As for Lu Ming, there was no doubt that he won first place in Battlefield No. 8.
Now, he already has a dragon of luck of more than 120 feet. In battlefield No. 8, unless the luck of everyone else is added together, he cannot compare with Lu Ming.
Next, Lu Ming went on a rampage, and anyone who encountered Lu Ming and wanted to take action was immediately killed by Lu Ming, while some shouted to admit defeat.
Half an hour later, Lu Ming was followed by more than a dozen disciples of the Fu Puppet Sect.
Lu Ming will lead them to the end.
"No, Rukong is in danger, he is about to encounter the Emperor God!"
In the stands, a senator suddenly shouted.
There is no longer any suspense on battlefield No. 8, and everyone's attention turns to other battlefields.
The eyes of everyone in Fu Puppet Sect could not help but turn to Battlefield No. 1.
The genius of the Fu Puppet Sect is in the air, right in the No. 1 battlefield.
Everyone could see that Rukong was on his way, and the dragon of luck above his head reached about twenty feet.
On one side, the Emperor God was flying towards Rukong rapidly. The speed was terrifying, but Rukong didn't seem to notice it.
If this continues, the two of them will collide soon.
The hearts of everyone in the Fu Puppet Sect were lifted.
Sure enough, within a dozen breaths, the two of them bumped into each other.
When Rukong heard the movement, he turned around and his pupils shrank sharply.
"I..."
Without any hesitation, Rukong shouted to admit defeat.
"die!"
At the same time, the Emperor God took action. A sword light was incredibly fast. It seemed to have penetrated many layers of space in an instant, and struck Rukong's body almost instantly.
The words "I surrender" were torn into pieces by the terrifying sword light before Rukong could even shout them out.
Fast, too fast, so fast that it’s hard to react even in the air.
"Ru Kong!"
Jun Songjue roared, grief-stricken.
"how come?"
The other elders and elders of Fu Puppet Sect all looked sad.
Ru Kong, a master of Fu Puppet Sect second only to Huan Zhen, ranked fifteenth on the Thousand Pride List, was killed just like that. In the hands of the Emperor God, he had almost no power to resist.
The fighting power of the Emperor God is unfathomable.
After the Emperor God killed Ru Kong, he devoured Ru Kong's Dragon of Luck. Without any pause, his body moved and turned into a golden light and flew towards the distance.
"Hahaha! Well done, all the geniuses of your Fu Puppet Sect will die!"
"Although Lu Ming has saved his life now, if he meets the Emperor God in the future, he will still die!"
In the Emperor Tian Shrine area, mocking laughter could be heard.
Du Songjue and others clenched their fists together tightly.
The Fu Puppet Sect originally had thirteen candidates, seven of whom had fallen before. Now one has fallen, leaving only five.
Then, they turned their attention to Wen Lezhang and others.
Unfortunately, they were also unlucky. They met an unbeatable strong man, but fortunately they were not killed in one blow, so they all gave up.
As time passed, some people were killed, but more people were defeated, or gave up, and were teleported away from the battlefield.
More and more people appeared in the stands, and many people sighed. After admitting defeat, there was not much luck left.
Ruan Tingting also appeared in the stands. When she encountered a powerful opponent, she immediately gave up.
And in the eight battlefields, the fighting became more and more intense.
On battlefield No. 8, Lu Ming was almost invincible.
Several masters who had achieved Luck Transformation Dragon met Lu Ming later, but as soon as they saw Lu Ming's Luck True Dragon that was more than a hundred feet long, their expressions changed wildly, and they turned around and ran away.
They are not fools. Lu Ming can survive until now, and the dragon of luck has grown dozens of feet. Needless to say, those who planned Lu Ming's calculations have given their luck to Lu Ming. If they don't run away, what are they waiting for?
However, at Lu Ming's speed, how could they escape, and in the end they all gave up.
Finally, Lu Ming's Luck True Dragon was almost approaching the terrifying level of 150 feet. It was hovering in the sky and could be seen from a distance. The faces of those who saw it changed wildly and turned around and ran away.
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Even the Tianyao Valley Tianjiao, who is as famous as Luo Tian, is like this and can run faster than anyone else.
This made Lu Ming a little depressed. The distance was too far, and it would be troublesome for him to chase him. Moreover, he was afraid that if someone lured him away from the mountain, the disciples of Fu Puppet Sect would be in danger, so Lu Ming didn't bother to chase him.
The overall situation on battlefield No. 8 has been decided, and the situation on battlefield No. 1 is similar. The other battlefields are filled with smoke.
"Huan Zhen encountered Dongfang Jade!"
An elder of the Fu Puppet Sect shouted, and everyone else looked at Battlefield No. 4, their hearts rising.
The experts from other parties also looked at Battlefield No. 4.
Huan Zhen meets Dongfang Yu, this is a peak showdown.
Huan Zhen is the eighth on the Thousand Pride List, Dongfang Jade is the third on the Thousand Pride Ranking, second only to Emperor God and Blood Sword.
As soon as the two met, they started a fierce battle.
However, Dongfang Yu is obviously stronger, but Huan Zhen does not seek merit but no fault, and is on defense throughout the whole process.
Huan Zhen was like a bright moon, his whole body was shining, and bright moons appeared in front of him, blocking Huan Zhen's attacks.
This is a body-carving formation, and it is an extremely powerful defensive formation. It is many times stronger than Ji Mai's body-carving formation.
At the same time, inscription formations continued to emerge around Huan Zhen, and at the same time, the inscription talismans were also activated.
Various rays of light continued to shine, and various defensive formations were formed.
Although Dongfang was extremely powerful, Huan Zhen was focused on defense, and it was impossible for him to break through in a short time.
The two fell into a stalemate, and finally Dongfang Yu had no choice but to retreat, which made everyone in Fu Puppet Sect let out a long breath.
Everyone in the Ditian Palace snorted in displeasure, feeling a pity that Dongfang Yu did not kill Huan Zhen.
At this time, in the second battlefield, Fatty and Wang Fentian faced off.
"die!"
As soon as Wang Fentian saw Fatty, he burst out with murderous intent and launched a swift and violent attack.
He knew that the fat man was the apprentice of the Demon Emperor, but this was a battle of fate. Even if Fatty was killed, the Demon Emperor could not say anything?
"He is so helpless. He wants to kill me, but it's still 10,000 years too early!"
The fat man shouted, his blood flowing out.
The third bloodline, the eight golden chakras, almost made Wang Fentian's eyes pop out.
Even those powerful spiritual gods and supreme experts in the stands could not control their emotions and stood up from the stands with shocked expressions on their faces.
A god-level eighth-level bloodline is actually a god-level eighth-level bloodline. This is too terrifying.
Except for a few great emperors, everyone else was shocked.
"Senior Motian's apprentice is indeed extraordinary!"
Jiuyang Supreme sighed.
Du Songjue and others nodded repeatedly. They had seen the fat man before, but they didn't expect that this fat man who looked unreliable could be so scary. He was indeed the disciple of the emperor.
"Damn it!"
The head of the Wang family and others roared, shocked.
God-level eight is rare in the world, just like Kuangtu Yan, who is god-level eight. His combat power is so powerful that he can fight against three supreme beings by himself.
They thought that this fat man was Lu Ming's life and death brother.
"Feng Tian, kill this fat man, kill him!"
The head of the Wang family roared.
This fat man is too scary. Once he grows up in the future, he will be another Yan Kuang.
Now I just took the opportunity to kill him, and the Demon Emperor couldn't say anything afterwards.