Chapter 897

"All right, now everybody, follow me in!"

White into the drink, first step into the vortex.

Shua! Shua! ...

one after another, figures fly up and step into the vortex.

The light twinkles, step into the whirlpool, then disappear.

"Let's go!"

Lu Ming and they follow the crowd, fly into the vortex, and then disappear.

In the end, Du songjue and some old men also stepped in.

A flash of light, Lu Ming and they found that they appeared on a huge platform.

This is a huge platform, which is made of stone, with patterns on it. Behind it is a huge wall, blocking the way out.

Over their heads, there is a vortex, which is the space passage for them to enter. After Lu Ming and others go to fight, Bai Shijin goes out from here.

The direction ahead seems to be empty, but an endless abyss. Opposite the abyss, there is a huge light gate.

"That's the entrance to the battle of luck!"

Bai Shijin's voice came out and pointed to the light door opposite the abyss.

All around Lu Ming are disciples of the Fu puppet sect. They get together. Bai Shijin, Du songjue and others also come in.

"The emperor's god palace, the heavenly corpse sect, and the people from the TIANYAO valley are here!"

On the edge, the fat man whispered.

Lu Ming looks away.

On this platform, he saw people from the other three forces.

Like Fu, every force has come together.

"A lot of people!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved.

He found that the number of people who came into the palace of gods and gods of the emperor must be more than 10000.

And the number of Tianshui sect is close to 10000. TIANYAO Valley is much less, but there are more than 3000 people.

How could that be possible? How can there be so many talented people in the palace of heaven and God?

Emperor Tianshen palace can be regarded as Tianjiao's character. The previous QIANJIAO list and the recently rising Tianjiao will not exceed 800. In addition to some young masters, there are only 3000 or 4000 at most. How can there be so many people?

"Tianyun, I heard that there are not so many Tianjiao and young experts in the palace of Heavenly God and Tianshi sect, but they will train a group of dead men!"

Beside, white snow whispered.

"The dead man?"

Lu Ming is puzzled.

"Yes, dead men, do you see the group of people wrapped in black robes and carrying various weapons behind the emperor's palace? That's the dead man. It's the emperor's god palace, with a special means, to fully stimulate the potential of some young people. Before the age of 30, they let their strength soar wildly and enter an extremely strong state. "

"But the consequence is that the potential of those young people will be completely exhausted, even their life expectancy will be greatly shortened, and their minds will become numb. They only know to obey orders and be brave and fearless of death. Their purpose is to participate in the battle of Qi Yun, assist other Tianjiao, and gain opportunities and luck!"

Bai chixue explained.

Lu Ming's eyes are shining. These big forces have exhausted their means for the battle of Qi.

"You see, those people who are wrapped in blood red robes in the Tianshi sect are also dead men. We are in accordance with the Ming and refining methods of the puppet sect, and we will not do it without such cruel and unreasonable secret arts. However, the TIANYAO Valley demon clan is very proud and will not do it, so the number of people is very small!"

White snow road.

Lu Ming nodded, and understood.

These dead men are nothing more than trained by secret methods. Young people under the age of 30 take part in the battle of Qi and use them for consumption.

Lu Ming stands in the crowd, glancing at the three forces.

In the area of the emperor's god palace, he saw the six ancient families, the six supreme families coming together.

In every force, there are dozens of young men and women with extraordinary bearing and unfathomable bearing.

These people, needless to say, are Tianjiao at the top of the QIANJIAO list, or Tianjiao at the same level.

Lu Ming is looking at each other, and the other is also looking at them.

"Ha ha, Bai Shijin, Du songjue. I didn't expect that you fu puppet Zong would dare to fight. Are you afraid that all the young people of this generation will die?"

A laugh, a sudden ring, from the emperor god palace.

Lu Mingxun recognized the king's family leader, the supreme one of his generation, who was almost killed by Lu Ming's Jiulong God Ding.

"Wang Shengtian!"

Hum, I didn't say a word.

"Well, anyway, you fu puppet clan is not as good as one generation. All the people of this generation die in it. You old guys can't last a few years. Fu puppet clan will die sooner or later."

Wang Shengtian, the leader of the Wang family, continued to sneer, and his eyes were like electricity. He scanned the side of Fu puppet Zong.

Lu Mingxin jumps, converges his breath and moves. He wants to block his figure with the help of others.

But the next moment, he found a cold eye, fell on him.Wang Shengtian's eyes.

At the moment, Wang Shengtian's eyes burst out with a terrifying intent to kill, staring at Lu Ming.

"Lu Ming, is it you? I didn't expect that you ran to Fu juezong! "

A roar came from Wang Shengtian's mouth.

At the beginning of the first World War in Kowloon City, he was nearly killed by Lu Ming with the Jiulong God tripod. It can be said that the supreme one of his generation came to such an end. He was very fond of Lu Mingzhi, which can be described as deep-rooted.

With his accomplishments, even if Lu Ming changed his body shape and restrained his breath, he could see it at a glance.

Shua! Shua! ...

with the voice of Wang Shengtian, everyone's eyes were on the side of the emperor's heavenly god palace.

Lu Ming, this name, Emperor god palace, who does not know?

Not only the palace of gods and gods, but also other forces are looking forward to it.

"What? Lu Ming? Is Lu Ming among us? "

Most of the people in the Fu puppet clan were also shocked and looked at each other one by one.

White release, Du songjue and other facial color sink down.

"You little beast, don't think you can hide from me by hiding in the crowd, but you are in the Fu puppet clan? Well, how do you die? "

Wang Shengtian sneered.

Lu Zhizun looks at the others.

In the first World War on that day, they also lost face. The six supreme masters joined hands and failed to win a younger generation of Lu Ming.

"Lu Ming? Who is Lu Ming? "

Bai chixue's eyes widened and she looked around.

"Hide? Why should I hide? What can you do for me here? "

Lu Ming opened his mouth, and his clear voice spread throughout the audience.

Then he strode out of the crowd.

This is the entrance to the battle of Qi. It is extremely mysterious and has a strong suppression effect.

The older people come here, the more oppressive they will be. Wang Shengtian, who has lived for thousands of years, can only exert his spiritual cultivation. What is his fear?

This is a well-known thing, otherwise, he would not have come here openly, and Yan fantu and Jiuyang Supreme Master would not rest assured and did not follow.

As soon as they enter here, those who are strong will not play much combat power.

Lu Ming didn't want to be found at first, just wanted to avoid some trouble, but since he was found out, he was generous enough to stand out.

At this moment, all people's eyes are focused on Lu Ming.

"Sky cloud? Are you... Are you Lu Ming? "

White red snow widened his eyes, stunned, eyes, full of unbelievable color.

Tianyun, is it Lu Ming?

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