Chapter 959 (1/2)

On top of everyone's head, a number appears, representing the number of battlefields to enter.

On top of Lu Ming's head, the word ”eight” appears, which means that Lu Ming wants to enter the No.8 battlefield.

Lu Ming glanced at them and found that there were some disciples of the Fu puppet sect. They also appeared in the eight characters.

Bai chixue is No. 8.

And fat man, it's number two, Ruan Tingting, it's number three, unreal, on number four.

”Ha ha, Lu Ming, you're on the 8th, and that chick!”

Suddenly, an excited laugh came.

Lu Mingxun's reputation goes to find that it is Luo Tian who laughs.

On top of his head, there's No. 8.

He looked at Lu Ming and Bai chixue.

In addition, there are many assigned to the eighth Tianjiao, also one by one looking at Lu Ming, looking at Bai chixue.

”I depend on it. Luotian's luck is against the weather. He and Lu Ming, as well as the little girl, are assigned to the same battlefield. These two people are obviously fat and good luck!”

”Yes, Luotian is very lucky. The key is that there are no experts in the No.8 battlefield. You see, the emperor and God are not in the eighth battlefield.”

”No.8 battlefield, just a Tianjiao of TIANYAO Valley, can compete with Luotian, other experts are not too strong, Luotian's luck is too good, envy ah!”

All around, one by one Tianjiao showed the expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Lu Ming sneered and glanced at him. He found that the emperor and God assigned No. 1, Ao Tu No. 7, Blood Sword No. 1 and No. 3, Wang Huotian, No. 2...

some of the better than Luotian were not in the No. 8 battlefield.

At the moment, Luo Tian was so excited that he could almost roar up to the sky.

Luck. He's lucky.

Not only was Lu Ming assigned to a battlefield, but those stronger Tianjiao were not assigned to No. 8 battlefield. This luck is against the weather.

He looks at Lu Ming's eyes, full of cold murders and blazing greed.

As excited as Luotian, there is also a Tianjiao of TIANYAO Valley, who is also the peerless Tianjiao of TIANYAO valley. His reputation is not weaker than Luotian, but also an extremely terrible existence.

as like as two peas, he is in a state of excitement.

But the emperor, the Blood Sword and others, one by one cold hum, showing a pity color, actually missed Lu Ming.

In their opinion, Lu Ming's luck is doomed to be taken away.

Du songjue and others have a dignified face.

”Lu Ming, chixue, wait for an hour for the competition. You try to delay the time. If the situation is not good, immediately admit defeat, OK? You two are going to be targeted

Du songjue warned seriously.

”Master Du, don't worry. I know what to do, but Bai...”

Lu Ming smiles and looks at Bai chixue.

But see white red snow stare big eyes, a moment not instantaneous stare at him.

”White... That, chixue, as soon as you enter the battlefield, you will find a place to engrave the array defense with all your strength. I will go to you. If you are defeated, admit defeat as soon as possible!”

Lu Mingdao.

”You will come to me, won't you?”

Bai chixue stares at Lu Ming and asks.

”That... Yes!”

Lu Ming touched her nose in silence.

”Hee hee, then I will insist that you come to me!”

Bai chixue smiles happily.

Lu Ming is even more speechless. Around him, Yan fanatics, Du songjue and others show a ”why it is” expression and an inexplicable smile.

”Rukong, you are separated from the emperor and God in the same battlefield. If you encounter the emperor, you will admit defeat at the first time, do you know?”

Du song Jue looked at the empty, charged.