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965 The final battle

"The old monster Demon Heaven has good eyesight. He actually accepted such an apprentice!"

The soft voice of the Demon Emperor rang again.

The Emperor, the Martial Emperor and the Corpse Emperor flashed in their eyes.

Even the powerful Martial Emperor who can awaken the eighth level of the god level is moved.

"So what about the level 8 of God? Kill you!"

Wang Fentian launched a terrible offensive and continued to attack the fat man.

Although the fat man's bloodline level is high, his cultivation level is weaker. It seems that he has just broken through the sixth level of the spiritual fetus.

However, the fat man also tried to defend himself without any mistakes. He finally took out a huge shield to isolate Wang Fentian's flames.

Wang Fentian kept attacking, and the fat man shouted, but for a moment, he couldn't break it.

Time keeps losing, and suddenly, eight battlefields vibrate, and the light shield shines, and all the people on the battlefield are teleported out.

An hour has come.

"Haha, I want to deal with me, dream!"

The fat man found himself appearing in the stands, laughing arrogantly, and looked provocatively at Wang Fentian on the other side.

Wang Fentian's eyes were about to spit out fire.

"Fatty, you actually awakened the eighth level of the god-level bloodline. It's amazing!"

At this moment, a huge axe was still floating above the fat man's head, eight golden chakras were shining, and Bai Chixue widened his eyes and looked at the fat man in shock.

Lu Ming also looked surprised. He didn't expect that the fat man's third bloodline was so terrifying that he was actually at level 8 of the god level.

No wonder when we first met, the fat man was mysterious. Lu Ming asked him, but he didn't say anything yet.

There were countless pairs of eyes around him looking at the fat man, shocked, envious, and jealous.

"Hahaha, laugh at me, laugh at me, this is a talent, there is no way, it's born!"

The fat man was extremely proud and laughed to the sky.

When he saw others looking at him, he felt extremely comfortable all over, and his eyes couldn't even open the crack when he smiled.

"I'm really unfair. I actually made this fat man awaken the eighth level bloodline of the god level!"

In the Palace of Emperor Tian Shen, someone gritted his teeth.

"Yes, it's a waste, it's like flowers are put on cow dung!"

Someone said again.

The fat man's ears trembled a few times. When he heard these words, he was immediately dissatisfied. He stared at these people with a bad look and shouted: "You guys are cow dung, garbage, just envious and jealous. I am the pride of the emperor. In the future, I am destined to dominate the world and trample you all under my feet!"

"Damn it, this fat man is so arrogant!"

Those people almost vomited blood.

Emperor God, Blood Sword Yi, Ao Tu and others also looked at the fat man with serious eyes. The fat man's cultivation is still slightly lower now, but once he grows up, he will be their enemy.

"Um?"

At this time, many people looked at Lu Ming, and then they were stunned.

The dragon of luck above Lu Ming's head is too big, too long, one hundred or dozens of feet, which is too amazing.

They originally thought that Lu Ming would definitely be killed by the genius from Luotian or Tianyao Valley in the No. 8 battlefield, but they didn't expect to be alive, and the length of the Dragon of Luck became even more terrifying.

"What? Lu Ming killed Luo Tian!"

When they learned the truth, they were shocked and stunned.

Lu Ming can actually kill Luo Tian? How could Lu Ming's combat power be so strong?

Some people who thought Luo Tian and the others were lucky and were separated from Lu Ming to the same battlefield before the start of the battle for luck began, their faces were pale and cold sweats were rising behind them.

This is not a place where luck is good, it is simply extremely bad. If they are assigned to the No. 8 battlefield, it might be the same as Luo Tian.

They knew that they all underestimated Lu Ming.

Emperor Shen and others looked at Lu Ming, and were also a little surprised.

At this time, all the eight battlefields on the battlefield had disappeared and they had regained their appearance. At the same time, eight rays of light fell on the eight people.

They are: Lu Ming, Emperor God, Ao Tu, Blood Sword Yi, Corpse Zhan, Feng Xuan, Dongfang Yu, and Wang Fentian.

Eight people are eight people with the highest luck value on the eight battlefields.

Among them, Lu Ming is the only one in Fu Kuang Sect.

There are three people in the Emperor Tian Divine Palace, the largest number of people, namely the Emperor Shen, Dongfang Yu and Wang Fentian.

The two of Tianzi Sects, Blood Sword Yi, fought with the corpse.

Two people in Tian Yao Valley, Ao Tu and Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan is an extremely beautiful woman, a peerless genius in Tian Yao Valley, with a phoenix bloodline in her body.

Next, the eight geniuses will compete in pairs to compete for the other party's luck.

Like the previous rules, if you are defeated, you will be taken half of your luck by the opponent. If you admit defeat, you will be taken 90% of your luck. If you are killed, all your luck will belong to the opponent.

Next is the final showdown in the Battle of Luck and the most peak showdown. Each one is an extremely powerful existence.

Among them, Lu Ming is a group of dark horses.

There is also a group of dark horses, namely Feng Xuan from Tian Yao Valley. Both of them are newly rising geniuses.

The others are all geniuses who are famous in the Eastern Wilderness.

Ao Tu is a genius who is considered to be able to compete with the emperor and gods. Some people believe that Ao Tu is stronger than the second-ranked Blood Sword of the Thousand Prides.

Not to mention the Emperor God, the Thousand Prides List, is the first in the Thousand Prides list, and most people believe that the Emperor God is the first genius of the younger generation in the East Wilderness and is unrivaled.

Dongfang Yu, third in the Thousand Prides list.

In the Battle of Corpse, the fourth place is in the Thousand Prides list, Wang Fentian, the fifth place is in the Thousand Prides list.

Everyone is looking forward to the next duel. After this battle, the Qianjiao List should be re-arranged.

Buzz!

Six of the eight rays of light disappeared, leaving only two.

One way, covering Lu Ming, the other way, covering Wang Fentian.

The first battle was Lu Ming against Wang Fentian.

Everyone's eyes fell on the two of them.

Wang Fentian looked at Lu Ming, and a strong murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

"Fintian, are you sure?"

The head of the Wang family asked.

"His luck is mine!"

Wang Fentian licked his lips, showing a look of greed, and his body moved and landed on the battlefield.

"Lu Ming, if you really lose, you can admit defeat!"

Jun Songjue whispered a low warning.

"Haha, I believe Lu Ming will definitely win!"

Yan Kuangtu said with a smile.

"Fatty, you were burned by this guy just now. I'll avenge you now!"

Lu Ming smiled, stepped out and landed on the battlefield.

There is a lucky dragon above both of them.

Now, Wang Fentian's true dragon of luck is fifty feet long, but in front of Lu Ming's true dragon of luck, he looked down upon by Lu Ming's true dragon of luck.

"Lu Ming, I want to thank you for getting so much luck, because I will all belong to me after a while!"

The light of greed in Wang Fentian's eyes was even stronger.

"You are very confident. Luo Tian was so confident before, and I finally killed him!"

Lu Ming smiled, showing contempt.

"Hmph, don't compare Luo Tian with me. If you fight with all your might, I can kill him!"

Wang Fentian said coldly.

"Oh? Is that true? Then should we decide the battle of life and death!"

Lu Ming said lightly, but these words shocked everyone at the scene.
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