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Chapter 957

A young man with a strong figure, strong muscles and a height of more than two meters stepped into the battle stage.

The battle platform roared, and a real dragon condensed above his head and roared to the sky.

Forty-six feet.

This person is Ao Tu, the Tian Yao Valley. His dragon of luck is 46 meters long, six meters longer than the Blood Sword, which is amazing.

However, when he came earlier, everyone knew that the Emperor God might have obtained more luck.

After Ao Tu came up, he turned around and looked at the stairs, with a divine light flashing in his eyes.

Touch! Touch!...

At the stairs, a roar came step by step. Soon, a handsome face was revealed, and it was the Emperor God.

The Emperor God stepped slowly, and seemed extremely heavy.

bump!

Finally, he stepped out and a real dragon condensed above his head.

"Fifty-six zhang, fifty-six zhang long!"

"Heaven, the Emperor God is worthy of being the number one in the Thousand Prides List, overwhelming the heroes. The dragon of fortune, which is fifty-six feet long, overwhelming the heroes and winning the first place!"

"Yes, it's fifty-six feet long at the beginning. After the battle for luck begins, you will have a chance to hit the length of a hundred feet!"

There were bursts of exclamations coming from all around.

"Haha, congratulations to Your Majesty, the Emperor God really has the style of His Majesty when he was young. On holidays, maybe another powerful Martial Emperor Palace will be born in my Emperor Tian Shen Palace. It is a joyful congratulation!"

The head of the Wang family congratulated Emperor Yiwu Emperor repeatedly.

"Yes, Brother Wang said it right, congratulations to Your Majesty!"

The head of the Jiang family and others also congratulated each other repeatedly.

"Lu Ming!"

Bai Shijin, Du Songjue and others shouted in low voices, with a little sadness in their eyes.

Even the Emperor God appeared, and there should be no one behind him. Could it be that Lu Ming has fallen?

At this moment, even Yan Kuangzhe and the Supreme Nine Yang were a little shaken, with a little gloomy look in their eyes.

Compared with the top ten in the Thousand Pride List, Lu Ming is still too weak.

Is it the end?

However, they did not notice that the eyes of Emperor God, Ao Tu, Xue Jianyi and others were still looking towards the stairs.

The emperors stared at the stairs for a moment, as if they could sense something.

At this time, others also noticed something strange and looked at the stairs.

Is there anyone else?

How is that possible?

The Emperor God, Ao Tu, and the Blood Sword all appeared. Could it be that there were still people who had not arrived?

Impossible, who can get more luck than the Emperor God?

Unless someone deliberately does not walk on the ladder, deliberately waits until the end to come up to attract attention.

There are not such people in history.

But everyone still couldn't help but be curious and stared at it.

bump!

A slight vibration came.

There are really people.

Bai Shijin, Yan Kuangtu and others' eyes suddenly lit up. There was still someone, which meant that there was hope.

Touch! Touch!...

The vibrations kept coming, and it was still very light at first, but slowly, it became louder and clearer.

In the end, it was like an earthquake, with a violent roar.

Every roar sounded like a mountain hitting the ground.

Finally, a handsome face appeared in everyone's sight.

"It's Lu Ming!"

Bai Shijin, Yan Kuangtu and others' eyes suddenly lit up and emitted a dazzling light.

"Lu Ming, it's him!"

"It's him, he's the last one, how could it be?"

"I guess he pretended to behave and deliberately kept it for the last one. In fact, he didn't get much luck value. It was impossible to have more than the Emperor God!"

"It must be so. It's good that he can turn into a dragon!"

A series of discussion came from all around.

At this time, Lu Ming trembled all over and gasped.

"Why is the nest so heavy? It's too heavy!"

Lu Ming kept scolding in his heart. He felt that he was carrying hundreds of mountains on his back and climbing the stairs, so tired that he was half exhausted.

Seeing others as light as a swallow, he felt envious.

bump!

Finally, he stepped into the battlefield in one step, and the entire battlefield roared violently. When Lu Ming stepped into the battlefield, his body suddenly became lighter and all the pressure disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the Book of Lu Ming appeared and collapsed. A dragon of Lu Ming appeared above his head.

roar!

The dragon roared, and a mighty true dragon circling up, majestic.

The key is that this real dragon is eighty feet long.

Yes, eighty feet!

The scene was silent, and everyone was stunned, staring at the young man on the battlefield, looking at the eighty-foot-long real dragon.

Eighty feet, how is this possible?

How could Lu Ming obtain such a terrifying fortune value?

Even Yan Kuangtu, Nine Yang Supreme, Bai Shijin, and the supremes of several other major forces were stunned.

"Eighty feet, how is it possible? How can this little beast Lu Ming obtain such a high fortune value?"

The head of the Wang family shouted incredibly.

His generation of supreme people were originally in a stable state of mind and could not change his face any major event, but this matter was so amazing that he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Have he improved to such a level in the battle of luck? The lucky value he obtained actually reached a huge amount of eighty feet!"

The head of the Jiang family was also shocked.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, good, I knew this kid could do it!"

Yan Kuangtu was stunned for a while and laughed.

There was also a look of joy in the eyes of the Supreme Nine Yang.

The senior leaders of the Talisman Puppet Sect such as Bai Shijin and Du Songjue were extremely surprised.

This was beyond their expectations.

Although the condition they gave Lu Ming was the first in luck battle, they themselves knew that the condition was too high. They deliberately raised the conditions and put pressure on Lu Ming.

In their hearts, as long as Lu Ming finally gets the top ten, it will be fine.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming really won the first place.

Although, there is a battle for luck later.

At this moment, Lu Ming became the focus of the audience, and all his eyes fell on him.

roar!

Above his head, the true dragon of luck was roaring towards the sky, looking down at other dragons of luck, dragons of luck and those giant pythons, and cranes stood out from the flock and were high above.

Even the true dragon of the Emperor God’s fortune is much shorter than Lu Ming’s.

"Hmph, it's just that we rely on us to attract the other party's strong men, and then use treasures to raid them, and we have gained the advantage. These luck will eventually belong to me, and I will let you spit them out!"

At this time, the Emperor God spoke coldly.

"Yes, the guy who hides in the dark just depends on treasures and unexpected things. With real skills, can you get so much luck?"

The Demon Lord Luo Tian also spoke sneered, full of disdain.

They all believe that Lu Ming has so many luck values ​​because he finally obtained that totem pole.

The last totem pole is the last and most important. They believe that that totem pole can definitely get a huge amount of luck.
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