Lu Ming is a decisive person. Now that he has made a decision, he no longer hesitates. He also has no time to hesitate. If Ouyang Qingxiang cannot support Tianhong's people outside, he will be in trouble when some masters return here.
Whoosh!
Lu Ming no longer hesitated and rushed out, heading towards the stairs.
As soon as Lu Ming rushed out, Holy Son Tianhong discovered Lu Ming.
"Lu Ming, it's you!"
Holy Son Tianhong roared, murderous intent flashed.
However, he was on top of the stairs, so even if he wanted to kill Lu Ming, he couldn't.
bump!
Lu Ming landed heavily on the first step of the stairs, and there was a heavy roar.
Immediately, Lu Ming felt a powerful force coming from the stairs, like an overwhelming force, pressing towards Lu Ming, trying to knock Lu Ming off the stairs.
"Hmph, I don't have the blood of the dragon in my body, but I want to climb the ladder of the holy dragon. It's really a daydream..."
Holy Son Tianhong sneered and took a few steps down.
He waited for Lu Ming to be blasted out of the Holy Dragon Stairs, and then he went to kill Lu Ming.
This time, he wanted Lu Ming to die miserably.
However, the next moment, his figure froze.
Because Lu Ming was not knocked down the stairs as he imagined, but stood firmly on the stairs.
"You...you have dragon blood in you?"
Holy Son Tianhong asked extremely gloomily.
"You are not the only one in the world who has the blood of divine dragons."
Lu Ming smiled faintly.
It turns out that only those with the blood of the dragon can climb this staircase.
If you don't have the blood of the divine dragon, you will be knocked down the stairs by the power of the stairs.
Just now, when Lu Ming stepped onto the stairs, he was almost knocked down. At the critical moment, the Kowloon Essence in his blood boiled, and he was able to stand on the stairs.
"Hmph, even if you have the blood of a dragon, so what? Can you climb up? If you can't climb up, you will die when you are exhausted!"
Holy Son Tianhong spoke indifferently, and then strode down the stairs. When he walked back, he was very relaxed.
Soon, Holy Son Tianhong walked to the first staircase and came to Lu Ming's side. However, there was a force guarding him on the staircase, and he could not attack Lu Ming.
Glancing at Lu Ming with murderous intent, Holy Son Tianhong stepped out of the stairs, landed outside the stairs, and guarded the place. He waited until Lu Ming was exhausted and knocked down, then he could take action to kill Lu Ming.
"Just wait slowly!"
Lu Ming smiled contemptuously, then turned around and strode towards the stairs.
Touch! Touch! Touch!...
The stairs would roar with each step. Lu Ming was very fast and quickly climbed hundreds of stairs.
The speed is faster than the previous Tianhong Holy Son.
"This kid...why is he so fast?"
The face of Holy Son Tianhong was extremely ugly.
"The pressure from behind is getting bigger and bigger, and the difficulty is getting bigger and bigger. This kid will definitely not be able to make it, he will definitely not make it!"
Holy Son Tianhong kept yelling in his heart.
He is the genius of the Dragon Tribe, and the divine dragon blood in his body is very strong, comparable to the six-clawed divine dragon among the divine dragons. He does not believe that Lu Ming, a human, can have the divine dragon blood stronger than him.
But the reality slapped him in the face.
Lu Ming's speed did not slow down at all, and he quickly passed half of the stairs, and then two-thirds.
This distance was already the ultimate distance for Holy Son Tianhong, but Lu Ming walked here in one breath.
At this point, Lu Ming's speed slowed down.
The pressure here is already astonishing.
The blood in Lu Ming's body was flowing rapidly, as if it was about to burn.
Roar!
In the blood, bursts of dragon roars were heard, and above it, a nine-dragon shuttled through the blood, lifelike.
There was a layer of blood mist on the surface of Lu Ming's body, and then the blood mist gathered into a nine-dragon in the air, roaring upwards.
"Nine...nine-clawed dragon, this is the nine-clawed dragon..."
Holy Son Tianhong roared in disbelief, almost jumping up in shock.
He never dreamed that Lu Ming's body actually contained the blood of the Nine-clawed Divine Dragon, the highest level among divine dragons.
"No wonder this boy can walk so fast. It turns out that he contains the blood of the Nine-clawed Divine Dragon. If I can take away the blood of the Nine-clawed Divine Dragon from his body and use it for my own use, my talent will be improved many times."
Thinking of this, Holy Son Tianhong's eyes were full of greed.
The manifestation of Jiulong relieved the pressure on Lu Ming, and his speed increased again.
Soon, Lu Ming was only a hundred steps away from the end of the stairs.
However, the pressure on these last hundred steps is also the most terrifying.
Every time Lu Ming took a step, his body trembled a little.
"Shenlong Faxiang Jue!"
Lu Ming roared low, and used the Divine Dragon Technique to condense an eight-clawed divine dragon above his head. The eight-clawed divine dragon roared and pounced forward, helping Lu Ming break through the pressure on the stairs.
Suddenly, the pressure was lightened again, and Lu Ming quickly went upwards.
"Shenlong Faxiang Jue, damn it!"
Seeing Lu Ming use the Shenlong Faxiang Jue, Holy Son Tianhong's teeth gnashed.
He was shocked and jealous.
In just a short period of time, Lu Ming had already mastered the Divine Dragon Fa Xiang Jue, and even developed the Eight-clawed Divine Dragon.
You know, he has been practicing the Shenlong Dharma Appearance Technique for tens of thousands of years, and he has only just cultivated a six-clawed Shenlong Dharma Appearance Technique.
This made him even more greedy for Lu Ming's Nine Dragons bloodline.
Touch! Touch!...
The roar on the stairs continued to sound, and Lu Ming was getting closer and closer to the top of the stairs.
And the face of Holy Son Tianhong became increasingly gloomy.
With the last roar, Lu Ming successfully stepped onto the platform above the stairs.
Above the stairs is a majestic palace. The door of the palace is open, and it is difficult to see what is inside.
Lu Ming's eyes flickered for a few times, then without hesitation, he strode forward and walked into the door.
After stepping through the gate, the light suddenly became brighter, and Lu Ming could clearly see what was behind the gate.
Behind the door is a wide hall.
There was nothing else in the hall, it was empty. Lu Ming looked around and found nothing.
However, in the middle of the hall, Lu Ming's eyes were caught.
In the middle of the hall, there is a stone pillar more than one meter high. On top of the stone pillar, there is a scroll suspended, emitting a gentle light.
The strange thing is that outside the scroll, there is a small dragon, made of energy, flying around the scroll continuously.
"Is it the complete Shenlong Faxiang Jue?"
Lu Ming's eyes lit up and he stepped forward.
"Boy, there is a defensive formation on this scroll!"
The Bone Demon reminded.
"Is there a defensive formation? How to break it?"
Lu Ming asked.
"It's very simple. You have the essence and blood of the Nine-clawed Divine Dragon in your body. As long as you drop a drop of blood onto the scroll, you will naturally be able to break the formation on it."
Bone Demon Path.
"That's easy!"
Immediately, Lu Ming forced out a drop of blood and dropped it on the scroll.