There is no suspense about Lu Ming winning the first place in the No. 8 battlefield.

Now, he already has a dragon of luck of more than 120 feet. In the battlefield No. 8, unless the luck of others is added together, it cannot be compared with Lu Ming.

Next, Lu Ming ran wildly. Anyone who met Lu Ming wanted to take action, but was directly killed by Lu Ming, while someone shouted to admit defeat.

Half an hour later, Lu Ming followed more than a dozen disciples of the Fu Puzzle Sect.

Lu Ming wants to take them to the end.

"No, Rukong is in danger and you will encounter the Emperor God!"

In the stands, an old man suddenly started to scream.

There was no suspense in the battlefield No. 8, and everyone's eyes turned to other battlefields.

The eyes of the Fu Kuang Sect couldn't help but turn to the battlefield No. 1.

The genius of Fu Kuang Sect is like an empty person, right in the battlefield No. 1.

Everyone could see that Rukong was rushing to the road, and the dragon of luck above his head reached about twenty feet.

On one side, the Emperor God was flying towards Rukong quickly, his speed was terrifying, but Rukong seemed to have not noticed it.

If this continues, the two of them will soon collide.

The hearts of the Fu Kuang Sect were raised.

Sure enough, just a dozen breaths, the two met.

Rukong heard the movement and turned his head to see, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"I..."

Rukong had no hesitation at all and wanted to yell to admit defeat.

"die!"

At the same time, the Emperor God took action, and a sword light was incredibly fast, as if it had penetrated through a lot of space in an instant, and almost instantly slashed Rukong's body.

The three words "I admit defeat" were torn into pieces by the terrifying sword light before Rukong could even scream.

Fast, too fast, it's so fast that it's hard to react.

"Like empty!"

Jun Songjue roared, feeling heartbroken.

"How could it be?"

The other elders and elders of Fu Kuang Sect looked gloomy.

Rukong, Fu Kuang, is second only to the master of Huanzhen, and is ranked 15th on the Thousand Pride List. He was killed just like that. At the hands of the Emperor God, he has almost no power of resistance.

The combat power of the Emperor God is unfathomable.

After the Emperor God killed Rukong, he devoured Rukong's fortune dragon without any pause. His body moved and turned into a golden light and flew towards the distance.

"Hahaha! Well killed, all the geniuses of your Fu Ku Sect will die!"

"Although Lu Ming has saved his life now, if he meets the Emperor God later, he will still die!"

There were sarcastic laughter in the area of ​​the Emperor Tian Divine Palace.

Du Songjue and others squeezed their fists tightly together.

The Fu Kuang Sect originally had thirteen candidates, but seven of them had fallen before, but now one more fell, with only five people left.

Then, they turned their attention to Wen Lezhang and others.

Unfortunately, they were not lucky and met an invincible strong man, but fortunately they were not killed in one blow, and they all gave in.

As time passed, some people were killed, but more people were defeated or admitted defeat and were teleported out of the battlefield.

There were more and more people appearing in the stands, and many people sighed and gave in. After admitting defeat, there was no more luck left.

Ruan Tingting also appeared in the stands. When she met a powerful opponent, she admitted defeat directly.

And in the eight battlefields, the battle became more and more intense.

On the battlefield No. 8, Lu Ming was almost invincible.

Several masters who achieved the fortune-turning dragon met Lu Ming behind, but when they saw Lu Ming's fortune-turning dragon that was more than 100 feet long, their faces changed wildly and turned around and ran away.

They are not fools. Lu Ming can survive until now, and the dragon of luck has soared by dozens of feet. Needless to say, those who fight Lu Ming's abacus have all luck given to Lu Ming. What are they waiting for if they don't run away?

However, at Lu Ming's speed, how could they run away? In the end, they all gave in.

Finally, Lu Ming's true dragon of luck was almost terrifying at a rate of 150 feet. He circled in the sky and saw from afar. Those who saw from afar changed their faces from afar and turned around and ran away.

Even the genius of Tian Yao Valley is as famous as Luo Tian, ​​and he runs faster than anyone else.

This made Lu Ming a little depressed. The distance was too far away, so it was more troublesome to pursue him. He was afraid that the disciples of Fu Kuang Sect would be in danger, so Lu Ming was too lazy to chase him.

The overall situation of the No. 8 battlefield has been decided, and the No. 1 battlefield is almost the same, and other battlefields are filled with smoke.

"Huanzhen met Dongfang Yu!"

A veteran of Fu Kuang Sect shouted, and the others looked at the battlefield No. 4 and their hearts were raised.

The experts from other parties also looked at the battlefield No. 4.

Huanzhen meets Dongfang Yu, and this is a peak duel.

Huanzhen, the eighth place on the Thousand Prides list, Dongfang Yu, the third place on the Thousand Prides list, second only to the Emperor God and Blood Sword.

As soon as the two met, they started a fierce battle.

However, it is obvious that Dongfang Yu is stronger, but Huanzhen does not seek to achieve success but seeks no mistakes, and is defending the whole time.

Huanzhen is like a bright moon, her whole body is glowing, and the bright moon appears in front of her, blocking Huanzhen's attack.

This is a body-carving formation, and it is an extremely powerful defensive formation, which is many times stronger than Ji Mai's body-carving formation.

At the same time, inscription formations continued to emerge around Huanzhen, and inscription scrolls were also stimulated.

Various lights are constantly shining, and various defensive formations are formed.

Although Dongfang is extremely powerful, Huanzhen is determined to defend, and it is impossible for him to break through in a short period of time.

The two were in a stalemate, and finally Dongfang Yu had no choice but to retreat, which made everyone in Fu Kuang Sect breath out a long sigh.

Everyone in the Emperor Tian Divine Palace snorted coldly and felt sorry for Dongfang Yu not killing Huanzhen.

At this time, in the battlefield No. 2, Fatty and Wang Fentian met.

"die!"

When Wang Fentian saw the fat man, he burst out with a fierce murderous intent and launched a rapid attack.

He knew that Fatty is the apprentice of the Demon Emperor, but this is a battle of luck. Even if he killed Fatty, the Demon Emperor could not say anything?

"He is Nana, I want to kill me, ten thousand years ago!"

The fat man screamed and burst out with blood.

The third bloodline, the eight golden chakras, almost made Wang Fentian pop up his eyes.

Even the strong spiritual gods and supreme strong men in the stands could not control their emotions and stood up from the stands with shock on their faces.

The God-level Eighth Bloodline is actually the God-level Eighth Bloodline, which is too terrifying.

Except for the several emperors, the others were shocked.

"Senior Demon Heaven's disciple is indeed extraordinary!"

The Nine Yang Supreme sighed.

Du Songjue and others nodded repeatedly. They had seen a fat man before, but they didn't expect that this fat man who seemed unreliable was so terrible. He is worthy of being the apprentice accepted by the Emperor.

"Damn it!"

The head of the Wang family and others roared lowly, shocked.

The God-level eighth level is rare in the world. Just like the Yan Kuangzou, it is the God-level eighth level. Its combat power is so powerful that it can fight against the three supreme masters with one person.

They thought that this fat man was Lu Ming's brother of life and death.

"Fentian, kill this fat man, kill him!"

The head of the Wang family growled.

This fat man is so scary. Once he grows up in the future, he will be another Yan Kuangshu.
Chapter completed!