Lu Ming threw a punch. A bright fist force erupted, piercing through the void and colliding with Yelu Chuan's condensed palm. It directly pierced through Yelu Chuan's fist force.
"You … Your cultivation … How is that possible?"
Yelu Chuan couldn't believe it, shouting in shock.
Lu Ming's aura burst out, revealing his cultivation level.
Divine Lord Realm!
Lu Ming's cultivation level was at the Divine Lord Realm.
Yelu Chuan was shocked, as were the experts of the Angel Race, the Blood Race, and the Wu people.
When he was in the Grand Supreme Immortal City, Lu Ming's cultivation level was only at the ninth level of the Emperor God realm. According to reliable sources, Lu Ming's cultivation level had just broken through to the ninth level of the Emperor God realm. He had not been in the ninth level of the Emperor God realm for a long time.
Lu Ming had accumulated so much in just a few years? He had broken through to the Divine Lord Realm.
Jingmo, Kong Xixue, the Immortal Demon King, Blue Merchant, and the others were also shocked.
Lu Ming's aura was too terrifying, giving them a feeling that it was boundless, unfathomable, and unfathomable.
Yelu Chuan's horrifying palm strike, that seemingly irresistible palm strike, was actually defeated by Lu Ming's punch.
Was this Lu Ming's real strength?
They couldn't calm down.
"Old man, I'll send you to hell!"
Lu Ming's eyes were like lightning, emitting cold killing intent. He took a step forward and charged towards Yelu Chuan.
All the cells in his body trembled. Vast and boundless taboo power surged out continuously, converging into a vast ocean-like power that surged toward Lu Ming's fists.
Boom!
Lu Ming punched again, shattering the void. The terrifying fist energy pierced through the universe and headed towards Yelu Chuan.
Before the fist energy reached him, the pressure from the void had already pressed down on some of the Angel Race, the Blood Race, and the Wu people.
These people had pained looks on their faces as they howled in pain.
Cracks could be seen on the surface of these people's bodies. Under the terrifying pressure, their bodies became distorted and deformed, and finally, with a bang, they exploded.
Before the fist force arrived, more than 20 people from the three races were killed by the pressure of the fist force.
All of this took a long time to describe, but it actually happened in an instant.
In an instant, the fist energy closed in on Yelu Chuan, locking him in place.
"Angel Battle Sword!"
Ye Lü Chuan roared, ten angelic wings appeared on his back. Holy light soared to the sky as an angelic sword flew out, slashing out a terrifying sword light that collided with Lu Ming's fist energy.
Boom!
With a deafening boom, Yelu Chuan's body was sent flying, crashing into a distant planet.
He spat out large mouthfuls of blood. His face was extremely pale. A large hole had been blasted in his chest. His front and back were completely transparent. His body had almost been blasted into two.
In one move, Yelu Chuan was severely injured.
This time, the remaining people of the Angels, the Blood Tribe, and the Sorcerer Tribe were all stunned and stunned.
Yelu Chuan was a second-level Divine Lord, but he was severely injured in one move.
How could Lu Ming's battle strength be so terrifying?
"Run, run!"
"Leave this place! We're no match for him!"
Then, the angels, vampires, and Wu people panicked. They roared and tried to escape.
Although the three races had five Divine Lords and the vampires had a second-level Divine Lord, they knew that even if they worked together, they were no match for Lu Ming.
"You can't escape!"
Lu Ming's cold voice rang out. He activated the Battle Character Manual, increasing his battle strength by seven times. He waved his hands, and a continent appeared in the sky.
The second move of his self-created secret technique, the Primordial Desolate Form.
In an instant, the continent expanded rapidly. It was even larger than the Great Illusionary Saint realm. It covered the sky and the sun, enveloping all the people of the three races.
Then, he pressed down.
Kaboom!
The violent energy shook the heavens and the earth. The people of the three races had nowhere to run.
"Block it!"
"Let's attack together!"
A Divine Lord from the Blood Race roared. He transformed into his true form, which was a giant bat. When he spread his wings, they were tens of thousands of miles long.
Moreover, the bat's wings were golden. When he flapped his wings, there was an explosion of bloody light.
This was a second-layer Divine Master, and his terrifying aura made Lan Shang, Undying Demon King, and the others turn pale.
In addition, there was another first-level Divine Lord from the Blood Race. He also transformed into his true form.
The other masters of the Blood Race also transformed into their true forms.
The angels of the Angel Race spread their wings. Holy light spread out and illuminated the sky.
The Wu people also attacked with all their might. Black fog filled the sky.
The masters of the three races joined forces and attacked the Primordial Desolate Continent with the strongest attack of their lives.
Boom!
There was an earth-shattering explosion. The universe shook violently. Then, the attacks of the three races collapsed. They couldn't stop Lu Ming's attack at all.
"Ahhh …"
Screams rang out. The bodies of the masters below the Divine Lord Realm of the three races exploded. Their souls were destroyed by the powerful force. They died on the spot.
When the Primordial Desolate Continent pressed down, all the masters below the Divine Lord Realm of the three races died.
Only four Divine Master Realm existences were still alive.
There was a first-level Divine Lord from the Angel Race, a second-level Divine Lord and a first-level Divine Lord from the Blood Race, and Wu Si from the Wu people.
The four of them trembled violently, especially the three first-level Divine Lords. Cracks appeared on their skin, and they spat out mouthfuls of blood.
The second-level Divine Lord from the Blood Race was also injured. One of his golden wings was destroyed.
"This … This …"
Blue Merchant, Jingmo, Kong Xixue, Undying Demon King, Thousand Saint Old Heavenly King, and the others had their mouths wide open. They were completely stunned and petrified.
At this moment, they felt as if their brains had turned into mush. They couldn't understand what was going on.
The shock in his heart could not be greater.
One move. With just one move, only a few of the hundreds of masters were left.
Those masters who seemed to be lawless and as vast as the abyss, as if they could destroy the universe, were also injured by Lu Ming's attack.
As for the others, they died immediately.
There were hundreds of masters, and each of them seemed to have terrifying strength.
Just now, several hundred people had joined forces to erupt, and each of them had displayed incomparably terrifying strength.
They felt that any one of them was stronger than Undying Demon King. Any one of them could defeat the Taixu Dynasty, the Barbarian Race, and the Tianyi Sacred Dynasty.
So many masters, and they had joined forces, but they were killed by Lu Ming with one move.
Lu Ming's strength was so strong that it was unimaginable.
Undying Demon King's body kept trembling. He was afraid.
Previously, he wanted to fight with Lu Ming, but he was simply overestimating himself. He was courting death. Lu Ming might be able to crush him into smithereens and destroy his body and soul.
Jingmo, Kong Xixue, and the others were also shocked.
It had only been a thousand years since Lu Ming left the Taixu Dynasty, and he had reached such an unbelievable level. Was he still human?
(End of Chapter)
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