Nine Hundred and Sixtieth Fifth Final Battle

"The eyesight of the devil is not bad, but he actually accepted such an apprentice!"

The gentle voice of the demon emperor sounded again.

Emperor Yiwu Emperor and Corpse Emperor both had a gleam in their eyes.

Those who can awaken the eighth-level blood of the gods, even the strong emperors of Wuhuang are moved.

"What about the eighth level of god level? Kill you anyway!"

Wang Fentian launched a terrifying offensive, constantly attacking Fatty.

Although Fatty's bloodline level is high, his cultivation is weaker. It seems that he has just broken through the sixth level of the spiritual embryo.

However, Fatty also pursued the idea of ​​not seeking merit but not failing. He was on the defensive all the way, and finally took out a huge shield to isolate Wang Fentian's flames.

Wang Fentian kept attacking, and the fat man yelled, but for a while, he couldn't break through.

Time continued to pass, and suddenly, the eight battlefields shook, the masks shone, and all the people on the battlefield were sent out.

An hour has come.

"Haha, if you want to deal with this uncle, let's dream!"

Fatty found himself in the stands, laughed arrogantly, and looked at Wang Fentian on the other side defiantly.

Wang Fentian's eyes were about to shoot out fire.

"Fatty, you actually awakened the eighth-level bloodline of the god-level, amazing!"

At this moment, there was a huge axe suspended above Fatty's head, with eight golden chakras shining brightly. Bai Chixue's eyes widened, looking at Fatty in shock.

Lu Ming also looked surprised. He didn't expect that Fatty's awakened third bloodline was so terrifying, it was actually the eighth level of God.

No wonder Fatty was mysterious when we first met, Lu Ming asked him, but he didn't say anything.

All around, countless pairs of eyes looked at Fatty, some were shocked, some were envious, some were jealous.

"Hahaha, laugh, laugh, this is talent, no way, born!"

The fat man was very proud and laughed loudly.

Seeing the way others look at him,

He felt so comfortable all over his body that he couldn't open his eyes when he smiled.

"God is really unfair, to actually let this dead fat man awaken the blood of the eighth level of God!"

Inside the Di Tian Divine Palace, someone gritted their teeth.

"Yes, what a waste, like flowers on cow dung!"

Someone said again.

The fat man's ears twitched a few times. Hearing these words, he immediately became unhappy. He stared at these people with bad eyes, and shouted: "You guys are just cow dung, all garbage, just envy and jealousy, this uncle is the favored son of the emperor. It is destined to conquer the world and trample you all underfoot!"

"Damn, this damn fat man is really arrogant!"

Those people almost vomited blood.

Emperor God, Xue Jianyi, Ao Tu and the others also looked at Fatty with solemn eyes. Fatty is still a little low in cultivation, but once he grows up, he will be their great enemy.

"Um?"

At this time, many people's eyes turned to Lu Ming, and they were immediately stunned.

The Dragon of Luck above Lu Ming's head is too big, too long, a hundred and several hundred feet, which is amazing.

They originally thought that Lu Ming would be killed by Luo Tian or Tianjiao in Tianyao Valley on the eighth battlefield, but he didn't expect to be alive, and the length of the Dragon of Luck became even more terrifying.

"What? Lu Ming killed Luo Tian!"

When they knew the truth, they were shocked and stunned.

Lu Ming, was he able to kill Luo Tian? How could Lu Ming's combat power be so strong?

Before the battle for luck began, some people who thought Luo Tian and the others were lucky enough to be assigned to the same battlefield with Lu Ming were pale and sweating on their backs.

This is where luck is, it is extremely bad luck, if they are assigned to the No. 8 battlefield, they may end up like Luo Tian.

They knew that they all underestimated Lu Ming.

The Emperor God and others looked at Lu Ming and were a little surprised.

At this time, the eight battlefields on the battlefield have all disappeared, and the appearance of the battlefield has been restored. At the same time, there are eight rays of light falling on eight people.

They are: Lu Ming, Di Shen, Ao Tu, Xue Jian Yi, Zhan Zhan, Feng Xuan, Dong Fang Yu, and Wang Fentian.

Eight people are the eight people with the highest luck value in the eight battlefields.

Among them, there is only Lu Ming in the Fu Puppet Sect.

There are three people in Ditian Divine Palace, the largest number, they are Emperor God, Dongfang Yu and Wang Fentian.

Two people from the Heavenly Corpse Sect, Blood Sword One and Corpse Battle.

Two people in Tian Yao Valley, Ao Tu and Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan is an extremely beautiful woman, a peerless genius of the Heavenly Demon Valley, with a Phoenix bloodline in her body.

Next, the Eight Great Talents will compete in pairs to compete for each other's luck.

Same as the previous rules, if you are defeated, half of your luck will be taken by the opponent. If you admit defeat, you will lose 90% of your luck. If you are killed, all your luck will belong to the opponent.

Next, is the final duel of the battle of luck, and it is also the most peak duel, each of which is an incomparably powerful existence.

Among them, Lu Ming is a group of dark horses.

In addition, there is a group of dark horses, namely Feng Xuan from Tian Yao Valley.

The others are all Tianjiao who are famous in the Eastern Wilderness.

Ao Tu is a Tianjiao who is considered to be able to compete with the emperor and gods. Some people think that Aotu is stronger than the second-ranked Xuejianyi on the Qianjiao list.

Not to mention the Emperor God, he is number one on the Thousand Pride List, and most people believe that the Emperor God is the first genius of the younger generation of Donghuang, and no one can match.

Dongfang Jade, the third in the Thousand Pride List.

Corpse Battle, the fourth in the Thousand Pride List, Wang Fentian, the fifth in the Thousand Pride List.

Everyone is looking forward to the next duel. After this battle, it is time to rearrange the list of thousands of pride.

hum!

Of the eight rays of light, six disappeared, leaving only two.

One, covering Lu Ming, and one, covering Wang Fentian.

The first battle was actually between Lu Ming and Wang Fentian.

All eyes were on the two of them.

Wang Fentian looked at Lu Ming with a strong murderous intention in his eyes.

"Fentian, can you be sure?"

The head of the Wang family asked.

"His luck is mine!"

Wang Fentian licked his lips, revealing a greedy look, he moved and landed on the battlefield.

"Lu Ming, if you really lose, you can admit defeat!"

Juniper warned in a low voice.

"Haha, I believe Lu Ming will win!"

Yan madman laughed.

"Fatty, you were set on fire by this guy just now, and I will avenge you now!"

Lu Ming smiled, stepped out and landed on the battlefield.

Above the heads of the two, there is a real dragon of luck.

Now, Wang Fentian's Luck Dragon is 50 feet long, but in front of Lu Ming's Luck Dragon, he seems to be a little bit small and is looked down upon by Lu Ming's Luck Dragon.

"Lu Ming, I want to thank you a lot for getting so much luck, because wait a minute, it's all mine!"

The light of greed in Wang Fentian's eyes was even stronger.

"You are very confident. Luo Tian was so confident before, but he was killed by me in the end!"

Lu Ming smiled, showing contempt.

"Hmph, don't compare Luo Tian to me, fight with all your strength, and I can kill him too!"

Wang Fentian said coldly.

"Oh? Is that so? Are we going to fight to the death or not!"

Lu Ming said lightly, but this remark shocked everyone at the scene.

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