A total of twenty-one people surrounded Lu Ming, their auras converged, and it was extremely terrifying.

"Are you all here? Let's start the battle when we are here. I'm too lazy to bet on the secret crystals with you."

Lu Ming said calmly, his face calm, as if surrounded by so many people, he felt no pressure at all.

"Pretending to be relaxed, I want to see what strength you have? Take action!"

Drink the Holy Chong coldly.

Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, the battle platform went berserk, twenty-one auras rose into the sky, and twenty-one attacks converged, crushing towards Lu Ming.

Yes, crushing him, Lu Ming had no choice but to take it hard.

"Dead, Lu Ming is dead. With this move, under the Dacheng King, there will be death or life!"

"Who is to blame for committing suicide? Do you really think that after defeating Sheng Fei and Sheng Chuan, you will be arrogant about everything?"

"Even if he has the combat power of the sixth level of the Martial King, he will still be dead!"

boom!

At this time, Lu Ming broke out.

The second bloodline is integrated into his body, and his true energy circulates to the extreme.

At the same time, the three artistic conceptions merged and exploded.

An unimaginable spear light shot into the sky.

This spear light seems to be able to pierce the heaven and the earth and penetrate everything.

boom!

The combined attack of twenty-one heroes of the Holy Family collapsed under the light of this spear.

Whoosh!

"Hold the moon!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly, his long hair flying, and the spear in his hand turned into a kilometer long and swept out.

A full moon appeared on the battlefield.
Chapter completed!