Lu Ming waved his hand casually, as if dismissing a younger brother.
The people on the other stone pillars were stunned.
Lu Ming, dare to talk to Miao Yi like that, who is he
In Miao Yi's long and narrow eyes, a sinister light was jumping, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "Boy, it seems that you still don't understand what I mean, no matter whether this place belongs to my Miao family or not, but I said this sentence, I, Miao Yi, said it, do you understand?"
Miao Yi still stood tall with his hands behind his back.
His words were very simple, regardless of whether this place belonged to the Miao family or not, but if Miao Yi let go, Lu Ming would give him face. He said that if he occupied this place, he would occupy it.
Lu Ming curled his lips, how good is Miao Yi's self-esteem
"You? Miao Yi? What dog/shit? Get out of here!"
Lu Ming continued to wave his hands.
The others were even more astonished. Lu Ming was completely ignorant of Miao Yi.
Among the hundreds of mountains, few dare to talk to Miao Yi like this.
In Kowloon City, there are many sacred places for cultivation, and Baizun Mountain is just one of them, and it is not too advanced.
There are also some more advanced and mysterious holy places for cultivation, where there are even inheritances left by the supreme beings, and there are even dojos for the powerful emperors, which are not comparable to Baizun Mountain.
However, if one wants to enter those holy places to cultivate, one needs qualifications, and Miao Yi does not have that qualification yet.
Some powerful Tianjiao all cultivated in those holy places, and Miao Yi was considered a relatively famous Tianjiao in Baizun Mountain.
"Boy, you will regret what you said!"
In Miao Yi's eyes, the murderous intent became even colder, and green light jumped from his body, spreading out overwhelmingly.
Lu Ming actually called him a dog/shit and told him to get the hell out of there
who is he? He is an existence ranked 501 on the Thousand Pride List, the son of the Miao family.
On this dragon vein, the Wang family is the strongest, and under the Wang family, there are three powerful forces, the Shangguan family is one, and the Miao family is also one.
Even those Tianjiao who rank higher than him in the list of thousands of pride, dare not talk to him like this, what is this kid
"If you want to fight, just fight. How can there be so much nonsense? I still want to practice?"
Lu Ming looked at Miao Yi indifferently.
"Since you want to die, I will send you on your way!"
On Miao Yi's body, the green light soared into the sky, exuding a terrifying sense of corrosion.
"It's a poisonous artistic conception, back off!"
The expressions of the other youths changed drastically, their figures retreated sharply, and expressions of fear appeared on their faces.
"Toxic artistic conception, interesting!"
Lu Ming's eyes lit up.
This is the first time Lu Ming has come across a world full of artistic conceptions, such as highly toxic ones.
"die!"
Miao Yi waved his hands, and the green light, mixed with a highly poisonous mood, turned into a green centipede, pounced towards Lu Ming.
"The peak of the second level of Linghai!"
As soon as Miao Yi made a move, Lu Ming discovered that Miao Yi's realm was the peak of the second layer of Linghai, which was more than one level stronger than him.
boom!
Lu Ming punched out, and the terrifying power of the Exploding Star Fist pierced through the void, blasting towards the green centipede.
Zizi...
When the fist strength of the Exploding Star Fist and the green centipede blasted together, a terrifying scene appeared. The fist strength actually made a sizzling sound, and was being quickly corroded by the green light.
The poisonous artistic conception is actually corroding the strength of the fist.
"Haha, my highly poisonous artistic conception can corrode everything, even true energy and strength. You are mere Linghai first level, and you dare to fight with me, die!"
Miao Yi sneered, the fog on his body became thicker, and he slapped out a palm, and another green centipede pounced towards Lu Ming.
"Yeah?"
Lu Ming smiled lightly and stepped forward.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
The sky roared four times in a row, and Nine Dragons stepped on the sky, four steps in succession, violent power surged out.
Two highly poisonous centipedes burst open.
"Have some abilities, Heavenly Centipede Eats Heavenly Palm!"
Seeing that the two centipedes were scattered by Lu Ming, Miao Yi's face darkened, his palms were dark green, and there seemed to be streaks all over them. They were the figures of centipedes.
Surging palm prints bombarded out, and the powerful corrosive power made the space make a sizzling sound.
Miao Yi's poisonous mood caused many people headaches, and many people who were stronger than him were unwilling to face him.
But what he met was Lu Ming.
Lu Ming stepped forward directly, and the three artistic conceptions of wind, fire, and thunder merged and exploded, and he slashed forward with his palm.
boom!
Miao Yi's palm print was split, but it immediately turned into a green mist and enveloped Lu Ming. This is a poisonous mist, full of strong corrosiveness.
"swallow!"
Lu Ming controlled the blood of the Nine Dragons, and in his left palm, a powerful devouring power erupted. As soon as the poisonous mist got close to Lu Ming, it was swallowed by the blood of the Nine Dragons.
Swish!
Lu Ming's figure rushed past, and a long spear appeared in his hand, and the bright gun light pierced towards Miao Yi.
"what happened?"
Miao Yi's face changed drastically, and Lu Ming rushed over without fear of his poisonous mood.
His figure turned into phantoms in an instant, and he retreated quickly. The next moment, a cold light bloomed from Miao Yi's hands, and stabbed Lu Ming away.
"The artistic conception of wind!"
Lu Ming raised his eyebrows. Miao Yi actually comprehended the artistic conception of wind, and now he has reached the second level.
However, Miao Yi's artistic conception of wind did not successfully integrate with the artistic conception of poison.
A cold light cut towards Lu Ming's neck.
Lu Ming shot out with a long spear.
when!
The spear and the cold light blasted together, and with a roar, the cold light bounced off him.
Only then did Lu Ming see clearly that the cold light was neither a knife nor a sword, but a centipede, a centipede made of metal. This centipede is similar to a soft whip, but more mysterious. It can grow, break, and turn. Attacks are unpredictable.
On both sides, there are densely packed centipede feet, like blades, extremely sharp, cutting through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.
呵味..
With a wave of Miao Yi's hand, a centipede-like weapon pierced through the void and killed Lu Ming, its position constantly changing, making a piercing sound of piercing the air.
The artistic conception of wind was running, and Lu Ming's figure changed extremely quickly, avoiding the centipede's attack, and killed Miao Yi.
"True Dragon Strike!"
The long spear stabbed out, and a three-color real dragon roared and rushed towards Miao Yi.
Although Lu Ming has comprehended the fourth artistic conception, it has not yet integrated into the Dragon God's Three Uniques, so the attacks he sends out are still three-color.
When Lu Ming integrates the artistic conception of the earth into the Dragon God Three Jue, the Dragon God San Jue will transform into a demigod-level martial skill.
During this period of time, Lu Ming has time to try, but he has not succeeded.
Miao Yi's expression changed, and the centipede weapon was quickly retracted, blasting towards the three-color real dragon.
With a roar, Miao Yi's body trembled, and he retreated again and again.
Miao Yi, ranked 501 on the Thousand Pride List, is indeed powerful. It is easy to leapfrog to fight. With his poisonous artistic conception, warriors who are generally at the peak of the fourth level of the spiritual sea are not his opponents.