The moment he heard this, Lu Yuan knew that Zong Ziming was coming.

Moreover, through some of the breath and the power of the divine soul revealed in these words, Lu Yuan had already judged that Zong Ziming had indeed broken through to the realm of demi-saints!

Hearing this voice, people on both sides looked up at the sky, as if they were looking for Zong Ziming's figure.

Soon, everyone saw Zong Ziming appear in the distance, walking leisurely in the air, slowly walking towards this side.

When everyone saw this scene, their eyes couldn't help but pass through a deep look of amazement and envy.

Flying in the air is an ability that only exists at the level of land immortals or above.

And that kind of is just flying, far less chic than Zong Ziming is now.

Zong Ziming stood with his hands behind his back, and his steps were slowly walking in the air, as if there was some support under his feet, as if he was walking on the ground.

And the distance of each small step is close to the end of the world, and with every small step, Zong Ziming's body has traveled nearly a thousand meters.

"Is this the power of the Demi-Saint?"

The people below couldn't help but exclaim as they watched this scene.

This was the first time they had seen a demi-saint-level powerhouse, Yin Wuya had never shown up, except for the four of Lian Wanrong, no one had ever seen Yin Wuya's methods.

So when they saw the power of the demi-saint for the first time, their eyes were full of amazement and awe.

In the blink of an eye, Zong Ziming came here from the distant horizon.

"Now, do you know if it's true or false that I broke through to a demi-saint?"

At this time, Zong Ziming can be described as high-spirited and confident.

He stood in the air, his hands behind his back, his eyes full of pride and confidence.

He looked at Lu Yuan in his gaze, and there was no previous solemnity and worry, as well as the fear of the Void Devouring Flame.

At this time, his eyes were full of banter and mockery, as if Lu Yuan was a plaything in his eyes.

Ever since he had broken through to the demi-saint, he had come to understand how big the gap between the demi-saint and the Great Perfection was, and it was simply an insurmountable barrier.

It was precisely because of this that he was full of confidence in himself at this time, thinking that with the strength of a demi-saint, he would definitely let Lu Yuan die in his hands without resistance.

"As far as I know, with your strength and qualifications, you shouldn't be able to complete a breakthrough?"

Lu Yuan still had some doubts in his heart, after all, in this era of the end of the law, Zong Ziming was not a heavenly asset like Yin Wuya, and it was impossible for him to break through to the realm of a half-saint no matter what.

But now Zong Ziming has indeed made a breakthrough, which makes him a little puzzled.

Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Zong Ziming was also stunned, and his face couldn't help but be a little gloomy.

Lu Yuan's words were simply scolding him around the corner, saying that his qualifications were not good, and it was impossible for him to break through to the realm of semi-saints.

And the reason why his face was gloomy and his mood was that according to common sense, he really couldn't break through to the half-saint realm in his life, especially in this era of the end of the law.

But there is no way, the epiphany is wonderful and indescribable, the state is coming, and the cultivation is to go all the way without hindrance.

"The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and one of them is a fixed number and a variable!"

"In this era of the end of the law, although there is no chance of breakthrough, but everything has a glimmer of life, and the Heavenly Dao is naturally not excluded, I just grabbed the last trace of luck on the earth, I am the one, the variable!"

Zong Ziming had a smug expression on his face.

"When I tried to break through, I gathered the last trace of luck in this heaven and earth, and thus entered the state of epiphany, thus breaking through to the realm of demi-saints!"

"This is what Lord Yin told me, I am the son of luck in this era, I am destined to be the protagonist for thousands of years to come, the person who carries the luck of the cultivators of the Heavenly Empire!"

Zong Ziming's momentum became stronger and stronger, and his confidence also reached its peak at this moment.

Even, Lu Yuan also found that Zong Ziming seemed to be shrouded in the will of heaven and earth.

It's just that the will of heaven and earth is too weak today and is useless, but it shows the truth of what Zong Ziming said.

"Luck. ”

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but shake his head secretly in his heart, as if he was a little speechless about Zong Ziming's good luck.

As Zong Ziming said, there is no absolute era of the end of the law, although there is no chance of breakthrough in this era, this is only relative.

If you grasp the glimmer of vitality and variables that have escaped, then there will be no miracles.

Today's Zong Ziming obviously seized this last glimmer of opportunity and made a breakthrough.

But even so, there was not the slightest fear in his heart.

After all, he was just a half-saint who had just broken through, far inferior to Yin Wuya's and other old half-saints, and for him, it was not without a chance at all.

"The son of the era is destined to have only one, so you have only one way to die!"

After Zong Ziming finished speaking, he looked at Lu Yuan with cold eyes, and his body exuded this strong killing intent, as if he had pronounced a death sentence on Lu Yuan in his heart.

As soon as he thought that as long as he killed Lu Yuan, he would be able to successfully take over Ten Thousand Realms City, as well as the terrifying five thousand spirit trees in Ten Thousand Realms City, his heart was excited.

I can't help but think that this is the luck of the son of the times, who was born to have all the treasures in the world.

"It's a pity!"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan did not show the slightest expression of fear on his face, but shook his head and said with a sigh.

"It's a pity?"

Hearing this, Zong Ziming was also a little confused about what kind of medicine was sold in Lu Yuan's gourd.

Not only Zong Ziming, but when everyone below heard Lu Yuan's words, they all wondered what Lu Yuan was pitying, could it be that he was pity for Ten Thousand Realms City?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but be shocked, did Lu Yuan himself think that there was no chance of winning this battle?

"I'm in a pity, I finally got lucky, won the favor of heaven and earth, and broke through to the realm of half-saints, but I didn't know whether to provoke me alive or dead, and I ended up in a situation of death, but it's a pity that this last trace of luck fell on a person who broke through the half-saint and fell in less than a month. ”

Lu Yuan didn't care about everyone's expressions, looked at Zong Ziming with his own care, and said slowly.

"Wow!"

Hearing Lu Yuan's words, the scene was in an uproar, and everyone's eyes looking at Lu Yuan were full of incredulity.

They never expected that after confirming that Zong Ziming was already a half-saint powerhouse, Lu Yuan would still say such things.

Listening to the meaning of Lu Yuan's words, it seems that he didn't put Zong Ziming, a newly promoted half-saint, in his eyes at all?

And it seems that he is very confident in this battle, and he still has the idea of slashing Zong Ziming in front of the battle.

"Haha, I know you've always been arrogant, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant, it's really hopeless. ”

When Zong Ziming heard Lu Yuan's words, he was stunned at first, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Since you are so confident, then don't say more, I will use my strength to tell you, it will only take advantage of your tongue, it is useless, and let you understand the horror of the demi-saint!"

After Zong Ziming finished speaking, the aura on his body was released in an instant, without reservation, making everyone in this world feel a strong pressure.

Even Lu Yuan also felt waves of pressure from Zong Ziming, this pressure was very familiar, it was pressure from a demi-saint!

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