Chapter 855 (1/2)

”Lu Ming, let's go. Let's get out of here and find a place for you to heal yourself!”

Yan fantu Road, Zhen Yuan a volume of Lu Ming, and then tear the space, two people's body disappeared here.

One day later, they had completely left the territory of the emperor's heavenly god palace and entered the territory of the Fu puppet clan.

Today, the territory occupied by Fu puppet sect is much smaller than that of emperor Tianshen palace, but there are still more than 30 large areas, which are very broad.

Between the vast mountains, there is a small lake dotted in it, such as a bright pearl.

Lu Ming sits on the edge of the lake with his knees crossed. He runs the battle dragon formula and begins to heal.

A few miles away on a peak, Yan fanatics sit cross knee, also in healing.

At the beginning of the war with emperor Yiwu emperor, Yan fantu was also injured.

...

Jiulong city is not peaceful. Although the war is over, the storm caused by the war is spreading more and more widely. Countless people are talking about this matter. Lu Ming, Yan fantu and Jiuyang's supreme name are discussed by countless people.

Each of the nine dragon heads is guarded by a dragon tripod.

After the war, the nine sacred tripods returned to their original places, like the ancient sacred mountain, which remained unchanged forever.

Countless people went to the location of nine dragon veins and dragon heads, and even countless people came forward, hoping to learn from Lu Ming and pull up the tripod.

Unfortunately, they are doomed to be disappointed. Are they able to move the sacred cauldron that the powerful can't move?

”Why? Why can Lu Ming pull up the tripod and even summon the nine cauldrons, while others can't? What's the secret about him

”Maybe he was recognized by Jiulong Shending?”

”Recognition? It has to be conditional. ”

”It's said that it's related to Lu Ming's blood. It's said that Emperor Wu's majesty did it for this blood. Now that Lu Ming is not dead, do you think he will come back and call Jiuding one day?”

”Hush, keep it down. It's not killing you!”

Countless people are talking, but when it comes to sensitive topics, they are all careful.

As the wind blows and the rain blows, the tripod does not move, as if waiting for his master.

...

time flies, and half a month has passed.

By the small lake, Lu Ming's body is full of light. Inside, there is a sound like a tsunami. After half a sound, the voice hides, and Lu Ming opens his eyes.

”The wound has healed. Unfortunately, Jiulong blood burst its golden chakra, and now it returns to level 9 of King level. However, it doesn't matter. As long as there is enough blood essence, it will be promoted to the level of God soon.”

Lu Ming thinks to herself.

”Strength, strength, my strength, is still too weak, with those strong, too much difference!”

Lu Ming's fists are held together.

After this war, Lu Ming clearly saw the gap between himself and the top power of Donghuang. In front of the emperor and the emperor, he was like a mole ant.

There are also the supreme, the spirit of the strong state, one by one terror, more powerful than he.

His strength, too weak, weak, everything is passive.

Strength, everything is because of strength, he must improve the strength faster.

”Qingzhou, I will not take you to Zhongyuan one day.”

In Lu Ming's eyes, there is a persistent color.

This time, he understood that he was impulsive, but who was not impulsive when he was young? What's more, in the face of the person he loves, how can he be indifferent to seeing her go to a place she doesn't want to go and suffer?

The key is that his strength is not enough. If he is strong enough, he can break through all obstacles. Who can stop him?

For the second time in his life, Lu Ming is so eager for strength.