Everlasting Dragon Emperor

The ancient city, the curtain family, a hall.

Mu Yang sat gloomy on his head.

After half a month, his injury has completely recovered, but his anger, his murderous opportunity, has not subsided.

Because in the past half a month, the fact that Muyang was brutally abused by Lu Ming has spread throughout the ancient city, and at the speed of a hurricane, it spreads throughout the whole place of destiny.

Muyang, who is known as a strong seed, is so miserable that he is abused by others, and that person is also a son of chaos, and his cultivation is the most holy, and it is difficult to be ignored by others.

Now, it is not known how many people talked secretly. Mu Yang was stepped on Lu Ming's face in public and was taken hostage.

"Damn, damn it!"

Mu Yang's face was twisted, and it was all crazy killing.

"Is it found, where is that muck?"

Mu Yang's indifferent opening asked the person who came below to report.

"Master, I found out that Lu Ming and several people have entered the City of Destiny!"

A big man reported.

"Huh, I want to hide in the City of Destiny, stop thinking, kill, send someone into the City of Destiny, and kill that jumble!"

Muyang shouted.

"Son, this is wrong!"

At this time, an old man with white hair said, this person is a powerful true emperor of the Mu Family.

"Why not?"

Mu Yang said coldly.

"Now, several powerful forces in the City of Destiny have ordered that it is forbidden to start operations in the City of Destiny, otherwise, they will be enemies with them. If we send someone to start operations in the City of Destiny, I am afraid they will offend these powerful forces!

The old man said.

Mujia, although it is the overlord of the ancient city, has strong strength, but there are still some gaps compared with the few overlords in the city of destiny.

The Mu Family did not dare to offend those hegemonic forces in the City of Destiny.

Mu Yang's complexion gloomed down.

After a while, Mu Yang said coldly: "Without our own hands, go find the people of the kingdom of death, these lunatics, dare to do anything as long as they give money!"

In the main hall, the other people's faces changed, and there was a flash of fear.

It seems that he is very afraid of this power called the kingdom of death.

The kingdom of death, in the land of destiny, is indeed frightening.

Because this is a terrible killer organization, there are all kinds of terrible killers, as long as you give money, any strong man can hunt.

Moreover, the kingdom of death, likes to hunt the Tianjiao and the strongest, and the most brilliant record is that an emperor was hunted by the kingdom of death, shocking the whole place of destiny.

Some people even doubt that this kingdom of death was created by aliens.

There are also powerful forces that want to destroy this killer, but this organization is too mysterious. No one knows where their headquarters are. At most, they can only destroy some branches, and they can always be revived.

Now, Muyang is to invite the killer of the kingdom of death to kill Lu Ming.

Others dare not start in the City of Destiny now, and the Kingdom of Death dares.

"Lu Ming, offend me, you have only one way to die!"

The curtain is cold and cold.

...

Lu Ming has come to the City of Destiny for a month.

"Cultivation like this is still slower!"

On this day, Lu Ming ended his practice and sighed.

Now, the law of chaos has reached a bottleneck, the distance is perfect, only one step away, it seems that it can be crossed at any time, but this time may be several months, it may be one or two years, which is hard to say.

Some people have been stuck for thousands of years.

Therefore, Lu Ming's main thought is now on the law of death and the law of devouring.

With the improvement of these two laws, his combat power will become stronger and stronger.

However, even with the cooperation of the Eye of Death, the improvement of the law of death is still too slow, making Lu Ming unsatisfied.

"I heard that there is an ancient battlefield in the City of Destiny, which contains a powerful gas of death and evil spirits. Many people who practice evil laws will practice there, and they are the most suitable for the cultivation of the law of death!"

Lu Ming thought.

He planned to go to that ancient battlefield to practice.

Now, there are about two months away from the battle in the ten places. Everyone is trying their best to improve their cultivation.

Because, I heard that this ten-place battle will have a great chance, and only the strong can get it.

Although Lu Ming is very strong now, he is even stronger in the middle, who knows, what terrible arrogance there are.

Now, does anyone break the emperor?

If there is a powerful Tianjiao, who has already entered the realm of Emperor Wu, the strength is absolutely terrifying. Lu Ming has a sense of urgency and wants to increase his strength faster.

He and Qiuyue, Longchen, and Huangli said aloud that they left the inn and headed towards the ancient battlefield.

That ancient battlefield, in the northern area of ​​the City of Destiny, is a battlefield left over from ancient times, where there is a silence, full of death and evil spirits.

Lu Ming was very fast, but it took a long time to reach the ancient battlefield.

This is a vast mountain, a piece of silence, looking at a glance, bare, without any soul.

Lu Ming stepped into it.

"The gas of death is really rich!"

As soon as he entered the mountain, Lu Ming felt that the gas of death here is very rich, which is very suitable for practicing the law of death.

Moreover, the deeper the depth of death, the more intense.

Lu Ming did not stop and went deep.

In this battlefield, he also found other people.

They are all people who practice evil and different exercises, or evil and different laws.

Lu Ming went deeper, and finally came to a short peak, then sat cross-legged, quietly comprehending the law of death.

Sure enough, comprehending the law of death here is several times faster than outside.

Every day, Lu Ming has a big harvest.

Three days later, Lu Ming's death rule reached about eighty-eight.

What Lu Ming didn't know was that there was a group of people on a high mountain outside the ancient battlefield.

This group of people, each shrouded in black robes, could not see clearly.

"That kid, practicing in that ancient battlefield!"

One of them reported to a man with a mask of death.

"Okay, I heard that the kid is the son of Chaos. If he was killed this time, it would definitely shake the place of God's life, hehehehe!"

The strong man with the mask of death sneered, and then commanded: "Wait a second, quick battle and quick decision, quickly slashed the kid, and left here for a long time, I am afraid that the powerful ones will come!"

"Yes!"

Some people in black robe bowed their lives.

"Go, I am guarding here. If those forces come, I will inform you to evacuate in time!"

Humane with a mask of death.

Then, those black robe figures flickered and left here one after another.

Lu Ming is practicing, and suddenly, he feels that his hair is exploding, and there is a great horror.

"not good!"

Lu Ming shuddered in his heart, he didn't think about it, his power exploded, and his body flew out of the place like a spring.

(End of this chapter)

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