Chapter 1622 Take the Initiative to Attack

Lu Ming sat cross-legged under the ancient tree of enlightenment, focusing on cultivation.

Three days passed in a flash!

"It's too slow, there is no war, such a blind practice, the speed is too slow!"

Lu Ming finished his practice and whispered.

In fact, he comprehended the Tao under the ancient tree of enlightenment, and with the help of the Heavenly Dao Stone, the speed of his cultivation was no longer slow, but it was naturally a lot worse than the speed of training in the fight.

"Here is like a cloud of arrogance, and there is someone to train with. Wouldn't it be a pity to miss it!"

Lu Ming smiled, changed into a set of black robes, took out the mountain and river map, and headed out of Darkwater City.

After leaving Darkwater City, looking at the lake not far away, I saw many young people standing above the lake, and there were also two young people fighting fiercely.

Lu Ming's palm glowed, and an Asura mask appeared in his hand, and then put it on his face, suddenly adding a ferocious temperament.

This Asura mask was used by Lu Ming when his cultivation base was not high. With its material, he could see through it at a glance when he encountered a high-ranking martial artist.

But Lu Ming covered it with real essence, so others couldn't see through it.

Wearing the Shura mask, Lu Ming stepped forward and walked towards those young people, his body filled with a cold aura.

Some people were alarmed and looked at Lu Ming one after another, and saw that Lu Ming was wearing a Shura mask, showing a look of surprise.

"Hey, a person of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor, wearing a mask, pretending to be mysterious and pretending to be a ghost!"

Someone snorted coldly and looked at Lu Ming with cold eyes.

boom!

Suddenly, Lu Ming took action, stepped out, appeared above the person who opened his mouth, and stepped out.

A sky-high foot condensed out, like the foot of a god, stepping towards the person who opened the mouth.

"court death!"

The man roared, his true essence erupted, his momentum soared into the sky, condensed into a sword, and slashed towards Lu Ming.

Above the sword, there is also the power of law.

This person is a semi-holy second stage powerhouse,

The existence of high-level spiritual bodies has amazing combat power.

Just when many people thought that Lu Ming was going to be beheaded with a knife, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

boom!

With the foot of Qingtian, the sword collapsed, and the giant foot continued to fall.

The person in the second stage of the semi-sage was directly smashed by Lu Ming to the lake below, and he vomited blood.

"kill!"

Lu Ming shouted, his fists gleamed, and he threw a punch.

A terrifying punch seemed to penetrate the void and blasted towards the lake below.

boom!

The lake water was monstrous and the waves burst into the sky, and the lake water in that area was spread in all directions by the fists, exposing the bottom of the lake.

I saw that there was a huge pit at the bottom of the lake. The person in the second stage of the Semi-Saint, lying in the pit, had lost the slightest breath, and was killed by Lu Ming.

Lu Ming stretched out his hand and took a breath, his true essence was like a ribbon, and he rolled up the other party's storage ring, and the lake water flowed back. That genius will stay at the bottom of the lake forever.

"So strong!"

Many people were shocked.

This man with an Asura mask, although the cultivation base is only Martial Emperor Ninth Layer, is by no means pretending to be a ghost, but an existence with extremely terrifying strength.

"Which force is this Tianjiao from?"

Some people are guessing.

After all, there are too many emperor-level forces. Every day, there will be Tianjiao from the emperor-level forces to join, and no one knows what kind of Tianjiao will appear.

Swish!

Lu Ming's eyes were like electricity, cold as a knife, and he glanced around.

Some people were swept up by Lu Ming's gaze, and they couldn't help stunned.

"You, fight me!"

Lu Ming's eyes were fixed on a blood-robed young man, and he stepped out directly, punching the blood-robed young man with a punch.

After coming to the Hundred Clan Battlefield for several months, Lu Ming has become accustomed to the rules here.

Here, there are no rules, only training and challenges. Here, you don't need any reason for who you want to do.

Lu Ming was here to find a master to fight. He didn't want to waste time and took the initiative to attack.

"Don't think that if you kill a waste, you can fight me, kill!"

Seeing that Lu Ming dared to do something to him, the young man in the blood-robed robe suddenly exploded with an astonishing murderous intent, with blood all over his body.

Boom! Boom!

Lu Ming threw two more punches in a row, and the blood-colored palm prints bombarded together, sending out terrifying fluctuations. Lu Ming's fist strength was directly blasted away. Come.

"Amazing, the heavenly spirit body is really powerful!"

Lu Ming was not surprised but delighted, and stepped forward, the true essence poured into Liuyuan gloves frantically, punched out, defeated the blood-colored palm print, and continued to kill the blood-robed youth.

This blood-robed youth is an existence of a heavenly spirit body, a heavenly arrogance of the same level as the Phoenix Spirit.

Lu Ming wanted to do it. The characters he chose were naturally extremely strong and weak, so what was the role.

"Gorefiend Big Handprint!"

The young man in the blood-robed roar let out a loud roar, and the blood light filled his body. His body seemed to be transformed into a rich blood energy.

Lu Ming's body glowed, each bright spot shone, and twelve holy soldiers emerged.

Lu Ming grabbed the black dragon spear and filled with the energy of the soldiers, the Chaos Domain covered it, turned into a mountain-like spear, and stabbed it towards the sky.

boom!

The sky-shaking roar sounded, and the spear and bloody palm prints dissipated at the same time.

"That is Wanbing Jue, he is a member of Wanjia!"

"Wanjia actually produced such a terrifying genius, Wuhuang Ninth Layer, so powerful?"

Some people exclaimed in disbelief.

"People from all families, kill them!"

The blood-robed youth was extremely powerful, his murderous intent was cold, and he walked away. The blood energy on his body became more and more intense, as if it had turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Whoa!

In his hand, a blood flag appeared.

He waved the blood flag, and the blood flag grew sharply, carrying a sea of ​​blood, and wrapped it towards Lu Ming.

"break!"

The black dragon spear in Lu Ming's hand was suddenly thrown out, like a black lightning bolt that was about to penetrate the sea of ​​blood. At the same time, Lu Ming held a holy soldier sword and stepped out, slashing out with one sword, a shocking sword energy, as if To split the world.

The sea of ​​blood was split open, but after a while of rolling, it gathered together again.

The Black Dragon Spear flew back and returned without success.

The sea of ​​blood filled the air, and the blood flag covered the sky and the sun, shrouding Lu Ming inside.

"Turn me into a pool of blood!"

The blood-robed youth spoke indifferently.

"The person wearing the Asura mask is finished, and is shrouded in the blood prison flag of the blood prison son, and there is a dead end, and it will definitely turn into a pool of blood!"

"Yes, the blood prison son's combat power is amazing. As soon as the blood prison flag comes out, even Tianjiao of the same level as him does not dare to be shrouded in. Although the combat power of the masked man is terrifying, he is only the ninth-level emperor of the Martial Emperor!"

"Another Tianjiao has fallen!"

In the four directions, there were bursts of discussion, and even the two young people who were fighting fiercely at the beginning had already stopped fighting.

Lu Ming was shrouded in the blood prison flag, obscuring the sky and the sun. When he looked up, all were blood flags and blood seas.

A terrifying blood energy continuously infiltrated Lu Ming, trying to refine Lu Ming into a pool of blood.

Lu Ming resisted with the Chaos Domain, and there were bursts of chi chi sounds from the Chaos Domain.

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