The 2780th Chapters Devil Curse

"Three strikes to destroy the world, break the sky!"

Lu Ming directly doubled his combat power, and used the first style of three strikes to destroy the world, breaking the air.

A spear shot up into the sky, extremely bright.

bump! bump! bump! ...

The thousands of sword waves that Huang Wen cut out broke one after another.

In the end, Gunman rushed past and staggered with Huang Wen.

The next moment, all energy fluctuations disappeared, and the spear in Lu Ming's hand disappeared without a trace. Lu Ming landed on the battlefield with a blank face.

On the other hand, Huang Wen's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.

A blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, and the front and back were translucent.

The look in his eyes disappeared quickly, and the breath of life on his body was also quickly disappearing.

thump!

Huang Wen fell on the battlefield, and he no longer had the slightest breath of life.

Huang Wen, dead!

At the scene, most of the people looked sluggish.

Huang Wen was actually killed by Lu Ming, which was beyond most people's expectations.

It is too exaggerated to actually kill the Tianjiao of the eighth level of the true god.

"Evil, it turns out that this Lu Ming is a monster!"

"It's too perverted, no wonder the sect master named him the holy son. It turns out that his combat power is so terrifying!"

Many people muttered to themselves, and finally knew why Longzhoushan wanted to canonize Lu Ming as the Holy Son.

Lu Ming, pervert, there is no doubt that the divine power under his control is definitely above the divine power, otherwise it would be impossible to be so strong, waiting for him to become a god and a saint is not a sure thing.

"Damn!"

Floating Light Saint Son's eyes were cold, Huang Wen fell, and he lost a general.

"Big brother..."

In the crowd, Huang Wu let out a shrill scream, his face was as pale as snow, and his face was terrified.

He is in the outer gate area of ​​Kongxuan Sect, and if there is wind and rain, it depends entirely on his elder brother Huang Wen. Now that Huang Wen is dead, who can he rely on in the future?

He knew that he would be sad in the days to come.

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Long Zhoushan ordered, and immediately, someone went down and took away Huang Wen's body.

"You guys, who is going to fight!"

Lu Ming's eyes turned to the people from the seven major factions.

"Magic shadow, you go and kill him!"

Son of Tianhong instructed a young man behind him.

"This kid can't live!"

A young man in black robe behind Tianhong God Son stepped down and landed on the battle platform.

"It's him, Shadow!"

"Saint Son Tianhong directly sent this person to take action, it seems that he is determined to win!"

Many people were slightly surprised.

In the previous sect competition, the magic shadow exhibition showed amazing strength, although he is not as good as the top masters on the eight true gods list, but it is not too far behind.

The magic shadow's cultivation is the ninth level of the true god.

"Boy, your strength is indeed strong. The true god triple layer can kill Huang Wen, which really surprised me, but your life will end here!"

The ghost spoke coldly.

"Huang Wen said that before, and then he died!"

Lu Ming simply replied, causing Mo Ying's complexion to sank.

"Don't compare me to that trash, kill!"

Mo Ying shouted and killed Lu Ming, but when his figure was halfway through, he suddenly disappeared.

"Speed ​​magic? No, it's a secret technique!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved, and a long spear appeared in his hand, sweeping all directions.

The spear light rolled over, and no trace of the ghost was found.

call out!

Suddenly, behind Lu Ming, there was a sharp whistling sound, and the ghost attacked him.

The other party, unknowingly, had already arrived behind Lu Ming.

"Get out of here!"

Lu Ming let out a low voice, his divine power surged like a wave, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of spear beams pierced out in all directions.

when!

In one of the directions, an explosion sounded, and a figure was knocked out.

"Hey, it's useless, die for me!"

The figure of the ghost was constantly flickering, and in an instant, hundreds of figures appeared on the battlefield, revolving around Lu Ming.

From time to time, a figure rushed towards Lu Ming, but they were all repelled by Lu Ming.

"You don't seem to be able to beat me."

Lu Ming sneered.

"yes?"

Suddenly, hundreds of figures stopped at the same time and gathered into one.

"My arrangement has been completed, Lu Ming, go to hell, the devil curse!"

The magic shadow drank coldly, a strong black energy permeated his body, and his hands kept pinching the seal, the next moment, Lu Ming's body suddenly burst out with a force.

This power is extremely evil. I don't know when it rushed into Lu Ming's body. At this time, it erupted, forming dark and hideous ghosts, roaring in Lu Ming's body, wanting to devour Lu Ming's flesh and blood.

"The devil was planted by the ghost, this kid is dead!"

Tianhong Shengzi sneered.

Holy Son Fuguang, Holy Son Zhixia and the others all watched indifferently.

"Lu Ming!"

Yue Linglong and Wu Zifeng couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, go to hell!"

The ghost laughed wildly.

As long as he has planted the devil's ghost curse, in the real god realm, almost no one can crack it, even those powerhouses in the real god list, once they are planted, they will be miserable.

"Is it planted by collision at that time?"

Lu Ming whispered.

Before, the other party collided continuously. Every time they collided, Lu Ming felt a weak force rushing into his body.

Since that power was not strong, Lu Ming didn't care too much.

Now that I think about it, it's some kind of magic spell.

This kind of demon and ghost spell is a little similar to the dragon blood spell laid down by Longzhou Mountain, but its power is 108,000 miles away.

"dominate!"

With a move in Lu Ming's heart, the dominant divine power exploded with all his strength, shrouding the demons and ghosts.

chi chi...

Shrouded by the divine power of the master, those ghosts, like ice cubes encountering flames, immediately made a chirp sound, and quickly melted and dissipated.

"You... how could you? How could you crack my devilish spell?"

The ghost suddenly screamed in disbelief.

"The trick of carving insects is also used to shame people!"

Lu Ming spoke indifferently, his body swayed, and he performed the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Technique, killing the ghost.

"Even if you break my magic spell, you can't kill me."

The ghost roared, his eyes were full of ferocious colors, turning into figures one after another, covering the battlefield.

"yes?"

Lu Ming's figure suddenly landed on the battle platform, and an extremely cold divine force spread out from the soles of his feet. In an instant, it covered the entire battle platform, freezing the battle platform.

On the battlefield, in an instant, it turned into a frozen world.

The figure of the phantom suddenly stiffened, and the soles of his feet were blocked by ice, and hundreds of figures on the battlefield disappeared.

"This is... Extreme Cold Divine Power, how did this kid cultivate to reach Extreme Cold Divine Power? Could it be that he has reached the peak of Cold Divine Art?"

"But he has only started for decades!"

Many inner door elders were shocked.

The divine power that Lu Ming used before was not the most cold divine power.

Could it be that Lu Ming is cultivating some kind of secret technique that conceals the attribute aura of divine power.

But even so, how could Lu Ming have cultivated the ultimate cold power in just a few decades?