Lu Ming typed two kinds of esoteric runes in succession, and found that both were useful and worked freely, no different from the ones he practiced.
This made Lu Ming overjoyed. As long as he killed the creatures transformed by these secret techniques, wouldn't he be able to continuously obtain secret technique runes
Especially the Great Ancient Secret Technique.
How much time can be saved if one can obtain the secret art runes transformed from the great ancient secret art? How many merit points can be saved
Thinking of this, Lu Ming's heart became extremely hot.
"Witch Temple, since you are going to kill me, don't blame me for being rude!"
A gleam of cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and then his figure moved, turning into a rainbow light, and heading towards one direction rapidly.
This direction is the direction of the Ancient Witch Temple, and it is also the direction in which the eight previous envoys from the Witch Temple left.
Since the other party sent two people to assassinate him, the other six people should not have gone far, and it is very likely that they are waiting for news somewhere.
Lu Ming flew quickly, and his spiritual consciousness spread out, looking for the remaining six people.
Lu Ming didn't fly very far, and his spiritual sense sensed that there were six figures sitting cross-legged on a mountain in front of him, they were the six envoys of the Witch Temple.
Swish!
Lu Ming's spiritual sense swept across to the other party, and the old envoy of the Temple of the Witch God suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was as sharp as a sword, and looked towards Lu Ming.
"This kid is actually not dead, and he dared to kill him himself, looking for death!"
The indifferent voice of the old witch god's temple envoy came out, startling the other five people.
"Master Wudi, what's going on?"
The other five people were still a little confused.
"The boy from the outside world is here, prepare to meet the enemy!"
The old envoy of the Temple of the Witch God said coldly. As soon as the voice fell, he rose into the sky and rushed towards the direction where Lu Ming was.
The other five people were shocked, and they didn't have time to hesitate, and rushed towards Lu Ming with the old envoy of the Witch God Temple.
After a few breaths, the two sides met.
Liu Dao's sharp eyes fell on Lu Ming, full of curiosity and murderous intent.
"Boy, where are the two envoys from my Witch Temple?"
The envoys of the Witch God Temple for many years shouted.
"Since you want to kill me, you will naturally have to pay the price!"
Lu Ming said coldly, implying that those two had already paid the price.
"Boy, you are courting death!"
The old envoy of the Witch God Temple is murderous.
"It's you who are courting death. I didn't provoke you, but you provoked me yourself!"
Lu Ming shouted coldly, and cast out the Great God's Wind Technique, his figure was like a phantom, rushing towards the envoys of the six witch temples.
"kill!"
"kill!"
The envoys of the six witch temples also took action, and their figures turned into six different secret techniques, attacking Lu Ming.
"Five god emperors at the ninth level peak, one god emperor at the first level..."
As soon as the opponent made a move, Lu Ming could judge the opponent's cultivation base.
The old envoy of the Temple of the Witch God had the strongest cultivation, and he had reached the first level of the God Emperor Realm. As for the other five, they were only the peak of the Ninth Level of the God Emperor.
boom! boom! boom! ...
Lu Ming punched continuously, more than a dozen punches pierced through, and a great annihilation occurred in the void, the scene was extremely terrifying.
The faces of the envoys of the six witch temples changed, becoming extremely ugly.
"No, it's dangerous!"
"Ah, dodge!"
The envoys of the five God Emperor Jiuzhong's Witch God Temple yelled in horror, they didn't dare to take it hard at all, and wanted to dodge.
However, with their cultivation, how could they avoid Lu Ming's attack
After punching, the five envoys of the Wu Temple at the peak of the Ninth Layer of the God Emperor were directly killed by Lu Ming and turned into five esoteric runes.
Only the old envoy of the Witch God Temple blocked Lu Ming's attack, but his body also trembled.
"You... your combat power..."
At this moment, the old envoy of the Temple of the Witch God was not angry because the other five envoys of the Temple of the Witch God were killed, but only shocked and horrified.
Horrified by Lu Ming's combat power.
It never occurred to him that Lu Ming, a being at the seventh level of the God Emperor, had such a powerful combat power. The attack just now was completely comparable to him, and even faintly surpassed him.
This is horrible!
"kill!"
Lu Ming shouted coldly, his figure kept moving, the cells in his body trembled, and a bright glow burst out. Lu Ming pushed his combat power to the extreme, and killed the old man of the Witch God Temple.
"It's impossible to kill me!"
The old man from the Temple of the Witch God roared, his body was a pitch-black tower with nine light bands hanging down from it, suppressing Lu Ming, the power was astonishing.
This is his body, and it is also a secret technique.
"Could this be the Great Divine Pagoda Technique, one of the Three Thousand Great Ancient Secret Techniques?"
Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.
Since he is interested in collecting all kinds of three thousand great ancient secret arts, he naturally has a detailed understanding of the three thousand great ancient secret arts. He knows that among the three thousand great ancient secret arts, one of them is called the Great God Tower Art.
When it is used, it can condense a divine tower to suppress the opponent, with infinite power.
However, the Great Divine Pagoda Technique, among the three thousand Great Ancient Secret Techniques, is just an ordinary one, comparable to the Great Fragmentation Technique. In the Merit Exchange Hall, it needs about 100,000 merit points to exchange.
There was a bright light in Lu Ming's eyes.
If it is really the Great God Tower Technique, he will decide on the secret technique rune of his secret technique.
"Great binding technique!"
Lu Ming's whole body was shrouded in brilliant sunlight. With his palms pressed forward, the Great Binding Technique was cast, and an invisible force surged out, like a boa constrictor, entangled the divine tower.
For a moment, the divine tower was frozen, and what greeted him was Lu Ming's violent storm-like offensive.
Boom boom boom!
Lu Ming raised his combat power to the extreme, and kept bombarding the tower with both hands.
In an instant, at least hundreds of moves were fired.
The divine pagoda vibrated crazily, and was driven thousands of miles away by Hong Fei, smashing into more than a dozen mountain peaks, and the nine bands of light on it became dim.
All of a sudden, the opponent was hit hard.
"You...how did you master so many kinds of ancient witchcraft?"
In the tower, there was a very shocked voice.
"Great ancient witchcraft? It must be three thousand ancient secret arts!"
Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.
Just now, Lu Ming used at least three ancient secret techniques, which obviously shocked the other party.
"Soon, you will become one of my great ancient witchcraft..."
Lu Ming said coldly, and continued to kill the opponent.
He found that the opponent's combat power was slightly stronger than that of the Sheng family's white giant ape, but it was not strong enough, and it was not yet Lu Ming's opponent.
Even without using other big weapons, Lu Ming can still suppress the opponent.
"You monster, I, the Ancient Witch Temple, will not let you go. Before you came, I had sent the news back to the Witch Temple!"
There was a loud roar in the tower, then turned around and left, escaping at an alarming speed.
He knew that he was not Lu Ming's opponent, and wanted to escape back to the Temple of Witch.
In the Temple of the Witch God, there are a lot of masters, and some masters can kill Lu Ming.
However, how could Lu Ming let it escape