Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 964: The horrible blood of the fat man
And Lu Ming, who won the first place on the eighth battlefield, has no suspense.
Now, he has a dragon of more than one hundred and twenty meters of luck. On the 8th battlefield, unless everyone else’s luck is added together, he can’t compare with Lu Ming.
Next, Lu Ming went wild. Anyone who meets Lu Ming, who doesn’t have long eyes and wants to do it, is directly killed by Lu Ming, and some people yelled to admit defeat.
Half an hour later, by Lu Ming’s side, more than a dozen disciples of Fu Puppet Zong followed.
Lu Ming wants to take them to the end.
“It’s not good, if empty is dangerous, I’m going to meet the Emperor God!”
In the stands, a veteran suddenly screamed.
There was no suspense on the eighth battlefield, and everyone’s eyes turned to other battlefields.
Fu Puppet Zong’s eyes turned to Battlefield One involuntarily.
Fu Puppet Zong Tianjiao is like empty, right in the first battlefield.
Everyone can see that Rukong is on his way, and the dragon of luck on his head has reached about twenty feet.
On one side, the Emperor God is flying towards Rukong quickly, horribly fast, but Rukong does not seem to notice it.
If this continues, the two will soon run into each other.
The hearts of the people of Fu Puppet Zong were raised.
Sure enough, after only a dozen breaths, the two ran into each other.
When Rukong heard the movement, he turned his head and saw that his pupils shrank sharply.
“I…”
If Kong didn’t hesitate at all, he would yell to admit defeat.
“Dead!”
At the same time, the Emperor God shot, a sword light, incredibly fast, as if it pierced through a lot of space in an instant, and almost instantly smashed into Rukong’s body.
The three words ‘I admit defeat’, Rukong was torn into pieces by the terrifying sword light before he called out.
Quick, too fast, too fast to respond.
“As empty!”
Juniper Jue roared, distraught.
“How come?”
The other elders and elders of Fu Puppet Zong looked sad.
Rukong, Fu Puppet Zong is second only to the magical real master, ranking fifteenth in the Thousand Journeys list, so he was killed, in the hands of the Emperor God, there is almost no resistance.
The power of the Emperor God is unfathomable.
After the Emperor God killed Rukong, he swallowed Rukong’s Dragon of Qi Luck, without any pause, his body moved, turning into a golden light and flying towards the distance.
“Hahaha! Kill well, you all the gods of Fu Puppet Sect will die!”
“Although Lu Ming has saved his life now, if he meets the Emperor God later, he will still die!”
In the area of Emperor Tian Divine Palace, there was a mocking laughter.
Du Songjue and others pinched their fists tightly together.
Fu Puppet Zong originally had thirteen candidates, but seven had fallen before, but now one has fallen, leaving only five.
After that, they turned their eyes to Wen Lezhang and others.
Unfortunately, they were not lucky. They encountered an overwhelmingly strong man, but fortunately they were not killed by a single blow, and they all conceded.
Over time, some people were killed, but more people were defeated, or those who gave up, were teleported out of the battlefield.
In the stands, more and more people appeared. Many people sighed. After admitting defeat, there was not much luck left.
Ruan Tingting also appeared in the stands. She met a powerful opponent and directly surrendered.
In the eight battlefields, the fighting has become more and more intense.
On the eighth battlefield, Lu Ming is almost invincible.
There were several masters who had reached the Qiyun Hualong who met Lu Ming behind, but when they saw Lu Ming’s one hundred meters long Qiyun true dragon, their expressions changed wildly, and they turned and ran.
They are not fools. Lu Ming can live to this day, and the Dragon of Qi Luck has skyrocketed by tens of feet. Needless to say, those who play Lu Ming’s abacus have all their luck to Lu Ming. What are they waiting for if they don’t run?
However, at Lu Ming’s speed, how did they run away, and finally gave in.
Finally, Lu Ming’s Qi Luck Real Dragon was approaching the level of horror of one hundred and fifty feet. Hovering in the sky, you could see it from a distance. Those who saw it turned wildly. Turn around and run.
Even the Sky Demon Valley Tianjiao, who is as famous as Luo Tian, runs faster than anyone else.
This made Lu Ming a little depressed. The distance was too far away. It would be more troublesome for him to chase, and he was afraid that Fu Puppet Zong’s disciples would be in danger if someone moved the tiger away from the mountain, so Lu Ming didn’t bother to chase him.
The overall situation of Battlefield No. 8 has been determined, and Battlefield No. 1 is similar. Other battlefields are filled with gunpowder.
“Fantasy really met Dongfangyu!”
An veteran of Fu Puppet Zong shouted, and everyone else’s eyes turned to Battlefield No. 4, and their hearts were raised.
The masters of the other parties also looked at the fourth battlefield.
Fantasy encounters Dongfangyu, this is a peak duel.
Fantasy, eighth on the list of Thousand Pride, Oriental Jade, third on the list of Thousand Pride, second only to Emperor God and Blood Sword One.
As soon as the two met, they fought a fierce battle.
However, Dongfang Jade is obviously stronger, but Huanzhen does not seek merit but no demerits, and is defending the whole process.
Fantasy, like a round of bright moon, the whole body is shining, and rounds of bright moons appear in front of him, blocking the attack of Fantasy.
This is a body-carved formation, and it is a very strong defensive formation, which is much stronger than Ji Mai’s original body-carved formation.
At the same time, around Huanzhen, there are constantly inscription formations emerging, and at the same time, inscription runes have been inspired.
Various rays of light are constantly shining, and various defensive formations are formed.
Even though Dongfang is extremely powerful, Huanzhen is dedicated to defending. It is impossible for him to break through in a short time.
The two were in a stalemate, and Dongfang Yu finally retreated, which made the Fu Puppeteers let out a long sigh.
And everyone in the Emperor Tian Divine Palace snorted uncomfortably, and felt a pity that Dongfang Jade didn’t kill Huanzhen.
At this moment, on the second battlefield, Fatty and Wang Fentian faced each other.
“Dead!”
As soon as Wang Fentian saw the fat man, he burst out with a murderous intent and launched a swift attack.
He knows that Fatty is the disciple of the Demon Emperor, but this is a battle of luck. Even if he kills the Fatty, the Demon Emperor can’t say anything?
“It’s Nana, I want to kill my uncle, it’s ten thousand years early!”
The fat man yelled, bursting into blood.
The third bloodline, the eight golden chakras, made Wang Fentian almost burst his eyes.
Even in the stands, those who are strong in spirits, the supreme and strong, could not control their emotions, and stood up from the stands with a look of shock.
The bloodline of the eighth-level god-level, it is actually the bloodline of the eighth-level god-level, which is too terrifying.
Except for a few great emperors, everyone else was shocked.
“Senior Motian’s apprentice, really extraordinary!”
Jiuyang Zhizun sighed~IndoMTL.com~Du Songjue and others nodded repeatedly. They had seen the fat man before, but they didn’t expect this fat man who looked unreliable to be so terrible. Worthy of being the apprentice of the emperor.
“Damn it!”
The Wang Family Patriarch and others screamed, shocked.
The eighth-level **** is rare in the world, just like the Yan lunatic, who is the eighth-level god, how powerful is the combat power, can fight the three supreme alone with one person.
They thought, this fat man, but Lu Ming’s life and death brother.
“Fen Tian, kill this fat man, kill him!”
The Wang Family Patriarch growled.
This fat man is terrible. Once he grows up in the future, he will be another Yan lunatic.
Now it happened to take the opportunity to kill him, and the Demon Emperor couldn’t say anything afterwards.
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