Chapter 3571

More than a few hundred dragons kill Lu Ming and Manning, and they are still under the terrible dragon power, just like two little ants, as if they are about to be torn apart in an instant.

Roar!

At this time, a more majestic dragon song sounded.

Lu Ming inspires all the primitive divine blood. His body swells up and turns into a huge primitive dragon.

As a primitive dragon, the surrounding dragon power has no influence on him at all.

And his body, emitting a more ancient, more pure dragon power.

Under the pressure of this dragon power, the Dragon Seal condensed from the Dragon Seal seems to have been greatly suppressed and its strength has declined.

Lu Minglong's claws stepped down, and seven or eight dragons burst in an instant.

Then the Dragon surrounded him, more than a dozen of them were blasted by him.

"This... This..." man Ning was shocked. Unexpectedly, Lu Ming was transformed into a primitive dragon.

"That's a primitive dragon. Is he a dragon?"

"No, he's a human race. That's the primitive God body. This boy has cultivated the primitive God body to the original God blood level."

A lot of wingers roar.

"He can transform the God into a primitive dragon. If he takes him into the mother star of the dragon clan, will he be able to seize more opportunities ahead of others?"

"Maybe, can it really make a difference?"

Many people are proud of themselves and their eyes begin to brighten, especially some evil characters.

In its heyday, there were many different kinds of longzu. Although it was destroyed behind, it must have left a lot of relics.

These relics are not dangerous, but if you take them with you, they will definitely be of great help.

A lot of people are proud of themselves.

Roar...

at the moment, Lu Ming kills and kills all the dragons, whether they are six claws, seven claws, or even nine claws. All of these are not real dragons, but formed by the formation. All of them are not Lu Ming's opponents and are killed by Lu Ming.

In a flash, there are not many left.

"Boy, get out of here. You don't have to go on exploring!"

At this time, Tianjiao of the winged people was drinking.

"Ha ha!"

Lu Ming responded indifferently, tearing up the last nine clawed dragon. He was suspended there with no intention of retreating.

"Boy, do you hear me when I talk to you? Step back, we don't need you to explore the way!"

And the winged Terrans roar.

"Fools... A group of birdmen..."

Lu Ming spoke coldly.

"What do you say?"

"How dare you..."

some winged people roared with pride.

Lu Ming dares to say that to them. They are wing Terrans, but they rank 130 on the Honghuang wanzu list. They are the top race and have high status.

Lu Ming, how dare you talk to them in such a disdainful tone!

This time, Lu Ming ignores them directly and looks at the bottom of the funnel.

It seems that if he takes another step, he will be able to enter the Dragon Mother star, but for some reason, Lu Ming still feels a sense of crisis.

There's danger. It's not that simple.

But Lu Ming decided to make a breakthrough.

It's impossible to quit.

Here, he turned into a primitive dragon, there are still advantages, but withdraw to face the emperor, he can not resist.

Lu Ming ignores the winged Terran and slowly approaches the lower part.

This attitude makes the wingers furious.

"Looking for death!"

"Go get this guy!"

Suddenly, there are dozens of winged Terran Tianjiao, burst out, toward Lu Ming.

The Dragon just now was torn apart by Lu Ming, so for a while, no new dragon came out. Tianjiao, the winged Terran, soon approached Lu Ming.

But the dragon power is still there.

In the area near Lu Ming, these winged Terran Tianjiao was crushed by the dragon power, and their strength was in a sharp decline.

"Kill!"

Lu Ming drinks and suddenly turns back to kill these winged Terrans. Nine dragon claws are tearing down.

"Ah, do you dare..."

a winged Terran roars, and is directly torn by the Dragon claws and falls on the spot.

Then, the other dragon claws also tore down, one by one wing Terran Tianjiao screamed, the body constantly burst.

In a few seconds, dozens of winged Terrans Tianjiao were killed by Lu Ming, and none of them remained. Lu Ming took away the storage ring.

Although these winged Terrans Tianjiao are very powerful, they are far from Lu Ming's opponents if they are suppressed by the dragon power of ten thousand dragon seals. They are easily killed by Lu Ming.

"You are... Bold!"

The rest of the winged people were confused, and then some people roared, angry, and killed the whole body.How dare someone kill Tianjiao of their winged Terran? Is this for death?

Even if the race is stronger than them, they dare not kill the pride of their wingers easily, because behind them stands the angel clan among the top ten races.

If you offend them, you may offend the angel clan. Any race should be weighed.

But Lu Ming, a heavy rubbish of a God King, actually dares to kill Tianjiao of their winged Terran, and dozens of them are killed.

"A group of miscellaneous birds, I kill one, dare to come?"

Lu Ming opened his mouth coldly with disdain on his face.

These people wing Terran, strong and domineering, let him speak, he has moved to kill the heart.

Whatever your identity, kill it.

Moreover, he came from the far away Taixu holy pilgrimage. No one knows his background. Now he is alone and has nothing to do with anything?

Whether you are a winger or an angel, if you offend him, you can kill him.

"You..."

many of the winged Terrans look ugly, but for a while, no one dares to step forward.

Those dozens of people were killed instantly.

"A group of birds, don't you dare!"

Lu Ming sneers. In any case, killing dozens of people is also killing them. Lu Ming also wants to stimulate Tianjiao, a member of the wing clan, to kill more people.

Sure enough, these arrogant wing people Tianjiao can't stand it, roaring into the sky, killing the opportunity into a raging fire, will be burning.

"I'll kill him. Who's with me?"

A winged Terran comes out with pride.

The man's feathers are golden yellow, as cast in gold, full of dignity.

"It's Yubo!"

A lot of wingers have eyes.

Among them, although the three wings of the magpie are known as the gods of the same level, they are no longer famous.

Within the wing Terran, one hand can count those who can compete with Yubo in World War I at the same level.

"OK, I'll be with Yubo!"

"Me too!"

There are more than a dozen winged Terrans stepping out.

They understand that the weak point in that area, there is dragon power suppression, and Lu Ming into a primitive dragon, will not be suppressed, they go in, will be strong suppression.

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