Chapter 1622

Lu Ming sits under the ancient tree of enlightenment and practices with one heart.

Three days passed by in a flash!

"It's too slow. There's no big war. It's too slow for such a hard work."

Lu Ming finished his practice and whispered.

In fact, the speed of his practice under the ancient tree and assisted by the stone of heaven is not slow, but it is much worse than the speed of training in the battle.

"The sky is as proud as a cloud here. It's a pity to miss someone to practice with."

Lu Ming smiles, changes a set of black robes, out of the mountain and river map, toward the dark water city.

Out of the dark water 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 glows, and a Shura mask appears in her hand, and then she carries it on her face. All of a sudden, she has a ferocious temperament.

This Shura mask was used by Lu Ming when he was not very good at it. With its material, you can see through it at a glance when you meet a strong person at the top of Emperor Wu.

But Lu Ming covered it with real yuan, and others could not see through it.

Wearing a Shura mask, Lu Ming strides forward towards those young people with a cold breath on her body.

Some people are startled and look at Lu Ming one after another. Seeing Lu Ming wearing a Shura mask, they are surprised.

"Humph, a man of the nine heavyweights of the emperor of martial arts, wearing a mask, making a mystery and pretending to be a ghost!"

Someone hums coldly and looks at Lu Ming coldly.

Boom!

All of a sudden, Lu Ming starts to step out and appears in the sky over the one who opens his mouth.

The foot of a giant sky condenses out, just like the foot of a God, and steps towards the person who opens his mouth.

"Looking for death!"

The man screamed, and Zhenyuan broke out, and his momentum soared to the sky. He condensed into a sword and chopped at Lu Ming.

Above the sword, there is the power of law.

The second stage of this man's existence is the first and the second stage.

When many people thought that Lu Ming was going to be killed with a knife, the result was unexpected.

Boom!

Under the foot of giant sky, the sword collapses and the giant foot continues to step down.

The man of the second stage of the semi saint was directly hit by Lu Ming to the lake below with one foot and spat out blood.

"Kill!"

Lu Ming drinks, his fist glows and his fist blows out.

A terrible fist force, as if through the void, toward the lake below.

Boom!

The water of the lake is surging and waves are surging. The water in that area is spread to the four sides by the fist force, revealing the bottom of the lake.

I saw a huge pit at the bottom of the lake. The man of the second stage of the semi saint, lying in the pit, had no breath and was killed by Lu Ming.

Lu Ming reaches out and sucks. Zhenyuan is like a ribbon and rolls up the ring of the other party's storage. The lake flows back, and Tianjiao stays at the bottom of the lake forever.

"How strong!"

Many people were shocked.

This man with the mask of Shura, although only Wu huangjiu heavy, but by no means play tricks, but the strength of extremely terrible existence.

"Who is the pride of heaven?"

Some people speculate.

After all, there are too many imperial forces. Every day, Tianjiao of the Imperial forces will join in. No one knows what kind of Tianjiao will appear.

Shua!

Lu Ming's eyes are like electricity, cold as a knife, sweeping around.

Some people are swept by Lu Ming's eyes, but can't help but feel awe.

"You, fight me!"

Lu Ming's eyes are fixed on a young man with blood robes. He steps out directly and blows at him with a fist.

After several months in the Baizu battlefield, Lu Ming has been used to the rules here.

Here, there are no rules, only training and challenges, here, you want to fight who, no reason.

Lu Ming is to find the master to fight, he does not want to waste time, take the initiative to attack.

"Don't think you can fight with me if you kill a trash

Seeing that Lu Ming dares to attack him, the young man in the blood robe suddenly bursts into an astonishing killing opportunity. His whole body is covered with blood light. He waves out a bloody palm print, and blows at Lu Ming.

Boom! Boom!

Lu Ming bursts out two fists in succession. Together with the bloody palm print, Lu Ming sends out a terrible wave. Lu Ming's fist strength is directly dispersed. The bloody palm print is constantly bombarded with the force of terrible laws, towards Lu Ming.

"It's very powerful. The spirit of heaven is really powerful."

Lu Ming is not surprised but happy, and steps forward. Zhenyuan rushes into Liuyuan's gloves, blows out a fist, defeats the bloody palm print, and continues to kill the young man in blood robe.

This young man with blood robes is a celestial being. He is the same level of Tianjiao as Huangling and wantiancheng.

Lu Ming wants to start. The selected characters are naturally very strong and weak. What's the effect."Blood devil's big hand print!"

The young man in the blood robe roared with blood light. His body seemed to be turning into a strong blood gas. The law of blood burst out. A huge palm print was formed and pressed down towards Lu Ming. Lu Ming should be patted into flesh and mud,

Lu Ming's body was shining, and twelve holy soldiers emerged.

Lu Ming grabs the black dragon gun, which is filled with the spirit of War soldiers. The chaotic field covers it and turns into a spear like a mountain and pokes it out into the sky.

Boom!

Jingtian roar, gun awn and bloody palm print, at the same time dissipate.

"That's the secret of ten thousand soldiers. He's a man of thousands of families!"

"Ten thousand families actually produced such a terrible Tianjiao, and Wu huangjiu was so powerful?"

Some people exclaimed, unbelievable.

"People of all families, take care of them!"

The young man in the blood robe is extremely strong, and the opportunity to kill him is cold. He steps out of the sky, and his blood is becoming more and more intense, as if to turn into a sea of blood.

Whoa!

In his hand, a blood flag appeared.

He waved the blood flag, the blood flag rapidly increased, with the sea of blood, toward Lu Ming wrapped in the past.

"Broken!"

The black dragon gun in Lu Ming's hand is suddenly thrown out. It is like a black lightning that wants to penetrate the sea of blood. At the same time, Lu Ming holds a holy soldier's sword, steps out, and cuts out with one sword. It's like splitting the heaven and earth.

The sea of blood was split, but after a while of tumbling, it gathered together again.

The black dragon gun, flew back again, without success.

The sea of blood filled the sky, and the blood flag covered the sky and covered Lu Ming.

"Turn it into a pool of blood for me!"

The young man in the blood robe spoke coldly.

"The man with the Shura mask is finished, and he is covered with the blood prison flag of the blood prison master. There is a way to die, and he will surely turn into a pool of blood!"

"Yes, the bloody prison master's fighting power is amazing. Even if Tianjiao is at the same level as him, he dare not be shrouded in it. Although the fighting power of the masked man is terrible, he is only the emperor of martial arts."

"Another Tianjiao has fallen!"

From all sides, there were bursts of discussion. Even the two youths who had been fighting fiercely at the beginning had already stopped fighting.

Lu Ming is covered by the blood prison flag, covering the sky and blocking the sun. Looking around, Lu Ming is all blood flags and sea of blood.

A kind of terrible blood gas, constantly seeping towards Lu Ming, to refine Lu Ming into a pool of blood.

Lu Ming resists with the chaos field, and the chaos field is filled with hissing voices.

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