"It's good that you've figured it out. If you do something big, how can you be caught up in your children's affairs?"
Xuan yuan nodded and continued, "Heavenly corpse sect, it only took 300 years to expand to its current strength. It is incomparably strong. In my opinion, it won't be long before the strength of the Heavenly corpse sect can surpass that of the Heavenly corpse sect. The forgery sect and the heavenly god palace are bound together. Sooner or later, they will be destroyed. How can we die together with him?"
"Now, the Heavenly corpse sect values a treasure within the forging sect. It is about to take action in the near future. By then, we will cooperate with the internal and external forces of the Heavenly corpse sect, and we will be the meritorious officials of the group."
"How many more days will it take? But lu ming, that little beast, will leave with a thousand pieces of blood and gold tomorrow."
Xuan Zhong said.
"Well, tomorrow, after Lu Ming leaves, ask your senior brother to go with you, kill Lu Ming on the way, and get back thousands of forged blood and gold!"
Xuan yuan dao.
"Yes, master!"
The strong man in his thirties answered.
"Haha, well, senior brother's cultivation has reached the peak of Wu Wang's sixth level. With senior brother's help, it's more than enough to kill that Lu Ming!"
Xuan chuckled.
Then, a few people conspired again.
...
The night passed quickly.
The next day, xuanlong sent someone to deliver the message.
Considering that Lu Ming had returned to tianxuan city for a long time and the thousand forging blood gold was not used for a long time, he was afraid that some spirit would be lost, so Xuan Long and others planned to engrave a seal on the thousand forging blood gold to seal the spirit of the thousand forging blood gold, so that the spirit of the thousand forging blood gold would not be lost because of the long time.
So it will take some time. I'm afraid it won't be good until evening.
Lu Ming nodded, not caring, and continued to wait.
Sure enough, in the evening, Xuan Long sent someone to take Lu Ming to the council hall.
When they arrived at the conference hall, they saw Xuan Long and Xuan Xiang.
There were only the two of them.
"Little brother, let you wait for a long time, that is a thousand forging blood gold!"
Xuan Long smiled and pointed to the middle of the hall.
"Master xuan, please!"
Lu ming said, then looked into the middle of the hall.
In the middle of the hall, there was a dark red metal.
This piece of metal, polished square, half a meter in length, half a meter in width and half a meter in height.
There were thousands of tree-like rings on it.
There was a layer of Mingwen shining on the surface of the thousand forged blood and gold. It must be Xuan Long and the rest of them who set up the Mingwen formation to prevent the loss of spirituality.
This is the thousand forging blood gold.
Lu Ming walked over and lifted it, his face changing slightly.
This piece of gold and blood was incredibly heavy.
"Little brother, thousand forged blood gold is forged by the forging sect with a unique secret method. It needs to be forged a thousand times before and after. Each time, precious metal and demon beast essence blood are added. It takes three years before and after. This thousand forged blood gold weighs 99, 999, 900 jin!"
Xuan Long smiled, pleased.
Lu Ming also secretly twitched his tongue. This piece of gold, which weighed a thousand pounds, weighed almost a million pounds.
And the process was so complicated that it was precious.
Lu Ming thanked him again, and then put the gold into the storage ring.
"Lord Lu Ming, come to the forging sect more often when you have time. I still have a lot of questions to ask you."
Xuan Xiang said reluctantly.
"Okay!"
Lu Ming smiled.
"You little girl, you think about going out all day long, but you don't know how dangerous it is outside!"
Xuan Long laughed and scolded.
"Master xuan, miss Xuan Xiang, take care. If you have a chance, come to Tianxuan city and find me."
Lu Ming put his fists together and said goodbye to Xuan Long and Xuan Xiang. Then he left the Forging sect and flew in the direction of Tianxuan city.
Finally, Lu Ming was eager to rush back to Tianxuan city, and then closed the door to understand the mood of the wind.
As long as the artistic conception of wind reaches a small level and is almost balanced with the artistic conception of thunder and fire, his cultivation can continue to improve.
The wind was so fast that in a blink of an eye, tens of thousands of miles passed by, and at this time, the sky was completely dark.
Whew!
All of a sudden, a pale blade cut towards the landing.
Lu Ming's face changed slightly and his figure flashed, avoiding the blade.
In front of them, two figures appeared and walked towards them.
"Xuan Zhong!"
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold.
One of them was Xuan Zhong, and the other was a strong man in his thirties.
"Hehe, Lu Ming, now, look where you're going. Go to hell. It's mine!"
Xuan Zhong sneered.
"Xuan Zhong, you really don't want to give up. You wanted to spare your life for Xuan Xiang's sake, but you came here to die!"
Lu Ming's eyes, too, turned cold.
"Don't be ashamed. My father sent my senior brother here. You're dead. Also, don't mention that bitch xuanxiang in front of me. Say, did something happen to you? That bitch, that bitch, and that old man Xuan Long. In two days, I want them all dead, all dead!"
Xuan Zhong's face was ferocious.
Lu Ming's face changed and he scolded, "What do you want to do to master xuan and the others?"
"Hehe, what are you doing? After you all go down to hell, let's discuss it together. Senior brother, kill him!"
Xuan da roared.
Touch! Touch!...
The strong man walked in the void with his feet, exuding an incomparably powerful momentum. Every step he took in the void would make a sound of collision.
"Wu Wang's sixth peak!"
Lu Ming's expression moved.
"Haha, Lu Ming, my senior brother has reached the peak of Wu Wang's sixth power. He is one step away from the king. You are strong, but can you compare with my senior brother? Die!"
Xuan Zhong laughed excitedly.
"Die!"
The strong man drank loudly, his muscles bulged and he cut out with one blow.
The blade was so powerful that the air in the sky was split in half, bringing gusts of wind.
In an instant, a terrible knife light was about to hit Lu Ming's head.
At this moment, a long gun appeared in Lu Ming's hand, lying across his head.
Dang! The blade slashed into the barrel and shot with all its might.
However, Lu Ming's body was like an ancient Divine mountain, not moving at all.
"You..."
Xuan Zhong, the strong man's faces changed violently.
"The six peaks of Wu Wang? Hehe!"
Lu Ming sneered and stepped forward with a spear in his hand.
"Cut the mountain!"
The strong man roared, unleashed all his strength, and cut again.
This knife was twice as powerful as the last one.
This is the strongest strike of a strong man.
But the next moment, he was desperate.
Lu Ming's spear shot out, and the blade collapsed into nothingness.
"No, junior, let's go!"
The strong man's face turned extremely ugly and roared.
Whew!
Lu Ming's men and guns were in one, and he used the Extreme Strike. His spear flashed and blood shot out.
The brows of the strong man were pierced by a single blow.
Then the devouring force burst out and devoured the essence and blood of the strong man.
"No, no, how could this be?"
Xuan Zhong almost burst into tears and ran frantically towards the Forging sect.
Lu Ming was simply a monster. Even the strong men at the peak of the sixth martial king were easily killed by him. This was not a human being.
(The end of this chapter)