Chapter 419: Plotting against you is not discussed
Suddenly, the circle barrier was shattered.
"Don't mess around!" shouted the Immortal Clan steward.
"Break!" Zhang Jun threw a few punches out again.
Strands of black gas emerged from around Zhang Jun.
The people of the Black Resentment Clan are not ordinary, unlike the Phantom Demon Clan, under the Black Sect's technique, the Demon Array began to shake.
The beast demon in the center, its face had been elongated, and its heart became nervous, and it shouted: "Boy, don't be too arrogant!"
The other party began to fight back, and the shattered magic demon formation was about to end.
Suddenly, the Three Pavilion Lords rushed directly towards the formation platform.
The Three Pavilion Lord's eyes sharpened, and he struck hard, hitting the top of the formation platform.
Bang bang bang!
"Three Pavilion Masters, what are you going to do?
The pupils of several immortal god clan bigwigs shrank, and they stared at the three pavilion masters in surprise.
Everyone naturally knew that the Third Pavilion Lord had long wanted to be the head of the Immortal God Clan, and he should have made a move when the land Ming cast the Black Evil Spirit Technique.
Seeing that Sange took the initiative, they were a little surprised.
The cultivation and strength of the Three Pavilion Masters were above the Immortal Rank, and just now his move went down, causing the formation platform to shatter with a 'bang'.
The formation platform was undoubtedly destroyed, and the land on top of the formation platform was buried at once.
After that, the Three Pavilion Lords laughed heartily, the corners of their mouths raised, and they were very proud: "Lu Ming, you can't survive!"
Seeing this, Zhang Jun was a little blindsided, and when he saw that the formation platform was destroyed by the three pavilion masters of the Immortal God Clan, he immediately gathered with a few people from Ou Yadu.
"Zhang Jun, that's the Three Pavilion Masters of the Immortal God Clan. β
Gu Qiang introduced to Zhang Jun, oops, I almost forgot that these three pavilion masters and Lu Ming were not dealing with each other in the first place.
And the cultivation is extremely high, Lu Ming has never given the other party a chance to become bigger, so that today the three pavilion masters finally made a move.
Gu Qiang told Zhang Jun about the matter of the Three Pavilion Masters.
Only then did Zhang Jun understand what was going on, and he felt that the three pavilion masters had a grudge against Lu Ming.
Damn, if I had known that it was this kind of interest relationship, I would have found these three pavilion masters to secretly make it bad, as for myself today.
Suddenly, in the dust, Lu Ming spoke.
"Three Pavilion Masters, are you too naΓ―ve! Lao Tzu is not dead yet, I disappointed you, I'm sorry!"
"Oh no way! Damn, you're not dead!"
When the Three Pavilion Master heard this, he chuckled in his heart several times.
This time it's over, they're still alive!
He was very surprised, and looked at the formation platform, and couldn't help but get nervous and embarrassed, the formation platform of the Black Evil Spirit Technique was damaged.
Lu Ming is supposed to die, why is this happening?
Could it be that the Black Evil Soul Spell has just finished casting?
Soon, Lu Ming walked out of the black qi and came out with a faint smile on his face.
Zhang Jun and the others looked over, only to see that Lu Ming was no longer decadent, and his complexion was much better.
"That's right, the Black Evil Magic really didn't work out. β
Lu Ming said unhappily: "However, when the formation was broken, Lao Tzu's cultivation had been improved to several levels, and it was already a high-level immortal!"
Even if the Black Evil Soul Technique is broken.
Lu Ming can undoubtedly continue to live well!
As soon as the Three Pavilion Masters thought of this, he was about to be so angry that he vomited out his old blood.
It's impossible, it's too much of a coincidence.
Lu Ming wanted to break through to the high level of the immortal level, I don't know how long he had worked hard, but today he suddenly succeeded.
it!
The master of the three pavilions wanted to scold the three-character scripture, which called him how to play.
