Chapter 925 (1/2)

Shua!

The little demon Jun moved and ran after the disciple of the Fu puppet school. He grabbed it with one claw, defeated all the attacks of the disciple, and held him high by the throat.

”Lu Ming, I tell you, don't let me meet him, otherwise, I will let him die without a burial place!”

The little demon Jun's face was ferocious. He hated Lu Ming.

”You'd better let him go, or, I promise, it's you who will die without a burial place!”

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, a lane, Lu Ming came out.

”Lu... Lu mingzongzi!”

Fu Zong's puppet disciples are happy.

”Lu... Ming!”

Little devil gentleman word by word, cold spit out two words, voice cold incomparable.

He was a little surprised, but just mentioned Lu Ming, he met him.

Lu Ming's eyes swept and saw the slain disciple of the Fu puppet sect. A trace of gloom appeared in his eyes.

”Lu Ming, don't you want to save people? How can I help you? Hey, hey

The little demon Jun sneered, and his paw suddenly gave out his strength. With a click, he crushed the Fu puppet sect disciple to death.

Boom!

Lu Ming's body, burst out of a violent breath, cold murders, burst out, toward the small demon Jun shrouded away.

”Luoli, today, you must die!”

Lu Ming's eyes are very cold, looking at the little devil is like looking at a dead man.

”Lu Ming, don't think you can kill me. Last time, I didn't use all my strength. It's still unknown who will win the game.”

The little devil king also burst out a strong breath, a black magic gas, rushed to the sky.

Touch! Touch!

Lu Ming strides forward, and the five dragon forces in his body erupt at the same time, and his body surface is covered with a thick layer of scales.

”Kill!”

Killing words spit out, just like running thunder. Lu Ming splits out with one hand, and the space vibrates.

”Nine death magic sword!”

A dark sword appeared in the hand of the little devil. The sharp light of the sword broke out.

Boom!

A huge roar, the little demon Jun body big shock, staggering back.

”His power, why so terrible?”

The little demon Jun's face showed a trace of horror.

The last time he fought with Lu Ming, Lu Ming did not break out five dragon forces.

”Die!”

Lu Ming strides forward with explosive force. His palm is like the Archean mountain. It contains infinite power and splits down towards the little demon king.

”I don't believe it!”

The little devil roared and put his hand on his chest. Suddenly, he let out a low growl. Then he saw that the body of the little devil began to swell. From his arms and shoulders, there were some ferocious spines.

His breath, too, soared.

”Lu Ming, die!”

Roar towards the devil, roar towards the devil, such as the stinger, whistling towards the devil.

Touch! Touch!

The real yuan roars in his body, and four kinds of artistic conception surround him. Lu Ming uses his palm to run zhenjutian Gong, and constantly bombards the little demon king.

Two people, like a demon and a demon, bombard each other in a very direct way.

This area is shaking violently.

The surrounding palaces were heard.

”There's a war going on. Let's go and have a look.”

A burly young man was exploring a palace when he heard something and rushed towards the source of the sound.

There are also other people who hear the news, but dare not rush, because the news is too amazing, the more than their strength.

In a twinkling of an eye, Lu Ming and the little demon Jun fought dozens of moves.