The colorful real person, but a seventh -level true inscription division, each level, at least ignited the light of the spiritual light, how huge the spirit of spirit is?

Although Lu Ming ignited ten spiritual lamps at each level, after all, it was only three -level Ming Dian Division, which was too far from the seventh level.

Compared with a warrior in a great martial arts, compared with a spiritual martial artist, it is 100,000 miles away. I don't know how far.

Therefore, the spirit of colorful real people is still making Lu Ming's spiritual fire continuously and rapidly.

In addition, it contains the experience of colorful real people. Lu Ming's experience in alchemy and the way of inscriptions is becoming more and more.

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

Xie Nianqing suddenly pointed to the front, a little surprised.

Lu Ming looked at it. Sure enough, there was a mountain peak in front of them. There was also a palace.

"Is there more than one palace that is colorful in colorful real people. His treasures are hidden in the palace in front?"

Lu Ming's eyes were bright.

Obviously, Xie Nianqing also has such speculation.

"Kill, kill the past, grab all treasures!"

Dingsan yelled.

Swish! Swish!

Lu Ming turned into two rainbow and flew towards there.

But it didn't take long for them to stop.

In front of it, there are two lights, one after the other, galloping towards this side.

In front, there is a golden sword light. In the sword light, it is a young man in his twenties. He is very handsome and exudes a strong breath. Obviously, this young man is chased by a light behind him.

Later, a light is an old man.

"Cold Sword Spirit!"

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

The person who chased later was actually the cold knife spirit, but wasn't the cold knife spirit trapped in the large formation of the previous square? Actually, it was out of trouble, and it still appeared here.

However, the breath of the cold knife spirit should be hit hard. It is far from being strong in the heyday.

"Boy, make treasures, spare you to die!"

The cold sword spirit scream.

But the young man ignored the meaning, flying forward, from Lu Ming's side, flying.

"Um?"

The cold -knife spirit pursued, and his eyes swept away, and he shouted, and then yelled: "Little beasts, you, damn it!"

With a anger, the cold knife spirit stopped in shape, and did not chase the young man, fluttered to the landing and Xie Nianqing, in his eyes, showing a bone of resentment.

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

Lu Ming's face was dignified, and the unlimited dragon gun appeared in his hands.

"Heaven Magic Field!"

Xie Nianqing reached out and pressed, and the huge Tianmizi field shrouded the cold knife spirit.

However, the cold knife spirit is indeed strong. Although he was injured, the true Yuan on his body was still extremely powerful. The true Yuan burst out, broke the magic field, and killed the two of them to the landing.

"Destroy cutting!"

Xie Nianqing drank again. In the magic field, the power of destruction and cutting was made.

The cold knife spirit was full of anger, covered with white ice cubes, just like a set of ice -fighting armor, shrouded him, his body, and continued to rush forward.

"kill!"

Lu Ming held an unlimited dragon gun and rushed into the magic field.

Lu Ming was not restricted at all in the magic field, just like outside.

The heavenly magic field is completely controlled by Xie Nianqing.

when!

The Cold Sword Spirit Master slashed out with his sword and blocked Lu Ming's spear. Lu Ming's body trembled and he retreated backwards.

The level of the Cold Blade Spiritualist is too high. Even if he is injured, his combat power is still terrifying.

"You little beast, die, you will die today!"

The murderous intent in the eyes of the Cold Blade Spirit was so intense that it could not be dispelled.

Three days ago, he and the old monster Hongchi were trapped in that big formation. They were trapped for a long time and almost died in it. Fortunately, other people came there behind and destroyed the formation base with the help of others.

Only under certain circumstances can they escape from danger.

Although he escaped, he was severely injured and is still far from recovering.

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

Boom! Boom!

The Kowloon bloodline and the second bloodline broke out at the same time, greatly increasing Lu Ming's combat power.

"The ninth level of the king's level, both bloodlines are the ninth level of the king's level!"

The Cold Blade Spiritist screamed in disbelief and was almost frightened to death.

When a bloodline breaks out, the bloodline level will inevitably be exposed. Both bloodlines are at the ninth level of the king level, which is simply unbelievable.

"kill!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly. After his bloodline exploded, his combat power increased and he started to kill the Cold Blade Spirit Master again.

The Cold Blade Spirit wanted to kill him, so why didn't he want to kill the Cold Blade Spirit? Otherwise, it would be uncomfortable to be worried about by such a despicable old monster. Who knows whether the other party might be behind his back.

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

The Cold Saber Spirit was absolutely sure to kill Lu Ming, and fought with Lu Ming with swords blazing across the sky.

However, he was greatly affected by the magic field. For a while, it was not that easy to defeat Lu Ming.

"I'll smash it!"

Dandan retracted into the turtle shell and suddenly hit the cold knife spirit master in the face.

However, the spiritual sea realm warriors, after comprehending the second-level artistic conception, can already control the attributes of heaven and earth, form a battle armor, and cover the whole body. Dandan rushed over, but only hit the ice armor covering the face of the cold knife spirit warrior.

"Wochao, I still haven't recovered enough, otherwise I could smash through the old guy's ice in one go!"

Dandan flew back to Lu Ming's shoulder, muttering in her mouth, trying to find an opportunity to sneak attack again.

call out!

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

Unexpectedly, the young man in gold robe from before actually returned here.

Before the person arrived, a golden sword energy, extremely sharp, cut through the void and slashed towards the Cold Blade Spiritualist.

"Boy, let's die together!"

The Cold Blade Spirit shouted angrily and blocked the sword light with his sword.

Whoosh!

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

"Yama?"

Lu Ming spoke.

He recognized from the aura on this body that the other person was the King of Hell.

And the other party obviously recognized him.

"How about joining forces? Kill this old guy!"
Chapter completed!