Everlasting Dragon Emperor

"Emperor Wanshan is dead. Wait, don't surrender?"

Qu Luo stood high in the sky, looking down, the sound spread throughout the Chuanshanzong, the vast emperor's coercion, covering the Chuanzongzong, made people breathless.

"I surrender! I would surrender!"

"I surrender too!"

The emperor was killed, and many of the disciples, the strong men, finally had no courage to fight and surrendered.

"You traitors, have you forgotten the emperor's kindness to you?"

Some people have a tougher bone, and those who would rather die than die naturally will be killed on the spot.

This is a war, no one will be soft-hearted.

Seeing this, more people in the Chuanshanzong surrendered.

Next, to sort out the battlefield and arrange for the aftermath, Lu Ming did not participate. He sat on the warship and focused on refining the artistic conception runes, refining energy and breaking through the realm.

boom!

Soon in the past, a strong breath erupted from Lu Ming's body, rushing towards the sky and attracting a lot of attention.

"Breakthrough?"

Qu Luo, Mo Ye and other powerful men looked at Lu Ming, and there was a shock in their eyes.

Just wandering around the battlefield, Xiu Wei actually broke through.

Moreover, at a young age, it actually broke through to the spirit god fivefold, which is really shocking.

As soon as Lu Ming's breath erupted, it converged in the next moment, but Lu Ming did not end his cultivation, but continued to refine the rune of artistic conception swallowed from it.

He devoured dozens of powerful artistic runes of the strongman. At least, they were all above six levels of spirit gods. The world and the artistic conception of the world were very profound. Lu Ming refined it, and he had to waste some effort.

Half an hour later, the battlefield has been sorted out, and the army has assembled to prepare for the next force, the Beast Tribe.

Soldiers are fast and must start immediately.

At this time, Lu Ming ended his refining and got up to the army.

"Let's go to the Beast Tribe!"

Lu Ming gave the order.

The army boarded the warship again, the warship started, and headed towards the Beast Horde.

As for the people who surrendered, the ancestors were all engraved in the sea of ​​knowledge, followed them, and went to battle against the Beast Tribe, the headquarters of the ancestors, leaving only a few people to guard.

The warship broke through the sky and flew towards the Beast Horde at an amazing speed.

Lu Mingpan sat in a room of the warship and continued to refine the rune of artistic conception.

In a flash, a long time passed.

The warship is already close to the Hundred Beast Tribe, and at this time, Lu Ming has finally refined all the rune of artistic conception swallowed from it.

"The artistic conception of the wind, the artistic conception of the fire, the artistic conception of the thunder, and the artistic conception of the water all reached the fourth-level masterpiece. The earth's artistic conception also reached the peak of the fourth-level masterpiece.

"Cultivation is also promoted to the five levels of the spirit god. This time the improvement is really great, but the improvement is too fast, it is full of impurities, the foundation is unstable, and you can't continue to devour the improvement in a short time. You need to polish and stabilize the foundation!"

A smile spread across Lu Ming's face.

The five levels of the spirit god, coupled with the great progress of the world's artistic conception, Lu Ming's combat power has also greatly improved.

Lu Ming got up, walked out of the room, came to the deck of the warship, and looked into the distance.

In front, thousands of miles away, there are countless minarets, these minarets are all made of stone, like a spike, standing on the vast grassland.

This is the Beast Tribe.

It can be said that it is the strongest tribe in Kitahara, an ancient tribe whose inherited time is extremely long.

Each minaret is shining, and the light of each minaret gathers together to form a large formation, covering the beast tribe in it.

Numerous figures appeared in the Beast Tribe.

Some rode on war beasts, suspended in the air, and some stood on the ground to form battle formations.

Both men and women are very strong, burly and full of toughness.

Obviously, during the World War I, the Beast Tribe has received the news and made preparations in advance.

The warship stopped, Lu Ming and others flew out of the warship and stopped in front of the Beast Horde.

boom!boom!

Two terrifying atmospheres broke out, Qu Luo and Mo Ye stepped out, and the emperor's majesty came toward the beast tribe.

At this time, there was also a breath rising in the Beast Tribe. A burly middle-aged strong man stepped out, suspended in the air, and exhaled an amazing breath.

There is no doubt that this is an emperor, the leader of the Beast Tribe, the barbarian emperor!

"Qu Luo, it really is you, but your appetite should not be so big. First, the Chuanshanzong was destroyed. Now, I come to my Beast Tribe again. It seems that you are the chaotic emperor!"

The barbarian spoke.

Before, Xie Chao also led troops to attack other forces. Obviously, the barbarian already knew their origin.

"Manhuang, since you already know, I advise you to surrender, otherwise, Chuanzongzong, it is the end!"

Qu Luo spoke indifferently.

"Haha, my tribe of beasts, inheriting the endless years, there is never a matter of falling first without a battle. If you want to attack hard, then fight!"

The barbarian laughed loudly and was very powerful.

At the end of the speech, a yellow, clear stick emerged from the top of the barbarian emperor's head. It floated over the top of the barbarian's head, suddenly enlarged, and exaggerated tremendous fluctuations.

"The Emperor Spirit Soldier, you also have the Emperor Spirit Soldier!"

Qu Luo, Mo Ye exclaimed at the same time, his eyes filled with shock.

Lu Ming moved in his heart. In the secret realm of the Holy Palace, there were a total of four Emperor Spirit Soldiers.

He got one, Yang Potian, Tuoba Shi, and countless monks each got one.

Lu Ming glanced, and sure enough, he saw Tuoba Stone in front of the Beast Tribe.

The Tuoba Stone came from the Beast Tribe. Presumably, this Emperor Spirit Soldier was obtained by the Tuoba Stone from the secret realm of the Holy Palace.

"One battle, one battle, even if my beast tribe is defeated, but don't think about it better!"

In the eyes of the barbarian emperor, a terrible color appeared.

Qu Luo and Mo Ye's faces were dignified.

The fighting power of the Barbarian Emperor is already very strong, and it surpassed the trace of Qu Luo. With the addition of the Emperor Spirit Soldier, the fighting power is stronger. Even if they join forces, they may not be able to win.

Even with the addition of a Yan Fanatic who is barely capable of reaching the rank of emperor, it is not easy to say, even if he can win, if the barbarian is desperate, pulling them back is not impossible.

This battle, even if it can win, is also a terrible victory.

But at this point, he had to fight.

"Barbarian Emperor, since you are stubborn and stubborn, then there is only one battle to destroy your beast tribe!"

Qu Luo opened his mouth and stepped out, with a stronger fighting spirit.

"Wait!"

At this time, Lu Ming suddenly spoke.

Qu Luo frowned and looked at Lu Ming, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, but when he thought of Xie Chao, he refrained and stopped.

Lu Ming stepped out and came to the forefront.

The eyes of most people in the Beast Tribe fell on Lu Ming.

They were secretly surprised, not knowing where Lu Ming came from, and actually let an emperor obey.

"Wait a moment" to stop an emperor.

"Lu Ming, it's him!"

In the Beast Tribe, Tuoba Stone spoke and recognized Lu Ming.

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