Jiang Taichong stopped in front of Lu Ming, and behind him, Wang Yan rushed up again.
Lu Ming has no escape!
But at this moment, Lu Ming's face was extremely calm, and there was even a hint of murderous intent flashing away.
"wrong!"
For some unknown reason, Jiang Taichong's heart skipped a beat suddenly, with an inexplicable sense of crisis, but he couldn't figure out where the sense of crisis came from.
Lu Ming? Impossible, with Lu Ming's cultivation, it is impossible to be their opponent.
Wang Yan was already approaching.
At this time, Lu Ming stomped heavily, densely packed inscriptions suddenly appeared on the ground, and several large formations emerged.
"In a blink of an eye, he also wants to deal with us, just dream!"
Wang Yan sneered, but the next moment, his face changed drastically.
"No, this is a seventh-level formation, how could you instantly carve a seventh-level formation?"
Wang Yan cried out in disbelief.
Carving a seventh-level formation in an instant is impossible for ordinary seventh-level inscription refiners, only seventh-level inscription refiners with advanced spiritual power can do it.
How could Lu Ming do it
"Not good, back!"
Jiang Taichong's complexion changed drastically, and his figure was about to retreat violently.
But it was already too late, the formation was shining brightly, and golden vines condensed out, entangled towards Jiang Taichong and Wang Yan.
"break!"
An incomparably sharp aura permeated Jiang Taichong's body, and as he waved his hand, the sharp sword energy burst out and struck those vines.
But with a single strike, only a few vines can be cut off. This kind of vines is called golden vines. It is a seven-level primary formation. The golden vines are condensed from a large formation. They are extremely tough and invulnerable to water and fire.
Wang Yan also roared again and again, the flames filled the air, trying to burn the vines, although he could burn them, but the speed was very slow.
For a moment, the two were entangled.
Lu Ming sneered, and continued to engrave the formation. The endless inscriptions shone on the soles of Lu Ming's feet and palms, blooming, and the purple spiritual fire jumped between Lu Ming's eyebrows.
"A seventh-level inscription refiner, he is a seventh-level inscription refiner, rush out, must rush out!"
Jiang Taichong yelled in horror and charged with all his strength, cutting off vines one by one.
It is naturally impossible to completely trap Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong with a few golden rattan formations, but Lu Ming's purpose is to stop them for a while, which is enough.
hum!
On the ground, another formation emerged.
This time, it was a seventh-level intermediate formation, the Ice Hunting Formation.
Arrays are generally divided into elementary, intermediate, advanced, and top-level.
For example, the seventh-level primary formation is enough to deal with warriors of the first to third levels of the spiritual embryo, and if it is used well, it can kill warriors of the third spiritual embryo.
But Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong, although they are only in the first level of the spiritual fetus, but their combat power, they can kill the fourth level of the spiritual fetus, and the seventh-level elementary formation does not have much effect on them.
But the seven-level intermediate formation is different.
The seventh-level mid-level formation can deal with the powerhouses of the fourth to sixth levels of the spirit embryo realm.
However, although Lu Ming's mental strength is extremely strong, far surpassing the inscription refiner of the same level, after all, he has just broken through level seven, and it is still impossible to engrave a level seven intermediate formation in an instant, and it will take some time.
The time for the golden rattan array to block Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong was enough for him to engrave the seventh-level intermediate formation.
call out! call out!
Twelve ice-condensed spears appeared, exuding an extremely cold aura, piercing through the air, and stabbing towards Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong respectively.
boom!
Wang Yan blasted out with both fists, filled with terrifying flames, trying to melt the icy spear, but to his shock, the icy spear pierced through the fiery fist, only shrunk a circle, did not completely melt, and continued to move towards Wang Yan assassinated and left.
And Jiang Taichong kept chopping the icy spear with all his strength, and finally blocked it, but it was also very difficult. A layer of hoarfrost appeared all over his body, and his whole body trembled, as if he was going to be frozen.
call out! call out!
To their despair, another ice spear condensed out, this time, twenty-four spears.
One person with twelve roots, assassinated and left.
The two resisted desperately, but the power of the ice spear was terrifying. Although they resisted, they were both injured. But then, more ice spears appeared.
ah!
Then, there were two desperate screams. Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong's bodies were pierced by several ice spears, and their whole bodies were stiff. They were frozen in place.
"No, don't kill me!"
Wang Yan yelled in horror.
Although the battle of luck is dangerous, it is full of opportunities. No one participates in the battle of luck. They are here to die. They all want to get great chances and get boundless luck.
The same is naturally true for Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong. They want to gain great opportunities in the battle of luck, gain great luck, stand out from the crowd, and surpass those stronger geniuses. How could they think that the battle of luck has only started less than a month ago? , is about to die, how can I be reconciled in my heart
"Wang Yan, have you forgotten what I said? I said, I will kill you!"
Lu Ming's indifferent voice sounded.
Immediately with a wave of his hand, the ice spear emerged and stabbed out again.
"no no!"
Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong shouted frantically and frantically, but they couldn't change the ending.
The icy spear pierced through the eyebrows of the two of them.
Immediately, the blood of Jiulong appeared, and the power of devouring broke out, devouring the two of them.
Not long after, the refinement was completed.
Jiang Taichong, what he cultivates is the artistic conception of sword, which is of no use to Lu Ming. At that time, Wang Yan's artistic conception of flame will make Lu Ming's artistic conception of fire break through in one fell swoop, stepping into the third level.
However, Lu Ming's bloodline did not improve.
The bloodline of the prison stele is the third level of the god level, and the bloodline of the Nine Dragons is the fourth level of the god level.
call!
After refining, Lu Ming let out a breath, then got up, and the book of luck appeared in front of his eyes.
He found that the luck value on the book of luck had suddenly increased by two thousand.
This is because Lu Ming deprived Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong of their own luck points because they killed them.
Now Lu Ming's luck value is close to 5,000.
Immediately, his eyes turned to the stone door.
He must break through this stone door.
Lu Ming began to engrave the formation in front of the stone gate.
This time, it took a full half a day for Lu Ming to engrave a seventh-level advanced formation.
Now Lu Ming can instantly cast a seventh-level primary formation, but as long as Lu Ming is given enough time, he can even deploy a seventh-level top-level formation.
The formation glowed, condensed a huge hammer, and blasted towards Shimen.
The hammer condensed by the seventh-level advanced formation is many times stronger than Lu Ming's own attack.
boom!
The Shimen shook violently, as if it was about to be broken open.
"continue!"
Big hammers came out one after another and hit the gate.
boom! boom!
The roar was endless.
After more than a dozen consecutive bombardments, the door was broken open with a bang, revealing a dark passage inside.
Lu Ming's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a puppet walked in first.
Seeing that there was no danger, Lu Ming also stepped forward.
After the passage, there is a huge underground secret room.