Chapter 376 The Ancient Battlefield of Dongming

Boom! Boom!

Just then, a few terrifying breaths filled the sky, as deep as the ocean.

Everyone looked up in shock and saw four figures above the countless peaks.

These four figures were in four directions of the peak.

Each figure was shining with a brilliant light, either gold, red, or blue...

I couldn't see the real body at all, but the smell was amazing.

"The king, the king!"

"The king has appeared. The entrance to The ancient battlefield of dongming is about to open."

Someone shouted.

The tension between Lu Ming and the genius of the qianjiang river also eased.

Buzz! Buzz!

The four kings struck out, shining lights shooting out from their hands and into the many peaks.

At this moment, countless stone peaks glowed and countless Mingwen flashed.

"Boy, you'd better hand over those treasures. Otherwise, even if you don't kill you now and enter The ancient battlefield of dongming, you will die without a doubt!"

Liqiushui looked at lu ming coldly.

Lu Ming curled his lips and ignored him.

Liqiushui's face flushed red.

"Brother li, why are you talking so much to him? If you enter The ancient battlefield of dongming, just kill him directly. Not only do you want to kill him, but when you see people in the Emperor yun mountains, kill one by one until he gives in!"

Jiang chun sneered.

"That's right, it suits me. It's time for these barbarian aboriginals to know how powerful we are!"

The handsome young man sneered.

The genius of the Emperor yun mountains all turned pale when he said that.

There were so many people in the qianjiang river, and there were so many geniuses. If they did attack them, their trip to The ancient battlefield of dongming would be dangerous.

"Damn it, it's all Lu Ming's fault!"

Yangliuji roared in his heart. He was not strong enough to fight. If he met a strong person in the qianjiang river, he would be very unlucky.

"Go ahead!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"Hehe, The ancient battlefield of dongming will see!"

At this moment, Zhao Sui sneered and flew aside.

The geniuses of qianjiang river looked at them with unfriendly eyes and followed Zhao Sui to the side.

Buzz! Buzz!

At this time, countless stone peaks, more brilliant light, countless Mingwen emerged, condensed in the sky, and gradually converged into a large array.

"Open!"

The four kings shouted in unison.

Suddenly, the array condensed and a black whirlpool appeared in the sky.

This whirlpool was huge and boundless, covering the boundless rock peak.

"This... This is the entrance to The ancient battlefield of dongming? This is too big!"

Countless people were stunned.

"All right, The ancient battlefield of dongming is open, you're in!"

A majestic voice came from a king.

"Let's go in!"

"Let's go!"

Suddenly, the dense crowd flew towards the whirlpool.

"Remember, if you try to get together and enter, it's more likely that you'll be able to teleport to a similar distance when you reach The ancient battlefield of dongming!"

Lu Xiu ordered again.

The crowd nodded and a group of ninety-eight people rushed towards the whirlpool.

As soon as they rushed into the vortex, they felt a whirl, and Lu Ming and the others disappeared without a trace.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

...

Lu Ming began to feel a whirl of heaven and earth, and the next moment, an earth-shattering scream rang in his ears.

Lu Ming's eyes swept, and his pupils contracted sharply, startling him.

Ahead, in the sky, countless figures crisscrossed and the smell of blood filled the air.

Here, there was a fierce battle going on.

Boom!

There were big hands covering the sky, swords cutting through the sky, spears piercing through the sky, and flames burning everything.

Strong, too strong.

Countless of Lu Ming's unimaginable masters were fighting and the whole world was torn apart.

One by one, the most powerful men were killed and their bodies fell to the ground like dumplings.

"What's going on? Where is this?"

Lu Ming was shocked.

Whew!

Suddenly, a Sword light chopped towards lu ming.

This Sword light, as if it had been cut from the depths of the universe, had been torn apart, and the horror was boundless. Lu Ming's power was as insignificant as dust in front of this Sword light.

"Ah!"

Lu Ming howled. He didn't want to be killed just like that. He had to fight back.

Boom!

He felt his eyes darken. The next moment, he opened his eyes.

There was a gentle breeze on the buddha's noodles, and the fragrance of the flowers was fragrant.

Lu Ming found him standing on a prairie full of wild flowers.

The horrible battlefield just now disappeared without a trace.

"Was everything just an illusion? This is called The ancient battlefield of dongming, perhaps a reflection of the real scene back then."

Lu Ming guessed.

Perhaps everyone who had just entered would have seen that scene.

It was a combination of Immortality's will to fight, wandering between heaven and earth, time is hard to rot.

"This ancient battlefield is probably not simple. According to the ancient records, The ancient battlefield of dongming is just a corner of another ancient battlefield. It was separated from the original world and condensed by the powerful people of the heavenly god palace!"

Lu Ming thought.

At this moment, his expression moved, and a ten-thousand-mile note appeared in his hand.

A message came from inside. It was from Jian Fengyun. He gathered people from the Emperor yun mountains in a place.

"In the north, if you can receive a note from wanli, it means that it is within wanli, then go and have a look!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed.

He intended to act alone, but since it was not too far away, it was no harm to go and have a look.

His figure soared into the air and headed north.

Within ten thousand miles, they would arrive in a moment.

Dozens of people had gathered by a small lake.

They were all geniuses from the Emperor yun mountains.

When Lu Ming arrived, all eyes were on him.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, several figures flashed and surrounded lu ming in the middle.

It was Lan Yundao, Yan Feixun, and Yangliuji.

"Lu Ming, how dare you gather here? You're looking for death!"

"It's not easy to kill you outside, so The ancient battlefield of dongming has no such scruples!"

Lan Yundao, yan fei's voice was extremely cold.

"Just a few of you trash, you want to kill me? That's ridiculous!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved and he smiled faintly.

"Lu Ming, don't think that when you score a little higher than me in the qualifying match, you think that you are stronger than me. Now I'll let you know that I'm really good!"

"The great sun god fist!"

Yan Feixun roared, his fist shining, and a bright sun appeared, roaring towards the landing.

The power was several times stronger than Yangliuji's great sun god fist.

Boom!

Lu Ming was very direct. The spear was swept out and the wind and fire merged.

Poof!

The power of Yan Feixun's sun fist, like a small flame, was extinguished, and the awn of the gun continued to hit Yan Feixun.

Yan Feixun screamed and flew out like a cannonball for a thousand meters. He coughed up blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"How dare you say you're good?"

Lu Ming smiled.

(The end of this chapter)