Supreme Shrine

don't go?

What do you mean if you don't leave and say you won't play with them?

The people in Youmo Palace were a little dazed.

"What I mean is, hurry up and get rid of you, I won't play with you anymore!"

Lu Ming smiled lightly.

"What? Get rid of us?"

The people in Youmo Palace were taken aback for a moment, and then laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, you are not afraid of flashing your tongue when you talk big, and you still solve us? Is it up to you?"

"This kid is talking nonsense on purpose, trying to disturb our state of mind, don't talk too much, we will explode with all our strength and kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, silver rays of light shone from the bodies of the seven Youmo Temple disciples.

Those are all chakras, the chakras of king-level blood.

Among the seven people, two are king-level second-level bloodlines, three are king-level third-level bloodlines, and the strongest two have reached king-level fourth-level bloodlines.

The chakras shone, and the blood erupted, raising the aura of the seven Youmo Temple disciples to the peak.

"kill!"

Seven Youmo Temple disciples formed a large formation, with sword energy shining, and killed Lu Ming.

"Blood, I have it too!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly, the second blood burst out, and a tall and hazy stone tablet flashed away with four silver chakras.

"The king-level fourth-level bloodline is strong, but what's the use?"

The green-haired young man screamed, and the sword energy burst out, enveloping Lu Ming.

"What about adding this?"

Lu Ming sneered.

groan!

A sound of dragon chant sounded, and the blood of Nine Dragons pulsed out, screaming up to the sky.

Everyone in Youmo Hall, Song Yu and the others stared wide-eyed as if seeing a ghost.

"King-level bloodline, why does he have two king-level bloodlines?"

"Is he a born king?"

"A born king? Impossible!"

The people in the Youmo Temple were in a great formation, and they all yelled inconceivably, even the operation of the formation was stagnant.

"Nothing is impossible, swallow it for me!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly.

Roar!

The bloodline of Jiulong roared violently, opened its mouth wide, and produced a terrifying devouring power from the mouth, covering the seven people in Youmo Temple.

"What's going on? I feel that my blood power is a little unstable!"

"My blood is beating!"

Everyone in Youmo Palace roared in horror.

The two bloodlines of the Wu Zong powerhouse can erupt at the same time.

However, the first bloodline of most warriors is only mortal level, and above the realm of Martial Ancestor, if the mortal level bloodline explodes, the effect of the bonus is extremely limited and negligible.

Therefore, most people only erupt with the second bloodline, and very few people erupt with both bloodlines.

But Lu Ming is different. Both of his bloodlines are king-level, and they have different effects on him, and he can explode as much as he wants.

"Small tricks, hold on tight, go kill him!"

The green-haired youth roared.

"Really? Let's continue, Heavenly Dao Palm!"

Lu Ming sneered, and suddenly slammed his palm out.

Huhu

The heaven and earth aura between heaven and earth seemed to be emptied, and a huge transparent palm print appeared, carrying a violent offensive, pressing down on the seven people of Youmo Temple like a mountain pressing down on the top.

The terrifying pressure caused the world to tremble violently.

The sword energy from everyone in Youmo Palace collapsed in an instant.

"Ah! What kind of martial art is this? How can it be so terrifying!"

The disciples of Youmo Temple yelled in horror, it was unbelievable.

"Hold it! Hold it together!"

The green-robed young man's eyes were red, and he screamed desperately.

The seven Youmo Temple disciples exerted all their strength to move the combined attack formation to the extreme. The seven joined hands and slashed a shocking sword energy towards the palm of the heaven.

boom!

The sword qi slashed into the palm of Tiandao's palm, causing an earth-shattering roar immediately, and a terrifying air wave swept across. The clouds in the sky with a radius of tens of miles were swept away, and even the city below trembled violently.

Song Yu and the others were stuck against the wall by the strong wind before they stood firm.

But they didn't care about their embarrassment at all, they stared at the sky with wide eyes.

Which side can win?

bump!

Suddenly, the sword light shook, burst open, and dissipated into a little rain of light.

boom!

Although part of the power of the Heavenly Dao palm print has been offset, the remaining power is still terrifying, and it continues to press down.

bump!bump!

The seven Youmo Palace disciples, like toads, couldn't move, and were thrown into the mud pit after being bombarded.

The two with the weakest cultivation base screamed and lost their breath.

And the three geniuses at the peak of the sixth level of Wu Zong, although they are not dead, they are still half dead.

In the world with only two martial sects at the seventh level, they only spewed a mouthful of blood, but still maintained a certain level of combat power.

"go!"

The green-robed youth roared, and was about to cast a secret technique to escape.

But Lu Ming's second palm followed immediately.

boom!

Another huge palm print was formed, pressing towards the disciples of You Mo Temple.

"No!"

The green-haired youth let out a desperate roar.

The Heavenly Dao Palm is so mysterious that it completely locks them in and there is no escape.

boom!

Even if the remaining two tried their best, they couldn't resist.

Rumble!

The smoke and dust filled the air, and the two were directly blasted into the ground, blasting the earth into two huge deep pits, lying in the deep pits, unable to move at all.

At this time, Song Yu, Song Jing and the others stared dumbfounded, completely unable to recover.

The seven geniuses of Youmo Temple teamed up to set up a joint attack, but they were dealt with by Lu Ming with two palms. This is too terrifying.

On the other side of the sky, the disciple of the Youmo Palace who escaped last time was trembling all over, his lips were trembling, his face was pale without any blood, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Monster, monster, this is my fault, run away, run away, I want to stay away from this monster, run away!"

He roared in his heart, and was about to cast a secret technique to escape from this place.

right now~

Pfft!

A spear pierced through the back of his heart.

The Youmo Temple disciple roared, turned his head desperately, and saw Lu Ming's cold eyes.

"I let you escape last time, do you think there will be a second time?"

A faint voice came from Lu Ming's mouth.

Then the spear shook, and the light of the spear destroyed all the vitality of the disciple of Youmo Temple, and his body fell to the ground.

Immediately, Lu Ming took another step and walked towards the green-haired youth.

At this time, the two green-haired youths could not move their bodies, and they were extremely frightened.

"Wait a minute, don't kill us. We are disciples of Youmo Temple. My Youmo Temple is full of geniuses. There are more than 500 geniuses who came in this time. We are just a part of them. There are many more. Strong geniuses are in other cities, if you kill us, the disciples of Youmo Temple will not let you go."

The green-haired youth yelled.

"Hehe, as long as I kill you, how will the other people in Youmo Temple know that I killed you?"

Lu Ming sneered.

"Of course I know, I might as well tell you that I have copied your figure with the Shadow Breathing Talisman and sent it to the strongest genius in my Youmo Palace. You cannot escape!"

The green-haired youth yelled.

"It turned out to be a shadow talisman?"

Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.

The Breathing Shadow Talisman is the same as the Wanli Sound Transmission Talisman, both of which were refined by Ming Lianshi.

The shadow-breathing talisman can copy a certain scene or the appearance of a certain person and send it to another person who also has the shadow-breathing talisman. It is very amazing.

(End of this chapter)