Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 1190: Suppression

"Break it to me!"

Lu Ming's eyes were cold, eight dragons burst out in his body, and he blasted towards Qingmu with a punch.

Boom!

Lu Ming's fist hit Qingmu hard.

Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, Aoki exploded directly, and the cyan energy dissipated between the sky and the earth.

In the cyan light, there was a young Leng Ao figure. At this time, his expression was no longer in the slightest cold and arrogant. Some were just unbelievable, shocked, and unbelievable.

He couldn't believe it. He used blood fusion and broke out the strongest blow, which was actually defeated by Lu Ming.

He couldn't believe it, how could there be such a strong person in a mere Divine Desolate Continent, and Lu Ming's bloodline was obviously only a God-level eighth level.

Not only him, but the others at the scene were also shocked.

"Heaven, Lu Ming's combat power is even more terrifying!"

"The tycoon Tianjiao at the four peaks of the Spirits God was actually defeated by him with a single move. With such power, can he compete with Long Chen?"

"Maybe!"

Many people are discussing, even some emperors are showing horror.

In the crowd, Long Chen's face was rare and solemn, staring at Luming, but he quickly recovered his calmness and returned to that indifferent state.

"Damn it!"

Lion City, Mingzi is equal to Lu Ming's enemy, and while horrified, he secretly gritted his teeth.

Lu Ming is stronger, they want revenge, want to defeat Lu Ming, hope is even slimmer.

Behind Xuan Yi's middle-aged, the young man who had been smiling all the time, his smile disappeared, revealing a serious look.

"Interesting!"

The middle-aged Xuanyi also showed surprise.

Lu Ming looked at the Leng Ao young man indifferently, and said: "This is your strength, this is your arrogant capital? I can't even handle a single move. It's ridiculous. You keep calling me waste, then, you again What is it?"

The voice was indifferent and full of disdain.

"You...you..., boy, you are dead!"

The young man's face flushed red, and finally he let out an angry roar, staring coldly at Lu Ming, wishing to take Lu Ming off.

Huh!

Lu Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he stepped on, like a glimpse of light, his figure instantly appeared in front of Leng Ao Youth, and he slapped it out.

"Do you... dare..."

The young man Leng Ao was shocked. He didn't expect that Lu Ming dared to attack. In a hurry, he tried his best to resist, but how to stop him, he was slapped and slapped by Lu Ming.

Touch! bump! ...

Lu Ming flew up, Jiulong stepped out of the sky, taking seven steps in a row, each step facing the face of Leng Ao Youth.

Touch! bump! ...

For seven consecutive steps, all of them accurately stepped on Leng Ao's face, and printed a row of footprints on his face. Leng Ao's young man's body, like a meteorite, slammed directly into the lake in the center of the earth.

With a bang, the young Leng Ao's body smashed into the lake of mind, causing a thousand waves, and the whole person could not see it.

Sisi...

A sound of inhaling cold air sounded. Lu Ming was so bold that he wouldn't kill the Tianjiao of the Shenxu Continent, right?

The next moment, there was a wave of fluctuations in the lake in the center of the earth, and the young man Leng Ao rushed out of it.

At this moment, he was very embarrassed, dishevelled, and his body was in tatters, especially a face with a row of footprints, very clear, and blood was constantly flowing out of the corners of his mouth, eyes, and nostrils. It was really horrible.

"Ah, ah, miscellaneous, I want you to die, come, come, come, kill him, kill him!"

The young Leng Ao yelled hysterically.

"Enough!"

A cold drink sounded, it was the middle-aged Xuanyi.

Xuan Yi's middle-aged uttered a voice, causing Leng Ao Youth to stop, and said: "Elder, this man is bold and brave, you should take action and kill him!"

"I said enough!"

Xuan Yi's middle-aged brow furrowed, and his voice became cold. The Leng Ao young man was cold all over and he dared not say anything.

"Others have been merciful, otherwise, you would have died a long time ago, and you are still yelling, isn't it shameful? Get out!"

Xuan Yi scolded the middle-aged.

Leng Ao Youth's expression was so ugly, he stared at Lu Ming coldly, and withdrew bitterly.

"What's your name?"

The middle-aged Xuan Yi looked at Lu Ming.

"Lu Ming!"

Lu Ming replied, neither being humble nor speaking.

"Lu Ming, very good. With your cultivation base and your combat power, it is enough to participate in the selection of the disciples of the Heavenly God Sect. You can go to the Shenxu Continent together!"

Xuan Yi is middle-aged.

"Elder, but his bloodline is only at the eighth level of God..."

The Leng arrogant young man said again.

"Shut up!"

Xuan Yi's middle-aged scolded, making Leng Ao youth obediently shut up.

"For the Yuanlu sect, although blood is very important, it is not the only criterion for determining talent. Other aspects are also very important!"

Xuan Yi is middle-aged.

"Senior, sorry, I don't want to go!"

Lu Ming held his fist towards the middle-aged Xuan Yi.

This remark surprised everyone.

Lu Ming, there is a chance to participate in the screening of Yuan Lu Dazong, now, he actually doesn't want to go?

Even Xuan Yi's middle-aged man was a little surprised, and some were unbelievable. Some people even refused to face such an opportunity.

"Why not?" asked the middle-aged Xuan Yi.

Lu Ming glanced at the Leng Ao Youth, and said: "Shenxu Continent, if they are all such goods, then don't go!"

"Haha!"

The middle-aged Xuan Yi smiled. He understood that Lu Ming was mentally upset?

"Lu Ming, the selection of disciples by the Tianshen Sect seems to be very important. Once selected, they may be reused. Moreover, our gods also attach great importance to this selection. As long as they are selected by the Tianshenzong, the gods will also There are heavy rewards."

The middle-aged Xuan Yi looked at Lu Ming and smiled gently.

He was truly amazed by Lu Ming's combat power.

God-level eighth-level bloodlines have such combat power, which is indeed rare.

"In addition..."

The middle-aged Xuan Yi looked at Leng Ao Youth, and said: "Mu Feng, you apologize to Lu Ming!"

"What? Elder, you told me to apologize to him, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The cold and proud young man screamed.

"Really?"

Xuan Yi's middle-aged eyes were sharp, piercing Mu Feng.

Mu Feng's complexion changed drastically, gritted his teeth, his face changed uncertainly, the last time he gritted his teeth, stepped out, clasped his fists to Lu Ming, gritted his teeth and said: "Lu Ming, I was wrong just now!"

After speaking, he turned his head and walked aside.

Lu Ming smiled faintly, too lazy to care.

"Lu Ming, how?" Xuan Yi said in the middle age.

"Senior is so sincere, how can juniors refuse."

Lu Ming said.

When he refused, he was indeed upset, but he really didn't want to miss such an opportunity.

"Okay~IndoMTL.com~The twelve of you, just board the ship with us and go to the Shenxu Continent together!"

Xuan Yi announced in the middle age.

"Senior, wait a minute, the younger generation has one more thing to do, just a cup of tea!"

At this moment, Lu Ming spoke again.

The middle-aged Xuan Yi was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Okay, it's okay!"

"Thank you senior!"

Lu Ming clasped his fists, then turned around, staring at one person.

The Emperor God!

Huh!

"Kill!"

Lu Ming stepped on his footsteps, and Jiulong stepped out, approaching the Emperor God in an instant, and slashed towards the Emperor God with a palm.

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