Lu Ming sneered, continued to step forward, and punched out.
There is no doubt that Lu unleashed seven dragon powers, running the Heavenly Power of Suppressing Prison, and coupled with the five-color artistic conception, it was extremely powerful and terrifying.
when!
Another punch hit the sword. This time, Wu Cang could no longer resist. The sword exploded, revealing his true body. He vomited blood and ran away frantically.
"My God, who is that? It seems to be Wu Cang!"
"Yes, it's him. He actually escaped and was being hunted. Who is so powerful? Can he hunt down Wu Cang?"
"Then... isn't that that Zhan Wu Zha? It's him who is chasing Wu Cang. It's so scary. He just defeated Wu Cang's bloodline fusion with one punch."
"What are you talking about Zhan Wu Zha? This is clearly a rare talent in the world. His fighting power is unrivaled. He is so strong. No wonder he can pass through the Tianxu Cave!"
Not far away, five or six people passed by and were stunned when they saw this scene.
Wu Cang didn't know Lu Ming because Wu Cang wasn't there when he broke into the Tianxu Cave. He only arrived after the secret book of the Holy Palace was opened later.
But those few people passing by recognized Lu Ming.
At first, they thought that Lu Ming was lucky enough to pass through the Tianxu Cave. At this time, they were really shocked and thought that he was dreaming.
Lu Ming used the Nine-Dragon Sky Step, and his speed was astonishing. He caught up with Wu Cang in just a few seconds, and punched out again.
"don't want!"
Wu Cang yelled and tried his best to resist, but he was still punched and half of his body was broken.
bump!
Then, Lu Ming stepped down, Wu Cang screamed and fell apart.
Another second-class genius was killed.
However, just like Xue Luozi, after Wu Cang was killed, another white light shrouded him. Not far away, his body actually condensed out again. He looked at Lu Ming with a spiteful look, and then disappeared with a shudder.
without a trace.
"It's the talisman again!"
Lu Ming frowned.
These second-class geniuses all have the potential to challenge the emperor. The major forces attach great importance to them and spend a lot of money to buy destiny talismans from Tianxia Academy.
Almost all second-class geniuses have one piece.
The second-class genius is so important and has the potential to challenge the emperor.
An emperor can make a force become a hegemonic force and prosper for 10,000 to 20,000 years. The effect is really huge. Compared with the Supreme, I don't know how many times more important.
What those overlord forces hope most is to have successors. If there are no successors, no new emperor will be born in the future generations, and an overlord force will soon weaken, such as Yaowang Valley and Fu Puppet Sect.
In the Shenhuang Continent, there have been countless overlord forces in history, but how many of them can continue to prosper and be passed down?
Very few!
Many overlord forces eventually weakened because the latecomers had no emperors. It can be imagined how highly those overlord forces valued the second-class genius.
In the distance, those people gasped and broke into cold sweats. Lu Ming was too ruthless. He was a second-class prodigy, and he would kill him as soon as he was told. Fortunately, he had a life talisman, otherwise, the Tianwu Sword Sect would probably go crazy.
Lu Ming glanced at those people and ignored them. He returned to the edge of the cliff and continued to understand the killing style.
Tianxia Academy, besides all the jade stones, is still crowded with people.
High in the sky, all the Supreme Beings sat cross-legged and waited silently.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a white light flashed, and Wu Cang's figure appeared.
Everyone looked over at the same time.
"Wu Cang, it's Wu Cang. He was beheaded. What danger did he encounter?"
"It seems that the secret realm is really dangerous. How many of those without life talismans have died?"
"Danger also comes with opportunities. If you get something, it's all worth it!"
Many people looked at Wu Cang and talked a lot.
"Wu Cang, what's going on?"
High in the sky, a supreme leader of the Tianwu Sword Sect asked.
When the Supreme Being asked a question, Wu Cang did not dare not to answer, so he immediately started talking.
"A dark-skinned young man with a simple and honest appearance, but extremely cunning..."
Wu Cang didn't know what Lu Ming called, so he described Lu Ming's appearance.
"What? Doesn't this look like Lu Shaoqing, the fifth scumbag in the war? It's him again!"
"What a killing god. First he killed many masters of Xueluo Palace, he killed Xueluozi, and now he killed Wu Cang. This man is really terrifying!"
"Serially killing the geniuses, this person's combat power is so amazing, I'm afraid he is the best among the second-class geniuses."
Many people were amazed.
The people in Xueluo Palace looked gloomy, while Xueluozi gritted his teeth and looked ugly.
You can just talk about it, so why bother with them.
In the secret realm of the Holy Mansion, on the cliff, Lu Ming studied carefully.
Every time when the giant eagle came back, he would leave. The next day when the giant eagle went out to look for food, he would go to meditate.
Five days in a row, I gained a lot.
This mark is not complete, it is just a kind of "meaning". From this mind, Lu Ming understood five killing styles, which Lu Ming named himself the Five Killing Styles.
The Five Killing Moves do not have specific moves, they are just a way of using the killing artistic conception. In other words, without the killing artistic conception, it is useless at all.
However, when Lu Ming borrows the power of the third bloodline, he can borrow the artistic conception of killing, and the five killing styles can come in handy.
Before, Lu Ming borrowed the power of the third bloodline simply to borrow strength. With the five killing styles, it will undoubtedly be more powerful.
"about there!"
Five days later, Lu Ming got up and left.
This imprint is not complete, and even if you continue to understand it, you will not gain much.
Lu Ming left here and continued to look for opportunities.
One day later, Lu Ming came to a lush mountain range.
"Wochao, why are all the elixirs hollowed out along the way? What bastard did this?"
Dandan ran around like a gust of wind, cursing.
This large mountain has a very strong spiritual energy and towering ancient trees. Along the way, Dandan discovered dozens of pits, all of which were left by the elixir being dug away.
According to Dandan's speculation, they were all left behind by the eighth-level elixir. He was so angry that someone had obviously taken advantage of them first.
"The digging was so clean that not a single hair was left behind!"
Dandan sighed.
Lu Ming was also speechless. They kept changing directions in this mountain forest.
"There's someone ahead!"
Suddenly, Dandan glared and climbed onto Lu Ming's shoulder.
Lu Ming restrained his breath and moved forward cautiously.
Ahead, a figure, fluttering in white clothes, walked through the air, flickering in the mountains and forests.
From the back, he looks very young, but he has a bald head, and the top of his head is round and smooth.
His movements were extremely fast, like a gust of wind. After a while, he appeared in front of a magical medicine.
"My hair is so good!"
The bald man groaned, then waved his sleeves, and the elixir rose from the ground and was collected by him.
"Is this... the holy monk from the Western Desert?"
Lu Ming was greatly surprised.
It is said that the West Desert is different from other places in that Buddhism is practiced. The entire land of the West Desert is mainly based on Buddhism and there are many ancient temples.
Judging from the bald man's attire and the chanting of the Buddha's name, he is clearly a holy monk from the Western Desert.
After the holy monk of the West Desert put away the elixir, he continued to move forward. Soon after, he came to the outside of a dark underground cave and observed carefully.
After a while, he stepped back a few miles and took out a disk. Then, a purple beam of light shot into the sky.