Chapter 959
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On top of everyone's head, a number appears, representing the number of battlefields to enter.
On top of Lu Ming's head, the word "eight" appears, which means that Lu Ming wants to enter the No.8 battlefield.
Lu Ming glanced at them and found that there were some disciples of the Fu puppet sect. They also appeared in the eight characters.
Bai chixue is No. 8.
And fat man, it's number two, Ruan Tingting, it's number three, unreal, on number four.
"Ha ha, Lu Ming, you're on the 8th, and that chick!"
Suddenly, an excited laugh came.
Lu Mingxun's reputation goes to find that it is Luo Tian who laughs.
On top of his head, there's No. 8.
He looked at Lu Ming and Bai chixue.
In addition, there are many assigned to the eighth Tianjiao, also one by one looking at Lu Ming, looking at Bai chixue.
"I depend on it. Luotian's luck is against the weather. He and Lu Ming, as well as the little girl, are assigned to the same battlefield. These two people are obviously fat and good luck!"
"Yes, Luotian is very lucky. The key is that there are no experts in the No.8 battlefield. You see, the emperor and God are not in the eighth battlefield."
"No.8 battlefield, just a Tianjiao of TIANYAO Valley, can compete with Luotian, other experts are not too strong, Luotian's luck is too good, envy ah!"
All around, one by one Tianjiao showed the expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Lu Ming sneered and glanced at him. He found that the emperor and God assigned No. 1, Ao Tu No. 7, Blood Sword No. 1 and No. 3, Wang Huotian, No. 2...
some of the better than Luotian were not in the No. 8 battlefield.
At the moment, Luo Tian was so excited that he could almost roar up to the sky.
Luck. He's lucky.
Not only was Lu Ming assigned to a battlefield, but those stronger Tianjiao were not assigned to No. 8 battlefield. This luck is against the weather.
He looks at Lu Ming's eyes, full of cold murders and blazing greed.
As excited as Luotian, there is also a Tianjiao of TIANYAO Valley, who is also the peerless Tianjiao of TIANYAO valley. His reputation is not weaker than Luotian, but also an extremely terrible existence.
as like as two peas, he is in a state of excitement.
But the emperor, the Blood Sword and others, one by one cold hum, showing a pity color, actually missed Lu Ming.
In their opinion, Lu Ming's luck is doomed to be taken away.
Du songjue and others have a dignified face.
"Lu Ming, chixue, wait for an hour for the competition. You try to delay the time. If the situation is not good, immediately admit defeat, OK? You two are going to be targeted
Du songjue warned seriously.
"Master Du, don't worry. I know what to do, but Bai..."
Lu Ming smiles and looks at Bai chixue.
But see white red snow stare big eyes, a moment not instantaneous stare at him.
"White... That, chixue, as soon as you enter the battlefield, you will find a place to engrave the array defense with all your strength. I will go to you. If you are defeated, admit defeat as soon as possible!"
Lu Mingdao.
"You will come to me, won't you?"
Bai chixue stares at Lu Ming and asks.
"That... Yes!"
Lu Ming touched her nose in silence.
"Hee hee, then I will insist that you come to me!"
Bai chixue smiles happily.
Lu Ming is even more speechless. Around him, Yan fanatics, Du songjue and others show a "why it is" expression and an inexplicable smile.
"Rukong, you are separated from the emperor and God in the same battlefield. If you encounter the emperor, you will admit defeat at the first time, do you know?"
Du song Jue looked at the empty, charged.
Rukong is a disciple of Du songjue.
"I know it!"
Nod as if empty.
Hum!
At this time, the space fluctuated, and Lu Ming and others felt a pull of strength, and they were pulled by eight battlefields.
Lu Ming, Bai chixue flies to the light shield of battlefield No.8.
As they approached the light shield, their bodies also mysteriously shrunk and finally disappeared into the light shield.
The next moment, Lu Ming appeared in a barren mountain with stone walls.
Battlefield No.8 is full of barren mountains and stone walls. It is desolate. There is no vegetation or vegetation. There are stone walls and stones everywhere.
"I heard that everything in this battlefield is very hard. Try it!"
