Chapter Four Hundred and Fiftieth Anger

In the following time, while searching for artistic conception, Lu Ming comprehended the third level of the Dragon God's Three Absolutes.

Although in Baishenpo, you can't use True Qi, and you can't use the Dragon God's Three Skills, but it doesn't hinder your comprehension.

As long as you fully comprehend it, and you will be out of Baishenpo, your cultivation will be a natural success.

Two days later.

"Um?"

When Lu Ming was running, he suddenly found a young man running in front of him.

That young man, twenty-seven or eight-year-old, with a strong back and a strong body, obviously, he also saw Lu Ming, his eyes flashed, he continued to run, and disappeared in front of him.

"Looking at the age, most of them are the last emperor's guard!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved.

This is the first time he has met other people since he entered Baishenpo.

It is definitely not easy to enter Baishenpo, either because he is talented enough, or the backer behind him is tough enough.

Lu Ming pondered for a while, and then he didn't think much, he continued to search while comprehending the three skills of the Dragon God.

woohoo hoo...

The next day, Lu Ming came to a desert with howling winds.

In this desert, the wind was raging, whistling endlessly, bringing sand and dust all over the sky.

Lu Ming didn't have the infuriating body to protect his body, so he could only run the wind to resist the gusts of wind around him.

Tweet! Tweet! …

Suddenly, Lu Ming heard the sound of birdsong in front of him.

"Birds chirping?"

Lu Ming was stunned.

Baishenpo, it can be said that no grass grows, it is dead silent, how can there be birds?

Lu Ming was very curious and followed the sound, searching for it.

"That is…"

soon,

Lu Ming stopped and looked at the sky in shock.

At a height of 100 meters in the sky, there is a ball, the ball is cyan, crystal clear, like the most beautiful sapphire polished.

On the surface of the ball, there are birds that have been blue all the time, flying around the ball, making bursts of bird song.

Lu Ming could see at a glance that the blue bird was not a real bird, but an illusion of a ball.

"This...is this a spirit weapon's artifact? A spirit weapon gives birth to an artifact, what level of spirit weapon is this? Moreover, the above is so rich in the artistic conception of the wind, this is definitely a supreme weapon, hahaha, posted , here it goes!"

Lu Ming was ecstatic.

This kind of spirit soldier, if you can get it, is simply wonderful.

Lu Ming approached cautiously, his body was filled with the artistic conception of the wind, and he wanted to attract the ball down.

Tweet! Tweet! …

When Lu Ming approached, the little cyan bird clearly noticed Lu Ming, made a crisp chirping, and looked at Lu Ming curiously with wide eyes.

Lu Ming moved the artistic conception of wind and approached the ball.

The little bird came into contact with Lu Ming's artistic conception of the wind, and there was a kindness in his eyes.

He seemed to enjoy Lu Ming's breath very much.

"Haha, there is a play!"

Lu Ming was overjoyed and worked harder to display the artistic conception of wind.

"Boy, go away, this ball is mine!"

At this moment, a cold shout came, and a tall and tall young man strode over.

Lu Ming turned his eyes, and then his eyes became cold. This young man was the same young man he met yesterday.

At this time, the burly young man's eyes were full of greed, staring at the ball.

Immediately, a wind burst out of his body, and the fire was so deep that it was even above Lu Ming.

"Boy, spread out your mood of the wind and let me come!"

The burly young man scolded, full of commands.

"Silly/*!"

Lu Ming said lightly, then he didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, and concentrated on the mood of controlling the wind.

At this time, the little bird was bathed in Lu Ming's artistic conception of the wind, and it looked very enjoyable. A pair of small wings flapped, carrying round beads, and flew towards Lu Ming.

"Success!"

Lu Ming was ecstatic.

The bird flew towards him, which meant that he recognized him.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, the burly young man shouted angrily and said, "This ball is mine, if you want it, dream it!"

boom!

A powerful artistic conception of wind rushed towards the ball.

boom!

The burly youth's artistic conception of wind collided with Lu Ming's artistic conception of wind, and a violent roar was emitted.

Lu Ming's mood of the wind shook for a while, and it dissipated with a bang.

The cyan bird seemed to be frightened, screamed, flapped its wings, and flew towards the sky with round beads.

"Where to go!"

The burly young man shouted, his legs bent, his muscles exploded, his burly figure soared into the sky and grabbed towards the ball.

"Damn!"

At this moment, Lu Ming roared wildly, and as soon as his footsteps stepped on the ground, his figure rose into the sky and rushed towards the ball.

Tweet! Tweet! …

The bird screamed, its small wings flashed rapidly, and gusts of wind emerged, and the bird and the ball turned into a blue light, rushing forward, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

bump! bump!

Lu Ming and the burly young man quickly fell to the desert, blasting the desert into two large pits.

"Damn!"

Lu Ming shouted angrily, his eyes flashing with cold murderous intent.

Seeing the ball that was about to be obtained, it was destroyed by this burly young man.

Lu Ming's heart was bleeding.

That round bead is absolutely no trivial matter. It is a weapon used by a peerless powerhouse who cultivates the artistic conception of the wind. If Lu Ming can obtain it and comprehend the artistic conception of the wind above, his artistic conception of the wind can definitely advance by leaps and bounds, and condense the artistic conception rune in a short time. , is not impossible.

But now, it's all gone.

His murderous intention for the burly youth can be imagined.

"Boy, what's your name? I haven't questioned you yet? Boy, I just told you to disperse the artistic conception of the wind and let me come, why didn't you do it? Now that I have lost this supreme treasure, say, you How are you going to compensate for my loss?"

The burly young man stared at Lu Ming with incomparable expression, his murderous intent flashed.

"Compensate you? Haha!"

Lu Ming laughed angrily.

Obviously he found it, and he was about to get it. It was destroyed by the burly young man. Now it is better, the burly young man actually wants him to compensate.

Simply ridiculous!

"I'll pay for your head, you idiot, today, you must die!"

Lu Ming's eyes were clear, and he strode towards the burly young man.

"Haha, want to kill me? It's ridiculous, this is Baishenpo, my cultivation base is suppressed, my R body is the top, my R body has reached the fifth rank, surpassing some kings, so you want to kill me too? Death? It's you!"

The burly young man laughed wildly, his muscles twitched all over his body, he stepped on his feet, his body rushed towards Lu Ming, and at the same time he punched him.

boom!

Lu Ming also punched out, aiming at the opponent's fist.

"Dare to fight with me, court death, break it for me!"

The burly young man showed a grim smile.

He wanted to smash Lu Ming's fist with one punch, and let him lie on the ground and mourn.

bump!

The two fists slammed together.

Click!

As the burly young man wished, the sound of broken bones rang out.

However, on the face of the burly young man, there was no trace of grimness or excitement, and some were just terrified and incredible.

"what!"

Then, a shrill scream came from the mouth of the burly young man. Wan Dao Dragon Emperor