The young man of the Chiyan clan was terrified. He felt that his blood, which was originally extremely hot, was starting to freeze at this moment, and his body was stiff, unable to move.
"Help me..."
The young Chiyan clan roared in horror.
"kill!"
Lu Ming stabbed out with a spear, and a spear pierced through it, killing the arrogant of the Scarlet Flame Clan.
A genius who was not weaker than Liu Shangkai fell like this.
"Boy, you are courting death!"
"Damn it!"
Immediately, there were roars of anger, and many arrogances of the Chiyan clan looked at Lu Ming angrily.
The young man from the Chiyan tribe just now had a very unusual status in the Chiyan tribe and was extremely talented, but now, he fell into the hands of Lu Ming, making the Chiyan tribe full of murderous aura.
"Walk!"
Lu Ming shouted loudly, and the ice chains swung out continuously, flying towards the young Chiyan tribe besieging Anhai and others. Those young Chiyan tribe were shocked and avoided them one after another.
An Hai and the others also got away one after another, joined Lu Ming, and rushed forward together.
"Kill, that kid must die. Others can surround him first and kill that kid first."
Yan Sen, who fought against Bing Qing, roared loudly.
Swish! Swish! ...
One by one, young people from the Chiyan clan rushed towards Lu Ming crazily. There were a few of them at an astonishingly fast speed.
boom!
In front of Lu Ming, there was a young man from the Chiyan tribe who was three meters tall, with fists as strong as a mountain, and roared towards Lu Ming.
"So strong!"
Lu Ming was startled, and quickly swung his gun to resist.
when!
The opponent's punch hit the spear, and the spear vibrated crazily. Lu Ming felt an overwhelming pressure pressing towards him. Lu Ming retreated violently, feeling that his arm was almost split, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Strong, this young man from the Chiyan tribe who is more than three meters tall is amazingly strong. Lu Ming feels that his combat power may not be weaker than Bingqing.
In the Chiyan clan, there are astonishingly many Tianjiao masters. It is indeed the strongest race in the Qintian Starfield today, and it is also the strongest force without a doubt.
"Boy, I'm going to smash your bones into ashes, kill them, and kill them all."
The young man of the Chiyan tribe who was more than three meters tall roared, and his fists continued to roar towards Lu Lu.
At the same time, other Chiyan tribes also arrived, and together they went to kill Lu Ming, An Hai and others.
bump! bump!
In an instant, two youths from Kong Xuanzong were blown up in the air, and turned into ashes in the scorching heat.
"It's over, we're over!"
A young man from Kong Xuanzong roared, showing despair.
Faced with such a situation, they will undoubtedly die today.
At this time, Lu Ming was also facing extremely strong pressure.
Not only the three-meter-tall Chiyan young man was the strongest of the Chiyan tribe, but a few more came from behind. Although not as good as the former, they were also very terrifying. They all attacked Lu Ming and wanted to kill Lu Ming.
Lu Ming could only control the chain of ice and wind towards the opponent.
However, the other party knew the power of the ice chains, so naturally they would not let Lu Ming succeed. As soon as the ice chains came out, their figures retreated violently, avoiding the ice chains.
Only the young man of the Chiyan tribe who was more than three meters tall was fearless, his aura was like madness, his whole body was filled with raging divine fire, his fists kept blasting out, and he blasted towards the ice chain.
boom! boom!
The fiery punch collided with the ice chain, but it did not go out, but knocked the ice chain back.
The strength of the opponent is too strong, but Lu Ming's cultivation base is too low, the power of the ice chain is limited after all, it is impossible to cover a large distance to freeze the opponent, and the young man of the Chiyan tribe who is more than three meters tall is completely capable of blocking it.
"I'll block this weird chain, they're going to kill him!"
The young people of the Chiyan tribe who were more than three meters tall roared and launched an attack, specifically bombarding the ice chains, while other masters of the Chiyan tribe attacked Lu Ming.
All of a sudden, Lu Ming's situation became precarious.
As for the other members of Kong Xuanzong, two more people fell. At this moment, Kong Xuanzong and Lu Ming, there are only five people left.
The other four people, including An Hai and the long-faced youth, were seriously injured, with despair on their faces.
At this moment, the Ice Soul Clan, as well as people from several other sects, have suffered heavy losses, and people continue to die in battle. The number of people on their side is constantly decreasing.
"What to do, what to do?"
Lu Ming's thoughts changed sharply, trying to come up with a way to escape.
However, the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, even if Lu Ming wanted to escape alone, it would be difficult to do so.
"Boy, now we just have to fight."
At this moment, in Lu Ming's sea of knowledge, the voice of Quan Zi Jue sounded.
"Fight? How to fight?"
Lu Ming hurriedly asked.
"Remember when I absorbed that piece of Youlong Blood Jade in Youlong Secret Realm?"
Quantitative formula.
"Youlong Blood Jade, have you refined the energy of Youlong Blood Jade?"
Lu Ming said quickly.
"Yes, after these years, I have refined all the energy of Youlong Blood Jade, and I can transfer it to you now. This energy is very strong. Even if you cultivate five divine fires, it is enough for you to Impact to the realm of true gods."
"That's right. During a great battle, it is extremely dangerous to attack the realm. If you are not careful, you may go mad and die in an explosion."
Quantitative formula.
"Impact, I must impact, please transfer your energy to me."
Lu Ming said quickly.
It's not that he hasn't done it before in the battle, he has a lot of experience.
"Okay, then you are ready, let's start."
As soon as the words of Quan Zi Jue fell, Lu Ming felt that in his sea of consciousness, the word 'quantity' shone brightly, and then, a huge incomparable energy gushed directly from the Quan Zi Jue and poured into Lu Ming's body among.
This energy is extremely pure and can be transformed into divine power in an instant.
"Refining, refining..."
Lu Ming frantically operated the "Shen Kun Wan Dao Jue" and began to refine it. This energy was quickly transformed into Lu Ming's divine power.
The divine fire in Lu Ming's dantian grew stronger and stronger.
Almost in an instant, Lu Ming's cultivation reached the peak of the eighth level of the False God Realm.
Then with a bang, his body seemed to erupt with a huge roar, and his aura suddenly soared.
False God Realm Ninth Layer.
In just one breath, Lu Ming's cultivation has gone from the eighth level of the False God to the ninth level of the False God Realm.
"Breakthrough? How is it possible?"
The others were shocked. They never expected that when Lu Ming faced such a situation, his cultivation would break through.
"Even if you break through, you will die."
A young man from the Chiyan tribe who was over three meters tall roared, and came to Lu Ming again. The other arrogances of the Chiyan tribe also came to Lu Ming. There were nine masters, and they came to Lu Ming.
"kill!"
Lu Ming's fighting spirit was soaring, and his long spears were constantly swept out, colliding with the opponent.
However, even if Lu Ming's cultivation has broken through to the ninth level of the False God Realm, he is still not the opponent of so many Chi Yan clan's arrogance, and he is still suppressed at a disadvantage.
Only by breaking through to the Real God Realm can one blaze a trail.