Lu Ming understood. No wonder the First Heavenly Sword looked so much like the Celestials. It turned out that it had half of the Celestials' blood.
At the same time, the experience of the first Heavenly Sword also made people sigh.
"Later, my father rescued the first senior sister and accepted her as a disciple. The first senior sister showed a talent that is rare in the world. With her training and hard work, her strength has always been the highest among my father's descendants, but she did not
After not seeing her for so many years, her strength is already comparable to that of the Lord of Heaven."
Tang Jun continued.
Lu Ming didn't say anything. He had more thoughts in his mind.
The strength of the First Heavenly Sword is comparable to that of the Lord of Heaven, and the strength of the Forbidden Sword Ancestor Tang Feng is definitely above that of the First Heavenly Sword, but it still cannot destroy the Heavenly Palace.
Doesn't it mean that the Lord of the Heavenly Palace is not the strongest fighting force among the Celestials?
The battle between Tianjian and Ziwei Tianzhu on the first day was extremely fierce. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves were exchanged, but there was no winner.
boom!
Suddenly, a space in the distance erupted with a shocking roar, and the space turned into chaos, causing fluctuations no less than those caused by the First Heavenly Sword and Ziwei God.
Then, there were several more roars over there, and huge cracks were torn out in the void.
Through the crack, two figures can be seen fighting fiercely.
A figure is an old man, wearing a gray robe.
The other figure was a burly man from the Celestial Clan, extremely majestic, and full of destructive power to destroy the universe.
That is the Lord of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace!
Before entering the Halo World, all the masters of the four heavenly palaces were present. Feihuang secretly introduced them to Lu Ming, so Lu Ming recognized them at a glance.
That old man could actually fight against Hongmeng God and be on par with him, which really shocked Lu Ming.
"That senior was once a Dharma King of the Great Ancient Divine Court, named Dharma King Qiankun!"
Tang Jun explained.
"It turns out to be from the Great Ancient Divine Court."
Lu Ming was even more shocked.
The original Great Ancient Divine Court was worthy of being a being that could compete with the Heavenly Palace. It was just a Dharma King, but he could actually fight fiercely with the Lord of the Heavenly Palace.
How many Dharma Kings are there in the Great Ancient Divine Court?
"Dharma King Qiankun, when the Great Ancient Divine Court was destroyed, you were lucky enough to survive. Instead of obediently hiding away and being a coward, you actually dared to make enemies of our Celestial Race again and again. I will completely destroy you today."
Hongmeng God roared, and with his fists equipped with a full set of top-level source-level weapons, he punched out with boundless punching power.
However, Dharma King Qiankun showed no fear and laughed loudly: "You are still far behind. Even your previous God cannot kill me."
Dharma King Qiankun also launched a powerful attack to block Hongmeng God.
The two of them are obviously at the same level, and it is difficult to tell the winner.
Wow!
Suddenly, the void exploded above Lu Ming and the others, and a big hand grabbed Lu Ming and the others.
The big hand covers the sky and the sun, covers a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, and covers Lu Ming and others, trying to catch them.
This time, Feihuang didn't take action.
Because beside Feihuang, a figure appeared silently.
This is a middle-aged man with a burly figure, wearing a set of black armor. The strange thing is that he is sitting cross-legged on a round ball.
"This is... the mother planet of the Dragon Clan, it's Senior Ao Qian..."
Lu Ming's heart moved.
He recognized at a glance that the big man in black armor in front of him was the world-destroying black dragon Ao Qian, the number one master of the dragon clan.
The ball he sat cross-legged under was clearly the Dragon Clan's home planet.
The huge Dragon Clan mother planet was actually the size of a water tank, with Ao Qian sitting cross-legged below. It was really mysterious.
Roar!
Ao Qian roared loudly, his body glowed, and the majestic energy turned into a black dragon and rushed out. The dragon's claws continuously grabbed out and tore open the giant hand in the sky.
High in the sky, a figure appeared.
This figure, wearing a white robe with fluttering robes, stood high in the sky, full of endless majesty.
He is the Lord of the Divine Machine Heavenly Palace!
"Ao Qian, has your cultivation level recovered?"
When the Lord of Shenji Heavenly Palace saw Ao Qian, his eyes showed shock.
"Even if I haven't fully recovered, it's more than enough to deal with you."
Ao Qian smiled.
"Huh, Ao Qian, there's no need to be pretentious here. You were injured so badly back then that you almost died. How can you fully recover? I don't believe it. Let me see how much of your ability you have recovered."
The Lord of Shenji Tiangong snorted coldly and took action directly.
He grabbed the void with his palm, and a huge stone plate emerged.
The stone plate looks very old and is covered with traces of time.
However, with the control of the Divine Machine God, the stone plate seemed to revive, emitting endless light, and countless runes filled the air, intertwined together, forming huge celestial figures.
The figures of the human race these days are all condensed by runes, but the aura they exude is extremely terrifying.
"A stone plate of heroic spirits? Legend has it that the heroic spirits of countless powerful men in the history of the Dweller Celestial Race are here. I want to see how powerful they are!"
Ao Qian sneered, roared, and left the Dragon Clan's home planet, soaring into the sky. As he rushed out, a spear appeared in his palm. The spear vibrated, and when he thrust out, a deafening roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.
Dragon roar.
It seemed that all at once, tens of thousands of divine dragons roared with terrifying power.
Tens of thousands of divine dragons flew out from Ao Qian's spear, fighting with those celestial figures.
Boom boom boom!
The world was completely boiling, and tens of thousands of collisions erupted in succession.
The next moment, Ao Qian and Shenji Tianzhu were fighting each other. They exchanged moves and both retreated, but they were evenly matched.
"Your fighting power..."
Lord Shenji looked at Ao Qian in shock.
In that battle, Ao Qian's injuries were obviously serious.
When the Dragon Clan's home planet first recovered, Ao Qian's combat power was far inferior to what it is now. It has only been a few years now. How could Ao Qian's combat power have returned to such a strong level?
Could it be that the Tian Destroying Army obtained an incredible treasure in the ruins of the universe, which speeded up the recovery of Ao Qian's injuries?
This is the only possibility.
"I said, even if my combat power has not been fully restored, it is more than enough to deal with you. If I were in my prime, a guy like you would kill you with one move."
Ao Qian roared, holding a dragon gun and shooting at Shenji God, and started a fierce battle with Shenji God.
But at this time, another figure appeared not far away from Lu Ming and others.
"Dream God!"
Lu Ming's pupils shrank.
The four great gods are all here.
However, Dream God did not attack Lu Ming and the others, but looked towards a void in the distance.
"Who is it? You have been targeting me since before. Come out. Why hide your head and show your tail?"
The Lord of Dream Palace said coldly.
"Hehehe, little guy, when it comes to grade, I am your senior. Can't I have a better attitude towards my seniors?"
A cold and faint voice sounded, as if it was the cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Purgatory, making people shiver involuntarily.