At this time, Lu Ming suddenly broke out, and other people remembered that Lu Ming not only practiced martial arts, but also practiced the way of inscription.
"Emperor God, this time, you are the one who loses!"
Lu Ming roared, stepped on his feet, and rushed towards the emperor like the wind.
At the same time, the formation on the battle platform shone brightly, and spears condensed out, exuding a terrifying aura, piercing towards the Emperor God.
In the previous battle with the Emperor God, although it was impossible to concentrate on engraving the formation, how could it be weak in the battle that took twenty minutes to engrave
And with the addition of various auxiliary formations, Lu Ming's combat power has greatly increased.
The emperor's eyes were extremely gloomy, and the sword kept cutting out, colliding with the long spear condensed by the formation.
bump! bump!
Lu Ming stepped forward, slashed out with a palm, and struck the Emperor God's battle sword. The Emperor God's body trembled, and he retreated again and again.
Lu Ming strode forward, attacking continuously. At the same time, a large formation glowed, continuously gathering spears, and attacking the emperor.
The emperor was invincible and kept retreating.
He was at a disadvantage.
He exploded into three moods, with unmatched attack power, but still lost to Lu Ming.
The most important thing is that his spatial artistic conception is still at the third level of perfection, while the other two have reached the fourth level, and it is difficult for him to exert the strongest power of the artistic conception.
He roared and fought hard, but he was still at a disadvantage.
"Let you taste the taste of the prison stele!"
Above Lu Ming's head, the Prison Suppressing Stele appeared, and Lu Ming turned into the Prison Suppressing Stele, and went to suppress the Emperor God.
The blood power of the Jiulong bloodline is exhausted, but the blood power of the prison tablet is still there.
Everyone was numb. Lu Ming has two god-level bloodlines. Many people have known it for a long time and were not too shocked.
bump!
Emperor God was hit by the Prison Suppressing Stele, his body shook wildly, and he retreated continuously with bang bang bang, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Suppression!"
The Prison Suppressing Stele glowed, and continued to suppress the Emperor God.
Di Shen's face was gloomy, and when he took a step, his figure disappeared instantly, and appeared in another place a hundred meters away.
The Prison Suppressing Monument shook and continued to suppress the Emperor God.
Emperor God didn't dare to take it head-on, so he could only continue to use Shunbu, changing his figure constantly to avoid Lu Ming's attack.
This scene made the faces of the people in Ditianshen Palace extremely ugly.
In this way, Emperor God is at a disadvantage. If half an hour arrives, the ancient city of luck will automatically judge that Emperor God has failed.
Of course, in this way, it is better than admitting defeat. If you admit defeat, you will lose 90% of your luck points, and if you lose, you only need to lose half of your luck points.
Emperor Yi Wuhuang's face also became gloomy.
Every luck battle, the luck gained is very important to him, but this time, it seems that he will fail. The first place may fall to Lu Ming and Fu Puppet Sect on the head.
"Emperor God, you weren't very arrogant just now, but now you can only run away in embarrassment? Is this the first place on the Thousand Pride List?"
Lu Ming sneered and said ironically.
Emperor God clenched his teeth, and the angry flames in his eyes seemed to be burning.
"Lu Ming, in the future, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"
Di Yi's cold voice came out.
"Haha, Emperor God, let me tell you, if you lost to me today, you will never be my opponent in the future!"
Lu Ming laughed.
The Emperor God clenched his fists and felt a huge shock in his heart.
Because this sentence, in the past, he has always said to others.
In the past, he was No. 1 on the Thousand Pride List, high above the others, with peerless talent. Anyone who is defeated by him will never be his opponent in the future, because he improves faster than others, and the gap with others will only become wider and wider. .
He never thought that this sentence would be uttered by someone else, and the target was him.
But now he is helpless, his blood power is exhausted, and he can't stop Lu Ming's attack at all, so he can only use Shunpo to dodge.
Time flies by.
hum!
Suddenly, the battle stage shook, and two beams of light shrouded Lu Ming and Di Shen.
When the time came, the two fought for half an hour.
When the time is up, the war is over.
The Prison Monument shrinks rapidly, turning into Lu Ming's appearance.
Roar!
The Luck Dragon above Lu Ming's head roared, and gnawed fiercely at the Luck Dragon above Emperor God's head, and finally swallowed half of Emperor God's Luck.
The luck of the emperor god has changed to more than one hundred and thirty feet.
However, Lu Ming's dragon of luck skyrocketed, and finally surpassed four hundred feet.
The Dragon of Luck, which is more than 400 feet long, hovers above Lu Ming's head, like a real dragon.
"Lu Ming won, haha, Lu Ming is number one!"
The fat man was the first to yell, very excited.
"Lu Ming is number one!"
Then, Bai Chixue, Ruan Tingting and others also shouted and cheered.
Even Huanzhen, Wen Lezhang and others were extremely excited.
"I didn't expect Lu Ming to be so strong? I'm not as good as him!"
Huanzhen sighed, but he didn't mean to be unhappy, and there was joy in his eyes.
"We were still competing with Lu Ming before?"
Ji Mai and Meng Jia looked at each other with wry smiles.
Indistinctly, there was some sense of pride in his heart, they had been Lu Ming's opponents.
At this moment, even Bai Shijin, Du Songjue, Meng Chong and others were extremely excited and excited.
Lu Ming won the first place. The dragon of luck is more than four hundred feet long. How amazing is that
There is no doubt that in this battle of luck, Fu Puppet Sect will definitely be number one in the overall ranking.
How many years? Since the disappearance of Lian Cang, Fu Puppet Sect has gone from bad to worse, and has never won the first place, but now, it has regained the first place.
This time, Fu Puppet Sect will definitely gain great luck, perhaps, there is hope for revival.
How are they not excited
In the past, the condition they put forward to Lu Ming was that Lu Ming should win the first place in the battle of luck, but in fact, no one thought that Lu Ming could do it, they just put pressure on Lu Ming.
They themselves never expected that Lu Ming could actually do it.
As for the people from Emperor Tianshen Palace, Tian Corpse Sect, and Sky Demon Valley, they all had different expressions.
But mostly shocked.
Before the start of the battle of luck, who would have guessed that Lu Ming would win the first place
At that time, both Ditianshen Palace and Tianyao Valley wanted to kill Lu Ming. Most people thought that Lu Ming was doomed, but later, Lu Ming created a miracle, even defeated Emperor God, and captured First.
"Damn, how did this happen?"
The Patriarch of the Wang Family, the Patriarch of the Jiang Family and others all had murderous intent in their eyes and roared in their hearts.
Emperor Wuhuang didn't say a word, but there was a cold light in his eyes.
"Hey, this little guy, is it really unexpected?"
In the Sky Demon Valley, the Demon Emperor made a charming voice, which made many people's heart beat faster.
"Exactly beyond expectations!"
The piercing and unpleasant voice of the corpse emperor also came out, which was completely opposite to that of the demon emperor.
Ao Tu, Xue Jianyi, Feng Xuan and the others had an astonishing fighting intent in their eyes. They knew that from now on, there would be a formidable opponent on their way to rise.
This opponent puts tremendous pressure on them.
At this time, the beam of light covering Lu Ming suddenly became brighter, and then, a token suddenly appeared, fell from the sky, and flew towards Lu Ming.