Mu Jue's body is extremely rich in murderous energy.

The flames on his body were jumping wildly, and above his head, blood was coming out.

Mu Jue's bloodline is a rattan, a rattan filled with flames, and there are nine golden chakras shining.

He cast a bloodline fusion and turned into a flame vine, and a terrifying aura filled the air.

"Give me death!"

The flame rattan waved, like a long whip, and rolled towards the landing, the blazing flames seemed to burn everything.

All around, the other young people all got up, their bodies shining with true yuan, surrounded by artistic conceptions, resisting the aftermath of the flames.

Touch!

Lu Ming ran the Prison Suppression Heavenly Skill, and slashed out with one palm, hitting a rattan with a dull collision.

Lu Ming felt a blazing flame permeating towards him, and his palms were slightly numb.

To be honest, Mu Jue is very strong.

The ninth-level bloodline of the god level, the cultivation of the sixfold peak of the spirit god, its combat power is extremely terrifying, and it is much stronger than the crocodile madness.

Whew!Whew!

The flame rattan swung and swung towards the landing.

This kind of rattan, under one blow, can tear the earth apart, the power is terrifying, Lu Ming's five-color artistic conception covers the whole body, and the power of the Heavenly Skill of Suppressing Prison is getting stronger and stronger, and palm after palm is split.

Bump! Bump! Bump!

Lu Ming's palm collided with the flame rattan continuously, and in the blink of an eye, he fought more than a dozen moves.

The two were evenly matched, which already shocked the others.

"It's so strong, this Lu Ming is so strong, it's incredible, he can actually skip the level and fight with Mu Jue!"

"It's really incredible, the Divine Desolate Continent, it's amazing!"

The others let out a sigh of amazement and looked at Lu Ming's gaze, full of fear.

They are all awakened god-level ninth-level bloodlines, and they are all existences standing at the pinnacle of all Tianjiao, and their combat power is incomparable, and fighting beyond the level is commonplace.

Tianjiao like them, it is almost impossible for others to overstep the level and fight, who is also a god-level ninth-level bloodline, who will be much worse than whom?

But now, Mu Jue, who has reached the sixfold peak of the Spirit God, has been overtaken and fought, and the one who has crossed the level is still from the not very famous continent of the Divine Desolate Continent.

"Ah, die, die!"

Mu Jue roared.

His cultivation is one level higher than Lu Ming, and he can't even beat Lu Ming, which makes him extremely angry.

If this spreads, his reputation will inevitably be greatly damaged.

What is a genius, a genius is to overstep and defeat others, not to be overtaken by others to fight, to be overtaken by others to fight, what kind of genius is it?

He was bound to be a joke.

He was angry, and he wanted to crush Lu Ming's bones to ashes.

He unleashed an even more furious attack.

"What is it called? Will the loud combat power become stronger? The sixfold peak of the spirit god, this point of combat power is really disappointing, it's time to end!"

Lu Ming smiled disdainfully.

Roar!

Above his head, Nine Dragons blood emerged.

"That's... His bloodline?"

"It seems to be the legendary Nine Dragons bloodline, but there is only the eighth level of the god level, and there is only the eighth level of the god level!"

As soon as Lu Ming's blood came out, it caused another uproar.

Lu Ming turned into a nine dragon, opened his mouth and roared, and the devouring power enveloped Mu Jue, making the flames and rattans tremble.

Bump! Bump...

Nine Dragons stepped continuously, and the Nine Dragons stepped into the sky, and the violent power bombarded the flame rattan.

There were several explosions in a row, and three flame rattans instantly exploded into smithereens.

Nine Dragons let out a long roar, and each of the nine claws grabbed a flame rattan and tore it hard, and the nine flame rattans were all torn off and turned into flames and flew around.

Touch!

The dragon swings its tail, and the tail of the Nine Dragons performs the Heavenly Skill of Suppressing Hell, and is drawn in the main position of the flame rattan.

The roots of the flame rattan were directly pumped out and slammed into the wall.

Rumble!

On the walls, there were endless inscriptions shining, but they were still violently shaken, and Mu Jue let out a miserable scream.

Completely suppressed, completely crushed.

After Lu Ming cast his bloodline fusion, he completely crushed Mu Jue.

Swish!

Jiulong's body twisted, and instantly appeared in front of Mu Jue's body, and the dragon claws were grabbed out continuously.

The roar continued, and there was a terrible scream from Mu Jue, which made many people shiver.

After more than a dozen moves in a row, Mu Jue finally couldn't resist it, and his bloodline collapsed and turned into his body.

At this time, he was disheveled, vomiting blood, covered in wounds, and miserable.

In the crowd, Mu Feng's face was pale, without the slightest blood.

Mu Jue, who had reached the sixfold peak of the Spirit God, was defeated, and the defeat was so miserable that he never dreamed of it.

He originally thought that he could borrow Mu Jue's hand to abolish Lu Ming in order to avenge his revenge for being beaten by Lu Ming that day, but he never expected that such a powerful Mu Jue would actually step into his footsteps.

"Brute, if you dare to hit me, you will die!"

Mu Jue roared angrily, hating Lu Ming to the core.

After today, he will definitely become the laughing stock of the Southern Shrine.

Jiulong shrank, Lu Ming turned into a human form, his eyes were cold, and he kicked Mu Jue's face, Mu Jue screamed, his head hit the wall heavily, and his face was deformed.

"Dare to threaten me, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now!"

The murderous intent on Lu Ming's body was so intense that it made Mu Jue's heart chill.

"Damn, shit..."

Mu Jue roared angrily in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Lu Ming's blood hair was fluttering, his eyes were blood-red, that killing intent was too strong, too cold, he really doubted that if he said more, Lu Ming would kill him.

Stretching out his hand and sucking it, the real yuan rolled, and the storage ring in Mu Jue's hand flew towards Lu Ming, and was grabbed by Lu Ming in his hand.

"This storage ring, take it as your punishment, compensate me for mental damage!"

Lu Ming slowly put away Mu Jue's storage ring.

"You... You can't do that..."

Mu wailed, that storage ring was all his savings.

Also, what kind of compensation for moral damages, and when it comes to compensation, doesn't he deserve to be compensated even more? He was beaten so badly?

"You want to die, don't you?"

Lu Ming's blood-red eyes condensed, so that Mu never dared to speak, but his body trembled slightly because of anger.

"Get out!"

Lu Ming said lightly and turned to leave.

If this was placed on the Divine Desolate Continent, it would have been slapped to death by Lu Ming, and here, after all, it is the Divine Ruins Continent, and Lu Ming was merciful when he first arrived.

Mu Jue glared at Lu Ming hatefully, staggered up, and walked towards the portal.

"Cousin, wait for me!"

Mu Feng's legs trembled, and he hurriedly followed Mu Jue and left here.

"Brother Pang, the sword-shaped stone you want!"

Lu Ming walked towards Pang Yuan and handed him the sword-shaped stone.

"Hahaha, Brother Lu's combat power is really admirable, that guy is arrogant and domineering, and today he finally kicked the iron plate!"

Pang Yuan laughed and handed the fire spirit root to Lu Ming.

"Brother Pang is polite!"

Lu Ming said.

Both of them have their own gains, and they are both happy.

"Interesting!"

The stunning woman in the red dress looked at Lu Ming, with a hint of curiosity and warlike intent in her heroic eyes.