Above each person's head, a number appeared, representing the number of battlefields to enter.
Above Lu Ming's head, the word 'eight' appeared, which meant that Lu Ming was about to enter the No. 8 battlefield.
Lu Ming swept his eyes and found that some disciples of the Fu Puppet Sect also showed the character horoscope.
Bai Chixue was actually number eight.
Fatty is number two, Ruan Tingting is number three, and Huanzhen is number four.
"Haha, Lu Ming, you're actually on number eight, and that chick!"
Suddenly, an excited laugh came.
Lu Ming followed the prestige and found that the one laughing was actually Luo Tian.
On top of his head, there is also number eight.
He looked coldly at Lu Ming and Bai Chixue with fiery eyes.
In addition, there are quite a few Tianjiao assigned to No. 8, and they all look at Lu Ming and Bai Chixue enthusiastically.
"Damn it, Luo Tian's luck is against the sky. He was actually assigned to the same battlefield with Lu Ming and that chick. These two are obviously fat, and they are lucky!"
"Yeah, Luo Tian is very lucky. The key point is that there are no masters on the eighth battlefield. You see, Emperor God and others are not on the eighth battlefield."
"On the eighth battlefield, there is only one Tianjiao from Tianyao Valley, who can compete with Luo Tian. There are no other strong masters. Luo Tian's luck is so good, envy!"
All around, Tianjiao showed expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Lu Ming sneered, glanced over, and found that Emperor God was assigned No. 1, Ao Tu was No. 7, Blood Sword No. 13, Wang Fentian, No. 2...
Those who are stronger than Luo Tian are not in the No. 8 battlefield.
At this moment, Luo Tian was so excited that he almost looked up to the sky and roared.
Luck, his luck was too good.
Not only were they assigned to the same battlefield as Lu Ming, but none of the stronger Tianjiao were assigned to the No. 8 battlefield. This luck is simply against the sky.
He looked at Lu Ming with cold murderous intent and burning greed.
Just as excited as Luo Tian, there was another Tianjiao from Tianyao Valley. This person was also a peerless Tianjiao from Tianyao Valley. His reputation was not weaker than Luo Tian's, and he was also an extremely terrifying existence.
At this moment, his mood was exactly the same as Luo Tian's, extremely excited.
And Emperor God, Xuejian and others snorted coldly, showing pity, and missed Lu Ming.
In their view, Lu Ming's luck is destined to be taken away by others.
Du Songjue and the others had serious expressions on their faces.
"Lu Ming, Chi Xue, wait for an hour. Try to delay the time. If the situation is not good, immediately admit defeat, you know? The two of you will definitely be targeted."
Juniper must seriously warn.
"Senior Du, don't worry, I know what to do, but Bai..."
Lu Ming smiled slightly and looked at Bai Chixue.
But Bai Chixue's eyes widened, staring at him without blinking.
"Bai...well, Chixue, as soon as you enter the battlefield, find a place to engrave the formation defense with all your strength, and I will go find you. If you lose, admit defeat as soon as possible!"
Lu Ming said.
"You're coming to see me, aren't you?"
Bai Chixue stared at Lu Ming and asked.
"That... yes!"
Lu Ming touched his nose speechlessly and said.
"Hee hee, then I will definitely persist until you come to me!"
Bai Chixue laughed happily.
Lu Ming was even more speechless. All around, Yan Kuangtu, Du Songjue and others showed an expression of "so that's the case" and inexplicable smiles.
"Ru Kong, you are in the same battlefield as the Emperor God, if you meet the Emperor God, you will immediately admit defeat, you know?"
Du Songjue looked at Rukong and instructed.
Rukong is a disciple of Du Songjue.
"The disciple knows!"
Rukong nodded.
hum!
At this time, there was a fluctuation in the space, and Lu Ming and others felt a force pulling them, and they were pulled by the eight battlefields.
Lu Ming, Bai Chixue flew to the mask on the eighth battlefield.
As they approached the mask, their bodies also shrank strangely, and finally disappeared into the mask.
The next moment, Lu Ming appeared in a barren mountain full of stone walls.
Battlefield No. 8 is full of barren hills and stone walls. It is desolate. There is no grass or tree. There are stone walls and stones everywhere.
"I heard that in this battlefield, no matter what, everything is very hard, try it!"
Lu Ming punched a boulder.
boom!
That boulder was only blasted at one corner, and the rest was intact.
"It's so hard. Although I didn't use all my strength, if the punch just now was outside, several mountain peaks would have exploded. Here, it can only smash a corner of a huge boulder."
Lu Ming secretly sighed.
Here, you can explode your combat power to your heart's content.
"Go find Chixue!"
With one step, Lu Ming's figure rose into the sky, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared into the sky.
Although this battlefield is 100,000 miles long and wide, it's really not that big for those arrogances who participated in the luck battle. An hour is enough to go back and forth many times.
The worst Tianjiao who can turn into a python with luck is also at Qin Qingshan's level.
After such a long time, Qin Qingshan's cultivation has reached the seventh level of Linghai.
It can be said that the weakest ones participating in the battle this time are all the arrogances of the seventh level of the spiritual sea.
At the seventh level of Linghai, the speed is so fast, it really doesn't take much time to cross a distance of one hundred thousand miles.
Outside the battlefield, everyone watched with wide eyes.
From the outside, the territory of 100,000 miles has shrunk to ten miles, which is a full 10,000 times smaller. If a person is placed inside, he can hardly see it.
But when they reach the spiritual state, or even the Supreme, their eyesight is so terrifying, in their eyes, they can still clearly see the movement of everyone inside the mask.
"No, some masters are heading towards Chi Xue!"
A veteran of Fu Puppet Sect shouted worriedly.
At this moment, Bai Chixue was in a stone forest, constantly engraving inscriptions, arranging formations, and preparing for defense.
"I hope Chi Xue can't stand it anymore, so hurry up and admit defeat!"
Juniper was a little worried.
Just now, they knew that Bai Chixue had obtained the inheritance of the emperor, and they were very excited. The value of Bai Chixue in their hearts has risen, so Bai Chixue can't be troubled.
Even if he loses 90% of his luck, nothing will happen to Bai Chixue.
After Bai Chixue received the emperor's inheritance, during this period of time, her cultivation of the way of inscription refining has also improved a lot. With a wave of her hand, the endless inscriptions disappeared into the mountains and forests.
In just a few minutes, I don't know how many inscriptions have been inscribed.
"Hahaha, it's the chick of Fu Puppet Sect, I'm so lucky!"
With a loud laugh, a Tianjiao of the Celestial Corpse Sect appeared.
This Tianjiao of the Heavenly Corpse Sect had a five-foot-long Luck Dragon emerge above his head, and his eyes were extremely fiery staring at the ten-foot-long Luck Dragon above Bai Chixue's head, wishing he could swallow Bai Chixue in one gulp.
"This chick is mine!"
A cold voice came out, the sky trembled, and another figure appeared.
This is a young man with gloomy eyes, full of demonic aura, and above his head, there is also a dragon of luck, which is six feet long.
"Hmph, if you want this chick's luck, it depends on your ability!"
Tianjiao, a young man of the Corpse Sect, said coldly.