Everlasting Dragon Emperor

Lu Ming's move made the onlookers a little dazed.

Lu Ming had already been able to contend with the old man in Zijin robe by virtue of Lei Ding, but now, Lu Ming has actually put away Lei Ding, and he has also released the bloodline fusion, and left for the old man in Zi Jin robe.

What is he doing?Want to commit suicide?

Countless people are full of doubts?

"Pretend to be a ghost, what do you want to do? Let me die!"

The old man in the Zijin robe roared in his heart. He held a giant axe in two hands, and Zhenyuan rushed in madly. At the same time, he controlled the realm and stimulated the power of the realm in the huge axe, so that the power of the huge axe could be maximized.

Uh!

The giant axe, bigger than the mountains, cut off to the landing.

Facing this axe, Lu Ming's face was calm, and he had no intention of confronting Lei Ding at all.

"Prison!"

Lu Ming squeezed his fist, his muscles squirmed. On his body, the air of chaos permeated, especially in the fist, the air of chaos was the most intense.

Chaos Artistic Conception, Lu Ming finally exhibited Chaos Artistic Conception.

Based on the true Yuan, the nine dragon forces, and the power of the Third Blood Vessel, Lu Ming exerted the power of the prison prison, then blessed him with a chaotic mood, and threw a punch.

Rumble!

Lu Ming's fist seems to be slow, but in fact it quickly blasted towards the old man in Zijin robe.

"What does Lu Ming want to do? He actually used the flesh and blood to fight against the Emperor Spirit Soldier?"

"Crazy, he is crazy, the act of finding death?"

"A generation of arrogance, this just fell!"

Lu Ming's move attracted a lot of noise.

Lu Ming abandoned Lei Ding and did not need to dissolve the bloodline fusion. In the end, he actually used the flesh and blood to fight against the Emperor Spirit Soldier. Isn’t this crazy?

No one can figure out, why did Lu Ming have such a move?

"Haha, no matter what crazy you are, go die!"

Haiyu's eyes showed excitement, his face was grim, and he laughed.

There was only one person in the audience, no, there was only one turtle, and when I saw that the cat was tired, it would be a dandy.

"Then... that is the chaotic mood, nest, when did Lu Ming master the chaotic mood?"

Once a pair of tongues gaped, a pair of turtle-eyed eyes widened, full of incredible.

boom!

In the midst of much attention, Lu Ming's fists slammed with the Emperor Spirit Soldier's battle axe.

Everyone imagines that Lu Ming will be crushed and destroyed, and will be seriously injured by an axe. Even the scene of the killing did not appear, but a scene that made everyone unbelievable.

The fist intersects the battle axe, and the battle axe violently roared, shaking constantly.

At this moment, the old man in the Zijin robe seemed to be bombarded with terrible power, his arms and even his body trembling with the giant axe, and then his face was pale and a spit of blood spewed out.

Buzz!

The giant axe vibrated, and the old man in the purple gold robe could no longer hold the giant axe. The giant axe came out and flew to the sky.

Between heaven and earth, the raven was silent.

Everyone was stunned, his eyes widened, his mouth widened, and there seemed to be something stuck in his throat, making no sound.

"Chaotic artistic conception, really chaotic artistic conception!"

Only once and for all, murmured there.

Tweet...

Bubble people and animals are harmless, blinking innocent eyes, seems to be cheering for Lu Ming.

"This guy..."

Xie Nianqing whispered that even though she knew that Lu Ming had successfully cultivated the chaotic mood, she was still shocked by this power.

The Lei Xi Supreme is completely petrochemical.

"The power of chaotic artistic conception is really amazing!"

There was a smile on Lu Ming's mouth.

Legend has it that heaven and earth have evolved from chaos. Between heaven and earth, there is chaotic gas, which is the most original and precious treasure. Legend has it that a ray of chaotic gas can collapse the heavens and the mountains, and it is very heavy.

Chaos artistic conception, also has the characteristics of chaos gas, extremely heavy, amazingly powerful, and then combined with the prison prison of merit, it complemented each other, and punched out, directly flew the giant axe of the old man in purple gold robe. The old man was injured.

"kill!"

Lu Ming shouted, stepped out, surrounded by chaotic mood, and punched again.

boom!

Where Lu Ming fisted, the sky began to collapse, like a black hole appearing in the sky.

The chaotic mood pervades, completely locking the old man in the Zijin robe.

The old man in Zijin robe changed his face wildly, yelled, broke out with all his strength, and punched a punch, hoping to stop it.

boom!

The moment the two fists intersect, the field of the old man in the Zijin robe falls apart and bursts under the terrible pressure.

Afterwards, he broke the fist of the old man in Zijin robe and banged on his fist.

Click!

The sound of broken bones sounded, even if the old man in Zijin robe cultivated into a spirit body, it was useless, the palms were twisted and deformed, and the entire arm was twisted.

The old man in Zijin robe screamed, his body receded wildly, he was hit and flew a few hundred miles away, his face was pale, and blood sputtered in his mouth.

But the old man in Zijin robe didn't dare to stay, turned around and ran.

"Feng Yuanshu!"

Lu Ming performed Feng Yuanshu, his body was like a phantom, a flash, approaching the old man in Zijin robe at a rapid speed.

The fist force was pushed out, and the space hundreds of miles in front of Lu Ming was smashed. The terrible fist force, like the surging flood, rushed toward the old man in purple gold robe.

This is the crush of power, simple and direct, but there is no way to dodge.

The old man in Zijin robe can only fight back.

But now that he has lost the Emperor Spirit Soldier, Lu Ming can suppress him even if he is not in a chaotic mood. He is not Lu Ming's opponent at all.

Fisting and crushing, the old man in Zijin robe rolled like a chick in the air, his body crackled, and his blood spouted without money.

"It's over!"

A low voice sounded from Lu Ming's mouth. Lu Ming cast a wind elemental spell, and appeared in front of the old man in Zijin robe, holding it in the empty hand, and the chaotic mood condensed a spear. .

"No, spare your life..."

The old man in Zijin robe shouted, but Lu Ming was unmoved, and his spear pierced down.

puff!

The spear condensed by the chaotic mood is extremely sharp, easily breaking through the opponent's spirit body, passing through the Dantian hole, and piercing the opponent's spirit god.

The power on the spear erupted, and the old man in the Zijin robe screamed unwillingly and sternly, but after just a breath, there was no sound and the vitality completely dissipated.

The old man in Zijin robe, a generation of emperor, die!

"day..."

The onlookers, seeing this scene, felt numb and could not say a word at all.

"impossible!"

Haiyu roared loudly, his eyes red and unbelievable.

"It's your turn!"

Lu Ming stared at Haiyu and moved towards Haiyu.

"Do not..."

Haiyu froze and fled wildly.

But the emperor could not escape in Lu Ming’s hands, not to mention him, Feng Yuanshu had the speed, chasing Shanghai Yu in an instant, punching out, the chaotic mood suppressed, Hai Yu screamed, his body was four There is no crack, and the spirit god also burst.

Such as Haiyu awakened the Supreme of the God-level ninth bloodline, even Lu Ming couldn't stop it.

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