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Chapter 1129 Fighting Mingzi

"I'm a mi-haired donor, and donor Lu misunderstood. Someone must have blamed the young monk. The young monk is a monk with compassion and saves all living beings. How could he do such a thing? Who is slandering the young monk? Tell me, I'm going to slap him to death!"

The unscrupulous monk put his hands together, and his treasure was solemn. The previous sentence was quite normal, but the next sentence made people look at each other.

Outside the platform, the Moon-Wu Nu Bodhisattva folded his hands together, and the blue veins on his face were leaping.

Yang Potian's lips also trembled and said, "No need to say more, let me try the master's methods!"

Without much nonsense, Yang Potian transformed into the Void Halberd and fought a battle with the unscrupulous monk.

There is no doubt that the bloodline of the unscrupulous monk is also at the ninth level of the god level. He is a golden Buddha with a solemn appearance and a charitable face. He saves all sentient beings and blooms with a thousand-foot Buddha light.

Everyone was speechless. How could such a strange monk like Wuliang awaken the supreme bloodline of Buddhism?

The two fought and occupied half of the platform.

"Lu Shaoqing, let's fight you and I!"

A black light flashed, and Mingzi appeared in front of Lu Ming.

"war!"

Without further ado, Lu Ming spitted out a word and felt like fighting.

Just defeat Mingzi, and then the unscrupulous monk and Yang Potian decide the outcome, and Lu Ming will be able to enter the top three.

His goal is to enter the top three, and he must enter the top three.

In the body of Mingzi, endless black Nether Qi burst out, and inside, there were bursts of ghost crying, which was extremely cunning.

A knife appeared in his hand, a black scimitar, and evil ghosts appeared on it, as if they were about to crawl out.

Swish!

Mingzi rushed towards Lu Ming, slashed his sword, howling ghosts cried and wolves, and their yin energy was trembling.

"kill!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly, and his murderous thoughts were like a tide. The blood-red spear turned into a drop of blood again, floating above Lu Ming's head. Lu Ming used the Heavenly Defeat of the Prison and slashed out with one palm, and constantly collided with Mingzi's sword light.

Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch!

The dense collision sounded, and the two of them fought for more than a dozen moves in an instant.

"So cold, what a weird attack!"

Lu Ming felt cold all over. Not only that, even the Spirit God heard the cold.

Mingzi's attack can not only cause harm to the body, but also affect the spirit gods.

The five-color artistic conception lingers, forming a battle suit, covering the whole body, and the true energy flows continuously, blocking Mingzi's strange attack.

At the same time, both palms kept slashing out.

Every palm has terrible power.

The seven dragon powers are blessed, and the power of the third bloodline is blessed, which is extremely powerful.

However, Mingzi is indeed terrible. Even among young giants, they are all top-notch existences. The ones awakened are the ninth level of the god-level bloodline. The power of the bloodline itself blessing is also very terrifying.

The blood secret techniques, blood martial arts and the power of the bloodlines understood from the bloodline are amazing.

The power of the ninth level bloodline of the god level is even far beyond the power of the seven dragon powers.

Moreover, Mingzi's artistic conception is very terrifying, and it is also due to several types. Although there are not as many types as Lu Ming, the level is higher than Lu Ming, and its power will not be much worse than Lu Ming.

It can be said that geniuses who have reached the level of young giants are very strong in all aspects and are very comprehensive.

Lu Ming's bloodline has the highest level, which is only level seven of the god level.

However, there is endless power in the third bloodline, but Lu Ming dares not borrow too much. The more he borrows, the stronger his killing thoughts will be. Lu Ming will be influenced by endless killing thoughts. Once he cannot control himself and is dominated by killing, he will become a walking corpse and a puppet that can only kill.

Of course, as Lu Ming's cultivation level improves, the stronger his control over himself, the stronger the power he can borrow. Now, the power he can borrow has been greatly improved than when he was at the first level of the Spirit God.

In a blink of an eye, the two fought dozens of more moves.

"Nine seals of the Divine Gate!"

Lu Ming condensed the seal technique, and two divine gates appeared to suppress Xiang Mingzi.

"Gate of the Underworld!"

A dark door appeared in front of Mingzi. The door glowed and grew rapidly, blocking the sealed door.

"Death, now!"

Then, a black figure appeared above Mingzi's head. The figure was covered with a black cloak and could not see clearly. Only two red flames were jumping and burning in his eyes.

In the figure, he took out a dark sickle, and the black dark fire was jumping.

Death, the legendary Death!

This is Mingzi's bloodline, and there is no doubt that it is also the ninth level of god level.

"Twelve Dutian Battle Formation!"

Mingzi transformed into the God of Death, and a cold and unpleasant sound came out. The God of Death's body moved and turned into twelve figures and killed towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming used the seal gate again, but he could only seal two, and the other masters still rushed towards Lu Ming.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Lu Ming continued to punch the punches, constantly activate the Heavenly Master of the Prison, strengthened the power of the Heavenly Master of the Prison, and fought with the ten God of Death.

Ten consecutive punches hit ten death scythes and repelled ten death gods, but Lu Ming's face turned pale.

"What a weird attack, what a terrible power!"

Lu Ming's eyes were solemn.

The physical attack of the God of Death is not very strong, but it has a strange power that can directly penetrate the body and attack the spiritual god.

In other words, it is attacking the soul on the spirit god.

Mingzi's attack can penetrate the soul directly, erase other people's souls, and kill people invisibly.

If Lu Ming had not taken the magic refining fruit and had a large amount of magic refining pills, it would have made Lu Ming's spiritual god very concise and surpassed others, otherwise he might not have been able to withstand it just now.

Even so, Lu Ming's spiritual god was still shocked, and bursts of tearing pain came from his soul.

"kill!"

Mingzi came again. At this time, the seal gate failed. There were twelve Nether gods who were killed at Lu Ming.

Each one seems to be real.

Lu Ming controls five artistic conceptions, forms five-color battle suits on the spiritual god, and then fights with the God of Death.

It is a little better to have five-color battle suits to protect the spirit god, but the spirit god is still constantly attacked and shaken. If this continues, the spirit god will definitely suffer unimaginable trauma.

Spiritual gods are the foundation of warriors, and their energy is in the place of spirit. If they are too traumatized, they will have a great impact on their future cultivation.

"It seems that Lu Shaoqing is going to lose and is not Mingzi's opponent!"

"It is said that Mingzi's bloodline death god can directly attack people's souls and kill people invisibly. It is weird and powerful and cannot defend against it!"

"After that's it, Lu Shaoqing's bloodline is so curious that there are no chakras!"

"I have also noticed this. It's indeed strange, but there are all kinds of strange things in the world. Perhaps he has practiced some kind of secret technique to cover up the chakra!"

Everyone was talking and looking at the platform.

At this time, the battle between Lu Ming and Mingzi seemed to be tied, but those who know Mingzi know that if they continue for a long time, Lu Ming will definitely suffer a loss and will lose.

On the other hand, the battle between Wuliang Monk and Yang Potian was already the best.

"I must win this battle! No matter what the price is paid!"

Lu Ming's eyes were extremely firm.

He cannot defeat this game. He wants to take advantage of this opportunity to take Xie Nianqing away, and he must win.
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