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Chapter 961

"Go, go!"

Zi Ming roared and controlled two corpses to rush towards Lu Ming in succession.

Touch! Touch!

Two roars, the two corpses exploded in an instant. Lu Ming's fist suddenly accelerated, and terrifying pressure burst out, locking the corpse Ming tightly.

Zi Ming's pupils widened sharply, and his throat made a low roar: "No, no, why are you so strong? I want to block it!"

His body was full of corpse energy soared into the sky, burst out with all his strength, and slapped his palm at Lu Ming!

This palm was extremely terrifying, but in front of Lu Ming, it was like paper, shattered with bang, and the terrifying fist force penetrated directly through his body.

At this moment, it was too late for him to shout and admit defeat.

bump!

His body was broken.

The nine-foot-nine-foot-nine dragon was swallowed by Lu Ming's dragon of luck.

Lu Ming's Dragon of Fortune soared by nearly ten feet, reaching nearly ninety-six feet.

The distance is only a few feet apart.

The palm burst out with a terrible devouring force, swallowing Luo Dao and Ziming's essence, blood and true essence.

Then he shook his body and flew forward.

His eyes scanned thousands of miles in a radius, looking for Bai Chixue's figure.

In the stands, whether it was the Emperor Tian Shen Palace or the Tianzi Sect, the faces were very gloomy.

Lu Ming's combat power exceeded their expectations. The genius, who ranked 30th in the Thousand Pride List, was easily killed by Lu Ming. Lu Ming's combat power was actually so powerful?

Unfortunately, they could only watch, the battlefield was isolated, and they could not sense Lu Ming's specific cultivation.

"Did this little beast, did Wang Yan and Wang Chen both die at his hands?"

The head of the Wang family roared lowly, and his hatred towards Lu Ming was as crazy as he could!

However, Emperor Yiwu Emperor had no expression on his face and was very calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Du Songjue, Yan Kuangtu, Jiuyang Supreme, etc., smiled.

"As long as Lu Ming finds Chixue and finds a place to hide, don't encounter Luo Tian and others, it will be safe!"

A veteran Taoist in Fu Kuang Sect.

"No, but Lu Ming has so many luck points now. Even if he is not captured, there will probably be no one in the No. 8 battlefield. At that time, he will still participate in the final showdown of the eighth person!"

The other person was quite worried and said with a heavy face.

Thinking of this, the others' faces also darkened.

This step-by-step screening makes it difficult to save your luck without strength.

Lu Ming was flying, and Luo Tian was flying with all his might.

A peerless genius in Tian Yao Valley is also flying with all his might.

They want to find Lu Ming as soon as possible, kill Lu Ming, and seize Lu Ming's luck value.

They don’t have much time, only one hour. If Lu Ming avoided an hour, Lu Ming’s huge luck would have no share.

"Damn Lu Ming, where are you?"

Luo Tian growled, and suddenly he saw a few people in front of him and rushed over.

"No, it's Luo Tian, ​​run away quickly!"

Those people saw Luo Tian and fled wildly.

"Die!"

Luo Tian showed a ferocious look, his demonic energy surged, and the black magic sword slashed out, and two people were immediately killed by him.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

The last man screamed wildly.

As the man screamed, a pillar of light enveloped the man, and Luo Tian's sword light could not be cut in.

The dragon of luck above his head swallowed all the luck of the two killed people. The person who admitted defeat was also swallowed up by 90% of the luck value, and then the person who admitted defeat was teleported out and landed on the stands.

The dragon of luck above Luo Tian’s head rose by more than twenty feet.

"It's too few, I still have to find Lu Ming, and that girl from Fu Kuang Sect is also good!"

Luo Tian's eyes were cold and he continued to fly.

At this time, Bai Chixue struggled to resist, and the defensive shields around her kept vibrating, as if they could not last long.

"Haha, work harder, this girl can't hold on anymore!"

The young man in golden robe laughed.

Among the three of them, the young man in the golden robe is a newly rising genius, but their strength can compete with the genius who are about 100 on the Thousand Prides. The three of them join forces and Bai Chixue can hold on for so long, which is already good.

"Lu Ming is coming soon!"

In the stands, Du Songjue and others' eyes lit up.

They were outside, condescending, and could see the whole picture clearly.

At this time, they saw Lu Ming being quickly heading towards Bai Chixue.

"No, Luo Tian is also rushing over there."

A veteran shouted, their faces turned extremely ugly, and their claws couldn't help but hold on.

"Hahaha!"

In the Emperor Tian Shen Palace, the head of the Wang family, the head of the Jiang family and others laughed.

"Lu Ming, he is destined to die at the hands of the genius in our Emperor Heaven God Palace!"

The head of the Wang family smiled the most happily.

call out!

Lu Ming took a hundred miles in an instant, and countless Gobi and stone walls passed by him.

On the way, we also met other geniuses, but Lu Ming was too fast and flashed by. Those geniuses with not very strong cultivation had no way to stop Lu Ming's terrifying power, and they fled one after another.

Lu Ming also had no intention of seizing the luck of these people.

"Hmm? There is a battle ahead, that's Chixue!"

Lu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up and he saw Bai Chixue being besieged by three young men.

Rumble!

His speed became faster, causing a terrifying sonic boom.

The three young men in golden robe heard the terrifying sonic boom and were shocked. They stopped and looked in the direction where the sonic boom came.

"Lu Ming, it's Lu Ming!"

The three of them were shocked and quickly retreated. The three of them stood side by side with their eyes a little solemn.

Although many people want to kill Lu Ming and seize Lu Ming's luck, those are the top geniuses.

Although their cultivation level is not weak, they are unsure of Lu Ming.

Before the Battle of Luck, Lu Ming's combat power was already very strong.

They can only be comparable to the geniuses who are about 100 on the Thousand Prides list, so how dare they look down on Lu Ming?

Swish!

Lu Ming's figure appeared above Bai Chixue's head.

"Lu Ming, I knew you would come!"

Bai Chixue smiled.

"It seems that it's not late!"

Lu Ming also showed a smile.

At this time, the three young men in golden robe were discussing secretly.

"The three of us join forces, maybe we can't kill Lu Ming. Should we fight?"

The young man in golden robe secretly sent a message.

"Battle? You want to fight you, idiot, haven't you seen Lu Ming's Dragon of Luck, and it's been more than ten feet long? In just a moment, the Dragon of Luck has grown by more than ten feet. There is definitely a master stronger than us who dies at Lu Ming's hands!"

The genius from Tianzi Sect sneered and his body slowly retreated.

As soon as these words came out, the young man in golden robe and the genius of Tian Yao Valley changed drastically.

Only then did they notice the changes in Lu Ming's Dragon's Qiyun.

"You want to leave? Did I let you go?"

Lu Ming looked at the three young men in golden robe.

The three of them changed their faces.

"Lu Ming, what do you want?"

The young man in golden robe gritted his teeth and said.

"Of course I want your luck!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly and stepped out.

(End of this chapter)
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