Lu Ming immediately doubled his combat power and used the first of the three world-destroying strikes to break through the air.
A spear light shot up into the sky, extremely bright.
Touch! Touch! Touch!...
The thousands of waves of swords struck by Huang Wen shattered one after another.
Finally, the gun light rushed past and intersected with Huang Wen.
The next moment, all energy fluctuations disappeared, and the spear in Lu Ming's hand also disappeared without a trace. Lu Ming fell on the battlefield with an expressionless face.
But Huang Wen's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.
A blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, and the front and back were translucent.
The sparkle in his eyes disappeared quickly, and the life breath on his body also disappeared quickly.
thump!
Huang Wen fell to the battlefield, no longer breathing any life.
Huang Wen is dead!
Most of the people at the scene had dull faces.
Huang Wen was actually killed by Lu Ming, which was beyond most people's expectations.
The third level true god actually killed the genius who was the eighth level true god. This is too exaggerated.
"Monster, it turns out that Lu Ming is a monster!"
"It's so perverted. No wonder the sect wants to make him the Holy Son. It turns out that his combat power is so terrifying!"
Many people murmured to themselves, and finally knew why Longzhou Mountain wanted to canonize Lu Ming as the Holy Son.
Lu Ming is a pervert. There is no doubt that the divine power he controls is definitely divine power above that of a saint. Otherwise, he would not be so strong. When he becomes a god or a saint, it is not a sure thing.
"Damn it!"
The eyes of the Holy Son of Floating Light were cold, Huang Wen's death caused him to lose one of his generals.
"Brother..."
In the crowd, Huang Wu let out a shrill scream, his face was as pale as snow, and he looked terrified.
He relies entirely on his elder brother Huang Wen to succeed in the outer area of Kongxuan Sect. Now that Huang Wen is dead, who can he rely on in the future?
He knew that the days ahead would be difficult for him.
"Clean up the battle platform!"
Long Zhoushan ordered that someone go down immediately and take Huang Wen's body away.
"Who among you wants to fight!"
Lu Ming looked at the people from the seven major factions.
"Moying, go kill him!"
Holy Son Tianhong ordered a young man behind him.
"This kid can't survive!"
Leng Ku, a young man in black robe behind Tianhong Shenzi, stepped down and landed on the battle platform.
"It's him, Shadow!"
"Sage Tianhong directly sent this person to take action. It seems that he is determined to win!"
Many people were slightly surprised.
In the previous sect competition, Moying showed amazing strength. Although he was not as good as the top experts on the eight true gods list, he was not too far behind.
The magic shadow's cultivation level is the ninth level of true god.
"Boy, your strength is indeed strong. You can kill Huang Wen at the third level of True God, which really surprises me, but your life should end here!"
The demonic figure spoke coldly.
"Huang Wen said the same thing before, and then he died!"
Lu Ming replied simply, making Moying's face darken.
"Don't compare me to that trash, kill me!"
The demonic figure shouted loudly and rushed towards Lu Ming, but when he was halfway through, he suddenly disappeared.
"Is it a magical speed skill? No, this is a secret skill!"
Lu Ming's eyes moved, and a spear appeared in his hand, sweeping in all directions.
The gun light crushed past, but no trace of the demonic shadow was found.
call out!
Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound sounded behind Lu Ming, and the demonic shadow launched an attack on him.
The other party, without knowing it, was already behind Lu Ming.
"Get out of here!"
Lu Ming shouted low, and his divine power surged out like a wave. With a wave of his hand, dozens of spear lights shot out in all directions.
when!
In one direction, there was an explosion, and a figure was knocked away.
"Hey, it's useless, just die!"
The figure of the demonic shadow kept flashing, and in an instant, hundreds of figures appeared on the battlefield, spinning around Lu Ming.
From time to time, a figure rushed towards Lu Ming, but was repelled by Lu Ming.
"It seems like you can't defeat me."
Lu Ming sneered.
"Yeah?"
Suddenly, hundreds of figures stopped at the same time and gathered together.
"My arrangement has been completed. Lu Ming, go to hell, devil and ghost curse!"
The demonic figure shouted coldly, and a strong black energy filled his body. He kept pinching the seals with his hands, and the next moment, a force suddenly burst out from Lu Ming's body.
This power was so evil that it didn't know when it rushed into Lu Ming's body. When it exploded, it formed a series of dark and ferocious ghosts, roaring inside Lu Ming's body, trying to devour Lu Ming's flesh and blood.
"He was planted with a demonic curse by the demonic shadow. This kid is doomed!"
Holy Son Tianhong sneered.
Holy Son Fuguang, Holy Son Zhixia and others all looked on indifferently.
"Lu Ming!"
Yue Linglong and Wu Zifeng couldn't help but feel worried.
"Hahaha, Lu Ming, go to hell!"
The demonic shadow laughed wildly.
As long as he has planted a curse of demons and ghosts, almost no one in the true god realm can break it. Even those strong men on the true god list will be in trouble once they are planted.
"Was it planted during the collision at that time?"
Lu Ming whispered.
Before, the other party collided with each other continuously. With each collision, Lu Ming felt a weak force rushing into his body.
Since the power was not strong, Lu Ming didn't pay much attention.
Now that I think about it, it's just some sort of devilish curse.
This demonic curse is somewhat similar to the ghost dragon blood curse cast by Longzhou Mountain, but its power is vastly different.
"dominate!"
Lu Ming's heart moved, and the master's divine power exploded with all his strength, shrouding the demons and ghosts.
Tsk tsk...
Shrouded by the master's divine power, those ghostly shadows, like ice cubes encountering flames, immediately made a hissing sound and quickly melted and dissipated.
"You...how could you? How could you have broken my demon curse?"
The demonic shadow suddenly screamed in disbelief.
"A trivial skill can be used to embarrass someone!"
Lu Ming spoke indifferently, swayed, and used the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Technique to kill the demonic shadow.
"Even if you break my demonic curse, you still can't kill me."
The demonic shadow roared angrily, its eyes full of ferocious color, and transformed into silhouettes that filled the battlefield.
"Yeah?"
Lu Ming's figure suddenly landed on the battle platform, and a cold divine power spread out from the soles of his feet. In an instant, it covered the entire battle platform, sealing it in ice.
On the battlefield, in an instant, it turned into a frozen world.
The figure of the demon suddenly froze, the soles of his feet were sealed by ice, and hundreds of figures on the battlefield also disappeared.
"This is... the ultimate cold power. How did this kid develop the ultimate cold power? Has he already reached the peak of his cultivation in the ultimate cold power?"
"But it's only been a few decades since he started!"
Many inner sect elders were shocked.
The divine power Lu Ming used before was not the ultimate cold divine power.
Could it be that Lu Ming practiced some kind of secret technique to cover up the attributes of divine power?
But even so, how could Lu Ming be able to cultivate the ultimate cold power in just a few decades?