The silver-robed elder of the Duanmu Family roared, his voice shaking the entire White Tiger Institute.
Everyone was shocked to the extreme. Their eyes widened as they stared blankly at the giant silver wolf above Lu Ming's head.
Heavens, that's the soul of a Demon King?
Everyone sucked in a mouthful of cold air.
A Demon King! What kind of existence was that? If it was alive, it could destroy a sect like the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
It was extremely powerful. With a wave of its hand, it could split a river and split a mountain. It had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.
How did Lu Ming obtain the soul of such an existence?
"Lu Ming, are you trying to merge with the Demon King's soul? Are you crazy? You're courting death. How can you merge with the Demon King's soul? "
The silver-robed elder roared.
"Merge!"
However, Lu Ming's gaze was firm as he uttered a single word.
Roar!
The giant silver wolf howled as it charged into Lu Ming's body.
Roar!
At that instant, Lu Ming let out a furious roar as the aura on his body surged. With a flash of light, the silver-robed elder's palm was shattered.
Following that, a dazzling white light overflowed from Lu Ming's body. Even his hair turned silver-white.
His silver-white hair danced in the wind. At that moment, Lu Ming looked like a powerful demon.
"Kill!"
Lu Ming roared as he thrust out his spear. A silver-white spear radiance burst out.
His target was the silver-robed elder of the Duanmu Family. His speed was unimaginably fast.
"You … why didn't you explode?"
The silver-robed elder of the Duanmu Family roared in disbelief.
How could a mere second-grade Martial Master withstand the power of the Demon King's soul?
However, he did not know that Lu Ming was able to withstand the power of the Demon King's soul because of his Spirit-devouring Bloodline.
However, even so, the pressure that Lu Ming was under was still unimaginable.
The power of the Demon King's soul was too strong. Although it was only half a Demon King, it allowed Lu Ming's power to increase rapidly. He broke through the Martial Arts Great Master rank in one fell swoop, allowing Lu Ming to temporarily have the ability to compete with a Martial Arts Great Master.
But this tyrannical power caused Lu Ming's body to suffer quite a bit of damage. His bones were groaning as if they would break at any moment.
"If I don't kill Lu Yunxiong, how could I possibly explode? Since you want to stop me, I'll kill you first."
Lu Ming let out a long roar, his aura surging like a rainbow. His figure flashed, stepping into the air and charging towards the silver-robed elder.
"So what if you've fused with the beast soul? Do you really think you can contend against me? I will let you know how naive you are! "
The silver-robed elder of the Duanmu family roared, exploding with all his strength.
At this moment, the entire square was shrouded in an indescribable pressure.
Boom!
The two figures clashed in the air, resulting in a shocking explosion.
Bang! Following that, a figure frantically retreated.
Silver-robed Elder, it was that silver-robed Elder.
"First-layer Martial Ancestor Realm, so-so!"
Lu Ming burst out laughing as his aura became even more terrifying. With a kick, his figure transformed into a silver ray as he charged at the silver-robed elder.
At that instant, the silver-robed elder wore an unpleasant expression.
Fusing with the beast soul, he had only read about it in ancient records. He did not expect it to be this powerful, to the extent that even his cultivation of the first-layer Martial Ancestor Realm was no match for it.
"Hold him off, I just need to hold him off for some time. When the other experts of the White Tiger Sect arrive, Lu Ming will surely die."
The silver-robed elder quickly thought of this, before he clenched his teeth and charged at Lu Ming.
BANG! BANG! … …
Following a series of explosions, the crowd could only see two glowing figures colliding with one another in mid-air, resulting in a series of explosions and shockwaves.
Shoosh!
After more than ten exchanges, a figure was sent flying a few hundred meters backward, leaving a trail of light behind him.
As the light dissipated, the crowd could see the silver-robed elder of the Duanmu family standing in mid-air, trembling while vomiting blood. His eyes were filled with astonishment.
The crowd on the square could not describe their current feelings.
It was too shocking; Lu Ming had managed to injure a Martial Ancestor. Unbelievable, absolutely terrifying.
Although it took a long time to describe, it had only taken place in the span of a few breaths.
"How could this be? How could this be? "
At the edge of the square, Lu Yunxiong trembled in fear and almost burst into tears.
Initially, he thought he was safe after seeing the silver-robed elder, as Lu Ming would not be able to do anything to him.
However, after Lu Ming had merged with the beast soul, he managed to injure the silver-robed elder and almost scared him to death.
"Run, we have to run. Lu Ming, this bastard, is too evil."
Lu Yunxiong let out a roar in his heart as he turned around and ran toward the peak of the White Tiger Sect.
"Lu Yunxiong, you won't be able to run away!"
Lu Ming's cold voice could be heard. With a flicker, he appeared above Lu Yunxiong's head in the blink of an eye.
"AH!"
Lu Yunxiong screamed and jumped three zhang high. He quickly turned around and looked at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming reached out and clenched his fist. A silver palm appeared out of thin air and grabbed at Lu Yunxiong. Lu Yunxiong could not resist and was caught by the silver palm.
"AH! No, don't kill me. Help, help! "
Lu Yunxiong's face was flushed red as he tried to prick himself with needles. He screamed crazily.
"Lu Ming, let go of him. Do you know who he is? He is Duanmu Lin's father-in-law. If you kill him, you will be in big trouble. Do you know that? "
The silver-robed elder from the Duanmu Family flew over and shouted.
"Big trouble? Just because he is Duanmu Lin's father-in-law? What a joke! "
Lu Ming smiled coldly.
Then, he exerted force in his hand. Cracking sounds came from Lu Yunxiong's body as countless bones were crushed. Lu Yunxiong screamed in agony.
"No, Lu Ming, don't kill me. I am your elder!"
Lu Yunxiong screamed.
"Bullsh * t!" Lu Ming shouted coldly, his gaze cold.
"Father!"
At that moment, an anxious voice came from the sky. Then, a stream of light flew over from afar.
Lu Ming's eyes flickered as he looked at the stream of light.
There were two figures in the stream of light.
One of them was Lu Yao.
The other person was a young man who was about 17 or 18 years old. He was wearing a black suit and had a handsome and cold face. There was a terrifying aura around him.
Martial Ancestor. The young man who looked like he was about 17 or 18 years old was a Martial Ancestor Realm expert.
"Duanmu Lin, that is Duanmu Lin!"
"Oh my god, he is flying in the air. Martial Ancestor Realm. Duanmu Lin has broken through to the Martial Ancestor Realm!"
"It's true, it's true. Duanmu Lin is only 18 years old. An 18-year-old Martial Ancestor, this … this is too terrifying. There are only a few people like him in the Mystic Essence Sword Sect!"
"Lu Ming is done for!"
The onlookers could not help but shout when they saw the young man.
"Duanmu Lin?"
Lu Ming's eyes lit up.
"Yao 'er, save father, save father. Lu Ming is going to kill me!"
Lu Yunxiong shouted desperately when he heard Lu Yao's voice. It was as if he was grasping at straws.
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