Chapter 1239 (1/2)

”I chose the magic yuan pill. I didn't expect that just after I got it, my blood came out directly. I swallowed the magic yuan pill, and I had to start refining. I didn't expect that this practice would be seven days!”

Xie Nianqing explained.

Lu Ming nods. No wonder Xie Nianqing spent seven days in the palace.

”Xiaoqing, your accomplishments...”

Lu Ming looked at Xie Nianqing carefully, and felt that Xie Nianqing's true yuan fluctuated and was incomparably powerful.

”I refined the magic yuan pill, and my accomplishments have gone from the six levels of the spirit to the seven levels of the spirit.”

Xie Nianqing said.

”Spirit seven!”

Lu Ming's eyes brightened.

The spirit of seven, in this time all the arrogance, is the existence of the peak.

Thanks to Xie Nianqing's ability to break through the seven levels of spirit and God, Xie Nianqing's own combat power has made her self-protection.

Lu Ming was naturally overjoyed.

Half a month from now, less than a day later, Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing turn around everywhere. If they can meet someone else, Lu Ming doesn't mind killing them and seizing the key.

But after flying for a while, I didn't meet anyone.

Many of them have been hiding for a long time. It's hard to find them.

Time flies by.

Hum!

Suddenly, the space trembles. Lu Ming feels that the space around him is tight, so he disappears from here. The next moment, he appears on the top of 36 Tiangang peaks in Shenxu ancient city.

Xie Nianqing also appeared beside him.

Around, countless people watched.

”Come out, the first round is over!”

Someone called softly.

In the sky above the thirty-six Tiangang peaks, people kept flashing out, and soon more than 500 people appeared in the air.

But after that, no one showed up.

There are only five hundred people left!

Many people's hearts tremble, needless to say, the rest of them must stay in it forever.

Nearly 1000 people, only 500 people came out, the mortality rate is nearly half, such a mortality rate is too high.

It's frightening.

”Leiniu, you actually broke an arm, who has this strength?”

A voice rang out.

Lu Mingxun went to fame and saw a young man with a nostril cuff. One of his arms was missing and his face was extremely gloomy.

Many of Tianjiao, including some of the four emperors, also looked at leiniu.

”Leiniu is one of the three strongest in the West god palace. It was actually broken by someone. Who is it? Have such strength? ”

”Is it the strongest of the other three temples? Or the second place in the mainland? ”

”It's really powerful. Leiniu's fighting power is amazing. I once saw that he easily killed the three spirits, and even could compete with the supreme one. He was actually cut off by someone!”

All around, there was a lot of discussion, and they were very surprised.

This makes leiniu's face more gloomy. His eyes scan, and finally falls on Lu Ming. In his eyes, senleng's killing opportunity flashed in his eyes. Then he snorted coldly and walked away towards the West god palace.

The others forgot each other and flew in four directions.

Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing come to the South Temple.

Xuanyi's middle-aged eyes swept over them, and their faces were gloomy.

Nanshengong's Tianjiao here is less than half.

The loss is too great. You know, as long as these Tianjiao don't die, they will be emperors in the future, and they are not ordinary emperors.

”A lot of people died!”

Lu Ming is also observing in the dark.

In almost every continent, people died in the war.

In the land of God's famine, Lu Ming sees longchen, Xie Nianjun, Yang chuantian, an unscrupulous monk, a Bodhisattva without a moon, and Mingzi.