Supreme Shrine

The colorful real person is a seventh-level true inscription refiner, and at least six spiritual lamps have been lit for each level. How huge is the spiritual fire?

Although Lu Ming lights up ten spiritual lamps at each level, he was only a third-level inscription refiner before, which is too far away from a seventh-level.

For example, there is a difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles between a martial artist in the Great Martial Master Realm and a martial artist in the Spirit Embryo Realm. I don't know how far it is.

Therefore, the spiritual fire of the colorful real person is still making Lu Ming's spiritual fire continue to increase rapidly.

Moreover, it contains fragments of the experience of the colorful real person. Lu Ming has more and more experience in the way of alchemy and the way of inscription formation.

"Hey, look, there is another palace ahead!"

Xie Nianqing suddenly pointed to the front and said in surprise.

Lu Ming looked over, and sure enough, there were mountains in front of him, and there was a palace on one of the peaks.

"Could it be that there is more than one palace where Daoist Qicai practiced? Could it be that his treasures are all hidden in the palace in front of him?"

Lu Ming's eyes lit up.

Obviously, Xie Nianqing also had this guess.

"Kill, kill, grab all the treasures!"

Dan Dan yelled.

Swish!Swish!

Lu Ming turned into two rainbow lights and flew towards that side.

But it didn't take long before they stopped.

In front, there are two rays of light, one in front and one behind, galloping towards this side.

In front of him was a golden sword light. Inside the sword light was a young man in his twenties, extremely handsome and exuding a powerful aura. Obviously, this young man was being chased by a ray of light from behind.

A ray of light behind him is an old man.

"Cold Sword Spirit!"

Seeing the old man behind, Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing were startled.

The person who was chasing after him turned out to be a cold sword spirit, but wasn't the cold knife spirit trapped in the big formation in the square before?He got out of trouble and appeared here.

However, judging from the aura of the Cold Sword Spirit, it should have been severely injured, far from being as strong as it was in its heyday, at most equivalent to the second level of Linghai.

"Boy, hand over the treasure and spare your death!"

The cold knife spirit roared.

But the young man didn't care about it, and flew forward at a high speed, flying past Lu Ming and the others.

"Ok?"

The cold knife spirit chased after him, glanced at Lu Ming, froze for a moment, and then yelled: "Little beast, it's you, damn it!"

With a cry of anger, the cold knife spirit actually stopped his body, stopped chasing the young man, and rushed towards Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing, with a look of deep hatred in his eyes.

From this, it can be seen how much he hated Lu Ming, and he directly abandoned the young man.

Lu Ming's face was solemn, and the infinite dragon gun appeared in his hand.

"Heavenly magic force field!"

Xie Nianqing stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the huge heavenly magic force field enveloped the cold sword spirit.

But the cold knife spirit is indeed powerful. Although he was injured, the real energy on his body was still extremely powerful. The real energy burst out, breaking through the heavenly magic force field, and killing Lu Ming and the other two.

"Destroy Cut!"

Xie Nianqing yelled again, the power of destruction and cutting burst out from the heavenly magic force field, the terrifying cutting power one after another, as if it could cut the space apart.

The Cold Blade Spirit shouted angrily, and his body was covered with white ice, like a set of ice armor, covering him, and his figure continued to charge forward.

"kill!"

Holding the Infinity Dragon Spear, Lu Ming rushed into the Heavenly Magic Force Field, and the spear's light pierced the cold knife spirit's throat.

Lu Ming was not restricted at all in the Heavenly Demon Force Field, just like he was outside.

The magic force field is completely controlled by Xie Nianqing.

when!

The cold knife spirit slashed out and blocked Lu Ming's spear. Lu Ming's body trembled and he retreated.

The realm of the cold knife spirit is too high, even if injured, the combat power is still terrifying.

"Little beast, die, you will die today!"

In the eyes of the cold knife spirit, the murderous intent is so strong that it cannot be dispelled.

Three days ago, he and the old monster Hongchi were trapped in that big formation. They were trapped for half a day and almost died inside. Fortunately, other people also walked there. After others helped destroy the foundation of the formation, circumstances, they can escape.

Although he escaped, he was also severely injured. Up to now, he is far from recovering.

His hatred for Lu Ming and the two of them can be imagined.

boom!boom!

The bloodline of Jiulong and the second bloodline erupted at the same time, and Lu Ming's combat power increased greatly.

"King level nine, two bloodlines, both are king level nine!"

The cold knife spirit screamed inconceivably, almost frightened to death.

When the bloodline erupts, it is inevitable that the level of the bloodline will be exposed. Both bloodlines are king level nine, which is simply unimaginable.

"kill!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly. After the blood burst, his combat power increased, and he killed the cold sword spirit again.

The cold sword spirit wanted to kill him, so why didn't he want to kill the cold sword spirit?Otherwise, it would be uncomfortable to be missed by such a despicable old monster. Who knows if the other party will be behind the scenes.

"Die, this kid is too scary, he must die!"

The cold sword spirit is even more sure to kill Lu Ming, and the sword glows vertically and horizontally, fighting with Lu Ming.

However, he was greatly affected by the Heavenly Magic Force Field. For a while, it was not so easy to defeat Lu Ming.

"I smashed it!"

Dandan retracted into the tortoise shell, and suddenly threw it at the face of the cold knife spirit.

However, warriors in the Spirit Sea Realm, who comprehend the second-level artistic conception, can already control the attributes of heaven and earth, form a battle armor, cover the whole body, rush over, but only hit the ice armor covering the face of the cold knife spirit.

"Nest, I haven't recovered enough, otherwise I would have smashed through that old guy's ice!"

Dandan flew back to Lu Ming's shoulder, muttering, looking for a chance to sneak attack again.

call out!

At this moment, a golden sword light flew towards this side.

Unexpectedly, the young man in the golden robe before, he actually returned here.

Before the person arrived, a golden sword energy was extremely sharp, cutting through the void, and slashed towards the cold sword spirit.

"Boy, let's die together!"

The cold knife spirit shouted angrily, and swung his knife to block the sword light.

Swish!

The young man in the golden robe appeared in the air, glanced at it, and finally landed on Lu Ming, saying, "Sura?"

"Yama?"

Lu Ming opened his mouth.

He recognized from the aura of this body that the other party was the King of Hades.

And the other party obviously recognized him.

"How about teaming up? Kill this old guy!"

Hades spoke.

"Exactly what I want!"

A smile appeared on Lu Ming's face.

Hades' combat power is extremely terrifying, and with him, it is enough to fight the injured Cold Sword Spirit.

"Jin Guang Zhen Killing Sword!"

Yan Wang was very straightforward, and he shot directly. The dazzling golden sword energy exuded an incomparably sharp meaning, which could cut through everything.

Hades, he has comprehended the artistic conception of gold, and has reached the second level. The artistic conception of gold is known for its sharpness and sharpness.

Xie Nianqing's heavenly magic force field will naturally not hinder Hades in any way.

At the same time, Lu Ming also appeared, with a long spear stabbed out, and a three-color real dragon flew out, pounced towards the cold sword spirit.

Facing the attack of the three people, the cold sword spirit slashed out a series of sword lights, and attacked the three people.

The roar sounded, and the two sides were evenly divided.

(End of this chapter)