Every time this white-robed young man took a step, a snow-white divine bird would emerge from under his feet, making him look like a fairy.
"It's somewhat similar to Bingqing!"
Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.
"It's the Ice Immortal, the seventh son of the Ice Soul Clan, the strongest Tianjiao, the Ice Immortal!"
Someone shouted.
"Sure enough!"
Lu Ming thought, no wonder it looks somewhat similar to Bingqing's.
At the beginning, Bingqing told him that in the world of ancient gods, there were four people who cultivated into the ancient god body, and his seventh brother was one of them.
However, the name is quite feminine.
However, the temperament of the ice fairy also fits the name quite well.
boom!
As soon as the ice fairy came out, there was a scorching hot breath from the other side, a wave of heat, pervading. Then, a burly young man stepped forward and appeared on the other side of the ice fairy.
"Red Flame Demon Pine!"
Someone spoke and said the person's name.
This young man is the peerless arrogance of the Chiyan Clan, an existence as famous as the Ice Immortal.
The appearance of the Ice Fairy and the Scarlet Flame Demon Pine made the golden-robed youth's eyes narrow slightly.
Because the two of them put a lot of pressure on him.
"Interesting, I didn't expect that so many interesting talents would be born in Qintian Starfield!"
The young man in the golden robe said coldly, but his expression finally became a little more cautious, and he did not show that lazy expression.
"Does what you said before count?"
At this time, Lu Ming spoke.
What he asked was naturally that the other party said that as long as the Tianjiao of Qintian Starfield could defeat them, the time they gave Qintian Starfield would be more lenient on this matter.
"Naturally, as long as you can defeat us, we can give you a hundred years of grace!"
The golden robe youth said.
"A hundred years is too short. As long as we defeat you, you will withdraw from the Qintian Starfield forever and never do it again!"
Lu Ming said.
"Exit forever, you are so big, this is impossible!"
The young man in the golden robe darkened his face and said coldly.
"What? You don't have confidence?"
Lu Ming sneered.
"It's a joke, although you have a few geniuses, but you just want to beat us, what a joke!"
The young man in the golden robe sneered again and again.
"Then why dare not promise!"
Lu Ming retorted.
"Not agreeing is a matter of principle. It doesn't mean that you have a chance to win and quit forever. It is absolutely impossible, but I can report it to the higher authorities and delay it for a while!"
After the golden-robed youth finished speaking, he took out a sound-transmitting jade talisman, sent a message, and waited quietly.
It didn't take long for the young man in the golden robe to receive a reply. His expression changed, and he said, "If you can defeat us, I can give you a grace period of at most a thousand years. This is the longest limit. Of course, you have no chance." !"
The young man in the golden robe is still full of confidence.
"Whether there is a chance, you will only know after the battle. A thousand years is a thousand years, so let's fight!"
Lu Ming directly agreed.
Mo Jiuye, Wuji of Sword Dao, Cangyan Pojun, Chiyan Mosong, Bingxian and other strongest arrogances did not open their mouths, which was regarded as acquiescing.
Many people were surprised that Lu Ming acted self-assertively, but Mo Jiuye and the others didn't stop him.
In front of these god-level figures, can Lu Ming have this qualification
They naturally didn't know that Mo Jiuye and others knew Lu Ming's strength, and they had long regarded Lu Ming as a person of the same level as them.
As for Bingxian, although Chiyan Mosong has never fought against Lu Ming, but with their good news, they naturally know about Lu Ming's fight with Mo Jiuye.
So Lu Ming agreed, and they did not stand up against it.
It would be great if we could gain a thousand years of time, it would be much better than ten years.
"Wait a minute, now is not the time for a battle. This battle is scheduled for three months later, and the place is right here!"
The young man in the golden robe said suddenly.
"Three months later, that's fine!"
With a thought, Lu Ming nodded in agreement.
He understood that the reason why the other party delayed for three months was probably because Tianjiao hadn't arrived yet, but why didn't he need time
"After three months, how to fight? What are the rules?"
Bingxian asked.
"It's very simple. Let's have a ring battle. Both sides defend the ring. Whoever stands on the ring last will be considered the winner. Of course, there must be a limit on the number of people on both sides, otherwise the competition will be endless!"
"How about this, I'll give you a chance, we will send out nine people, you can send out eighteen people, how about it?"
The golden robe youth said.
"Okay, that's it!"
Bingxian immediately agreed.
It's a bastard not to take advantage of the advantages. Although in the duel of the top talents, the number of people often does not have much effect, but this is a ring battle.
It still has some effect.
"Then it's settled. After three months, let me fight here. Let me see what kind of fighting power you, the younger generation of Qintian Starfield, have. Let's go!"
After the golden robe youth finished speaking, he turned into a golden radiance, soared into the sky, and left here.
"Hmph, boy, someone blocked you today, but not every time you have this opportunity, I hope you won't run into me in the next ring battle." Qin Wuyou glanced coldly at Lu Ming.
"Qin Wuyou, I'm afraid your calculation is wrong. I promise, this kid will not dare to make a move in the next ring battle!"
Another young man from Jiujue Tianwang Mansion sneered.
"There is no need to use such a low-level aggressive method, I will definitely participate in the next ring battle!"
Lu Ming said lightly.
"hope so!"
Qin Wuyou left this place after leaving a word, and the people of Jiujue Heavenly King's Mansion left one after another.
"Let's discuss who will play in three months' time!"
Bingxian's eyes looked at Chiyan Mosong, Mo Jiuye, Wuji of Sword Dao, Lu Ming, and Cang Yan Pojun.
"Candidates, you can discuss it, as long as you leave me a spot."
Lu Ming left a sentence, took Qiuyue and others, turned and left.
"Lu Ming, is he really going to fight? He's really emboldened. If Cang Yan hadn't broken the army just now, he would have died!"
"For the sake of face, in front of so many people, being provoked face to face by the party in charge, and refusing to challenge, wouldn't it be a loss of face!"
"That's true, but it's unwise to risk your own life for the sake of face!"
People around are talking about it.
"Hmph, how do these people know how powerful the young master is!"
After hearing this, Qiuyue raised her mouth in displeasure.
"No problem!"
Lu Ming smiled slightly, but he didn't care.
They left here, found an inn, and stayed.
Lu Ming lived in a guest room alone, and sat cross-legged on the bed.
"Old man, two hundred years have passed, how is the energy of the star core refined by you?"
Lu Ming asked.