Chapter 833: Suppressing Ao Kun

Everyone's eyes widened in shock. The person who retreated was actually Ao Kun.

Ao Kun was actually kicked back seven steps by Lu Ming, how is this possible?

On the other hand, looking at Lu Ming, his body only swayed.

With fist to fist, Lu Ming still has the upper hand, is Lu Ming still human? Just a humanoid beast.

"As expected of a Jiaolong with a bloodline concentration of 50% True Dragon, it's really amazing!"

A look of surprise also flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.

His cultivation is one level higher than that of Ao Kun, and, just now, his true essence has exploded by 80%. In addition, the Heaven Suppression Technique, which is equivalent to a high-grade god-level martial arts, is powerful and extremely domineering, not to mention he is more powerful than him. Low-level geniuses, such as Ao Qian and Gui Yue, were beaten and vomited blood.

But Ao Kun only took seven steps back.

This is the first time that Lu Ming has met someone whose cultivation base is lower than himself and who can block his attack.

Lu Ming was surprised, Ao Kun was completely shocked, but after the shock, he was filled with endless anger.

He, Ao Kun, the favored son of the heavens, has a bloodline with a concentration of 50% of the true dragon in his body, and his talent is against the sky. Now, in a head-to-head confrontation, he was repelled by Lu Ming, which is unforgivable.

Roar!

Immediately, Ao Kun let out a sound of dragon roar, his muscles were knotted and bulged, and he held up his red armor. Howling.

Boom!

As soon as he stepped on his feet, his figure instantly rushed towards Lu Ming, his huge fist, wrapped in a layer of red light, blasted towards Lu Ming.

This punch is more domineering and more amazing.

Boom!

In Lu Ming's spiritual sea, the true essence rolled, and the true essence in his body exploded in full force, making a sound like a tsunami. He pushed the Prison Suppression Tiangong with his fists and blasted it out with one punch.

boom!

The two fists collided for the second time, causing gusts of wind.

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at him again.

This time, who will have the upper hand?

Amidst the whistling of the hurricane, a figure stepped on the battle platform again and retreated continuously. This time, after nine steps, it was still Ao Kun.

Ao Kun was repelled once again, and further back.

As for Lu Ming, his figure was still only swaying.

Shocked, in addition to shock, or shock, Lu Ming actually suppressed Ao Kun.

In the Ditian Shrine, the eyes of the most powerful people, such as Difeng, shone brightly.

Although they had heard before that Lu Ming easily defeated the Heavenly Corpse Sect Guiyue, but they did not value Lu Ming too much, and even his name was not included in the list of ten people at the sixth level of Linghai.

But now, they found that they had greatly underestimated Lu Ming's strength.

With Lu Ming's combat power, it was difficult for the sixth-level Linghai masters present to be stronger than Lu Ming.

Among the Tianjiao of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, one by one also showed shock.

The most shocking was the Tianjiao of the Tianyao Valley.

They knew very well how strong Ao Kun was. Ao Kun with the bloodline concentration of 50% True Dragon, if he grew up, in time, he would definitely become one of the pillars of the Heavenly Demon Valley, shocking one side.

Now, it was suppressed by Lu Ming.

"Ah, Lu Ming, I want you to die!"

Ao Kun screamed, his body grew rapidly, and finally turned into a scarlet-red dragon with a length of 500 meters.

Long Yin let out a giant claw as big as a mountain, and grabbed Lu Ming violently, and the space kept shaking.

bump!

Lu Ming punched and collided with Jiaolong's claws, his body trembled, and Bang Bang took a few steps back.

Ao Kun, who has turned into its original form, is stronger in every way.

Ao Kun's huge Flood Dragon's body was filled with a blood-colored light, like the artistic conception of blood. This is the Flood Dragon's natural fighting method.

He roared and rushed towards Lu Ming again.

"Then suppress you!"

A cold color flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and the bloodline of the Suppressing Prison Monument appeared on the top of his head, and two golden rays of light were shining brightly.

Many people were shocked, not because of how advanced Lu Ming's bloodline was, but because of how low-level his bloodline was.

Today, the arrogance of the gods has gathered, and the blood of the gods has appeared frequently, and everyone has been numb.

A god-level second-level bloodline is nothing.

Lu Ming's combat power was too strong. Everyone originally thought that Lu Ming's bloodline should be a fourth-level god-level bloodline, at least, it was also a god-level third-level bloodline. Secondary.

God-level second-level bloodline, the combat power is so powerful, it is incredible.

hum!

The bloodline of the Suppressing Prison Monument vibrated, Lu Ming turned into light, and merged with the bloodline of the Suppressing Prison Monument.

Vast and heavy, it seems to be able to suppress everything.

bump!

The prison monument shook, and it slammed together with the dragon's claws.

Ao Kun let out a long roar, and the huge dragon body actually vibrated like a wave of water, retreating back and forth.

The Prison Suppression Monument continued to vibrate, flew high into the sky, grew rapidly, and finally became 10,000 meters high, like an ancient sacred mountain, pressing down towards Ao Kun.

Ao Kun roared, feeling the terrifying pressure, his whole body filled with blood, and with a long whistling sound, he rose into the sky.

The flying dragon is in the sky and wants to compete with the prison monument.

boom!

In the end, Ao Kun, like a reptile, was suppressed by the Prison Suppression Monument and rammed directly towards the battle platform.

Nourishing...

A strange sound sounded, like a toad that was hit by a hammer, accompanied by a shrill scream.

The battle platform roared, the heaven and the earth shook, Ao Kun screamed, blood splattered everywhere, he was almost crushed alive, and blood spurted out from his huge mouth as if he didn't want money.

bump!

The prison monument shook and continued to bombard some more. The sound of bones shattering sounded, and Ao Kun vomited blood even more severely. The dragon's blood stained the battlefield red.

Ao Kun screamed, he was already half-dead, lying motionless on the battlefield, only his eyes showed a look of horror.

The prison monument became smaller and turned into Lu Ming's figure again, with his feet on the dragon's head.

Many people gasped and were shocked.

After winning, Lu Ming easily defeated Ao Kun and won the victory after he performed blood fusion.

It is shocking that the powerful demon clan Tianjiao with 50% true dragon blood concentration was defeated by Lu Ming like this.

Many people are speculating, what exactly is Lu Ming's bloodline? Prison monument? What kind of bloodline, I have never heard of such a bloodline, it is too terrifying, and the power is amazing.

As soon as the blood fusion is used, Ao Kun can be easily suppressed.

The stele of the gods was transformed into ten thousand meters, and the Jiaolong was suppressed below, like a myth.

"Now, let's take you on your way!"

Lu Ming's icy voice came out, and the infinite dragon spear appeared in his hand, and the sharp point of the spear was aimed at Ao Kun's eyebrows.

"No, no, help!"

Ao Kun shouted.

He has 50% of the blood of a real dragon. He is a peerless genius among the demon clan. He doesn't want to die, and he still has a bright future.

With his talent, he will be promoted to the eighth level in the future, and it is a sure thing to be on par with the spiritual realm of the human race. He can even hit the supreme realm. He still has an ambition. Dao strong, king of the world.

He still has so many goals to achieve, how can he die?

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