Lu Ming punches at a huge stone.
Boom!
The boulder, it's just a corner blown through, and the rest of it is intact.
"It's so hard. Although I didn't use all my strength, I could only smash a corner of a huge rock here if several mountain peaks were blown to pieces just now."
Lu Ming sighed.
Here, you can enjoy the outbreak of combat power."Find chixue!"
As soon as she stepped on her feet, Lu Ming's body rose into the sky, turned into a ray of light and disappeared in the sky.
Although the battlefield is 100000 Li Long and wide, it is not big for Tianjiao, who participated in the battle for air transport. One hour is enough to go back and forth many times.
The worst Tianjiao who can transform Python into Qi is Qin Qingshan's.
After such a long time, Qin Qingshan's cultivation has reached the seven levels of Linghai.
It can be said that this time, the weakest cultivation is Tianjiao, the seven heavy Linghai.
Linghai seven heavy, how fast speed, across a distance of 100000 miles, really does not take much time.
Looking out on the battlefield is also big eyes.
From the outside, the territory of 100000 Li has been reduced to 10 Li, which is 10000 times smaller than that of a single person.
But when they reach the spiritual realm, even the supreme, their eyesight is terrible. In their eyes, they can still clearly see the movement of everyone in the mask.
"Not good, there is a master to go to the other side of chixue!"
A senior official of Fu Qizong exclaimed.
At the moment, Bai chixue is in a stone forest, constantly inscribing inscriptions, arranging arrays and preparing for defense.
"I hope chixue can't hold on to it, and admit defeat quickly!"
Du songjue has some worries.
Just a moment ago, they learned that Bai chixue had been passed on by the emperor. They were very excited. The value of Bai chixue in their mind is rising with the rising tide. Bai chixue can't do anything.
Even if she lost 90% of her luck, Bai chixue couldn't do anything.
After Bai chixue was handed down by the emperor, his cultivation of the way of inscription and practice has also been improved a lot. With his fingers waving, the endless inscriptions did not enter the mountain forest.
In a few minutes, I don't know how many inscriptions have been engraved.
"Ha ha ha, it's the girl of Fu puppet clan. I'm so lucky!"
A roar of laughter, a heavenly corpse sect of Tianjiao appeared.
Tianjiao of the Tianshui sect has a five Zhang Long Qi Yun dragon on top of his head. His eyes are extremely hot, staring at the ten Zhang Long Qi Yun real dragon on the top of Bai chixue's head. He would like to swallow Bai chixue.
"This chick is mine!"
A cold voice came out, the sky trembled, and another figure appeared.
This is a young man with cold eyes. His whole body is full of evil spirit. On top of his head, there is also a dragon of Qi, which is six feet long.
"Well, if you want this girl's luck, it depends on her ability!"
Tianjiao, the youth of Tianshui sect, has a cold look in his eyes.
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On top of everyone's head, a number appears, representing the number of battlefields to enter.
On top of Lu Ming's head, the word "eight" appears, which means that Lu Ming wants to enter the No.8 battlefield.
Lu Ming glanced at them and found that there were some disciples of the Fu puppet sect. They also appeared in the eight characters.
Bai chixue is No. 8.
And fat man, it's number two, Ruan Tingting, it's number three, unreal, on number four.
"Ha ha, Lu Ming, you're on the 8th, and that chick!"
Suddenly, an excited laugh came.
Lu Mingxun's reputation goes to find that it is Luo Tian who laughs.
On top of his head, there's No. 8.
He looked at Lu Ming and Bai chixue.
In addition, there are many assigned to the eighth Tianjiao, also one by one looking at Lu Ming, looking at Bai chixue.
"I depend on it. Luotian's luck is against the weather. He and Lu Ming, as well as the little girl, are assigned to the same battlefield. These two people are obviously fat and good luck!"
"Yes, Luotian is very lucky. The key is that there are no experts in the No.8 battlefield. You see, the emperor and God are not in the eighth battlefield."
"No.8 battlefield, just a Tianjiao of TIANYAO Valley, can compete with Luotian, other experts are not too strong, Luotian's luck is too good, envy ah!"
