Chapter 1648 (1/2)

Tianjiao is the only one who can enter the battlefield of the hundred ethnic groups to experience. Generally, it is Tianjiao who has cultivated into the first-class spirit body. Once all of them die here, the loss of Phoenix Palace will be too heavy.

She is the saint of Phoenix Palace. She must be saved.

”I'll come with you.”

Lu Ming smiles.

”Are you with me?”

Huang Ling was stunned.

”Many people, many helpers, why? Is it very touching? ”

Lu Ming's smiling way.

Thank you very much

Huang Ling held her fist solemnly.

”Well, let's set out in front of Mengshan. This is not an experience, but this time, our opponent has changed to a saint.”

Lu Minghao smiles, then Zhenyuan bursts out and kills the native half saint. Then Lu Ming, Huang Ling and Huang Xuan head for Meng Mountain.

Huang Ling has been in the Baizu battlefield for a long time. Naturally, she knows where the Meng Mountain is.

Meng Mountain is the place where all the nationalities meet in the battle field.

Every once in a while, all ethnic groups in the Baizu battlefield will join forces in Mengshan to discuss matters.

After a long distance of three days.

Boom! Boom!

All of a sudden, a fierce roar came from the front, the sky roared with thunder.

Roar!

Then a roar came out, and then a sword broke through the sky and went straight into the sky.

There, a terrible war is going on.

”Let's go and have a look!”

Lu Mingdao.

The three of them gathered their breath and flew high into the air.

The wave ahead is very amazing. There are two sacred powers in the sky.

”It's him, ye Dongfang!”

Soon after, Lu Ming saw the man of the war.

One of them is wild thunder leaf East.

In addition, there are two strong men who besiege Ye Dongfang. One is a giant lizard like beast covered with bone spines. It is the fierce beast that fought with Lu Ming outside the tomb of the reincarnation emperor.

The other is a strong man and a saint.

The existence of Mingsheng Xiaocheng.

As a matter of fact, it is very difficult to break through the Holy Land in the Baizu battlefield. Therefore, most of the holy places in the Baizu battlefield are the achievements of the Ming saints.

”You can't go away. Today, you must die!”

The lizard roared, claws like a mountain, toward the east of the leaf.

And the human saint, the sword light in his hand, was so terrible that he kept killing Ye Dongfang.

Although Ye Dongfang is strong, he is alone, fighting against the two holy places, and he is not an opponent. At the moment, he is very embarrassed, dishevelled and bloody, and his breath is a little weak.

He roared like a god of thunder. The power of the terrible thunder was filled with, and the law of thunder burst out. He fought against the two strongmen of holy land.

Sometimes, when a big mountain is swept by a thick thunder, the mountain will break into pieces.

But the strongmen of the holy land are equally terrifying. The holy power is incomparable. With one blow, the power of the law of thunder can be destroyed.

”Save the East!”

Lu Ming opens his mouth.

”Good!”

Huang Ling nodded.

Ye Dongfang's behavior is fairly good, and they are still too weak to go to Mengshan. If ye Dongfang is pulled up, their strength will be stronger.