"Old Monster Mo Tian has a pretty good eye, he actually accepted such a disciple!"
The Demon King's soft voice sounded again.
Emperor Yiwuhuang and Corpse Emperor both had a flash of light in their eyes.
Being able to awaken the god-level eighth-level bloodline would make even the Martial Emperor's heart flutter.
"So what if I'm an eighth-level god? I'll still kill you!"
Wang Fentian launched a terrifying offensive and kept attacking Fatty.
Although Fatty's bloodline level is high, his cultivation level is a bit weak. It looks like he has just broken through the sixth level of the spiritual fetus.
However, the fat man also had the idea of not seeking merit but seeking no faults, and was on defense throughout the whole process. In the end, he took out a huge shield to isolate Wang Fentian's flames.
Wang Fentian kept attacking, and the fat man yelled, but for a while, he couldn't break it open.
Time continued to pass, and suddenly, the eight battlefields shook, the masks shone with light, and all the people in the battlefield were teleported out.
One hour's time is up.
"Haha, if you want to deal with me, just dream!"
Fatty found himself in the stands, laughed arrogantly, and looked provocatively at Wang Fentian on the other side.
Wang Fentian's eyes were about to spit out fire.
"Fat man, you actually awakened the eighth-level god-level bloodline, that's amazing!"
At this moment, a huge ax was suspended above the fat man's head, with eight golden chakras shining brightly. Bai Chixue's eyes widened and she looked at the fat man in shock.
Lu Ming was also surprised. He didn't expect that the third bloodline awakened by the fat man was so terrifying. It was actually the eighth level of the god.
No wonder the fat man was so mysterious when they first met. When Lu Ming asked him, he still didn't say anything.
All around, countless pairs of eyes looked at the fat man, some were shocked, some were envious, and some were jealous.
"Hahaha, it's funny, it's funny, it's a talent, there's nothing you can do about it, it's innate!"
The fat man was so proud that he looked up to the sky and laughed.
Seeing the way others looked at him, he felt so comfortable all over that he couldn't even open his eyes when he smiled.
"It's really unfair. You let this damn fat guy awaken to the eighth level of god-level bloodline!"
In the Emperor's Palace, some people were gnashing their teeth.
"Yes, what a waste, like flowers on cow dung!"
Someone said again.
The fat man's ears twitched a few times. Hearing these words, he immediately felt unhappy. He stared at these people with evil eyes and shouted: "You guys are just cow dung. You are all rubbish. You are just envious. I am the proud son of the emperor. In the future,
I am destined to dominate the world and trample you all under my feet!"
"Damn it, this damn fat guy is so arrogant!"
Those people almost vomited blood.
Emperor God, Xue Jianyi, Ao Tu and others also looked at Fatty with solemn eyes. Fatty's current cultivation level is still a little low, but once he grows up, he will be their formidable enemy.
"Um?"
At this time, many people looked at Lu Ming and were stunned for a while.
The Dragon of Luck above Lu Ming's head was too big and too long. It was over one hundred and dozens of feet long. It was so astonishing.
They originally thought that Lu Ming would be killed by Luo Tian or Tianyao Valley's geniuses on battlefield No. 8, but they didn't expect that Lu Ming was still alive, and the length of the Dragon of Luck became even more terrifying.
"What? Lu Ming killed Luo Tian!"
When they knew the truth, they were all shocked and dumbfounded.
Lu Ming was able to kill Luo Tian? How could Lu Ming be so powerful?
Before the battle for luck began, some people who thought Luo Tian and the others were lucky enough to be assigned to the same battlefield as Lu Ming were now pale and sweating from behind.
This is not good luck, it is simply extremely bad luck. If they were assigned to battlefield No. 8, they might end up like Luo Tian.
They knew that they all underestimated Lu Ming.
Emperor Shen and others were also a little surprised when they looked at Lu Ming.
At this time, the eight battlefields on the battlefield had all disappeared, and the battle platform had returned to its appearance. At the same time, eight rays of light fell on eight people.
They are: Lu Ming, Emperor Shen, Ao Tu, Blood Sword One, Zhan Zhan, Feng Xuan, Dongfang Yu, and Wang Fentian.
The eight people are the eight people with the highest luck on the battlefield.
Among them, Lu Ming is the only one from Fu Puppet Sect.
There are three people in the Emperor God Palace, the largest number of them, namely Emperor God, Dongfang Yu and Wang Fentian.
Two people from Tianzhi Sect, Xue Jianyi and Zhan Zhan.
Two people from Tianyao Valley, Ao Tu and Feng Xuan.
Feng Xuan is an extremely beautiful woman, the peerless genius of Tianyao Valley, with the blood of Phoenix in her body.
Next, the eight geniuses will compete in pairs to compete for each other's luck.
The same as the previous rules, if you are defeated, half of your luck will be taken away by the opponent. If you admit defeat, 90% of your luck will be taken away. If you are killed, all the luck will belong to the opponent.
Next, is the final showdown in the Battle of Fate, and also the pinnacle showdown. Each one of them is an extremely powerful being.
Among them, Lu Ming is one of the dark horses.
There is also a group of dark horses, namely Feng Xuan from Tianyao Valley. Both of them can be regarded as newly-rising geniuses.
The others are all famous geniuses in the Eastern Wilderness.
Ao Tu is a genius who is considered to be able to compete with the Emperor God. Some people think that Ao Tu is stronger than Blood Sword One, who is ranked second on the Thousand Talents List.
Not to mention the Emperor God, who ranks first on the Thousand Talents List, and most people believe that the Emperor God is the number one genius of the younger generation in the Eastern Wasteland, unrivaled.
Oriental Jade, third on the Thousand Pride List.
Zhan Zhan ranks fourth on the Thousand Pride List, and Wang Fentian ranks fifth on the Thousand Pride Ranking.
Everyone is looking forward to the next showdown. After this battle, it’s time to rearrange the rankings.
Buzz!
Six of the eight rays of light disappeared, leaving only two.
One of them enveloped Lu Ming, and the other enveloped Wang Fentian.
The first battle was actually between Lu Ming and Wang Fentian.
Everyone's eyes fell on the two of them.
Wang Fentian looked at Lu Ming, with strong murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.
"Fen Tian, are you sure?"
The head of the Wang family asked.
"His luck is mine!"
Wang Fentian licked his lips, showing greed, and moved and landed on the battlefield.
"Lu Ming, if you are really defeated, you can admit defeat!"
Juniper warned in a low voice.
"Haha, I believe Lu Ming will win!"
Kuangtu Yan laughed.
"Fat man, you were burned by this guy just now. I will avenge you now!"
Lu Ming smiled, took a step forward, and landed on the battlefield.
Above both of their heads, there is a true dragon of luck.
Now, Wang Fentian's True Luck Dragon is fifty feet long, but in front of Lu Ming's True Luck Dragon, it looks like a small thing, being looked down upon by Lu Ming's True Dragon of Luck.
"Lu Ming, I want to thank you for getting so much luck, because wait a minute, it will all be mine!"
The greedy light in Wang Fentian's eyes became even stronger.
"You are very confident. Luo Tian was also so confident before, but in the end I killed you!"
Lu Ming smiled, showing contempt.
"Hmph, don't compare Luo Tian with me. If we fight with all our strength, I can kill him!"
Wang Fentian said coldly.
"Oh? Really? Then shall we decide on a life and death battle!"
Lu Ming said calmly, but these words shocked everyone present.