighth level.

Lu Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly. Was it necessary to devour the blood of the Supreme to improve.

Lu Ming's eyes began to glance around to see if the Supreme was killed.

what!

With a scream, the Supreme of a Blood Luo Temple was beheaded, and blood was splattered, falling towards the ground.

The blood has a terrifying power. Some strong men in the spirit womb are splashed with blood, and the body is directly shot into holes.

"Rewind!"

Below, some army of 10,000 Demon Abyss, blood Luodian army retreat one after another, afraid of being splashed by blood.

"Supreme blood!"

Lu Ming's eyes showed a hot flame.

"Xiaoqing, wait for me here!"

Lu Ming said to Xie Nianqing.

"Be careful yourself!"

Xie Nianqing advised.

"rest assured!"

Lu Ming smiled, cast his body, and rushed towards the supreme corpse.

call out!

A drop of supreme blood, like a blood-red meteor, with a terrible breath, slammed toward the landing.

bump!

Lu Ming chopped it out with one palm, splitting on this drop of blood, and splitting this drop of blood, but Lu Ming also felt a numbness in the palm of his hand and some pain.

"Supreme, it’s really powerful. This is just a drop of blood flying after death. It has such terrible power and contains powerful energy. Unfortunately, I don’t have enough artistic conception, otherwise I can refine this blood and can quickly improve it. Fix for!"

Lu Ming thought secretly, and then did not care about these blood, his body flickered, rushed to the corpse of the Supreme, the blood of Jiulong opened his mouth, and the power of engulfment exploded. In the corpse of the Supreme, nine drops of brilliant blood flew out, Swallowed by Kowloon.

boom!

Nine drops of blood were engulfed by Jiulong and exploded. The endless energy shuffled around in Jiulong's body. Jiulong's body swelled up sharply like a ball and its volume expanded several times.

The energy in the supreme essence blood is too strong!

"Practice, practice for me!"

Lu Ming yelled, crazy manipulating the blood of Jiulong, refining it.

He knew that he was too impulsive, supreme essence and blood, and the energy is really amazing. With his current cultivation practice, he must be refined one by one. It is the most stable. He swallowed all nine drops at once. That kind of energy, too Amazing.

Rumble!

Jiulong Bloodline runs crazy refining power and begins to refine the body's blood.

Fortunately, it finally withstood, and was not burst.

Slowly, Supreme Blood is refined and used to enhance the blood of the Kowloon.

"dead!"

At this moment, a flash of blood flashed to the landing.

A white-haired old man in the Blood Luo Temple, with the eightfold cultivation of the spirit god, he was the protector of the Blood Luo Zi. The Blood Luo Zi was killed. He had been staring at Lu Ming for a long time. The landing came.

"court death!"

Lu Ming's eyes were cold, the third bloodline emerged, and the murderous guts poured out like a tide.

bump!

Lu Ming shattered the opponent's blood directly with his palm, and his palm power was like a storm, pouring towards the opponent.

At the beginning, outside the holy city, Lu Ming was able to cut the strongest of the eight peaks of the spirit god. Now in the past few months, Lu Ming’s cultivation practice has been upgraded to the four peaks of the spirit god. The combat power is stronger than that of a few months ago. A few points, to deal with the eight peaks of the spirit god, but also a few points easier.

The other party was terrified. Unexpectedly, the blow launched by the surprise attack was easily defeated by Lu Ming. At this time, Zhenyuan broke out and punched a punch.

bump!

Lu Ming's palm split on his fist, making him shocked and his body receded at a rapid speed.

"Kill, kill!"

Lu Ming's eyes turned into blood-red, endless killings, shrouded in each other's body, chilling the other's body, and weakening his fighting power.

boom!

The Prison Prison works, and it splits two palms in a row.

The old man with white hair tried his best to catch his palms, but his arm burst and he vomited blood.

call out!

The third bloodline turned into a blood-red war sword, under the control of Lu Ming, turned into a blood light, passed through the eyebrow of the white-haired old man, and killed it.

Hurry!

Lu Ming flickered and returned to Xie Nianqing, because Xie Nianqing was also followed by a supreme person, enough to keep them safe.

After coming here, Lu Ming sat cross-legged and tried his best to refine his blood.

This refining process passed a full dozen points. The energy of the essence and blood in Jiulong's body barely recovered. Under Lu Ming's control, Lu Ming opened his eyes and stood up.

The Supreme Essence Blood is still not completely refined, but if you don’t care, you can slowly refine it.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield was clear, and countless masters of the Blood Luo Temple were killed. Even the Supreme, several of them fell, completely, fell in the wind, and died. This is the early thing.

Hiss!

At this moment, the space is not broken, Lu Ming looked up, barely able to see that the three figures are fighting.

One of the figures, the devil qi sky, is the magic night.

There is another person, a woman with a graceful posture, shrouded in aura, unable to see clearly, and presumably the emperor of the Hanging Mountain, Emperor Moon Heart.

The last person, bloody sky, was shrouded in blood, needless to say, this person is the blood emperor of the blood Luo hall.

But at this time, the Blood Emperor Palace was extremely embarrassed, the breath was weak, and one arm flew away, which was severely hit by the Emperor Wu and Ye Xinxin.

"Blood Emperor, today, you will stay!"

A cold voice sounded, full of murderous opportunity, but the Emperor Yuexin spoke.

"Want to kill the emperor, dream!"

Blood Emperor's cold voice sounded, blood light burst suddenly, forced to retreat the Moon Heart, Emperor Wu and Mo Ye, turned into a blood light, and fled wildly towards the distance.

Blood Luo Dian blood emperor, actually fled.

"Want to escape, stop thinking!"

Mo Ye drank coldly, and chased down with Emperor Yuexin, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing the blood emperor's blood emperor defeated, the blood emperor's morale was weak.

"Surrender, I surrender!"

"I surrender too!"

Those giant eagles in Aquila Fort first surrendered. They had no sense of belonging to the Blood Luo Temple. At this time, if the situation was not good, they naturally surrendered one by one.

With the surrender of the Aquila Fort, the Blood Luo Palace fell.

"The surrender, who is willing to engrave the formation in the sea of ​​knowledge, can not kill, otherwise, there is no amnesty to kill!"

Lu Ming's voice spread far.

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