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The sound of the sky was loud, Long Yin rolled, and resounded through the world.
In the end, the flaming dragon was invincible, bursting apart and disappearing invisible.
Although the three-color true dragon was a small circle, it still rushed towards Shengwei.
Shengwei's body shook wildly and retreated backward.
The scene, deathly still.
Lu Ming, this is too strong, not only to break through the Wu Wang, but even the Shengwei that reached the double peak of the Wu Wang, it is also incredible.
Lu Ming strode forward, waved his hand, and imprinted a huge palm to the Holy Sky.
Shengkong shouted, on the other side, Shengwei also breathed out, exploded in full force, and drove away to the landing.
The two joined forces and the terror was extremely terrifying.
But everything is in vain.
A few explosions, Shengwei coughed up blood, and his body retreated backward like a shell.
Then, with a clear slap in the face, Lu Ming slapped again on Sheng Kong's face.
Lu Ming's faint voice sounded.
"Dead, dead, little beast, I want you to die without a burial place!"
Sheng Kong shouted like crazy, he was almost crazy.
Who is he? The holy family's heirloom, and still a peerless genius, grew up with a golden key. Who dare to treat him since childhood?
Now under the eyes of all eyes, he was actually slapped by Lu Ming for three slaps, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
"So much nonsense, fight!"
Lu Ming's figure moved, and he rushed towards Shengkong.
Sheng Kong shouted in exasperation, madly attacking the landing, but everything was useless.
He slaps heavily on his face, crisp and clear.
Lu Ming's faint voice sounded again.
Sheng Kong roared indiscriminately, and his heart was about to collapse.
Others felt their gums cool for a while, as if the slap was pumping on their faces.
"Lu Ming, let go of the holy sky, do you know that you have gone through the catastrophe!"
Aside, Shengwei shouted, his face covered with horror, and he didn't dare to help.
"It's ridiculous, I slapped him a few times, was it a catastrophe? He just attacked Dongtian Bieyuan, why didn't you say that he broke the catastrophe?"
"Lu Ming, we are the children of the Holy Family, do you know? We are different from you!"
Shengwei shouted, especially the children of the Holy Family's children.
"What kind of **** holy family is a child, in my eyes, worthless!"
As Lu Ming's voice fell, Lu Ming slapped again on Sheng Kong's face.
The applause continued to ring, and everyone at the scene was stunned and stared in amazement.
Especially San Wushuang, at this time there was no trace of blood on his face, and his body was trembling with fear.
At this time, Sheng Kong's face was already swollen like a pig's head, and the meridians of the whole body were sealed, and he completely lost his resistance.
When Lu Ming slapped the eighth slap and was about to slap the ninth slap, a loud roar came from afar.
"Haha, Lu Ming, you're dead, don't you put down the holy sky?"
Hearing this voice, Shengwei ecstatic, because this voice belongs to the elder Shengyao.
Lu Ming frowned, a flash of coldness flashed in his eyes, but his palm kept on, and the ninth slap fell under his palm.
Shengkong the whole person was shot directly and flew out.
The voice sounded again, full of this violent intention, and the extremely cold killing opportunity.
Two more figures appeared on the scene.
One is the Lord of the Temple of Thunder, and the other is the elder of the Holy Family, Sheng Yao.
At this time, both eyes were filled with terrible murder.
"Damn it, Lu Ming, a little brute, has actually broken through the realm of King Wu, and the combat power is still so strong. Chao'er and Changkong, they must be more fierce!"
The Lord of the Thunder Palace roared in his heart.
Previously, he thought someone helped Lu Ming, but now it proves that Lu Ming does not need other people to help at all. The masters he sent are not Lu Ming's opponents.
He has overestimated Lu Ming as much as possible. He set up a series of games, and sent a master of triple Wu, four masters of double Wu to deal with such a half-step king as Lu Ming. This is simply an impossible game, but it just Failed.
"Little beast, I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"
Sheng Yao looked very coldly at the landing song.
Lu Ming smiled faintly.
"Lu Ming, do you know who this is? This is the elder of the Holy Family. In front of the Holy Father, he dare to quibble and find death!"
"Also, you dare to injure the heroine of the Holy Family. You have already broken into a huge crime. Should you kneel down and self-abandon, and plead guilty!"
The Lord of Thunder shouted loudly.
"Pleading guilty? Ha ha, that guy didn't ask in vain, attacked Dongtian Bieyuan as soon as he came, according to the rules, he should be punished for his sins, I just counterattack, what is wrong?"
Lu Ming responded faintly, without fear.
"Shut up, what's your identity? How can you compare with the family of the Holy Family, and don't kneel and confess!"
The Lord of Thunder shouted.
"I kneel your old/mother, old fellow, you treat yourself as a dog, don't treat others as dogs, you have to kneel and lick the Holy Family, roll back and slowly kneel and lick!"
He was already full of murderous intent on the Lord Lei, now the Lord Lei is a little beast on the left, kneeling down on the right to confess guilt, Lu Ming suddenly caught fire and gave no face.
The other Emperor Heavenly Guardians were stunned. This Lu Ming was so bold that he dared to scold the Thunder Lord in public.
Sure enough, Lord Lei's old face was flushed and shivering, and he shouted at the landing: "Great rebellion, great rebellion!"
"Brother Zheng, what is nonsense with him? Take down and revoke his cultivation ground!"
Sheng Yao drank coldly, and raised his hand, and the horrible mood of fire erupted, forming a giant flame hand, grabbing towards the landing.
Between the world and the sky, it was hot.
The same is the conception of fire, Shengwei and Shengyao are compared, that is garbage, there is a difference of 18,000 miles, there is no comparability.
Lu Ming's face changed a lot, he felt a terrible breath of death, approaching him, this breath is so strong that he can't resist it at all, there is too much difference.
The Shenwei token glowed. Behind Lu Ming, the guardian light curtain of Dongtian Bieyuan broke open and Lu Ming rushed straight in.
Immediately, the light curtain polymerized.
"Hiding? Is it useful to hide inside? Break me!"
Sheng Yao drank coldly.
The giant palm of fire directly blasted on the light curtain of Dongtian Bieyuan. The light curtain shook violently, and the whole mountain suddenly shook, as if to burst apart.
But, in the end, the light curtain blocked the blow.
Sheng Yao frowned and took another palm. This palm was several times more powerful than the previous palm.