Chapter 1162 Defeating the Eightfold Spiritual God
"Young people who are so arrogant are likely to die young!"
Venerable Xu's eyes were cold. He took a few steps and approached Lu Ming at high speed. The aura on his body became stronger and stronger.
Whoosh!
In his hand, a soft whip appeared. The soft whip was covered with hooks. Under the sun, the cold light flickered. The soft whip quickly grew in length, and finally became more than ten miles long, like a poisonous snake, heading towards the landing.
Go and ring the scroll.
The soft whip cut through the air, making a harsh sound, and a ferocious crack was drawn out of the space.
Faced with such an attack, Lu Ming's face was calm, his body swayed slightly, and he avoided the attack, stepped forward, and killed Venerable Xu.
"You can't escape, the dragnet will kill you ten thousand times!"
Venerable Xu shouted loudly and swung his soft whip wildly, like a real dragon hovering in the air. It turned into numerous whip shadows and wrapped around Lu Ming like a heavenly and earthly net, sealing off all escape routes.
"Why should I run away? Just break away!"
A calm voice came out, and within Lu Ming's body, there were bursts of dragon roars, his true energy boiled, and he punched out.
boom!
This punch seemed to push the entire space, and the space exploded. A terrifying punch rushed towards the heavy whip shadows. Those whip shadows collapsed instantly like a push of rotten branches.
When it opened, it turned into debris and flew in all directions.
The terrifying force even rushed towards Venerable Xu along the soft whip. His face changed drastically, his body shook, and he stepped back.
Whoosh!
A figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of him.
"not good!"
Venerable Xu was greatly shocked. He punched subconsciously and then wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
boom!
Lu Ming punched out again, as fast as lightning, coming first and hitting Venerable Xu directly on the chest.
Venerable Xu let out a desperate scream, and his whole body exploded, not even his spirit soul was preserved.
The power of devouring exploded, covering Venerable Xu, and all his energy and energy were swallowed up by Lu Ming.
"Your bitch is dead, why don't you show up personally?"
Lu Ming looked at Xie Zhen indifferently and disdainfully.
This made Xie Zhen grit his teeth, but he was also shocked in his heart.
A strong man at the seventh level of the Spiritual God was killed so easily by Lu Ming. Isn't Lu Ming's combat power too terrifying?
The faces of other people watching the battle also changed drastically.
"Lu Ming's strength has been greatly improved compared to the previous million-year sacrifice. Such an amazing talent is rare in the world!"
"With his current fighting power, Xie Nianjun is obviously no match for him. How about facing Long Chen?"
"I don't know, but it's a pity that no matter how talented Lu Ming is today, no matter how high his combat power is, the result is already determined. Don't forget, this is the Holy City. Even if the emperor comes, he may not leave, let alone Lu Ming.
Ming?"
While many people were shocked at Lu Ming's combat prowess and talent, they also felt sorry for Lu Ming. This was the Holy City, and no matter how strong Lu Ming was, the outcome was already doomed.
"At your age, you have such cultivation and fighting power, which has been rare in ancient times. I admire you. If you swear a blood oath and surrender to the Xie family of my royal family, how about I plead with the Holy Emperor to spare your life?"
A white-haired old man stepped out of the air and walked towards Lu Ming, looking like a fairy.
There was a terrifying aura surrounding him, which was several times stronger than that of Venerable Xu before.
The pinnacle of the eighth level of the spiritual god!
Lu Ming's eyes flashed. The white-haired old man's cultivation was not hidden at all. Lu Ming could see it at a glance.
"As an eighth-level spiritual god, are you qualified to ask the Holy Emperor to spare me? You think too highly of yourself!"
Lu Ming curled his lips casually and said disdainfully.
"This is at least a chance, isn't it? If you refuse, you won't even have a chance!"
Being looked down upon by Lu Ming, the white-haired old man's eyes flashed with a sharp edge and he said in a deep voice.
"Haha, just you? I'm afraid you're not qualified!"
Lu Ming smiled, his disdain even stronger.
"Arrogant, if I take action, you have no chance!"
The white-haired old man's eyes showed anger, his body was filled with milky white light, and his eyes were cold.
Although Lu Ming easily killed a strong man of the seventh level of the spiritual god, he was at the peak of the eighth level of the spiritual god. His strength was much stronger than that of the seventh level of the spiritual god. He could also easily kill a strong man of the seventh level of the spiritual god.
Therefore, he is confident that he can suppress Lu Ming.
Lu Ming is young after all, no matter how strong he is, he won't be too outrageous!
call out!
A white sword light bloomed from the hand of the white-haired old man, pierced the vast sky, and killed Lu Ming.
This sword is sharp, ruthless, stunning, and terrifying.
With just one sword strike, he was much stronger than Venerable Xu who was at the seventh level of the Spiritual God just now.
Within Lu Ming's body, dragons roared in waves, above his head, the third bloodline emerged, and a force poured into Lu Ming's body, causing Lu Ming's strength to surge again.
bump!
He took a step forward and struck out with a palm.
The power of the palm was astonishing, and it broke the sky with one palm, forming a terrifying palm blade that struck the old man's white sword light.
Keng!
A sharp explosion sounded, the white sword light dissipated, and Lu Ming rushed towards the old man.
The old man's face changed slightly, and the long sword in his hand kept thrusting out, with streaks of snow-white sword light, like streaks of bright crystal light, stabbing towards Lu Ming.
The sword light was densely packed, as if it were endless, pouring towards Lu Ming continuously.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lu Ming clenched his fist and continued to blast out.
Faintly, Lu Ming's fist seemed to turn into a prison monument, suppressing everything.
There were dense explosions in the sky, and the sword light pierced by the white-haired old man was constantly collapsing. Lu Ming faced the sword light, rushed up, and killed the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man's face changed, becoming ugly and solemn. He shouted loudly, and his bloodline emerged. He used bloodline fusion to transform into a milky-white war sword.
The war sword shook, and more and sharper sword light poured towards Lu Ming.
"break!"
Nine dragons emerged, Lu Ming transformed into a nine dragon, rushed forward, broke through all the sword rays, and the claws of the nine dragons continuously grabbed onto the milky white sword.
The milky-white sword shook wildly, and then collapsed, revealing the true form of the white-haired old man.
At this time, the white-haired old man was in an extremely embarrassed state. He no longer had the immortal spirit he had before. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, and his white robe was covered with blood. With a look of horror in his eyes, he rushed towards the wall of the Holy City desperately.
At this moment, countless people in the Holy City who saw this scene gasped and were extremely shocked.
The strong men at the eighth level of the Spiritual God were all defeated, seriously injured by Lu Ming, and fled for their lives in embarrassment.
This is so unbelievable that if you didn’t see it with your own eyes, you wouldn’t believe it.
A young man, less than thirty years old, could seriously injure a veteran powerhouse at the eighth level of the Spiritual God. Such examples have been rarely recorded in the Shenhuang Continent since ancient times.
This is beyond common sense and is terrible.
Now, many people are doubting whether Long Chen, who is known as the best in the world, is still Lu Ming's opponent.
Xie Nianjun, who was fighting with Xie Nianqing in the sky, naturally sensed this scene and was shocked, with an incredible look in his eyes.
Lu Ming's combat prowess far exceeded hers.
Being as arrogant as she is is a little hard to accept.