He exclaimed, and displayed the original divine body, and the ancient aura of the prehistoric world filled with it.

Obviously, his original divine body is very powerful.

Stage 9!

As soon as Lu Ming sensed, he knew that the other party's original divine body had already cultivated to the ninth stage and was not far from condensing the original divine blood.

Of course, it is not that simple to take that step, and it requires talent and opportunity.

The original divine body was filled with breathing and transforming into it attracted the attention of many people.

"What a powerful aura, the eighth level of the God Lord!"

"There is no suspense about the eighth level of the God Lord's fifth level!

"That guy seems to be a foreign aid invited by the Black Blood Palace!"

Many people were talking about it.

The people from the Black Blood Palace sneered even more.

In other battles, Han Feng, Qi Ping and others were also paying attention to this.

Previously, Han Feng and the young people from the Sacred Heart clan all achieved victory.

The three purple-eyed Golden Goose Clans also won, but Qi Ping was not lucky and met a master and was defeated, so his face looked very ugly. At this moment, he saw Lu Ming meeting a master and sneered.

"This kid Mu Yun must admit defeat. I really hope he doesn't admit defeat..."

A cold light flashed in Qi Ping's eyes. I really hope that Lu Ming would not admit defeat and was killed by the charge.

Of course, he knew this was impossible. When facing such an opponent, would Lu Ming refuse to give in?

"Who will admit defeat?"

Referee Liu Fei said a word, but his eyes swept towards Lu Ming.

In his opinion, the difference between Lu Ming and Chong Hu was too big. In the realm of the God King, there was a three-level difference in cultivation, which was a huge difference.

Lu Ming could not be a rechargeable opponent at all.

He thought Lu Ming would give in.

However, Lu Ming shook his head.

Chonghu showed a hideous smile.

He was a foreign aid invited by the Black Blood Palace at a significant cost, taking money and eliminating disasters for others.

The Lord of the Black Blood Palace told him that if he met someone from Fengdu Sword Sect during the competition, he would never show mercy and take ruthless actions, and it would be okay to kill the other party.

He originally thought Lu Ming would admit defeat, but he didn't expect that Lu Ming would not admit defeat. That would be better. He would let Lu Ming know what regret means.

"You don't admit defeat?"

Han Feng, Qi Ping and others were also stunned.

The difference is that Qi Ping was overjoyed.

"Haha, this kid is so stupid. He refuses to admit defeat when facing the God of the Eighth Semi-Cheng. He is really looking for death!"

Qi Ping almost laughed out loud.

And Han Feng just snorted coldly, which was a pity.

What a pity he could not kill Lu Ming with his own hands.

He originally wanted to kill Lu Ming with his own hands after this incident, but now it seems that Lu Ming is simply looking for death.

He doesn't need to take action himself.

Liu Feichuan was also slightly stunned, but he didn't say much, saying, "Since no one admits defeat, then the game will start!"

"kill!"

As soon as Liu Fei finished speaking, he rushed towards Lu Ming.

It turned into a primitive divine body, a giant bird with a flapping wing, bringing out a destructive wind and rushing towards Lu Ming.

The wings were like a knife, pressing towards Lu Ming, and the terrifying power was to smash Lu Ming into pieces.

Faced with this blow, Lu Ming's expression was as normal.

The combat power of the primitive god is good, but it is just a genius in the eighth level of the God King. In fact, some of the genius of various tribes Lu Ming met in the Dragon Family’s mother plane, had already practiced the original divine body to the ninth stage.

Some people have even successfully condensed the original divine blood.

These top geniuses from the top clans are actually not weak.

Therefore, in Lu Ming's eyes, he was just an ordinary genius.

Just when his wings were about to slash Lu Ming, Lu Ming took action.

Swish!

His palm was like a knife, slashing out.

bump!

Lu Ming's palm and Chonghu's wings collided with each other, and a violent roar broke out. Then, feathers flew, Chonghu's huge body flew backwards, and blood splattered everywhere.

"What?"

Anyone who is following this side can't help but widen his eyes and reveals an incredible look.

The one who was knocked away was not Lu Ming, but the one who was full of tears.

Moreover, the refusal was caused by injury and retreat.

In the fifth level of the God Lord, he fought head-on, and actually injured a genius in the eighth level of the God Lord. How is this possible?

The people from the Black Blood Palace were stunned, and Han Feng, Qi Ping and others were also stunned, and their minds did not turn around for a moment.

Before everyone could react, Lu Ming rushed towards Chonghu.

"kill!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly and punched out. The terrifying force penetrated the void and directly penetrated the wings. Then Lu Ming grabbed the rushing tail with his backhand, grabbed the rushing tail, swung it up and threw it towards the ground.

A violent roar filled the ground and was hit hard, unable to maintain the form of the original divine body, turning into an ordinary giant bird, twitching constantly.

Although Chonghu was not dead, he was seriously injured and died.

"this..."

Many people who were watching here were all stunned.

Is this the end?

Is this a win?

The fifth level of the God King defeated the eighth level of the God King?

"Hahaha!"

Chief Wang had been mentally prepared for a long time, so he first reacted, laughed loudly, and looked in the direction of the Black Blood Palace with a proud look on his face.

At this time, everyone realized.

The Lord of the Black Blood Palace and other masters of the Black Blood Palace were so ugly that they looked so ugly.

"How is this... possible?"

Qi Ping, Han Feng and others were dumbfounded, their eyes widened.

They have always mocked Lu Ming and looked down on Lu Ming, especially Han Feng, who is just a fifth level of the God King, and they have not taken it into his eyes at all.

Before, he kept mocking Lu Ming.

But Lu Ming used practical actions to slap him a few big mouths, making his face extremely gloomy.

"Damn it!"

Han Feng shouted coldly in his heart, and murderous intent was everywhere.

Lu Ming has become his must-kill target.

"interesting!"

"What a strong combat power!"

At this moment, some of the top geniuses on other battle platforms were also attracted by the attention.

After all, the ability to defeat the genius of the fifth level of the God Lord represents talent and combat power.

Although the cultivation level is still low now, once the cultivation level is improved, it will be very terrifying and has attracted their attention.

"Mu Yun won this battle!"

Liu Feizhi reacted and announced Lu Ming's victory.

In this way, Lu Ming won two consecutive victories.

Lu Ming left the battle platform calmly, but it was different from before. Many people's eyes were scanning him.

It can be imagined that the next time he goes to the battle, he will attract more attention.

After Lu Ming left the battle stand, his eyes were also looking at other battle stands.

There are extremely powerful geniuses on every battle stage, at least one quasi-emperor, and some battle stages are more than one.

These people are very powerful, and almost everyone else will admit defeat when they encounter them.

The competition was held one by one, and soon it was Lu Ming's turn to play again.
Chapter completed!