"It's really amazing!"
This time, Lu Ming admired him sincerely.
Dandan can turn into that kind of giant tortoise, which is extremely terrifying, and the eight layers of spirits and gods can be instantly killed, which really shocked Lu Ming.
"Don't make a fuss, let me tell you, if it weren't for the fact that my strength is far from being restored, it would be more than that little strength."
"This seat is the tortoise of the world, the head of the top ten war beasts. If it is in its heyday, it will turn into its own body and be as big as the world. Not to mention a mere martial artist at the eighth level of spirit and god, even the Martial Emperor can kill a piece of it in one breath!"
Dandan was triumphant, seeing Lu Ming's admiring expression, he felt comfortable all over.
"Could it be that in your heyday, you surpassed the emperor?"
Lu Ming asked curiously.
Now, Lu Ming naturally believes that Dandan is a super strong man reborn from Nirvana, otherwise there would be no such means.
"Nonsense, none of the top ten war beasts is an invincible existence. The Martial Emperor is a fart, just like your bloodline Nine Dragons. If it is a truly prosperous Nine Dragons, if you open your mouth and swallow it, the sun and the moon will have no light. Even the sun and the moon in the sky , can be swallowed, what Martial Emperor, a big piece!"
Dandan looked invincible and confident, then sighed, and said: "The top ten war beasts, apart from this seat, I don't know if there are any survivors. That battle back then... hey!"
At the end, Dandan let out a long sigh.
Lu Ming pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
Now, with Dandan's recovery, his memory seems to have recovered a lot. From him, maybe he can still hear some unknown secrets.
Dandan glanced at Lu Ming and said, "Hey, I'm too weak, I need a good rest!"
After saying that, Sa Yazi ran wildly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Lu Ming was speechless.
Immediately, his figure moved, and he appeared on another mountain peak, where the corpses of the two elders with eight layers of spirit gods were still lying there.
The corpse of a strong spirit god will not rot even after a few years or decades.
"It's a pity, Zhenyuan, the blood energy has dissipated!"
As soon as Lu Ming sensed it, he sighed slightly, feeling a little wasteful.
"However, the essence and blood should still be there. Even if a strong person of the eighth level of spirit spirit dies, even if a year passes, the essence and blood will not dissipate!"
With a movement in Lu Ming's heart, the blood of Nine Dragons emerged, and the power of devouring burst out.
A total of eighteen blood essence like blood-red pearls flew out and were swallowed by Jiulong. Lu Ming sat cross-legged and began to refine.
The blood essence and power of the two eighth-level spirit god warriors were so rich and amazing that Lu Ming started to refine it with all his strength.
The whole body of Jiulong blood, seven golden chakras, golden light, very eye-catching.
With the continuous refinement and integration of the power of blood essence, the light of the seven golden chakras became brighter and brighter.
After a while, there was a sudden hum, and another pale golden chakra emerged.
The eighth golden chakra.
The bloodline of Jiulong has been raised by another level, and it has been promoted to the eighth level of god level bloodline.
The blood of Jiulong screamed, and his body became bigger and longer rapidly, doubled in size before, more powerful and mighty.
"receive!"
With a thought in Lu Ming's mind, Jiulong's blood vessels shrank extremely quickly, turning into a beam of blood and sinking into Lu Ming's spine.
"Sure enough, there is an extra dragon power, wait, this dragon power is so strong!"
Lu Ming sensed it slightly, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The promotion of the Kowloon bloodline also gave birth to an additional dragon power, but Lu Ming felt that the eighth dragon power was so strong that it was comparable to the sum of the previous seven dragon powers.
In fact, before, Lu Ming has discovered that each dragon force is stronger than the previous dragon force, but the range of strength is very limited and not too exaggerated.
But the eighth dragon power is much stronger than the seventh dragon power.
"The eighth-level god-level bloodline is really extraordinary. No wonder in Central Continent, only those who have awakened the eighth-level god-level bloodline can be called the second-class Tianjiao. The seventh-level god-level bloodline is much worse than the eighth-level god-level bloodline. "
Lu Ming thought in his heart, with a smile on his face.
The stronger the dragon power, the stronger his combat power will be when he explodes the dragon power.
Lu Ming was somewhat looking forward to what would happen if the bloodline of Nine Dragons was promoted to the highest level, God Level Nine, and how strong the dragon power would be
There is a huge gap between the ninth level of the god level and the eighth level of the god level.
Look at the giant-level Tianjiao, and the gap between the second-class Tianjiao can be seen.
If both the Jiulong bloodline and the Prison Monument bloodline were promoted to God Level 9, how strong would Lu Ming's combat power be
Now, if Lu Ming unleashes all his dragon power, he will definitely win the battle with other giants, such as Mingzi and the three-headed hellhound, more easily and faster.
Afterwards, Lu Ming put away the storage rings of the two elders with eight levels of spirituality, and with a wave of his hand, flames spread out, turning the corpses of the two elders into ashes.
"Who sent someone to kill me?"
Lu Ming frowned and thought.
At first, he thought it was Xie Qitian who sent someone to kill him, but later those people said that after killing him, they would also kill Xie Nianqing. This made Lu Ming speculate that it should not be Xie Qitian.
If Xie Qitian wanted to kill Xie Nianqing, he would have killed him long ago, why wait until now
Lu Ming guessed that the person who sent them was someone else.
"Could it be Xie Zhen? But Xie Zhen has such great energy, can he mobilize the powerhouse of the eighth level of spirit?"
Lu Ming thought.
Under Xie Qitian, there are more than a dozen princes. Xie Qitian's talent is very average, so he may not have that much power.
"It is estimated that there are still people helping Xie Zhen, could it be Xie Qiyu?"
Because only these two wanted Lu Ming to die the most, and Xie Zhen had sent someone to assassinate Xie Nianqing before, so his possibility was the greatest.
"Thank you Zhen!"
Lu Ming's eyes showed murderous intent, this person is already Lu Ming's must-kill person.
After thinking for a while, Lu Ming took out the map of mountains and rivers, and continued to head towards the depths of the Nine Nether Demon Realm.
This time, Lu Ming slowed down. Along the way, he encountered many Mosha tribes attacking him. They were all Mosha tribes in the spiritual embryo realm. Those with the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of spiritual embryos were easily killed by Lu Ming, but , On that jade card, there is no point at all.
"Did Xie Qitian lie to me!"
There was a cold light in Lu Ming's eyes, and he continued to fly.
A day later, Lu Ming had traveled an unknown distance, and a city appeared in front of him.
Looking from a distance, there are figures of people on the city.
It is a warrior of the human race, not the Mosha clan.
This should be the gathering place of the human race. Lu Ming's eyes lit up and he flew towards the city.
If there are people, you can ask them about Xie Nianqing.
As Lu Ming approached, the people on the city spotted him and looked at Lu Ming with cold eyes.
"It's the human race!"
On the city wall, someone whispered, their eyes shining brightly.
"Who are you?"
Someone asked on the city wall.
"I just entered the Nine Nether Demon Realm, please let me in!" Lu Ming said.
"newcomer!"
The people on the city wall had brighter eyes and said, "Since you are a human race, come in!"
Lu Ming nodded, flew up the city wall, and flew towards the city.
This city is not big, and there are even fewer people on the road.
At a glance from the road, apart from more than 100 people on the surrounding walls, there are less than 200 people in the city, sitting cross-legged on the top of each building, as if they are practicing or meditating.