All around, one by one Tianjiao showed the expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Lu Ming sneered and glanced at him. He found that the emperor and God assigned No. 1, Ao Tu No. 7, Blood Sword No. 1 and No. 3, Wang Huotian, No. 2...
some of the better than Luotian were not in the No. 8 battlefield.
At the moment, Luo Tian was so excited that he could almost roar up to the sky.
Luck. He's lucky.
Not only was Lu Ming assigned to a battlefield, but those stronger Tianjiao were not assigned to No. 8 battlefield. This luck is against the weather.
He looks at Lu Ming's eyes, full of cold murders and blazing greed.
As excited as Luotian, there is also a Tianjiao of TIANYAO Valley, who is also the peerless Tianjiao of TIANYAO valley. His reputation is not weaker than Luotian, but also an extremely terrible existence.
as like as two peas, he is in a state of excitement.
But the emperor, the Blood Sword and others, one by one cold hum, showing a pity color, actually missed Lu Ming.
In their opinion, Lu Ming's luck is doomed to be taken away.
Du songjue and others have a dignified face.
"Lu Ming, chixue, wait for an hour for the competition. You try to delay the time. If the situation is not good, immediately admit defeat, OK? You two are going to be targeted
Du songjue warned seriously.
"Master Du, don't worry. I know what to do, but Bai..."
Lu Ming smiles and looks at Bai chixue.
But see white red snow stare big eyes, a moment not instantaneous stare at him.
"White... That, chixue, as soon as you enter the battlefield, you will find a place to engrave the array defense with all your strength. I will go to you. If you are defeated, admit defeat as soon as possible!"
Lu Mingdao.
"You will come to me, won't you?"
Bai chixue stares at Lu Ming and asks.
"That... Yes!"
Lu Ming touched her nose in silence.
"Hee hee, then I will insist that you come to me!"
Bai chixue smiles happily.
Lu Ming is even more speechless. Around him, Yan fanatics, Du songjue and others show a "why it is" expression and an inexplicable smile.
"Rukong, you are separated from the emperor and God in the same battlefield. If you encounter the emperor, you will admit defeat at the first time, do you know?"
Du song Jue looked at the empty, charged.
Rukong is a disciple of Du songjue.
"I know it!"
Nod as if empty.
Hum!
At this time, the space fluctuated, and Lu Ming and others felt a pull of strength, and they were pulled by eight battlefields.
Lu Ming, Bai chixue flies to the light shield of battlefield No.8.
As they approached the light shield, their bodies also mysteriously shrunk and finally disappeared into the light shield.
The next moment, Lu Ming appeared in a barren mountain with stone walls.
Battlefield No.8 is full of barren mountains and stone walls. It is desolate. There is no vegetation or vegetation. There are stone walls and stones everywhere.
"I heard that everything in this battlefield is very hard. Try it!"
Lu Ming punches at a huge stone.
Boom!
The boulder, it's just a corner blown through, and the rest of it is intact.
"It's so hard. Although I didn't use all my strength, I could only smash a corner of a huge rock here if several mountain peaks were blown to pieces just now."
Lu Ming sighed.
Here, you can enjoy the outbreak of combat power."Find chixue!"
As soon as she stepped on her feet, Lu Ming's body rose into the sky, turned into a ray of light and disappeared in the sky.
Although the battlefield is 100000 Li Long and wide, it is not big for Tianjiao, who participated in the battle for air transport. One hour is enough to go back and forth many times.
The worst Tianjiao who can transform Python into Qi is Qin Qingshan's.
After such a long time, Qin Qingshan's cultivation has reached the seven levels of Linghai.
It can be said that this time, the weakest cultivation is Tianjiao, the seven heavy Linghai.
Linghai seven heavy, how fast speed, across a distance of 100000 miles, really does not take much time.
Looking out on the battlefield is also big eyes.
From the outside, the territory of 100000 Li has been reduced to 10 Li, which is 10000 times smaller than that of a single person.
But when they reach the spiritual realm, even the supreme, their eyesight is terrible. In their eyes, they can still clearly see the movement of everyone in the mask.
"Not good, there is a master to go to the other side of chixue!"
