Another black light burst out from Long Xian's body, like lightning.
Another scorpion tail.
Dragon Insurance's secret technique is actually somewhat similar to the Ice Chain, except that it can only use a scorpion tail.
In the previous sect competition, Long Xian only used one scorpion tail at most to resolve the battle. No one knew that Long Xian could actually use a second one.
Lu Ming's eyes also focused.
Fortunately, Lu Ming also had reservations, and he did not use all the ice chains.
"Ice Chain, go!"
Lu Ming waved his hand, and three more ice chains flew out. Several collision sounds were heard, and they successfully blocked the opponent's scorpion tail.
"You actually cultivated all six ice chains to perfection."
This time, Long Xian himself was shocked.
"That's surprising, then continue."
Lu Ming waved his hand again, and nine ice chains appeared on his body, flying out and wrapping around the dragon.
"Kujo..."
Long Xian's pupils shrank for a while, and he roared, a black light emitted from his body, and another scorpion tail actually flew out from his body.
Three scorpion tails!
Long Xian actually cultivated three scorpion tails.
Three scorpion tails and nine ice chains are constantly colliding.
Dang! Dang!...
A dense collision sounded, and in an instant, the two exchanged hundreds of moves.
"It's amazing. These two people are both monsters!"
"Long Xian is a monster, Lu Ming is even more monster!"
Lu Ming and Long Xian used all their cards, which really shocked everyone watching the battle. Even the elders of the inner sect could not calm down.
On the battlefield, two figures kept flashing, colliding, and fighting fiercely.
Those with weak cultivation can no longer see the figures of the two of them clearly.
Soon after, the two exchanged hundreds of moves before they separated and stood on each side of the battle platform.
Who's winning?
Everyone was curious and looked at the two people carefully.
"Look, Long Xian's aura is weaker, and his body is covered with a layer of frost."
someone exclaimed.
Everyone looked and saw that Long Xian's body was covered with a layer of frost. Even his hair and eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost.
"I lost!"
At this moment, Long Xian spoke and actually admitted defeat.
He looked at the nine flying ice chains behind Lu Ming, showing deep fear.
In particular, the cold air emitted by one of the ice chains was so amazing that during the continuous collision, he felt that the blood in his body was about to freeze.
He needs to devote a lot of divine power to resist the cold air and continue the battle. He will definitely not be Lu Ming's opponent.
"What? Long Xian gave in!"
"Lu Ming wins!"
Long Xian surrendered, causing an uproar at the scene.
This result was really beyond everyone's expectations.
Before, many people looked down upon Lu Ming at all, thinking that Lu Ming, a third-level True God, could not be crushed every minute.
But now, even Long Xian, who is sixth on the True God List, is no match for Lu Ming.
Lu Ming, is he still a human?
"If you cultivate the fourth scorpion tail, I will definitely not be your opponent."
Lu Ming also said politely.
Long Xian's strength was truly astonishing. Lu Ming had tried his best, but he still didn't have much of an advantage. It was only the terrifying cold air in the ninth ice chain that suppressed Long Xian.
If the opponent had a fourth scorpion tail, Lu Ming might not be his opponent.
This battle made Lu Ming understand that he cannot underestimate the world's heroes.
In the ancient universe, there are countless magical arts and terrifying secret techniques.
It is normal for some extremely powerful perverts to be born.
"If you lose, you lose. Besides, cultivating a fourth scorpion tail is not easy. I am convinced that I lost this battle!"
Long Xian was an upright person. After cupping his fists, he moved and left the fighting platform.
"Do you still have anyone to fight?"
Lu Ming looked around again, but no one responded.
Just kidding, Long Xian has already lost. Who can still fight with Lu Ming in the True God Realm?
If you go up there, you will definitely lose.
"Do you want to go up and fight?"
Long Zhoushan opened his mouth and asked.
Still no one answered.
"Okay, since no one has accepted the challenge, according to the previous agreement, Lu Ming will officially become the Holy Son."
Longzhoushan announced.
The faces of Holy Son Tianhong and Holy Son Fuguang were extremely gloomy and ugly.
In particular, Holy Son Tianhong and Holy Son Fuguang really lost their wives and soldiers, and each lost a talented person, resulting in heavy losses.
"Humph, this is just the beginning. How can it be so easy to secure the position of the Holy Son?"
Holy Son Tianhong snorted in his heart.
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
"Congratulations to Holy Son Lu Ming!"
Seeing that Longzhoushan had made the announcement, some inner sect elders clasped their fists to Lu Ming to congratulate him.
Of course, there are also some inner sect elders with gloomy faces and silence, such as Ying Cang’s master.
"Seniors, you're welcome!"
Lu Ming could only respond with cupped fists.
In fact, he really didn't care about this Holy Son, but Longzhoushan wanted to force it on him. Longzhoushan had placed a ghost dragon blood curse in his body, so he could only obey his orders.
"Okay, this matter is over, and this competition is officially over," Long Zhoushan announced, and he turned and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Lu Ming. Lu Ming could clearly see that Long Zhoushan's eyes were filled with excitement.
There is no expectation, and there is also a terrifying ferocity.
"What exactly is this old guy planning?"
Lu Ming frowned.
After Long Zhoushan left, the inner sect elders also left one after another.
"Lu Ming, no, Holy Son Lu Ming, congratulations, congratulations!"
Yue Linglong immediately came up to congratulate her with a smile.
"Brother Lu, congratulations."
Wu Zifeng also held his fists and expressed happiness.
"Stop congratulating me. I still don't want to be this holy son?"
Lu Ming said helplessly.
When the other disciples heard this, they were filled with envy and jealousy, wishing they could step on Lu Ming a few times.
They don’t want to be the Son of God yet, but they want to be the Son of God and they haven’t yet. It’s so irritating.
"Haha, it's too early to be happy now."
A cold voice sounded, and Holy Son Tianhong came leading people.
"Tianhong, what do you want to do?"
Ouyang Qingxiang also brought people over to confront Holy Son Tianhong.
"Don't worry, I won't take action."
Holy Son Tianhong glanced at Ouyang Qingxiang, then looked at Lu Ming and said: "To become a Holy Son, you must form your own faction and expand the strength of the faction, so that you can participate in the competition for the sect leader."
Having said this, Holy Son Tianhong glanced around and said: "I, Tianhong, are here to say that anyone who joins Lu Ming's faction will be my enemy!"
Threat, Chi Guoguo’s threat!
Holy Son Tianhong is threatening everyone. Anyone who joins Lu Ming's faction will become his enemy.
The consequences of being an enemy of Holy Son Tianhong can be imagined.
"Tianhong, don't you think it's too despicable for you to do this?"