Chapter 4579 (1/2)

Lu Ming strong shot, a few guns burst out, gorgeous, of course, the power is also amazing.

The three Tianren, including the existence of the God Yizhong, were vulnerable to Lu Ming's attack. However they resisted, it was a result that they were pierced by spears, and their bodies, souls and elixir fields were torn by destructive forces and fell on the spot.

Kaka...

the village head and others are all staring at each other, and their mouths are wide open. It seems that something is stuck in the throat. If you want to speak, you can't say it, but you can only make a ”click” sound.

They were so shocked, they were so shocked that they broke the cognition.

In their eyes, the invincible God in front of Lu Ming was so vulnerable that he was killed with one move.

Who is Lu Ming?

At the moment, even if they are stupid, they know that Lu Ming is abnormal.

Haizong's transformation is still going on, Lu Ming continues to wait.

And the people in this village dare not move any more.

At the moment, Lu Ming is more terrible than the devil in their eyes.

They are afraid that they will arouse Lu Ming's anger.

Lu Ming plans to wait another day at most. One day later, before Haizong has completed his transformation, he will take Haizong into honghuangjie and take it away.

Because the time is too long, I'm afraid it will lead the Lord to heaven.

The reason why I don't take Haizong's storage ring away now is because I'm afraid that the change of Haizong will be disturbed when the ring is collected.

Fortunately, Lu Ming didn't wait that long.

Only a few hours later, Haizong completed the transformation, and the energy of that red stone had been absorbed by Haizong.

At the moment, the cultivation of Haizong has reached the peak of virtual spirit state.

Of course, the promotion of cultivation is not the most important and has not attracted Lu Ming's attention.

What really attracts Lu Ming's attention is the kind of breath emanating from Haizong.

Lu Ming is facing that kind of breath, as if the inferior is facing the superior, and the beggar is facing the emperor.

Click! Click! ...

the bones of Haizong's whole body are creaking, muscles wriggle and Qi and blood boil.

The exuberant breath, even turned into substance, finally, formed a huge figure in the air.

”This is...”

seeing this figure, Lu Ming's pupil suddenly shrinks.

This figure is extraordinary.

It is the figure of a human race. He wears a crown, wears a royal robe, and holds a sword. His eyes are like stars, and he exudes great prestige.

Facing this pressure, Lu Ming seems to have an impulse to kneel down.

However, Lu Ming is very human. With a slight frown on her brow, she dispels the urge to kneel.

However, the rest of the village did not have the ability of Lu Ming. They trembled and fell on their knees with deep fear in their eyes.

In the face of this pressure, they fear instinctively.

For example, the ordinary dragon, in the face of the nine claw dragon, can't help it. This is the inborn suppression of blood equivalent.

This kind of pressure, this kind of blood, seems to be the king of people.

After a while, Haizong's Qi and blood converged, and the figure disappeared.

That kind of frightening pressure, too, disappeared.

Haizong opened his eyes.