A senior official of Fu Qizong exclaimed.
At the moment, Bai chixue is in a stone forest, constantly inscribing inscriptions, arranging arrays and preparing for defense.
"I hope chixue can't hold on to it, and admit defeat quickly!"
Du songjue has some worries.
Just a moment ago, they learned that Bai chixue had been passed on by the emperor. They were very excited. The value of Bai chixue in their mind is rising with the rising tide. Bai chixue can't do anything.
Even if she lost 90% of her luck, Bai chixue couldn't do anything.
After Bai chixue was handed down by the emperor, his cultivation of the way of inscription and practice has also been improved a lot. With his fingers waving, the endless inscriptions did not enter the mountain forest.
In a few minutes, I don't know how many inscriptions have been engraved.
"Ha ha ha, it's the girl of Fu puppet clan. I'm so lucky!"
A roar of laughter, a heavenly corpse sect of Tianjiao appeared.
Tianjiao of the Tianshui sect has a five Zhang Long Qi Yun dragon on top of his head. His eyes are extremely hot, staring at the ten Zhang Long Qi Yun real dragon on the top of Bai chixue's head. He would like to swallow Bai chixue.
"This chick is mine!"
A cold voice came out, the sky trembled, and another figure appeared.
This is a young man with cold eyes. His whole body is full of evil spirit. On top of his head, there is also a dragon of Qi, which is six feet long.
"Well, if you want this girl's luck, it depends on her ability!"
Tianjiao, the youth of Tianshui sect, has a cold look in his eyes.
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On top of everyone's head, a number appears, representing the number of battlefields to enter. On top of Lu Ming's head, the word "eight" appears, which means that Lu Ming wants to enter the No.8 battlefield. Lu Ming glanced at them and found that there were some disciples of the Fu puppet sect. They also appeared in the eight characters. Bai chixue is No. 8. And fat man, it's number two, Ruan Tingting, it's number three, unreal, on number four. "Ha ha, Lu Ming, you're on the 8th, and that chick!" Suddenly, an excited laugh came. Lu Mingxun's reputation goes to find that it is Luo Tian who laughs. On top of his head, there's No. 8. He looked at Lu Ming and Bai chixue. In addition, there are many assigned to the eighth Tianjiao, also one by one looking at Lu Ming, looking at Bai chixue. "I depend on it. Luotian's luck is against the weather. He and Lu Ming, as well as the little girl, are assigned to the same battlefield. These two people are obviously fat and good luck!" "Yes, Luotian is very lucky. The key is that there are no experts in the No.8 battlefield. You see, the emperor and God are not in the eighth battlefield." "No.8 battlefield, just a Tianjiao of TIANYAO Valley, can compete with Luotian, other experts are not too strong, Luotian's luck is too good, envy ah!" All around, one by one Tianjiao showed the expression of envy, jealousy and hatred. Lu Ming sneered and glanced at him. He found that the emperor and God assigned No. 1, Ao Tu No. 7, Blood Sword No. 1 and No. 3, Wang Huotian, No. 2... some of the better than Luotian were not in the No. 8 battlefield. At the moment, Luo Tian was so excited that he could almost roar up to the sky. Luck. He's lucky. Not only was Lu Ming assigned to a battlefield, but those stronger Tianjiao were not assigned to No. 8 battlefield. This luck is against the weather. He looks at Lu Ming's eyes, full of cold murders and blazing greed. As excited as Luotian, there is also a Tianjiao of TIANYAO Valley, who is also the peerless Tianjiao of TIANYAO valley. His reputation is not weaker than Luotian, but also an extremely terrible existence. as like as two peas, he is in a state of excitement. But the emperor, the Blood Sword and others, one by one cold hum, showing a pity color, actually missed Lu Ming. In their opinion, Lu Ming's luck is doomed to be taken away. Du songjue and others have a dignified face. "Lu Ming, chixue, wait for an hour for the competition. You try to delay the time. If the situation is not good, immediately admit defeat, OK? You two are going to be targeted Du songjue warned seriously. "Master Du, don't worry. I know what to do, but Bai..." Lu Ming smiles and looks at Bai chixue. But see white red snow stare big eyes, a moment not instantaneous stare at him. "White... That, chixue, as soon as you enter the battlefield, you