Chapter 5867

Facing the crisis, Lu Ming didn't hesitate, Wan Dao Xianji was running, and a gun burst out from Lu Ming's eyebrows, colliding with the spear that was stabbing rapidly.

With a bang, the opponent's attack was blocked, the spear trembled, and he took two steps back.

But after taking two steps back, the opponent's offensive resumed, and the spear, like a phantom, stabbed at Lu Ming again, at an extremely fast speed.

But at this time, Lu Ming had already slowed down, and a long spear also appeared in his hand, and he stabbed forward.

The two long spears collided continuously in the air, and hundreds of hits were made in the blink of an eye.

"Xia Clan? What a formidable strength."

Lu Ming was shocked.

At this moment, he could see clearly that this was a young man with loose hair, not very handsome, but full of wildness, judging from the original breath of life, he was clearly from the Xia clan.

The Xia clan, with guns, is powerful...

That pot!

Lu Ming immediately thought of assassinating Hua Yang, as well as those masters in the Ancient Sly Palace, the Yongye Palace, and the Colorless Palace.

The person who let him take the blame is probably the person in front of him.

This person, who has incorporated more than 96,000 profound meanings of chaos, should be less than 99,000. No wonder he was able to kill Hua Yang.

The power of the two is condensed in the spear, and there is no overflow of power between the collisions.

Lu Ming was naturally afraid of hurting other people, and the other party seemed to have some scruples, didn't he want to hurt other Xia people?

After exchanging hundreds of moves, the opponent turned around and left, rushing out of the formation.

This is exactly what Lu Ming wanted. Within the formation, Lu Ming always had scruples and couldn't use it.

Lu Ming quickly chased after him, and when the formation was out, Lu Ming's speed increased sharply, and he caught up with the opponent in a blink of an eye.

The other party seemed surprised by Lu Ming's speed. Seeing that he couldn't run away, he suddenly turned around and shot back with a carbine.

when!

The attacks of the two collided again.

But this time, Lu Ming's strength exploded to 100%, and he used the Promise Spear Manual.

There was a violent roar, overflowing with energy, the opponent's spear bent into an arc, his body flew backward like a meteor, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Say, why did you kill me?"

Lu Ming spoke indifferently, stepped on his feet, and approached quickly, and the spear smashed down towards the opponent like a pillar of Optimus.

As the Xia Clan, the opponent was a master who assassinated the major halls, but he actually wanted to kill him before, and Lu Ming took the blame for the opponent, so it was impossible for Lu Ming to let the opponent escape.

The other party remained silent and swung his gun upwards to resist Lu Ming's attack.

But when the spear was pressed down, the opponent fell like a meteorite and hit the ground, coughing up blood.

The strength of the opponent is not weak, it can be said to be extremely strong, there are more than 96,000 kinds of chaos secrets, and they are also among the top few existences in the major halls.

But compared with Lu Ming, there is still a big gap.

Just as Lu Ming was about to continue attacking and severely injure the opponent, his spiritual sense jumped, and the gun immediately changed and swept out.

On his right side, at some unknown time, stood a figure.

This is a woman, beautiful in appearance, adult in shape, but not from the Xia clan, her skin is earthy yellow with a metallic luster.

Seeing Lu Ming's long spear sweeping towards him, the woman stood still, waved a metallic palm, and slapped it on the long spear.

Suddenly, Lu Ming felt an unparalleled force coming from the spear, and he couldn't help but retreated violently. He felt his blood surge. It could be seen that there was a shallow palm print on the spear.

Lu Ming gasped.

The opponent's combat power is terrifying. Judging from the remaining immortal power of the spear, the opponent has incorporated more than 99,000 kinds of chaos secrets.

"Stone Spirit Race, how is it possible?"

Lu Ming was shocked.

He wouldn't be so surprised if the other party came from the Twelve True Palaces, from the Supreme Honored Clan.

But the opponent is obviously the Stone Spirit Race.

The Stone Spirit Clan, one of the Twelve Dust Clans in the Real Universe, had the same fate as the Xia Clan, and was also one of the Dust Clans that were put into the Real Universe by the Twelve True Palaces as tools to reproduce.

How could such a terrifying master be born in the Stone Spirit Race? This level, in all the major halls, belongs to the number one master.

In the real universe, where there is a lack of resources and expert guidance, how did you get to this point in cultivation?

"Yes, Lu Shi, your strength is good, exceeding my expectations."

The stone spirit woman opened her mouth, but did not continue to attack.

That Xia clan man stood behind the Stone Spirit clan woman like a guard.

"Who are you? Why did you kill me?"

Lu Ming asked in a cold voice, the celestial power spread all over his body, and he was ready to strike at any time.

"We didn't intend to kill you, but just tested you to see how strong you are. First, let me introduce myself. My name is Shi Ling, and his name is Lin Chen. We are from 'Transcendence'."

The stone spirit tribe woman said.

"Detached from the organization?"

Lu Ming was very surprised.

He had heard of this name before, in the Imperial Capital of Dayue, he had heard it mentioned by Liu Qing and Haoshou Guoshi by chance, and he had seen similar records.

This is a legendary organization in the real universe.

It is said that this organization is extremely mysterious. It does not participate in the struggles of various ethnic groups, but specializes in absorbing geniuses from various ethnic groups.

In the past dynasties, the most talented and powerful people, and even the world-famous masters suddenly disappeared, and it is said that they all joined this organization.

Legend has it that the strength of this organization is unfathomable, surpassing all major races and dynasties in the Great Universe.

But it has always been a legend, and no one has proved it, because those who knew it have disappeared.

Lu Ming has always regarded it as a legend and didn't think it was true. He didn't expect to actually meet the members of the organization today.

Also, this woman's name is also very interesting, she named herself after the Stone Spirit Clan.

"You should have heard of the 'Transcendence' organization. We specialize in recruiting talented experts from the twelve tribes. Among us, there is no distinction of race. Everyone is like-minded brothers and sisters. Your strength is very strong. How about joining us? ?”

Shi Ling said.

Naturally, Lu Ming would not agree to join an inexplicable organization, and asked instead: "Why do you want to kill the masters of the Great Hall?"

Now that he was blamed, Lu Ming must figure out the reason.

"The reason why our detachment organization exists is to wait until the Zhenquan Conference, hunt down the masters of the Twelve True Halls, and make them pay a heavy price."

Having said this, Shi Ling's eyes showed hatred, and he continued: "Every thousand stellar years, the Twelve True Palace will select twelve dust clans to be put into the real universe, and they will be raised as livestock and become tools for their competition. , but we are not livestock, we are not tools, we are intelligent creatures, we are no humbler than anyone else, why did we end up like this? I want to let them taste the taste of being hunted."

The more he talked, the more intense Shi Ling's hatred became, and the more obvious his killing intent became.

"You guys already knew about the Zhenquan Conference?"

Lu Ming asked, even more surprised.

As far as he knows, after each Zhenquan Conference, the creation realm powerhouses of the Twelve True Halls will take action to send out the remaining souls, and then erase all traces in the real universe, in order to let the next batch of The twelve dust clans reproduce normally.

For example, the people in the Imperial Capital of Dayue had no idea that their destiny was just a tool for others to practice and compete, and they had been multiplying normally.

But the detachment organization obviously knew about it long ago, otherwise it would not have been established to hunt and kill the masters of the Twelve True Halls.