In the eyes of everyone, Lu Ming was trying to strike up a conversation with the four disciples of Dameng Tianjun, just like a lazy toad who wanted to eat swan meat.
The four disciples of Dameng Tianjun stopped and could see that four pairs of eyes were looking at Lu Ming, full of indifference.
"Four girls, I would like to have a wall of beautiful faces of the four girls first. Is it okay?"
Lu Ming cupped his fists again.
He wanted to confirm whether there was Qiuyue in it.
That big dream power not only blocked the appearance of the four people, but also blocked their life breath. Even if Lu Ming wanted to judge by the life breath, he couldn't.
Therefore, only by asking them to withdraw their power from the dream can they make a judgment.
As soon as these words came out, four pairs of beautiful eyes immediately burst out with cold energy.
At the same time, the expressions of the other core disciples of the Heavenly Palace nearby also darkened, and the expressions of the dozen or so youths from the Celestial Race became even more gloomy.
The other thirty-nine first-class heavenly soldiers also showed strange colors.
Lu Ming's words were a bit abrupt.
"Boy, who do you think you are? You can see the four goddesses when they meet each other? If you dare to speak rudely to the four goddesses, I will give you a chance to admit your mistake to the four goddesses in person!"
Beside, a young man shouted coldly, his body filled with holy light.
This is a prodigy from the angel clan, who was accepted as a core disciple by a heavenly king in the heavenly palace. He has a powerful talent and is known as a genius who has a brighter future than Gabert.
However, Lu Ming just glanced at him casually and ignored it. He still looked at the four goddesses and insisted: "Please give up the power of the dream so that I can see your beauty."
"court death!"
The genius of the angel tribe shouted loudly, stepped forward, and rushed towards Lu Ming like a bolt of lightning. The moment he took action, an angel sword had already condensed out and slashed towards Lu Ming's head.
The sword energy roared, extremely terrifying, and its power was astonishingly powerful.
The ninth level of the God Emperor!
As soon as the opponent made a move, Lu Ming judged that the opponent had the cultivation level of the ninth level of the God Emperor, but his combat power was extremely powerful, far above the ninth level of the God Emperor.
boom!
Lu Ming's face was calm, and a black magic sword appeared on his palm.
Great magic swordsmanship!
Keng!
One black and one white, two sword lights met in the air and erupted with an astonishing roar.
Then, a figure shook violently and took three steps back.
He is the genius of that angel clan.
"It turns out that you can only fight across four levels, so you're not that strong!"
Lu Ming murmured in his heart.
Fighting across four levels, with the talents of the average candidates on the Universe Talent List, Lu Ming thought how strong the core disciples of those big names in the Tiangong were.
If others knew what Lu Ming was thinking, they would probably be speechless.
How many candidates are there in the entire prehistoric universe?
In the entire prehistoric universe, there are simply very few of them, as rare as a phoenix.
Talents that are stronger than this, such as Ling Yuwei and Fighting God Yuanwen, are even rarer and rarer.
Even if you are a disciple accepted by a big shot in the Heavenly Palace, it is impossible for all of them to be that strong.
In fact, even if the core disciples recruited by the big men in Tiangong, it is impossible for all of them to have talents at the level of candidates for the Universe Talent List, and many of them are inferior.
Those who can fight across four levels in the Divine Emperor Realm are actually considered top-notch among the core disciples of Tiangong.
It's just that Lu Ming himself is too perverted, and most of the opponents he encounters are also perverted, so he naturally sets his sights high.
Another point was that rumors about how awesome the core disciples of Tiangong were made him think highly of the core disciples of Tiangong, thinking that all of them were like Fighting God Yuanwen.
Um?
At this moment, many people's eyes were fixed with shock.
This is true even for a dozen young men and women from the Celestial Race.
They could clearly sense Lu Ming's cultivation. Lu Ming's cultivation was only at the seventh level of the God Emperor, but he defeated the ninth-level God Emperor's angel race genius with one move. What does this mean?
Even though the angel tribe's genius didn't use all his strength in that move just now, it was still terrifying enough.
At this moment, everyone looked at Lu Ming with admiration.
However, the face of the genius of the angel clan turned red.
"Boy, I want you to die!"
The genius of the angel race roared, and behind him, twelve pairs of wings stretched out, and the holy light shot into the sky, like the angel king coming to life.
Around his body, twelve swords condensed by holy light emerged.
"kill!"
A loud shout came out, and the twelve divine swords suddenly grew in size, turning into twelve huge and boundless war swords, and they took turns slashing towards Lu Ming.
At this moment, the furious Angel Clan genius really used all his strength to raise his combat power to its peak.
However, even if you reach the top, you can only fight across four levels.
Lu Ming used the Great Divine Wind Technique and the Great Shattering Technique. His palm was like a knife, and he slashed it out with one palm.
In an instant, the void collapsed and turned into a destructive wave, blasting towards the genius of the angel race.
Boom boom boom...
A series of explosions sounded in the sky, and the energy surged into the sky, and the two sides formed a confrontation.
However, the resistance only lasted for a few breaths, and the Holy Light was suppressed by Lu Ming. It continued to tremble, and then exploded with a bang. The voice of the angel clan's genius continued to retreat violently backwards.
At this moment, many people really gasped and were extremely shocked.
Even after the genius of the Angel Clan tried his best, he was still no match for Lu Ming. This was terrifying.
No wonder Lu Ming was only at the seventh level of the God Emperor, but he was invited to enter the core world left by the Great Ancient Divine Court. He had the qualifications.
"ah!"
The genius of the angel race went crazy, shouting to the sky, his hair flying wildly, and his eyes full of terrifying murderous intent.
"Boy, you're dead!"
The genius of the angel clan roared, and a terrifying wave emitted from his eyebrows, and then an angel sword flew out.
Big killer!
This is a big killing weapon controlled by the genius of the angel clan.
He became so angry that he wanted to use a big weapon to kill Lu Ming.
"Do you only think you have a big killer weapon?"
Lu Ming sneered and took out the Gale Bead, preparing to draw out the gale inside.
"Okay, that's it!"
At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, coming from the leader of the Celestial Race, Ye Yu.
As soon as Ye Yu spoke out, the genius of the angel race did not dare to act rashly. The aura on his body converged and he looked at Ye Yu and said: "Master Ye Yu, this person is bold and arrogant. The following offenses must be severely punished. Please forgive me."
Mr. Yu makes the decision."
"I see!"
Ye Yu said lightly, then looked at Lu Ming and said, "What's your name?"
"Muyun!"
Lu Ming answered ‘truthfully’.
"Mu Yun, right? It's very good. Your talent is good, but you first offended the four disciples of Dameng Tianjun, and then attacked Jia Luo. You are one of the following offenders. Now you can apologize to them. I can make the decision.