Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 2412: Alternative Longevity List

"Boy, good strength, I will meet you!"

Just as many foreign races were speculating, a voice sounded.

Then everyone saw a burly figure stepping out.

This figure is more than two meters tall and covered with purple scales. He just came with Mo Tianluo.

"Budo, it's Budo!"

"Budo is about to make a move. Although Budo's talent is not as high as Hachioji, he has been a thousand years since he practiced, but he has broken through the realm of the emperor some time ago, and should be enough to suppress that kid!"

Seeing this figure, many people were excited.

"Budo, don't show mercy, give me all my strength, kill, kill, kill him, I will be responsible for anything!"

Mo Tianluo roared, extremely ferocious.

He couldn't wait to smash Lu Ming.

Budo has a burly figure, three eyes flashing coldly, stepping out, and the ground vibrates.

In his hand, a dark iron rod appeared, and the iron rod shook slightly, and the space popped out a dark black hole, incomparable.

On the side, many people backed away.

The emperor’s shot is no small matter. Some people with weak cultivation bases don't want to be involved.

Lu Ming looked at Buduo calmly, a one-star emperor, he really didn't care about it.

"Go ahead!"

Lu Ming spoke calmly.

"Boy, die to me!"

Buduo's eyes showed a trace of hideousness, he burst out with all his strength, jumped, and then came to the ground, like the top of Mount Tai, and slammed down at Lu with a stick.

This stick is amazingly powerful. If it is really a true emperor, it will never be able to stop it. It will be smashed into flesh.

On the side, Chiayi's eyes flashed, but he didn't make a move. Lu Ming, a person with the blood of the murderous ancestor, shouldn't die so easily.

Boom!

The iron rod blasted down with a dull roar, and in an instant, it was approaching Lu Ming's head.

Just when everyone thought that Lu Ming was going to blow his head with a stick, Lu Ming stretched out a hand and grabbed it.

Touch!

With a dull roar, the pitch-black iron rod was caught in Lu Ming's hand, and then the iron rod stayed in the air, motionless.

And Buduo, the same is true, holding the iron rod in both hands, he is also in the air.

The seemingly powerful stick was stopped by Lu Ming with one hand.

"This is your strength, but it's just that!"

Lu Ming spoke lightly, his palms pressed hard, and he suddenly shook.

Om!

The iron rod shook violently, and a terrifying force followed the iron rod and blasted towards Buduo.

Budo screamed, and his body flew out like a cannonball, stepped into the footsteps of Mo Tianluo, hit the ground heavily, spurting blood.

"This..."

The scene, fell into a dead silence again.

One move, another move, Buduo, who had reached the realm of the Great Emperor, was also defeated. In Lu Ming's hands, there was no power to fight back.

How could Lu Ming be so strong?

Is this the strength of the human race? Human race is so strong?

Many people are aliens, and their eyes are shining with shock.

In their concept, the human race, the divine beasts of the heavens, are simply vulnerable to a single blow, and their evil **** race is the supreme existence.

But now a human youth has defeated several of their masters in succession.

"This person looks young, maybe he has been practicing for endless years, so he is so strong!"

"Yes, it must be like this!"

Next, many foreigners spoke, thinking that Lu Ming was a very big old monster.

It's normal for an old monster who has cultivated for endless years to have such strength.

"I really deceive myself and others!"

Lu Ming sneered, full of disdain.

"What did you say?"

"Didn't you have cultivated for many years, then tell me, how many years have you cultivated until now?"

Someone asked aloud.

"Okay, then I will tell you, Lu Ming, I have been practicing for less than two hundred years!"

Lu Ming's voice spread throughout the audience.

"What? Less than two hundred years, how is it possible?"

"In less than two hundred years, it is impossible to defeat Buduo of the Great Emperor Realm. It is impossible. How could Human Race have such a strong Tianjiao? He must be lying and attacking us deliberately!"

Many aliens yelled, unwilling to believe it.

In less than two hundred years, he could defeat Buduo, who had reached the level of one-star emperor. There were not many of the Cthulhu tribe.

"So you deceive yourself and others. I believe you have a way to determine your age. If you don't believe it, find someone to determine it!"

Lu Ming said.

The foreign race is silent. Seeing that Lu Ming is so confident, he shouldn't lie. He should have cultivated for less than two hundred years.

Human race actually has such a arrogant talent.

"Is anyone out there to fight? Today, I want to try what your clan does!"

Lu Ming's voice came from far away.

There was silence at the scene, everyone looked at you, I looked at you, for a while, no one shot at all.

Lu Ming has practiced for less than two hundred years. At this age, there are not many people who can fight Lu Ming in the entire Heretic God Realm, and there is not even one at the scene.

And those who have practiced for tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer, come out to fight Lu Ming, it seems a bit embarrassing.

"Hehe, aren't the Heretic Gods masters like clouds? No one has a fight. Okay, I'll give you a chance. Anyone who has cultivated for less than ten thousand years can come and fight with me, and I will continue!"

Lu Ming said loudly.

"Lu Ming, you said this yourself, don't go back on it!"

Mo Tianluo yelled.

"Of course!"

Lu Ming responded.

"Well, my clan has a longevity list. It records one hundred outstanding masters who have practiced for less than ten thousand years. Any one is enough to crush you. Wait for me, and I will find someone!"

Motian Luo said ferociously.

He must make Lu Ming look good today.

"The Longevity List, one hundred masters who have practiced for less than ten thousand years, interesting, go find them, find a few more, I am waiting here!"

Lu Ming said, his expression relaxed, not only was he not nervous, but he looked forward to it.

For Emperor Wu, he has practiced for less than ten thousand years, and it can also be said that he is in a golden age, a period when his practice has exploded.

It also represents the future.

The concept is similar to that of Tianjiao of the younger generation.

Lu Ming also wanted to see ~IndoMTL.com~ The Cthulhus' strongest masters who have been practicing for less than ten thousand years, how strong they are.

Lu Ming embraced his hands and waited quietly.

There are more and more foreign races gathering around.

A human race challenged them in their royal city. How many years hasn't happened?

They also want to see what kind of strength this human race, who has practiced for less than two hundred years, has?

There were several figures standing high in the sky, and no one noticed them.

These people are the alien kings, the general Moroccan, and several other powerhouses.

"It's worthy of being chosen by the saint ancestor of the murderous heart, it is extraordinary!"

An alien kingly way.

Before they had no idea that Lu Ming had such a strong strength.

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