Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 1759: Guild Wars 2 Big Tianjiao
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The terrible collision continued to sound. The two collided hundreds of times in a row, and the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow flew away like a ball.
He spread his wings and fluttered frantically before stopping.
"This Lu Ming is so strong, he is covered with a layer of chaotic light, and he has no fear of the golden crow's great sun and sacred fire!"
"The law of chaos is really the law of chaos, this Lu Ming is really the son of chaos!"
"One of the sons of God, the Son of Chaos, unexpectedly appeared in the ancient moon holy land. I heard that in Tiandi City, the Son of Death and the Son of Eternity, who are also the Son of God, also appeared!"
"Not only are the sons of God, but there are also many kings in the Celestial City. It's amazing. The great world is coming!"
"The time when the lords collide, the kings are coming!"
All around, many older people sighed again and again.
"One of you is not enough, Ten Thousand Heaven Soldiers, let's go together!"
Lu Ming's indifferent voice sounded.
"As you wish!"
Wan Tianbing spoke indifferently, his whole body was lit up, and the holy soldiers flew out one by one.
There are more than one hundred pieces in total.
Among them, there are three great sage soldiers.
Wan Tianbing held a great saint soldier-level war sword in his hand. The aura of the war soldiers gathered, the aura was terrifying, and the sharp aura stirred up a series of scary sword marks in the Phoenix Lake.
Huh!
Wan Tianbing surrounded the holy soldiers, and slammed towards Lu Ming, his sword light shook the sky, and he slashed towards Lu Ming's vitals.
"Die to me!"
The six princes of the Golden Crow roared, flapping their wings like a golden light to kill Lu Ming, and before it arrived, the blazing sun and the sacred fire would kill Lu Ming.
At the same time, the three-legged Golden Crow's claws are extremely sharp, catching Lu Ming.
The three-legged golden crow, the third claw of the golden crow, is extremely terrifying. It claims to be invincible and capable of catching sacred soldiers.
"Chaotic Tribulation Finger!"
Lu Ming pointed out two consecutively, using the Chaos Jiezhi 20% of the fire, two huge fingers were formed, and they pointed at the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow and the Ten Thousand Soldiers.
Boom! boom!
Two roars sounded, Wan Tianbing and the sixth prince Jinwu trembled, and they glided backwards, leaving two terrible waves of air in the air.
Many people took a cold breath. Lu Ming was so strong. With one battle and two, he could actually force Wantianbing and the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow to the wind. It was amazing.
The most important thing is that Lu Ming's cultivation is only to realize the Saint Dacheng, and Wan Tianbing and the six princes of the Golden Crow are already people who have achieved the Saint Consummation, and they have to step into the existence of the great sage with one foot.
With a high level of cultivation, he is still invincible.
People from the Jinwu clan are very ugly.
"It is worthy of being the son of chaos. The combat power is too amazing. In a battle at the same level, no one is invincible except for the other kings!"
An old man spoke, exclaiming.
And many young Tianjiao faces pale.
These types of combat power are much stronger than them.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Wan Tianbing and the six princes of the Golden Crow roar, they cannot be defeated in this battle.
There are more lights on Wan Tianbing, and there are holy soldiers flying out, making him more powerful.
And above the head of the Sixth Prince Golden Crow, a round of sun really appeared, shining brilliantly and exuding terrible power.
"Destroy under my sun!"
The sixth crown prince of Jinwu roared, the sun blasted directly towards Lu Ming, as if it was a real sun that would burn Lu Ming.
This is the magical power of the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow, and its power has reached 40%.
The supernatural power of 40% heat is absolutely terrifying.
This trick is used. Ordinary Mingsheng consummates, no matter how much it comes, it will be a dead end, and it will be burned to ashes. If the power of the magical power is not deep, it will be burned to ashes. Retreat and dare not hard-wire.
"Chaotic Tribulation Finger!"
On Lu Ming, the law of chaos was circulating, and he pointed out.
Between heaven and earth, the law of chaos is manipulated, endless energy converges toward Lu Ming's fingers, and the energy in a radius of a hundred miles seems to be drained all at once.
A huge finger, like the finger of a god, points towards the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow.
Finger, colliding with the hot sun in the sky.
At this moment, a dazzling brilliance burst out from the sky, making people unable to open their eyes, and some of the weakened, pierced tears flowed out.
Boom!
Then, there was an explosion, like a round of sun bursting, the Chaos Tribulation's fingers kept on hitting forward, focusing heavily on the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow.
The Sixth Prince Jinwu screamed, and his body flew out far away. The blood was scattered in the Phoenix Lake, and the sky was covered with golden feathers.
The Sixth Prince of Jinwu was hit hard.
And just after Lu Ming pointed out the Chaos Tribulation Finger, he stepped on the void, surrounded by holy soldiers, and rushed towards the Ten Thousand Heaven Soldiers.
Ten Thousand Soldiers also rushed towards Lu Ming. Both of them used the Thousand Soldiers Art. The aura of the soldiers gathered and collided fiercely. The aura of the soldiers, like a beam of light, rose into the sky and burst with that. The sun is shining each other.
"Kill!"
Lu Ming shouted, the Divine Sword Art erupted, shooting two sword lights from his eyes.
Although Tianjiao figures like Wan Tianbing have very strong soul power and possess soul defense treasures, Lu Ming's cultivation base has improved, and his soul power has become even stronger, which still has an impact on the opponent.
The Divine Sword Art was pierced, and Wan Tianbing's eyes fluctuated with pain.
Huh!
Lu Ming held a war sword at the level of the Great Saint Soldier and slashed towards the Wantian Soldier.
The Ten Thousand Heaven Soldier roared, fought back, and also cut out a sword light.
The two swords were cut together, and the trembling sky buzzed. Then, a figure retreated sharply.
It was Wan Tianbing, who was suppressed by Lu Ming in a head-on confrontation.
"Kill!"
Lu Ming continued to kill the Ten Thousand Heaven Soldiers, with a mighty vigor and murderous aura, and Ni all directions.
The Ten Thousand Heaven Soldiers broke out with all their strength and fought back.
Dang! when! when!
In the air of a rainbow warrior, the two constantly collided, but every time they collided, the Ten Thousand Heaven Soldier had to retreat a few steps. After dozens of consecutive moves, he had already retreated hundreds of steps.
His arm began to tremble.
"Lu Ming, go to hell!"
At this time, Wan Tianbing showed a hideous color, a hole in the center of his eyebrows was filled with bright brilliance, and then, a huge battle axe emerged, emitting terrible waves.
"The Most Holy Soldier, that is the Most Holy Soldier, how can Ten Thousand Heaven Soldiers seal the Most Holy Soldier?"
Around ~IndoMTL.com~ someone exclaimed.
"It must be an emperor-level powerhouse who will help, otherwise, with the cultivation base of the Ten Thousand Heavenly Soldiers, the successful Saint Soldier will never be sealed, and the body will be torn apart by the Saint Soldier!"
"Yes, Lu Ming is in danger. Wantian Soldier is not much weaker than him. Once the Holy Soldier comes out, Lu Ming will be unable to resist!"
There were voices coming out, Huang Ling and Mu Qingxue, showing their worries.
Long Chen's gaze was shining brightly, without worry.
"Die!"
Ten Thousand Soldiers held the Tomahawk of the Most Holy Soldier and slashed out with one axe, shaking the void, as if they were about to be split by this axe.
Dang!
Lu Ming resisted with the Great Saint Soldier's war sword, and the war sword made a terrible vibration. A powerful and unstoppable force surged. Lu Ming's body was directly blown away, and he retreated for more than a thousand meters before he stood firm. shape.
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