will find a place to engrave the array defense with all your strength. I will go to you. If you are defeated, admit defeat as soon as possible!" Lu Mingdao. "You will come to me, won't you?" Bai chixue stares at Lu Ming and asks. "That... Yes!" Lu Ming touched her nose in silence. "Hee hee, then I will insist that you come to me!" Bai chixue smiles happily. Lu Ming is even more speechless. Around him, Yan fanatics, Du songjue and others show a "why it is" expression and an inexplicable smile. "Rukong, you are separated from the emperor and God in the same battlefield. If you encounter the emperor, you will admit defeat at the first time, do you know?" Du song Jue looked at the empty, charged. Rukong is a disciple of Du songjue. "I know it!" Nod as if empty. Hum! At this time, the space fluctuated, and Lu Ming and others felt a pull of strength, and they were pulled by eight battlefields. Lu Ming, Bai chixue flies to the light shield of battlefield No.8. As they approached the light shield, their bodies also mysteriously shrunk and finally disappeared into the light shield. The next moment, Lu Ming appeared in a barren mountain with stone walls. Battlefield No.8 is full of barren mountains and stone walls. It is desolate. There is no vegetation or vegetation. There are stone walls and stones everywhere. "I heard that everything in this battlefield is very hard. Try it!" Lu Ming punches at a huge stone. Boom! The boulder, it's just a corner blown through, and the rest of it is intact. "It's so hard. Although I didn't use all my strength, I could only smash a corner of a huge rock here if several mountain peaks were blown to pieces just now." Lu Ming sighed. Here, you can enjoy the outbreak of combat power."Find chixue!" As soon as she stepped on her feet, Lu Ming's body rose into the sky, turned into a ray of light and disappeared in the sky. Although the battlefield is 100000 Li Long and wide, it is not big for Tianjiao, who participated in the battle for air transport. One hour is enough to go back and forth many times. The worst Tianjiao who can transform Python into Qi is Qin Qingshan's. After such a long time, Qin Qingshan's cultivation has reached the seven levels of Linghai. It can be said that this time, the weakest cultivation is Tianjiao, the seven heavy Linghai. Linghai seven heavy, how fast speed, across a distance of 100000 miles, really does not take much time. Looking out on the battlefield is also big eyes. From the outside, the territory of 100000 Li has been reduced to 10 Li, which is 10000 times smaller than that of a single person. But when they reach the spiritual realm, even the supreme, their eyesight is terrible. In their eyes, they can still clearly see the movement of everyone in the mask. "Not good, there is a master to go to the other side of chixue!" A senior official of Fu Qizong exclaimed. At the moment, Bai chixue is in a stone forest, constantly inscribing inscriptions, arranging arrays and preparing for defense. "I hope chixue can't hold on to it, and admit defeat quickly!" Du songjue has some worries. Just a moment ago, they learned that Bai chixue had been passed on by the emperor. They were very excited. The value of Bai chixue in their mind is rising with the rising tide. Bai chixue can't do anything. Even if she lost 90% of her luck, Bai chixue couldn't do anything. After Bai chixue was handed down by the emperor, his cultivation of the way of inscription and practice has also been improved a lot. With his fingers waving, the endless inscriptions did not enter the mountain forest. In a few minutes, I don't know how many inscriptions have been engraved. "Ha ha ha, it's the girl of Fu puppet clan. I'm so lucky!" A roar of laughter, a heavenly corpse sect of Tianjiao appeared. Tianjiao of the Tianshui sect has a five Zhang Long Qi Yun dragon on top of his head. His eyes are extremely hot, staring at the ten Zhang Long Qi Yun real dragon on the top of Bai chixue's head. He would like to swallow Bai chixue. "This chick is mine!" A cold voice came out, the sky trembled, and another figure appeared. This is a young man with cold eyes. His whole body is full of evil spirit. On top of his head, there is also a dragon of Qi, which is six feet long. "Well, if you want this girl's luck, it depends on her ability!" Tianjiao, the youth of Tianshui sect, has a cold look in his eyes. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
