Until everyone in the mountain dispersed, a ray of light suddenly bloomed on a mountain peak that reached straight into the sky in the middle of the school.
An old-looking figure slowly appeared, looking at the young man in black who disappeared into the distance, with no expression on his face.
Only in that pair of eyes, the Tao pattern evolves, containing vicissitudes of life and desolation, as if the Tao is reincarnated and will last forever.
At the same time, Daotian Academy was thousands of miles away.
I saw a figure falling from the sky, floating and sinking like ghost mist, ethereal and illusive.
At this time, Lu Ming still had a gloomy look on his face.
To this day, he still hasn't figured out why Ling Xiao plotted against him.
Could it be possible that he knew something?
After all, in the martial arts competition between the four courtyards, Lu Ming also used the seven-colored divine dagger to show off the aura of ghosts and Buddhas in order to prove himself.
Although he was confident that even the four masters of the courtyard would not be able to recognize the origin of this divine object, but...
When he thought of that unparalleled face, Lu Ming felt a chill run through his body, and he felt an unspeakable fear.
His scheming, his ruthlessness, and his hypocritical and unparalleled beauty are like the deepest abyss in the nine heavens, and one glance is taboo.
"There are less than two years until the date agreed with Master. It seems that during this period, we must first find a place to stay. The Ling clan cannot find it for the time being."
Lu Ming turned his head and glanced at the night sky in the distance.
But I saw dark clouds gradually rising under the moon, covering the sky and the sun, making it appear gloomy and terrifying for no reason.
Gradually, the silver moon seemed to be shrouded in scarlet. At first it was just a wisp, but then it spread all over the sky.
And under the blood moon, a figure in black stepped from the sky, covered in darkness.
Before Lu Ming could react, he saw the black shadow reach out with a palm and turn into a statue of a thousand-foot-long god.
Faintly, there seemed to be a demonic figure appearing, destroying the ancient times, but there was no trace of demonic nature around him.
"Damn!!"
Lu Ming's expression changed drastically, and ghostly mist surrounded him. The seven-colored divine dagger shot out of the air again, intending to cut Cangming into pieces and escape from this place.
But, at this moment, on the horizon, a clear light seemed to bloom, transforming into an ancient formation, and directly locking the entire world into it.
"this…"
At this moment, Lu Ming felt only endless fear and a chill that penetrated his whole body.
The four auras of ghost, Buddha, Taoism and Confucianism revived at the same time, forming a barrier outside his body, which was bright and evil, revealing a feeling of indestructibility.
"boom!!"
Above the void, the vast breath ripples thousands of miles.
The terrifying inspiration seemed to be transmitted from ancient times, the Milky Way sky fell, and billions of stars exploded at the same time.
The endless inscriptions and rhymes are like a sea of ups and downs, densely packed, trying to suppress the world.
Even though Lu Ming was confident that the skills he cultivated were the best in the world, looking at such a dominating figure, he still instinctively felt fear and fear from deep down, as if he saw something ominous.
too big…
The gap is really huge!!
If Lu Ming didn't hold a life-saving trump card in his hand, this offensive alone would be enough for him to collapse.
"boom!!"
The demonic shadow suppressed it, and with the force of shattering the world, it suddenly fell.
And the four-law barrier couldn't even last for a breath before it completely shattered.
Lu Ming's face turned pale and he hurriedly retreated, but he was still hit by the demonic figure, breaking half of his body.
"Puch."
Above the sky, Ling Xiao fell from the sky, looking coldly at the young man struggling to get up from the ground, with no trace of emotion on his face.
From the moment he saw Lu Ming, he had no intention of letting go of the leek.
Yes, there are many destiny in this world, but destiny and destiny are different.
Some destiny, the talent itself is far more precious than the golden finger of control.
Just like Ling Tian and Ning Chuan, they also have incredible trump cards that far exceed those of their peers.
But what really deserves Ling Xiao to conquer them is the desire for power in both of them.
An almost crazy pursuit.
As for Lu Ming, this guy has neither a divine body nor a bloodline. He just relied on his skills and spiritual treasures to achieve his destiny.
This type of destiny does not mean that one cannot reach the peak of the avenue, but...
If I take this magical treasure away, isn't it now mine?
Gan!
Just now on Dao Mountain, everyone is watching.
Even though Ling Xiao now has many methods, it is absolutely impossible to search Lu Ming's soul and soul silently.
Therefore, he only left a mark on the latter, deliberately giving him a chance to escape.
"Ling Xiao!!"
Lu Ming's eyes showed fear and he retreated hastily. Blood dripped from his body, turning the soil beneath him black.
"Senior Brother Lu, we meet again."
Ling Xiao looked gentle and looked at the young man in front of him.
Being able to withstand his palm, Lu Ming is worthy of being a man of destiny.
However, whether this spiritual treasure or the technique is good, someone must have passed it down.
At this time, the reason why Ling Xiao did not kill anyone was because he was not sure whether the powerful person who had passed on Lu Ming's secrets was in his body.
"You...how did you find me?"
The severe pain all over his body made Lu Ming's expression look quite distorted.
But above his broken body, traces of golden and black aura could be vaguely seen flowing, surging with vitality and containing immortality.
"Does it matter?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his eyes extremely indifferent, "Brother Lu, it's getting late, why don't you...I give you a ride?"
"Ling Xiao!! You presume to have the reputation of a human emperor. How is your behavior different from that of an evil spirit?"
Lu Ming gritted his teeth and saw Ling Xiao's sword power lingering around his body. A look of determination finally appeared on his face, "Ling Xiao!! Do you really think I'm afraid of you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes seemed to be filled with ghostly patterns, and even the aura on his body became inexplicably gloomy.
"Sure enough, I still have a trump card."
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, not feeling the slightest surprise about this.
Although Lu Ming's luck cannot be compared with Gu Chaoci, Xue Xiyan and others, it is comparable to Zhang Jiuji and others.
Even though Ling Xiao is now invincible and has many methods, he still doesn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
His existence is a setback and hardship for the Son of Destiny.
As we all know, setbacks and hardships are the driving force for the growth of these people.
In other words, Ling Xiao kills Destiny to achieve his own achievement, and the Son of Destiny also has to step on him to reach the pinnacle of heaven and earth.
This is a kind of game, and the fair part is that Tianming is protected by heaven's destiny, and Ling Xiao... can see the difference between them at a glance.
"Buzz!"
Between the mountains and forests, there are many ghosts and mist.
A heart-stopping soul fluctuation quietly filled the entire ancient formation.
At this moment, Lu Ming's broken body was replaced by a dark and strange soul light.
And his eyes also turned into seven colors at this time.
"Ling Xiao, you should feel honored. You are the first person in the Qing Cang world to see me perform this secret technique."
Lu Ming lowered his head and looked at the regrown palm, his tone was indifferent and low.
The next moment, I saw him suddenly raising his head, and in his eyes, there was a majestic glow, flowing with the supreme majesty that had gone through all eternity.