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

Originally, with Lei Ding, Lu Ming was already able to compete with the old man in the purple gold robe, but now, Lu Ming actually put away the Lei Ding, and also lifted the blood fusion and walked towards the old man in the purple gold robe.

What is he doing? Unable to commit suicide?

Countless people are full of doubts?

"Pretend to be a ghost, what do you want to do?

The old man in the purple gold robe roared in his heart, holding the giant axe in both hands, and the true yuan frantically poured in, and at the same time controlled the domain, stimulating the power of the domain in the giant axe, and making the power of the giant axe to the extreme.

Swish!

The giant axe, bigger than a mountain, slashed down at the landing.

In the face of this axe, Lu Ming's face was calm, and he had no intention of using Lei Ding to fight.

"Hell Town!"

Lu Ming clenched his fists, his muscles squirmed, and on his body, the chaotic qi was permeated, especially in the fist, the chaotic qi was the strongest.

Chaotic artistic conception, Lu Ming finally displayed the chaotic artistic conception.

Lu Ming used the true yuan, the power of the nine dragon paths, and the power of the third bloodline as the foundation, and exerted the Heavenly Skill of Suppressing Prison, and then blessed it with the artistic conception of chaos, and blasted out a punch.

Thundered!

Lu Ming's fist seemed to be slow, but it was actually extremely fast towards the old man in the purple gold robe.

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

"Crazy, he's crazy, looking for death?"

"A generation of Tianjiao has fallen!"

Lu Ming's move caused a commotion.

Lu Ming gave up Lei Ding, lifted the blood fusion, and finally relied on his flesh and blood to fight against the emperor's spirit soldiers, isn't this crazy?

No one can figure out why Lu Ming would behave like this?

"Haha, whatever your madness, go die!"

Haiyu showed excitement in his eyes, his face was hideous, and he laughed in his heart.

In the audience, there was only one person, no, only one turtle, and he saw that he was tired, and that was Dandan.

"That's... That's the Chaotic Artistic Conception, Nest, when did Lu Ming master the Chaotic Artistic Conception?"

Dan Dan opened his mouth and stammered, and a pair of turtle eyes widened, full of incredulity.

Rumble!

In the midst of all the attention, Lu Ming's fist and the emperor's spirit soldier battle axe slammed together.

In everyone's imagination, Lu Ming would be crushed by the devastation, seriously injured by an axe, and even killed, but there was a scene that made everyone unbelievable.

The fist intersected with the tomahawk, and the tomahawk actually let out a violent roar, constantly vibrating.

At this moment, the old man in the purple gold robe seemed to have been bombarded by a terrifying force, his arms, and even his body trembled with the giant axe, and then his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Airplanes!

The giant axe shook, and the old man in the purple and gold robe could no longer hold the giant axe, and the giant axe came out of his hand and flew into the air.

Between heaven and earth, there is no sound.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes widened, their mouths wide open, and there seemed to be something stuck in their throats, unable to make a sound.

"Chaotic artistic conception, really chaotic artistic conception!"

Only Dan Dan muttered to himself.

Tweeted...

Bubbles are harmless to humans and animals, blinking innocent eyes, as if they are cheering for Lu Ming.

"This guy..."

Xie Nianqing whispered, even though he knew that Lu Ming had successfully cultivated the Chaotic Artistic Conception, he was still shocked by this power.

The Thunder Rhino Supreme, on the other hand, is completely petrified.

"The power of the Chaotic Artistic Conception is really amazing!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.

Legend has it that heaven and earth evolved from chaos, between heaven and earth, there is chaotic qi, which is the most original and most precious treasure, and legend has it that a wisp of chaotic qi can collapse the heavens and collapse the mountains, which is extremely heavy.

The chaotic artistic conception also has the characteristics of chaotic qi, which is extremely heavy and powerful, and with the Heavenly Skill of Suppressing Prison, it simply complements each other, and a punch blasts out, directly shocking the giant axe of the old man in the purple and gold robe, and through the giant axe, the old man in the purple and gold robe is injured.

"Kill!"

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

Rumble!

Where Lu Ming's fist passed, the sky began to collapse, like a black hole appearing in the air.

The chaotic artistic conception was pervasive, completely locking the old man in the purple gold robe.

The purple-gold robed old man's face changed wildly, and he roared, burst out with all his strength, and threw a punch, hoping to block it.

Rumble!

The moment the two fists intersected, the realm of the old man in the purple gold robe fell apart, and under the terrible pressure, it exploded.

Then, the strength of the purple-gold robed old man's fist was broken and slammed into his fist.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking sounded, even if the old man in the purple gold robe cultivated into a spirit body, it was useless, his palm was twisted and deformed, and his entire arm was twisted.

The purple-gold robe pulled the old man and screamed, his body retreated wildly, and he was knocked out of the distance of hundreds of miles, his face was pale, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

But the old man in the purple and gold robe didn't dare to stop at all, turned around and ran.

"Feng Yuan Jutsu!"

Lu Ming performed the Feng Yuan Technique, his body was like a phantom, a flicker, and he quickly approached the old man in the purple gold robe, and he was separated by a hundred miles, and he punched out.

The fist strength was pressed out, and the space in front of Lu Ming for hundreds of miles was shattered, and the terrifying fist power surged towards the old man in the purple gold robe like a raging flood.

This is the crushing of power, simple and direct, but there is no dodge.

The old man in the purple and gold robe could only fight back.

But now that he has lost the Emperor's Spirit Soldier, Lu Ming can suppress him even if he doesn't cast the Chaos Artistic Conception, he is not Lu Ming's opponent at all.

The fist was crushed, and the old man in the purple gold robe rolled in the air like a chicken, his body crackled, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly.

"It's time to finish!"

A deep voice sounded from Lu Ming's mouth, Lu Ming performed the Feng Yuan Technique, and instantly appeared in front of the old man in the purple gold robe, holding it in the void in his hand, and the chaotic artistic conception condensed a spear, the spear was like electricity, stabbing at the dantian of the old man in the purple gold robe.

"No, spare your life..."

The purple-gold robed old man roared, but Lu Ming was unmoved, and the spear stabbed straight down.

Burst!

The spear condensed by the chaotic artistic conception was extremely sharp, easily breaking through the opponent's spirit body, passing through the dantian hole, and piercing the opponent's spirit.

The power on the spear exploded, and the old man in the purple gold robe let out an unwilling and terrible scream, but after just one breath, there was no sound, and the vitality completely dissipated.

The old man in the purple and gold robe, the emperor of a generation, is dead!

"Oh my God..."

The onlookers, seeing this scene, felt numb and couldn't say a word at all.

"Impossible!"

Haiyu roared wildly, his eyes blood-red in disbelief.

"It's your turn!"

Lu Ming stared at Haiyu, his body moved, and he walked towards Haiyu.

"No..."

Haiyu was chilled and fled like crazy.

But the emperor can't escape in Lu Ming's hands, let alone him, Feng Yuanshu has extreme speed, chasing Hai Yu in an instant, a punch blasted out, the chaotic artistic conception was suppressed, Hai Yu screamed, his body was torn apart, and the spirit god also exploded.

For a supreme like Haiyu who has awakened a god-level ninth-level bloodline, he can't even stop Lu Ming's move.