"That, boss, then congratulations, you should thank me for helping you break through just now, hehe. β
The three pavilion masters were somewhat helpless: "I'm also doing this for your good." β
Zhang Jun listened, with a long black line.
These three pavilion masters are quite good at arguing, and this reason is invincible.
"Third Pavilion Master, what are you farting?" Lu Ming's eyes were a lot colder.
I especially use you to help Lao Tzu break through!
The Third Pavilion Lord saluted embarrassedly: "That, you have such a high level of cultivation, you are going to leave the cultivation realm and enter the mysterious place, our Immortal God Clan I will help you defend it, don't kill me, right?"
Lu Ming squinted and pondered, it was true.
After that, he said indignantly: "Count your luck today, and I'll clean you up when Lao Tzu comes back!"
"Obey!" the three pavilion lords saluted, and then they were really relieved.
Lu Ming doesn't kill the Three Pavilion Masters now, and he will teach him a lesson in the future, so it's good to be alive anyway.
After that, Lu Ming stared directly at Zhang Jun, Ou Yadu, Wei Weicai, and a few strong grains.
"Zhang Jun, stinky boy, I should have nothing to do with you, right?" Lu Ming had resentment in his eyes.
People who are about to die, cast a spell and want to live a few more days, can't this work, Zhang Jun, this kid actually came to make trouble.
"Zhang Jun, are you looking for trouble?"
Zhang Jun stared at Lu Ming and said with a smile: "Master Lu, what you said is right. β
"Don't you want to harm me, then I'll kill you so that you won't be in trouble in the future!" Lu Ming immediately exuded a powerful magic qi.
For a while, there was a demonic aura around Zhang Jun, which was very terrifying.
The land roared in place, and he was like a giant beast.
Zhang Jun, Ou Yadu, and Wei Weicai were shocked.
Lu Ming is really not afraid of being the head of the Immortal God Clan, his strength is not to be said, just now his cultivation has broken through to the high level of the Immortal Rank, of course, it is even more powerful.
Zhang Jun swallowed his saliva, well, this level is really not covered, it's really not easy to mess with!
Zhang Jun looked at Lu Ming: "Master Lu, this way, I'll discuss it with you." β
"What's there to discuss, boy, don't you want to play any tricks!"
Lu Ming stared at Zhang Jun with disdain.
Zhang Jun's mouth is a well-known pit man, so Lu Ming began to be vigilant, he didn't want to be pitted by this stinky boy.
However, Lu Ming is very confident in his strength.
Although Zhang Jun is powerful, there are peerless swordsmanship and black sect skills, however, Zhang Jun's cultivation and strength are below Lu Ming, so Lu Ming is not afraid of Zhang Jun's kid.
Zhang Jun said lightly: "Lu Ming, don't you want to know how the Black Resentment Clan's Black Sect Method I used is cultivated?"
"Huh?"
Lu Ming's eyes flickered.
He looked at Zhang Jun and said, "Boy, what the hell are you going to do? If you want to express it, hurry up, don't waste time!"
"The people here are too complicated, and the affairs of the Black Resentment Clan are not ordinary. β
Zhang Jun looked around, looking mysterious.
"Well, I'll talk to you in the study, how about it?"
After hearing this, Lu Ming frowned, Zhang Jun, this kid is going to do something again.
Zhang Jun smiled and said, "Lu Ming, you can't believe me? Now your cultivation is a few layers above me, what are you afraid of?"
"You've got a point!"
Lu Ming pondered for a long time and then nodded.
"Alright, let's go in and talk!"
Lu Ming still has no worries about Zhang Jun, what he cares about is Zhang Jun's mouth.
Just now Zhang Jun mentioned the Black Resentment Clan, which had to make Lu Ming interested.
Lu Ming had just seen Zhang Jun using the Black Resentment Clan's Black Sect Qi, which was very unexpected, Zhang Jun was just a person from the cultivation realm.