Lu Ming sat under the ancient tree of enlightenment, devoting himself to cultivation.

Three days go by in a flash!

"It's too slow, there's no big war, such a blind penance, the speed is too slow!"

Lu Ming finished his cultivation and whispered.

In fact, he realized the Tao under the ancient tree of enlightenment, and with the assistance of the Heavenly Dao Stone, the speed of cultivation was not slow, but compared with the speed of training in the fight, it was naturally much worse.

"The sky is arrogant here, and there are just someone to spar with, wouldn't it be a pity to miss it!"

Lu Ming smiled, changed into a set of black robes, walked out of the mountain and river map, and walked towards the outside of Dark Water City.

Out of Darkwater City, looking at the lake not far away, I saw many young people standing above the lake, and there were also two young people, fighting fiercely.

Lu Ming's palm glowed, and a Shura mask appeared in his hand, and then brought it to his face, suddenly with a fierce and vicious temperament.

This Shura mask, Lu Ming used it when his cultivation was not high, and with its material, when he encountered a high-level powerhouse of the Martial Emperor, he could see through it at a glance.

But Lu Ming covered it with true yuan, and others couldn't see through it.

Wearing the Shura mask, Lu Ming stepped forward and walked towards those young people, with an icy aura on his body.

Some people were shocked and looked at Lu Ming one after another, and saw Lu Ming wearing a Shura mask, showing a look of surprise.

"Hmph, a Martial Emperor Ninefold person, wearing a mask, playing tricks on the mysterious, pretending to be a god and a ghost!"

Someone snorted coldly and looked at Lu Ming with cold eyes.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Lu Ming made a move, stepped out, appeared above the person who spoke, and stepped out.

A heavenly foot condensed out, like the foot of a god, and stepped towards the one who spoke.

"Look for death!"

The man roared, and the true yuan erupted, and the momentum soared into the sky, condensing into a war knife, and slashing towards Lu Ming.

On top of the sword, there is also the power of the law.

This person is a powerhouse of the second stage of the Half-Saint, the existence of a superior spirit body, and his combat power is amazing.

Just when many people thought that Lu Ming was going to be killed with a knife, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

Rumble!

The Celestial Foot stomped down, the sword crumbled, and the Giant Foot continued to fall.

The person in the second stage of the demi-saint was directly smashed into the lake below by Lu Ming, spitting blood.

"Kill!"

Lu Ming shouted, his fist glowed, and a punch burst out.

A terrifying fist seemed to pierce the void and blasted towards the lake below.

Rumble!

The lake was monstrous, the waves were gusting, and the lake water in that area was spread out in all directions by the fist, revealing the bottom of the lake.

I saw that a huge pit appeared at the bottom of the lake, and the person of the second stage of the half-saint, lying in the pit, had no breath and was killed by Lu Ming.

Lu Ming stretched out his hand and sucked it, Zhenyuan was like a ribbon, and rolled up the other party's storage ring, and the lake water flowed back, and that Tianjiao stayed at the bottom of the lake forever.

"It's so strong!"

Many people were shaken.

This person with the mask of Shura, although his cultivation is only the ninth level of the Martial Emperor, he is by no means pretending to be a god and a ghost, but an extremely terrifying existence.

"Which force is this?"

Some people speculated.

After all, there are too many emperor-level forces, and every day, there will be Tianjiao of emperor-level forces joining, and no one knows what kind of Tianjiao will appear.

Swish!

Lu Ming's eyes were like electricity, cold as a knife, and he scanned all directions.

Some people were swept by Lu Ming's gaze, and they couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.

"You, fight me!"

Lu Ming's gaze was fixed on a blood-robed youth, and he stepped out directly, blasting towards the blood-robed youth with a punch.

After coming to the Hundred Clans Battlefield for several months, Lu Ming had become accustomed to the rules here.

Here, there are no rules, only honing and challenging, here, you don't need any reason for who you want to do it to.

