Everyone's eyes widened in shock, the person who retreated was actually Ao Kun.
Ao Kun was kicked back seven steps by Lu Ming's punch, how could this be possible
On the other hand, Lu Ming's body just swayed.
With fist to fist, Lu Ming still has the upper hand. Is Lu Ming still human? It is simply a humanoid monster.
"As expected of a flood dragon with 50% true dragon blood concentration, it's really powerful!"
There was also a look of surprise in Lu Ming's eyes.
His cultivation base is one level higher than Ao Kun's, and just now, his true energy has exploded by 80%, plus the prison-suppressing Tiangong, which is equivalent to a top-grade god-level martial skill, is powerful and extremely domineering, let alone better than him. Geniuses of the lower level, such as Ao Qian and Gui Yue, have already been beaten to the point of vomiting blood.
But Ao Kun only took seven steps back.
This was the first time Lu Ming met someone whose cultivation was lower than his own and who could block his attack.
Lu Ming was surprised, and Ao Kun was shocked, but after the shock, there was endless anger.
He, Ao Kun, the proud son of heaven, has the blood of a real dragon with 50% concentration in his body. His talent is against the sky. Now, he was repelled by Lu Ming in a head-on collision. This is unforgivable.
Roar!
At that moment, Ao Kun let out a sound of dragon chant, his muscles knotted and swelled up, propping up his red battle armor high, his whole body was so full of energy and blood that he actually formed a real dragon, roaring in the sky whistling.
Boom!
As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, his figure rushed towards Lu Ming in an instant. His huge fist, wrapped in a layer of red light, roared towards Lu Ming.
This punch was even more domineering and astonishing.
Rumble!
In Lu Ming's spiritual sea, the true essence was tumbling, and the true essence in his body exploded in an all-round way, making a sound like a tsunami. He pushed the prison-suppressing heavenly skill with his fist, and blasted out with one punch.
boom!
The two fists collided for the second time, causing gusts of wind.
Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at him once again.
This time, who will have the upper hand
Amidst the roar of the hurricane, a figure stepped on the battle platform again and retreated continuously. This time, it retreated nine steps, and it was still Ao Kun.
Ao Kun was repulsed again, and retreated even further.
As for Lu Ming, he still just swayed.
Shocked, besides shocked, still shocked, Lu Ming actually suppressed Ao Kun.
In the Emperor Tianshen Palace, the eyes of the strongest people such as Di Feng flashed brightly.
Although they had heard before that Lu Ming easily defeated Guiyue of the Celestial Corpse Sect, they did not value Lu Ming too much, and his name was not even included in the list of ten people in the sixth level of Linghai.
But now, they found that they had greatly underestimated Lu Ming's strength.
With Lu Ming's combat power, among the experts present at the sixth level of the Linghai, it is difficult to find someone who is stronger than Lu Ming.
Among the Tianjiao of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, all of them showed expressions of shock.
The one who was most shocked was Tianjiao from Tianyao Valley.
They know very well how strong Ao Kun is. Ao Kun, who has 50% of the concentration of true dragon blood, if he grows up, in time, he will definitely become one of the pillars of the Sky Demon Valley, deterring one side.
Now, it was suppressed by Lu Ming.
"Ah, Lu Ming, I want you to die!"
Ao Kun screamed, his body grew rapidly, and finally turned into a crimson dragon with a length of 500 meters.
The dragon groaned, and the giant claws as big as a mountain slammed down on Lu Ming, causing the space to vibrate continuously.
bump!
With a punch, Lu Ming collided with the Jiaolong Claw, his body trembled, and he took a few steps back.
Ao Kun, who had turned into his original form, was stronger in every aspect.
On Ao Kun's huge dragon body, there was a blood-colored light, like the artistic conception of blood, this is the natural fighting method of dragons.
With a roar, he rushed towards Lu Ming again.
"Then suppress you!"
A cold look flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and the blood of the Prison Monument appeared above his head, and two golden rays of light shone brightly.
Many people were taken aback, not by how advanced Lu Ming's blood was, but by how low his blood was.
Today, Tianjiao gathers, god-level bloodlines have appeared frequently, and everyone has become numb.
God-level second-level bloodlines are nothing.
Lu Ming's combat prowess was too strong. Everyone originally thought that Lu Ming's bloodline should be God-level fourth-level bloodline, at least, it is also God-level third-level bloodline. They never expected that Lu Ming's bloodline was only God-level bloodline. level two.
It is unbelievable that the god-level second-level bloodline is so powerful.
hum!
The blood of the Prison Stele vibrated, and Lu Ming turned into a light, fused with the blood of the Prison Stele, and the blood of the Prison Stele exuded terrifying pressure.
Vast and thick, it seems to be able to suppress everything.
bump!
The Prison Suppressing Monument shook, together with the Jiaolong Claw.
Ao Kun let out a long roar, and the huge dragon's body vibrated like water waves, and it retreated continuously.
The Prison Suppressing Stele continued to vibrate, flew high into the sky, and rapidly became larger, and finally became 10,000 meters high, like an ancient sacred mountain, suppressing towards Ao Kun.
Ao Kun roared furiously, feeling the terrible pressure, his whole body was filled with energy and blood, and amidst the long roar, he soared into the sky.
The flying dragon is in the sky, trying to compete with the prison stele.
boom!
The final outcome was that Ao Kun, like a reptile, was suppressed by the Prison Suppression Monument and slammed directly towards the battle platform.
Zi...
A strange sound sounded, like a toad being hit by a hammer, and accompanied by the strange sound, there was a shrill scream.
The battle platform roared, the sky and the earth shook, Ao Kun screamed, blood splashed everywhere, he was almost crushed alive, in the huge mouth, blood spurted out like it was free.
bump!
The Prison Stele was shaken, and continued to bombard some more, the sound of bones shattering, and Ao Kun vomited blood even more violently, and the battle platform was stained red with the dragon's blood.
Ao Kun screamed, already half dead, lying motionless on the battle stage, only his eyes showed a look of horror.
The Prison Stele became smaller and turned into Lu Ming's figure again, stepping on Jiaolong's head.
Many gasped, shocked.
After winning, Lu Ming easily defeated Ao Kun after performing blood fusion and won the victory.
It is shocking that Tianjiao, a powerful demon clan with 50% true dragon blood concentration, was defeated by Lu Ming.
Many people are guessing, what is Lu Ming's bloodline? Prison monument? What kind of bloodline, I have never heard of such a bloodline, it is too terrifying, the power is amazing.
As soon as he used blood fusion, he easily suppressed Ao Kun.
The sacred monument turned into ten thousand meters, and the dragon below was suppressed, like a myth.
"Now, let's send you on your way!"
Lu Ming's cold voice came out, and the Infinity Dragon Spear appeared in his hand, and the sharp tip of the spear was aimed at the center of Ao Kun's eyebrows.
"No, don't, help!"
Ao Kun roared.
He has 50% of the blood of the real dragon, he is the peerless arrogance of the demon clan, he does not want to die, he still has a great future.
With his talent, it is a sure thing to be promoted to the eighth level in the future, and to be on par with the human spirit and god realm. He can even hit the supreme realm. He also has an ambition, he also wants to challenge the supreme demon emperor, and become the emperor. Those who are strong in the Tao rule the world.
How could he die with so many unfulfilled goals