"Boy, you're playing with fire now."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the bone demon sighed.

"Senior, what can I do to give me the strength to compete with Tianhong?"

Lu Ming asked.

This time, Lu Ming did not expect that the Holy Son of Tianhong would come so soon.

However, with Lu Ming's personality, even if he knows, he will still deal with Liu Feiyun.

It’s not Lu Ming’s personality to swallow his anger.

"That kid is very strong. With your current strength, if you want to have the strength to fight against the Son of Tianhong in a short time, there is only one way, that is, to completely burn the heart of the ancient god. In that case, you will gain powerful power in a short time."

"But the consequence is that your heart of the ancient god may completely disappear, and the price is extremely high!"

The bone demon sighed.

"Chaos the heart of the ancient god? Will it disappear completely?"

Lu Ming also frowned.

It is a great opportunity to be able to condense the hearts of ancient gods. Such opportunities are hard to come by, and they are lost but gone.

Lu Ming really couldn't bear to let it go. With the heart of the ancient god, his divine body could grow bigger all the time. In the long run, the benefits were amazing.

However, if there is no way, then you can only fight.

"Lu Ming, first of all, kneel down for me!"

The Saint Son of Tianhong was descending from a high place, his breath was like the sea, constantly pressing down towards Lu Ming. At the same time, he stretched out a palm and pressed it down.

A huge palm, like an ancient sacred mountain, pressed towards Lu Ming. Before his palm could reach it, the terrible pressure, Lu Ming's body creaked and creaked.

It is impossible to fight, it is completely impossible to fight, and the gap between the two sides is too big.

Whether it was Lu Ming or Qiuqiu, they all seemed very weak in front of Tianhong Shengzi.

"It seems that we can only burn the heart of the ancient god."

Lu Ming showed a resolute look.

Although the heart of the ancient god is precious, it is nothing compared to life.

"bring it on!"

Lu Ming was fierce and was about to explode completely, burning the heart of the ancient god.

At this moment, a soft shout sounded: "Tianhong, your dignified saint son of the Heavenly God Realm actually took action against a person of the third level of the True God. You are so shameless. If you want to fight, I will be your opponent!"

Before the sound could be dropped, a sword light had already flown from afar, like a flying immortal from the sky.

boom!

The sword light slashed on the palm print of Tianhong Shengshen, and a violent roar erupted. The palm print vibrated and was divided into two by the sword light.

Swish!

Randomly, a figure appeared in the distant sky.

Ouyang Qingxiang!

At the critical moment, Ouyang Qingxiang took action and cut off the palm print of Tianhong Shengshen with one sword.

It’s not that Ouyang Qingxiang is much stronger than the Sage Son of Tianhong, but the move just now, the Son of Tianhong did not take all his strength. In order to save Lu Ming, Ouyang Qingxiang used more power to cut off the Son of Tianhong’s palm seal in one move.

Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, Ouyang Qingxiang arrived, it seemed that he did not need to burn the heart of the ancient god.

After all, the heart of the ancient god is too precious. Lu Ming is reluctant to waste it unless he has to.

"Ouyang Qingxiang, do you want to meddle in other people's business?"

Shengzi Tianhong's face turned cold and he stared at Ouyang Qingxiang coldly.

"What does it mean to meddle in other people's business? Lu Ming and I are friends. If you want to deal with him, you are dealing with me."

Ouyang Qingxiang said.

"Hmph, do you think you can stop me?"

The Saint Son of Tianhong snorted coldly, and his golden divine power was emitted from his body, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

"You'll know if you try it. Although you became a sage son earlier than me, you may not be able to defeat me."

Ouyang said in a cold voice, and an extremely powerful sword energy burst out from his body, breaking through the sky.

"The Saint of Fragrance and the Saint of Tianhong are going to do it."

"The existence of the Holy Son and Saint-Maiden level has not taken a showdown for a long time. I look forward to it. I don't know which one of them is stronger and who is weak?"

"I don't know. Although the Saint of Qingxiang became a Saint later, his talent is amazing and he may not be weaker than the Saint of Tianhong."

"I didn't expect that Lu Ming was actually friends with the Saint of Fragrance. Speaking of which, Lu Ming was also terrifying. If he grew up, he would probably surpass other saints. Only the Supreme Son could fight."

"Yes, I don't know how today will solve it."

In this area, more and more people gather.

Even some inner sect elders appeared and watched from a distance.

"Dragon's Handprint!"

Suddenly, the Saint Son of Tianhong let out a long roar, and his divine power burst out. He formed seals with his hands in succession. With a wave, a huge dragon claw formed, which was extremely huge, and he grabbed Ouyang Qingxiang.

"Green Lotus Sword Song!"

Ouyang Qingxiang whispered, and his sword rushed towards the night. He waved his sword and a blue sword light surged, slashing towards the huge dragon claws.

boom!

The terrible collision erupted, causing a thousand waves, as if the entire inner door area was vibrated violently.

"Go up and fight!"

Ouyang Qingxiang's voice sounded, and her body turned into a blue sword light, soaring into the sky and rushing into the sky.

roar!

A sound of a dragon roar came from the body of the Saint Tianhong. His body shape changed a lot in an instant.

The body of the Holy Son of Tianhong became burly and tall, with muscles bulging, and his body size was twice as big as before.

A layer of golden scales appeared on the surface of his skin, shining brightly in the sun.

It was dragon scales, and what was even more amazing was that the Holy Son of Tianhong had a tail and a dragon tail.

"Dragon Man!"

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and recognized the race of the Holy Son of Tianhong.

The Son of Tianhong is the Dragon Man race. Lu Ming once saw this race. In the Huangquan Mountains and the Yellow Springs World, there is a country composed of the Dragon Man race.

"Dragon's Handprint!"

The Saint Son of Tianhong showed his true body and had stronger combat power. He kept using the Great Seal of the Dragon. In the sky, nine golden dragon claws formed in succession and grabbed Ouyang Qingxiang.

"The song of the Qinglian Sword, the sword sweeps the world!"

Ouyang Qingxiang turned her body, and blue sword energy burst out, slashing towards the golden dragon claws.

In the sky, there was a boiling moment, and the fierce battle between the two was extremely amazing.

Lu Ming's face was solemn. With his current strength, he was indeed far behind the Shengzi of Tianhong and Ouyang Qingxiang.

"It's just the fourth level of the God of Heaven. Lu Ming, don't belittle yourself. With your talent, you can catch up with them in no time."

The Bone Demon's voice sounded, as if he could see through Lu Ming's thoughts.

"Is the fourth level of the god?"

Lu Ming nodded, wondering how well the other holy sons and saints of Kongxuan Sect were.

Swish! Swish!

At this time, two figures flew over from a distance, including Yue Linglong and Wu Zifeng.

"Lu Ming, are you okay?"

Yue Linglong asked.

"It's okay, did you inform the Saint of Fragrance? Thank you!"

Lu Ming smiled.

When Lu Ming moved his heart, he knew that Ouyang Qingxiang must have been informed by Yue Linglong and the others before coming.

"It's fine!"

Yue Linglong and Wu Zifeng nodded and looked up to watch the battle in the sky.
Chapter completed!