Above each person's head, a number emerges, representing the number of battlefields to enter.

On the top of Lu Ming's head, the word 'eight' appeared, representing that Lu Ming was going to enter the No. 8 battlefield.

Lu Ming swept his eyes and found that there were some disciples of the Fu Puppet Sect, and they also appeared with eight characters.

Bai Chixue is actually the eighth.

And the fat man is No. 2, Ruan Tingting is No. 3, Phantom, and No. 4.

"Haha, Lu Ming, you are actually on the eighth, and that chick!"

Suddenly, an excited laugh came.

Lu Ming followed the prestige and found that it was Luo Tian who was laughing.

Above his head, the number eight also appeared.

His eyes were cold, and he looked at Lu Ming hotly, as well as Bai Chixue.

In addition, there are many Tianjiao who are assigned to No. 8, and they also look at Lu Ming and Bai Chixue one by one.

"Damn, Luo Tian's luck is against the sky, he is actually assigned to the same battlefield with Lu Ming and the chick, these two people are clearly fat, and they are lucky!"

"Yes, Luo Tian's luck is too good, the key is that there are no masters on the No. 8 battlefield, you see, the emperor god and others are not on the No. 8 battlefield. ”

"Battlefield No. 8, just a Tianjiao of the Heavenly Demon Valley, can compete with Luo Tian, there are no other masters who are too strong, Luo Tian's luck is too good, envy!"

All around, Tianjiao showed expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Lu Ming sneered, swept his eyes, and found that the emperor god was assigned to the number one, Ao Tu was the number seven, the blood sword was the number one and the third, Wang Yantian, the number two...

Some of them are stronger than Luo Tian, but they are not on the No. 8 battlefield.

At this moment, Luo Tian was so excited that he almost looked up to the sky and yelled.

Luck, his luck was too good.

Not only was he assigned to the same battlefield as Lu Ming, but those stronger Tianjiao were not assigned to the No. 8 battlefield, this luck was simply against the sky.

He looked at Lu Ming's gaze, full of cold murderous intent and fiery greed.

As excited as Luo Tian, there is also a Tianjiao of the Heavenly Demon Valley, this person is also the peerless Tianjiao of the Heavenly Demon Valley, his reputation is not weaker than Luo Tian, and he is also an extremely terrifying existence.

At this moment, his mood was exactly the same as Luo Tian's, and he was extremely excited.

And the Emperor God, the Blood Sword and the others, snorted coldly one by one, showing a look of pity, and actually missed Lu Ming.

In their opinion, Lu Ming's luck was destined to be taken away.

Jun Songjue and the others' faces were a little solemn.

"Lu Ming, Chixue, wait for the competition, the time is an hour, you try to delay the time, if the situation is not good, admit defeat immediately, you know? ”

Juniper admonished seriously.

"Senior Du, don't worry, I know what to do, but it's in vain..."

Lu Ming smiled slightly and looked at Bai Chixue.

saw Bai Chixue's eyes widen and stared at him for a moment.

"White... That, Chixue, wait a minute, as soon as you enter the battlefield, you will find a place to engrave the formation defense with all your might, I will go to you, if you are defeated, admit defeat as soon as possible!"

Lu Ming said.

"You're going to come to me, aren't you?"

Bai Chixue stared at Lu Ming and asked.

"That's... Yes!"

Lu Ming touched his nose speechlessly and said.

"Hee-hee, then I'll definitely hold on until you come to me!"

Bai Chixue laughed happily.

Lu Ming was even more speechless, and all around, Yan Maniac, Jun Songjue and others showed a 'so it is' expression and an inexplicable smile.

"If you are empty, you are on the same battlefield as the Emperor God, if you meet the Emperor God, you will admit defeat as soon as possible, you know?"

Juniper looked at Rukong and instructed.

Rukong is a disciple of Juniper Jue.

"Disciple knows!"

Nodding his head as soon as he was empty.

Airplanes!

At this time, there were fluctuations in the space, and Lu Ming and the others felt a force pulling, and they were pulled by the eight battlefields.

Lu Ming, Bai Chixue flew towards the light mask on the No. 8 battlefield.

As they approached the mask, their bodies shrank strangely, and finally disappeared into the mask.

The next moment, Lu Ming appeared in a barren mountain with stone walls.

The No. 8 battlefield is all barren mountains and stone walls, a desolate place, there is not a single grass or tree, there are stone walls and stones everywhere.

"I heard that in this battlefield, no matter what it is, it is very hard, try it!"

Lu Ming slammed a punch at a boulder.

Rumble!

The boulder, just one corner was blasted away, and the rest of the place, intact.

"It's so hard, although I didn't use all my strength, but the punch just now, if it was outside, several mountain peaks would have been shattered, and here, only one corner of a boulder could be shattered. ”

Lu Ming sighed secretly.

Here, you can explode your combat power to your heart's content.

"Go find Chixue!"

With a single step, Lu Ming's figure rose into the sky, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared into the sky.

Although this battlefield is 100,000 miles long and wide, it is really not big for those of them who participate in the battle for luck, and an hour is enough to go back and forth many times.

can turn into a python, the worst Tianjiao, is also at the level of Qin Qingshan.

After such a long time, Qin Qingshan's cultivation had already reached the Sevenfold Realm of the Spirit Sea.

It can be said that the weakest cultivators who participated in the war this time were all Tianjiao of the Seven Layers of the Spirit Sea.

The spiritual sea is sevenfold, how fast the speed is, it really doesn't take much time to span a distance of 100,000 miles.

Outside the battlefield, everyone also watched with wide eyes.

From the outside, the territory of 100,000 li has shrunk to ten li, which is 10,000 times smaller, and a person can hardly see it when he puts it inside.

But when they reached the Spirit God Realm, or even the Supreme, how terrifying their eyesight was, in their eyes, they could still clearly see the movements of everyone in the light mask.

"It's not good, there are masters who are heading towards Chixue!"

One of the elders of the Fu Puppet Sect shouted worriedly.

At this moment, Bai Chixue was in a stone forest, constantly inscribed inscriptions, arranged formations, and prepared for defense.

"I hope Chixue can't stand it, so admit defeat quickly!"

Juniper was a little worried.

Just now, they knew that Bai Chixue had obtained the inheritance of the emperor, and they were extremely excited, the value of Bai Chixue in their hearts, the tide is rising, Bai Chixue, there is nothing to do.

Even if he loses ninety percent of his luck, Bai Chixue can't be fine.

After Bai Chixue got the emperor's inheritance, during this time, the cultivation of the way of inscription cultivation has also improved a lot, and the hand commands the movement, and the endless inscription has not entered the mountains and forests.

In just a few minutes, I don't know how many inscriptions there are.

"Hahaha, it's the chick of the Fu Puppet Sect, I'm so lucky!"

With a loud laugh, a Tianjiao of the Heavenly Corpse Sect appeared.

This Tianjiao of the Heavenly Corpse Sect had a five-zhang long Qi Luck Dragon above his head, and his eyes were extremely hot staring at the ten-zhang long Qi Luck True Dragon above Bai Chixue's head, and he couldn't wait to swallow Bai Chixue in one gulp.

"This chick is mine!"

An icy voice rang out, the sky trembled, and another figure appeared.

This is a young man with cold eyes, full of demonic energy, and above his head, there is also a lucky dragon, which is six feet long.

"Hmph, if you want this chick's luck, it depends on your ability!"

Tianjiao, the young man of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, said coldly with a look in his eyes.

(End of chapter)