Everlasting Dragon Emperor

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"What? Of course it killed you!"

Lu Ming said with a smile.

"Kill me? What time is it now, and you still want to kill me? Now, we should work together to find a way to kill!"

The bald man shouted.

In just an hour, the bald man's breath was weakened a lot, and a gray corpse gas appeared on his face.

"No, kill you, I will find a way out!"

Lu Ming sneered and strode toward the bald man.

Cold sweat came out of the bald man's face, and his body retreated.

"Hey..."

All around, there was a cold voice that seemed to be watching a good show.

"Lu Ming, you have also been corroded by corpse gas. I don't believe that you can kill me. Now you and I will only accelerate the speed of corpse gas corrosion and kill yourself!"

The bald man shouted.

"At this point, you don't have to worry about it."

Lu Ming smiled coldly, his palms clenched, and a spear appeared.

Buzz!

The spear shocked, three moods broke out, and the horrible gunman blasted towards the bald man.

The bald man roared, the sword appeared, and Lu Ming fought.

However, he had been corroded by corpse gas and was weak for a long time. Where is Lu Ming's opponent, just a few strokes, he stepped back and forth and spurted blood.

"You... why are you okay?"

The bald man groaned incrediblely.

He found that Lu Ming's combat power was still at its peak, and nothing happened.

Roar!

Lu Ming's spear pierced out, and a three-colored true dragon flew out, hitting against the bald man. The bald man screamed, blood spewed out of his mouth, his body flew away from the ground, and fell to the ground.

Lu Ming stepped out and appeared in front of the bald man.

"No, don't kill me! Please forgive me!"

The bald man shouted in horror. At this time, he was seriously injured and could hardly resist.

"Just now, when you started working on me, did you ever forgive me?"

Lu Ming sneered, his eyes sharp as electricity.

The bald man was stagnant and his face kept changing.

He just wished to kill Lu Ming completely, how could he think of forgiving Lu Ming?

"Now, send you on the road!"

Lu Ming said.

"No, no, don't kill me, don't kill me, Lu Ming, I spent all my hard work before I got to the realm of Wu Wang, and I didn't want to die like this!"

The bald man shouted, and he reached the state of the King of Wu. With a thousand years of life, he did not want to die like this.

But Lu Ming's eyes were cold and unmoved.

"Also, I am the owner of the Hall of Thunder. If you kill me, the Lord of Thunder will definitely not let you go!"

The bald-headed man saw that it was soft, and came hard.

"The old man, Lord of the Thunder, I will take his dog head sooner or later!"

Lu Ming said coldly.

"Do you still want to kill the Lord of the Thunder Palace? You are delusional. I might as well tell you that the Lord of the Thunder Palace is the Holy Family, the Holy Family of one of the two big families in Tianxuan Domain!"

The bald man shouted.

"So much nonsense!"

boom!

Lu Ming took a cold drink and stepped out with one foot. This foot contained the power of Jiulong.

Crackling!

There was a loud noise from the bald man, and all the bones in the body were broken, like a pool of mud lying on the ground.

"I won't kill you, let you slowly feel that you have become a corpse!"

Lu Ming sneered.

"No, Lu Ming, you must not die. I will become a corpse, and you will not escape. You will not escape. Sooner or later, you will become a corpse, hahaha."

Seeing no hope, the bald man laughed wildly.

Lu Ming was too lazy to take care of him, and looked up.

Uh!

His body suddenly rose into the sky, a shot spurting toward the top of his head.

A three-color true dragon flew out.

Uh! Uh! …

Immediately, in all directions, the iron chain was open to cover the sky.

The chains were pulled down and pulled on the three-color true dragon.

There are too many iron chains, more than a few hundred, but just two breaths, and the three-color true dragon rushes away, turning into nothingness.

Unable to rush out, Lu Ming fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, useless, Lu Ming, you are dead!"

The bald man laughed.

"Hey, let it be my corpse!"

The cold laughter sounded again.

Lu Ming frowned, then sat cross-legged, thinking about countermeasures.

"This massive corpse, with my current strength, can't rush out at all, what should I do? What should I do?"

In Lu Ming's eyes, there was a trace of anxiety.

He was not anxious because of his comfort.

The corpse gas around him couldn't help him at all, he just had to wait a few days, maybe the strong man of Emperor Tianjin Palace came to rescue him.

But, just these few days, he couldn't wait.

Qiu Changkong, Xue Chao, have already gone to the scorching empire. With the strength of Xue Chaowu's realm, Xuanyuan Sword School, and Chixiaogu, they can't contend, they can only be destroyed.

Calculating the time, Qiu Changkong and Xue Chao should have arrived in the scorching empire long ago.

It is estimated that he is dispatching troops, sending troops, and besieging the Xuanyuan sword faction.

Lu Ming was running out of time, so he was in a hurry.

If the Xuanyuan Sword School is destroyed and his parents have an accident, he will regret it for life.

"How to break through this corpse of great corpses?"

"If I can break through the realm of King Wu now, maybe I can rush out!"

Lu Ming's thoughts changed sharply.

King Wu, King Wu, it's not easy to break through King Wu.

During this time, Lu Minglei's artistic conception has progressed the fastest, but there is still a certain distance away from condensing artistic conception runes. In a short period of time, it is difficult to converge artistic conception runes.

Huo Ran, Lu Ming's eyes lit up, then a flash of madness flashed.

"Today, only the soldiers are dangerous!"

Immediately, Lu Ming concentrated his thoughts, and the next moment, his mind manifested itself in his sea of ​​knowledge.

Looking at the huge Lei Ding in front of him, Lu Ming's eyes became more mad.

Before, he didn't dare to be too close to Lei Ding, fearing that the lightning on Lei Ding would destroy his mind and his soul would fly away.

But now, Lu Ming intends to fight.

He must use the power of thunder and lightning on Lei Ding to accelerate the comprehension of Lei Zhi's artistic conception and break through the realm of Wu Wang in one fell swoop.

tread!

Lu Ming stepped forward and walked towards Lei Ding.

Step by step, Lu Ming walked faster and faster, approaching Lei Ding quickly.

Zizi...

On Lei Ding, electro-optical flashing, thunder and lightning, terrible pressure, crazy pressure on Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's manifested heart shook sharply.

But the closer to Lei Ding, the clearer the artistic conception of Lei, Lu Ming felt that his understanding of the artistic conception of Lei was accelerating.

"Not enough, still not enough, far from it!"

Lu Ming's mind was getting closer to Lei Ding.

Finally, Lu Ming was only a few meters away from Lei Ding. When he arrived here, Lu Ming's mind shook violently, as if it would dissipate at any time.

"Fight, success or failure, in one fell swoop!"

In Lu Ming's eyes, the color of madness and fierceness kept blinking.

At the next moment, he suddenly stepped out and rushed forward.

Then, with a palm shot, facing Lei Ding.

bump!

A palm shot on top of Lei Ding. Suddenly, an unimaginable thunderous mood broke out, completely overwhelming Lu Ming's mind.

Lu Ming's mind, which had no resistance at all, collapsed directly.