"Boy, you are playing with fire now."
In the sea of consciousness, the bone demon sighed.
"Senior, is there any way for me to have the strength to counter Tianhong?"
Lu Ming asked.
This time, Lu Ming did not expect that Tianhong Shengzi would come so soon.
However, with Lu Ming's character, even if he knew, he would still deal with Liu Feiyun.
It is not Lu Ming's character to swallow his anger.
"That kid is very strong. With your current strength, there is only one way to have the strength to fight against Tianhong Shengzi in a short time, and that is to completely burn the heart of the ancient gods. In that case, you will gain the strength in a short time. A tremendous strength."
"But the consequence is that your ancient god's heart may disappear completely. The price is extremely high!"
The bone demon sighed.
"Burning the heart of the ancient god? Will it disappear completely?"
Lu Ming also frowned.
Being able to condense the hearts of the ancient gods is a great opportunity. This kind of opportunity is hard to come by. If it is lost, it will be gone.
Lu Ming really couldn't bear it. With the heart of the ancient god, his divine body can grow bigger all the time. Over time, the benefits are amazing.
However, if there is really no other way, then you can only fight.
"Lu Ming, first of all, kneel down for me!"
Tianhong Shengzi was condescending, with breath like the sea, and kept pressing down on Lu Ming. At the same time, he stretched out a palm and pressed down.
A huge palm, like an ancient sacred mountain, pressed towards Lu Ming. Before the palm arrived, Lu Ming's body creaked under the terrible pressure.
Can't fight, can't fight at all, the gap between the two sides is too big.
Whether it is Lu Ming or Qiuqiu, they all look very weak in front of Tianhong Shengzi.
"It seems that only the heart of the ancient god can be burned."
Lu Ming showed determination.
Although the ancient god's heart is precious, it is nothing compared to life.
"bring it on!"
Lu Ming became ruthless, and was about to explode completely, burning the heart of the ancient god.
At this moment, a coquettish shout sounded: "Tianhong, you, the holy son of the heavenly god realm, actually took action against a person of the third level of the true god. You are really shameless. If you want to fight, I will be your opponent!"
Before the voice fell, a beam of sword light had already flown from a distance, like a flying fairy from the sky.
boom!
Jian Guang slashed on Tianhong Shengzi's palm print, and a violent roar erupted. The palm print vibrated and was split into two by Jian Guang.
Swish!
Randomly, a figure appeared in the distant sky.
Ouyang Qingxiang!
At the critical moment, it was Ouyang Qingxiang who made a move, cutting the palm print of Tianhong Shengzi with a sword.
It's not that Ouyang Qingxiang is much stronger than Tianhong Shengzi, but that Tianhong Shengzi didn't attack with all his strength in the move just now, and Ouyang Qingxiang used more strength to cut Tianhong away in order to save Lu Ming. The palm print of the Son.
Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Ouyang Qingxiang has arrived. It seems that he doesn't need to burn the heart of the ancient god.
After all, the ancient god's heart is too precious, and Lu Ming is reluctant to waste it unless it is absolutely necessary.
"Ouyang Qingxiang, do you want to meddle in your own business?"
Tianhong Shengzi's face turned cold, and he stared at Ouyang Qingxiang coldly.
"What is meddling? Lu Ming and I are friends. If you want to deal with him, you must deal with me."
Ouyang Qingxiang said.
"Hmph, do you think you can stop me?"
Tianhong Shengzi snorted coldly, golden divine power exuded from his body, and his aura became stronger and stronger.
"You'll know if you try it. Although you became the Holy Son earlier than me, you may not be able to defeat me."
Ouyang said in a strong and cold voice, an extremely powerful sword energy erupted from his body, piercing the sky.
"The Holy Maiden of Qingxiang and the Son of Tianhong are about to attack."
"It's been a long time since the existence of the Saint Son and Saintess level has been duel. Looking forward to it, I don't know who is stronger and who is weaker?"
"I don't know. Although the Qingxiang Saintess became a Saintess later, her talent is amazing, and she may not be weaker than Tianhong's Son."
"I didn't expect that Lu Ming would be friends with Qingxiang Saintess. Speaking of it, Lu Ming is also terrifying. If he grows up, he may surpass other saints and saints. Only the Supreme Son can fight. "
"Yeah, I don't know how to solve today's matter."
There are more and more people gathering in this area.
Even some inner sect elders appeared and watched from a distance.
"Shenlong Mahamudra!"
Suddenly, Tianhong Shengzi let out a long cry, his divine power exploded, his hands formed consecutive seals, and he swung out, forming a huge dragon claw, which was extremely huge, and grabbed Ouyang Qingxiang.
"Qinglian Sword Song!"
Ouyang Qingxiang whispered, the sword rushed into the night, swung the sword out, a cyan sword light surged, and slashed towards the huge dragon claw.
boom!
A terrible collision erupted, stirring up a thousand layers of waves, as if the entire inner door area was violently shaken.
"Go up and fight!"
Ouyang Qingxiang's voice sounded, and her figure turned into a cyan sword light, soaring into the sky and rushing into the sky.
Roar!
A sound of dragon chant came from Tianhong Shengzi, and his body shape changed a lot in an instant.
Tianhong Shengzi's body became taller and taller, his muscles bulged, and his size was twice as big as before.
On the surface of his skin, a layer of golden scales unexpectedly emerged, shining brightly under the sunlight.
Those are dragon scales, and what is even more astonishing is that Tianhong Shengzi has grown a tail, a dragon tail.
"Dragon Clan!"
Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and recognized the race of Tianhong Shengzi.
Tianhong's holy son is a dragon-human race. Lu Ming has seen this race before. In Huangquan Mountain and Huangquan World, there is a kingdom composed of dragon-human race.
"Shenlong Mahamudra!"
Tianhong Shengzi showed his real body, with stronger combat power, and kept using the big handprint of the dragon. In the sky, nine golden dragon claws formed in succession, and they grabbed Ouyang Qingxiang.
"Qinglian sword song, the sword swings the world!"
Ouyang Qingxiang turned around, and streaks of cyan sword energy burst out, slashing towards the golden dragon claws.
In the sky, there was boiling, and the fierce battle between the two was extremely astonishing.
Lu Ming's face was solemn. With his current strength, he was indeed far behind Tianhong Shengzi and Ouyang Qingxiang.
"It's just the fourth level of gods. Lu Ming, don't belittle yourself. With your talent, it won't take you many years to catch up with them."
The bone demon's voice sounded, as if he had seen through Lu Ming's thoughts.
"Are there four gods?"
Lu Ming nodded. He didn't know how the other holy sons and daughters of Kongxuanzong were cultivated.
Swish! Swish!
At this time, two figures flew over in the distance, they were Yue Linglong and Wu Zifeng.
"Lu Ming, are you okay?"
Yue Linglong asked.
"It's okay, did you inform the Qingxiang Saintess, thank you!"
Lu Ming smiled.
As soon as his heart moved, Lu Ming knew that Ouyang Qingxiang must have been notified by Yue Linglong and the others before rushing here.
"It's fine!"
Yue Linglong and Wu Zifeng nodded and looked up at the battle in the sky.