Lu Ming came to find a master to fight, he didn't want to waste time, so he took the initiative to attack.

"Don't think that if you kill a waste, you can fight me, kill!"

Seeing that Lu Ming dared to make a move against him, the blood-robed young man suddenly burst out with an astonishing killing intent that filled his body with bloody light, and with a wave of his palm, a blood-colored palm print blasted towards Lu Ming.

Boom! Boom!

Lu Ming threw two more punches in a row, bombarded with the blood-colored palm print, sending out terrifying fluctuations, Lu Ming's fist strength was directly dispersed, and the blood-colored palm print did not stop, with the power of the terrible law, it bombarded towards Lu Ming.

"Amazing, the Heavenly Spirit Body is really powerful!"

Lu Ming was not surprised, and stepped forward, Zhenyuan frantically poured into the Liuyuan glove, and blasted out with a punch, crushing the blood-colored palm print, and continued to kill towards the blood-robed youth.

This blood-robed young man is an existence of a heavenly spirit body, a Tianjiao of the same level as the Phoenix Spirit and Wan Tiancheng.

Lu Ming wants to do it, and the characters he chooses are naturally extremely strong and weak, so what is the effect.

"Blood Demon Mudra!"

The blood-robed young man roared, the blood light was filled, and his body seemed to be about to turn into a rich blood qi, and the law of blood burst out, and a huge palm print was formed, suppressing Lu Ming, and wanted to slap Lu Ming into flesh.

Lu Ming's body glowed, bright spots shone one one after another, and twelve holy soldiers emerged.

As soon as Lu Ming held the black dragon spear, the qi of the warrior was infused, and the chaotic realm covered it, turning into a spear like a mountain, and stabbing out towards the sky.

Rumble!

A shocking roar rang out, and the gunshots and blood-colored palm prints dissipated at the same time.

"That's the secret of ten thousand soldiers, he is a man of ten thousand families!"

"Wanjia actually has such a terrifying Tianjiao, the Martial Emperor Jiuzhong, so powerful?"

Some exclaimed, incredulous.

"People of the Wan family, kill them!"

The blood-robed young man was extremely strong, the killing machine was cold, and he stepped away, and the blood qi on his body became more and more intense, as if it had turned into a round of blood.

Crash!

In his hand, a blood flag appeared.

He waved the blood flag, and the blood flag grew sharply, carrying a sea of blood, and wrapped it towards Lu Ming.

"Broken!"

The black dragon spear in Lu Ming's hand was suddenly thrown out, like a black lightning, about to penetrate the sea of blood, and at the same time, Lu Ming held a holy soldier battle sword, stepped out, and slashed out with a sword, a shocking sword qi, as if to split the heavens and the earth.

The sea of blood was split, but after a while, it coalesced again.

The black dragon spear flew back again, but returned in vain.

The sea of blood was filled, and the blood flag covered the sky and the sun, enveloping Lu Ming in it.

"Turn me into a pool of blood!"

The blood-robed youth spoke indifferently.

"The person with the Shura mask is finished, and he is shrouded in the blood prison banner of the blood prison prince, and he will definitely turn into a pool of blood!"

"That's right, the combat power of the Blood Prison Boy is amazing, as soon as the Blood Prison Banner comes out, even Tianjiao at the same level as him will not dare to be shrouded in it, although the combat power of the masked man is terrifying, but after all, he is only the Martial Emperor Jiuzhong!"

"Another Tianjiao has fallen!"

In all directions, there were bursts of discussions, and even the two young men who were fighting fiercely at the beginning had already stopped fighting.

Lu Ming was shrouded in the Blood Prison Flag, covering the sky and the sun, and when he looked around, all of them were blood flags and a sea of blood.

A terrifying blood qi constantly infiltrated Lu Ming, wanting to refine Lu Ming into a pool of blood.

Lu Ming resisted with the Chaos Domain, and the Chaos Domain resounded with bursts of sneering sounds.

(End of chapter)