Everlasting Dragon Emperor

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"Okay, everyone, follow me in!"

Bai Shijin shouted, first stepped into the vortex.

Uh! Uh! ...

One figure after another flew up and stepped into the vortex.

The light flashed, and those who stepped into the vortex disappeared.

"let's go!"

Lu Ming, they followed the crowd, flew into the vortex, and then disappeared.

Finally, there are still some veterans in Juniper, who also stepped in.

As soon as the light flashed, Lu Ming found that they appeared on a huge platform.

This is a huge platform, which is made of stone, with patterns on it, and behind it is a huge wall, blocking the retreat.

Above them, there is a vortex, which is the space channel they come in. After Lu Ming and others went to the war, Bai Shijin entered them and went out from here.

The direction in front seems to be empty, but the endless abyss, opposite the abyss, there is a huge light door.

"That's the entrance to the battle of luck!"

Bai Shijin's voice came out, pointing to the light door opposite the abyss.

Around Lu Ming, all were Fu Yangzong's disciples. They gathered together. Bai Shijin, Du Songjie, and others also came in.

"Emperor Tianshen Temple, Heavenly Corpse Sect, and the people of Heavenly Demon Valley are here!"

On the edge, the fat man whispered.

Lu Ming looked away.

On this platform, he saw the other three forces.

Like FuYongzong, every force came together.

"so many people!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved.

He found that the number of people who came in the Emperor Tianjin Palace was definitely over 10,000.

The number of Celestial Sects is also close to 10,000, and the Sky Demon Valley is much less, but there are more than 3,000.

how can that be? How can there be so many geniuses in Emperor Tianjing Palace?

The Emperor Tianjing Palace is a figure of Tianjiao. The previous Qianjiao list and the recent rise of Tianjiao will not exceed 800. With the addition of some young masters, there will be only 3,000 or 4,000 people. How can there be So many people?

"Tianyun, I heard that Emperor Tianshen Palace and Heavenly Corpse Sect, their own Tianjiao and young masters, are not that many, but they will all train a group of dead men!"

Beside, Bai Chixue whispered.

"Dead?"

Lu Ming wondered.

"Yes, deceased, do you see the group of people wrapped in black robes and carrying various weapons behind the Emperor Tianshen Palace? That is the dead, the Emperor Tianshen Palace used a special method to bring some young people The full potential of her is urged, and before the age of thirty, she has let her strength skyrocket and enter a very powerful state."

"But the consequence is that those young people's potential will be completely exhausted, and even their lifespan will be greatly shortened. Their thoughts will become numb. They only know to obey orders and are not afraid of death. Their purpose is to participate in the battle of luck and assist others. Tianjiao, get the chance, luck!"

Bai Chixue explained.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed with light, these great forces, for the battle of luck, can be described as exhausting means.

"Look, those who are covered in blood-red robes on the body of the Corpse Scorpion are also dead men. We Fu Zongzong, the invigorating way of cultivation, will not do it without such a mysterious technique that hurts the heavens, and Heavenly Demon Valley The demon clan is very proud and will not do it, so the number is very small!"

Bai Chixue Road.

Lu Ming nodded, believing that.

These deceased are nothing more than cultivating with secret methods. Young people under the age of thirty years of age participate in the battle of luck and consume it.

Lu Ming stood in the crowd, glancing at the three forces.

In the area of ​​the Emperor Tianshen Palace, he saw the six families of the ancient family, the six Supremes came together.

In every force, there are dozens of young men and women with extraordinary temperament and unfathomable.

These people, needless to say, are all Tianjiao at the top of the Qianjiao list, or Tianjiao of the same rank.

Lu Ming is looking at each other, and the other is looking at them.

"Haha, Bai Shijin, Du Songjue, did not expect that you Fu Yongzong dare to join the war, are you afraid that this generation of young people will die?"

With a loud laugh, a sudden sound came from the Emperor Tianjing Palace.

Lu Ming looked around and recognized that it was the owner of the Wang family, a generation of supreme, who was almost killed by Lu Ming with Jiulong Shending.

"Wang Shengtian!"

Bai Shijin's face sank, he sneered, and said nothing.

"It's good, anyway, you Fu Zongzong, one generation is not as good as one generation, and everyone in this generation is dying inside. With several old guys, you can't sustain it for a few years, Fu Yangzong, sooner or later will perish!"

Wang Shengtian, the head of the Wang family, continued to sneer, and his eyes looked like electricity, glancing at Fu Yuzong.

Lu Ming's heart beat, his breath converged, his figure moved, and he wanted to help others to block his figure.

But the next moment, he found a cold eye that fell on him.

Wang Shengtian's gaze.

At this moment, in Wang Shengtian's eyes, a terrifying murderous intention burst forth, and the staring landing sounded.

"Lu Ming, is it you? Unexpectedly, you ran to Fu Yangzong!"

An angry cry came from Wang Shengtian's mouth.

At the beginning of World War I, in Jiulong City, he was almost killed by Lu Ming with the Jiulong God Ding. A generation of supreme, who fell to such an end, can be described as having lost his face.

Taking his cultivation as an example, even if Lu Ming changes his physique and converges again, he can be seen at a glance.

Uh! Uh! ...

As Wang Shengtian's voice uttered, all eyes of Emperor Tianshen Palace looked towards Fu Yuzong.

Lu Ming, whose name is Emperor Tianjing Palace, who doesn't know?

Not only the Emperor Tianjing Palace, but also other forces have come.

"What? Lu Ming? Is Lu Ming among us?"

Among Fu Yangzong, most of them were shocked and looked at each other one by one.

Bai Shijin, Du Songjie and others looked down.

"Little beast, don't think you can hide from me by hiding in the crowd. You are actually in FuYongzong? Huh, how do you die?"

Wang Shengtian sneered.

The other five great supremes, their eyes cooled, looked at Lu Ming.

In the first battle of the same day, they also lost their faces. The six great supremes joined forces and did not win Lu Ming a junior.

"Lu Ming? Who is Lu Ming!"

Bai Chixue's eyes widened, glancing around.

"Hide? Why should I hide? What can you do to me here?"

Lu Ming spoke, and the clear voice spread throughout the audience.

After all, he strode out and came out of the crowd.

This place is the entrance to the battle of luck. It is extremely mysterious and has a powerful suppression effect.

The older people come here, the more severe the suppression. For example, Wang Shengtian, who has lived for thousands of years. When he comes here, he can only exert his spiritual behavior at the most. What is he afraid of?

This is a well-known thing, otherwise, he will not come here in a fair and upright manner, and Yan Fanatics and Jiuyang Supreme will not be at ease and did not follow.

Once in here, those strong men can't exert much combat power.

Lu Ming didn't want to be discovered at the beginning, just wanted to save some trouble, but since he was found, then he would stand up generously.

At this moment, everyone's eyes focused on Lu Ming.

"Tianyun? You... are you Lu Ming?"

Bai Chixue's eyes widened and dumbfounded. His eyes were full of incredible colors.

Tianyun, actually Lu Ming?