"Then should we attack now? With our strength, we're more than capable of taking them down. "
One of the seven Heavenly Palace experts asked.
They had already seen through the cultivation of Lu Ming's group.
One was an eighth-level Divine Lord, one was a seventh-level Divine Lord, one was a sixth-level Divine Lord, and two were fifth-level Divine Lords.
Four of them were eighth-level Divine Lords and three seventh-level Divine Lords.
There was a huge gap between them in terms of combat prowess.
"No, wait a moment. If we attack here, we might attract the attention of other traitors. Let's wait until they're a little farther away before attacking. That way, we won't attract the attention of others.
We'll be safe, "a female Heavenly Human said.
This female Heavenly Human looked very young, only in her twenties. She was very beautiful.
Her cultivation was only at the seventh-level Divine Lord realm, but the other eighth-level Divine Lords seemed to regard her as their leader.
"Yes, then we'll wait here."
The others nodded.
They were hiding in the sea, unafraid of the insects.
The main reason was that the young Heavenly Human woman was holding a disk array in her hand. Runes were emitted from the disk array, forming a circle of runes that enveloped them.
This runic halo seemed to have a concealment effect. As long as they weren't too close to the insects, the insects wouldn't be able to discover them.
Lu Ming's group didn't even realize that they were being watched. They continued forward.
Mo Chang had been to the Immortal Burial Blood Sea before, so he was somewhat familiar with this place.
Now, Mo Chang wanted to take Lu Ming's group to a more remote part of the sea. Although there were more insects there and it was more dangerous, there might also be more treasures there.
After a period of time, they approached this part of the sea.
Suddenly, the sea churned, and seven figures charged out like lightning, surrounding Lu Ming's group.
"Not good! It's the Heavenly Palace!"
"How can they hide in the sea without being discovered by the insects?"
Mo Chang, Lin Ye, and the others turned pale with fright and cried out.
The faces of Lu Ming, Tang Jun, and the others also darkened.
This was especially true for Mo Chang, who was also an eighth-level Divine Lord. With a sweep of his Spiritual Sense, he discovered the cultivation levels of the seven Heavenly Palace members.
Four eighth-level Divine Lords and three seventh-level Divine Lords. This level of combat power was far above his group.
How could they resist this?
"Tang Jun, your luck is over. Now, we'll give you a chance to cultivate at your own expense and return to the Heavenly Palace with us. You'll suffer less."
One of the pale-faced Heavenly Human Tribe elders sneered as he scanned Tang Jun with a cold gaze.
There were also a few people who looked at Qiuqiu with burning eyes, revealing deep greed.
As for Lu Ming, he was directly ignored by these people from the sky palace.
How could they take a fifth-level Divine Master seriously? He was not a peerless genius like Tang Jun.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! The seven Heavenly Palace experts unleashed their full strength, their powerful energies pressing down on Lu Ming's group. They wanted to strike fear into Lu Ming's group so that they could defeat them in one fell swoop.
"Four eighth-level Divine Lords and three seventh-level Divine Lords!"
They did not conceal their cultivation, so Lu Ming naturally knew their cultivation levels. He swept his gaze over them, secretly observing them.
The pale-faced Heavenly Human Race elder was an eighth-level Divine Lord.
There was also a middle-aged Heavenly Human Race woman, also an eighth-level Divine Lord.
The other two were Heavenly Human Race men who looked exactly the same. They were clearly twins and were also eighth-level Divine Lords.
There was also a young Heavenly Human Race woman who was a seventh-level Divine Lord.
The remaining two were not from the Heavenly Human Race. One was from the Angel Race and the other was from the Blood Race.
Lu Ming even recognized the Angel Race.
When Lu Ming had first arrived at the Thousand Autumn Battlefield, he had encountered a twelve-winged angel who had attacked him. Tang Jun had arrived midway and saved Lu Ming.
The angel before him was the one who had attacked Lu Ming back then.
This angel and the Blood Race both had seventh-level Divine Lord cultivations.
Tang Jun said nothing, but the energy on his body grew stronger and stronger. It was clear that he had pushed his energy to the limit and was ready to fight at any moment.
"How should we divide the five of them?"
Among them, the pale-faced elder from the Angel Clan asked.
"Leave this Moke Race remnant to me!"
The middle-aged Heavenly Human Race woman coldly said, her powerful energy locking onto Mo Chang's body.
Boom!
Mo Chang also erupted with his own energy, fighting back against the middle-aged Heavenly Human Race man. Their energies clashed, creating a series of explosions.
"Tang Jun is extremely strong. Although he's only a fifth-level Divine Lord, we can't be careless. Leave him to this old man!"
The pale-faced Heavenly Human Race elder said, his powerful energy locking onto Tang Jun.
"Everyone says that the top ten races of the Ancient Era were stronger than the current ones, but I don't believe it. Leave this Heaven and Earth Race fellow to me!"
The Blood Race expert stepped forward, his energy locking onto Rong Gong.
He was of the same level as Rong Gong, and he wanted to prove that the Blood Race was not weaker than the Heaven and Earth Race, perhaps even stronger.
"Then leave these two to me. I'll kill them!"
The powerful angel's aura was fixed on Lin Ye and Lu Ming.
His body was covered in Sacred Light, and twelve angel wings extended from his body. With a flap of his wings, his body shot toward Lu Ming and Lin Ye like a bolt of lightning.
A few streaks of angelic sword gleams slashed toward Lu Ming and Lin Ye.
It was clear that this angel did not recognize Lu Ming.
This was because the appearance and aura Lu Ming had imitated through the Great Imitation Art was completely different from when he had first arrived at the Thousand Autumn Battlefield.
"Lu Ming, watch out!"
Lin Ye roared, circulating his energy to the limit as he prepared to resist.
"Lin Ye, leave it to me!"
Lu Ming calmly said. With a single step, he appeared in front of Lin Ye. He grabbed at the air, condensing a spear and thrusting it forward, shooting out several beams of light.
After coming to the Thousand Autumn Battlefield, his cultivation had broken through two levels, going from Level Three God Lord to Level Five God Lord.
He really wanted to test just how strong his battle prowess was.
This Angel Race expert was a Twelve-Winged Angel, the apex of the Angel Race's talent. He was also a Level Seven God Lord, and his fighting strength was no weaker than Ye Ling Tianshou's.
It was most suitable for him to use it to test his current combat strength.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The spear light and sword light clashed, exploding with explosions. The sword light collapsed, and the spear light exploded. The Angel Race expert grimaced and retreated.
In the end, he managed to avoid most of the spear light, but he was still struck by one, leaving a deep wound on his body.
Mm?
The other experts of the Heavenly Palace frowned. Lu Ming's fighting strength had exceeded their expectations. It seemed that he was a monstrous genius.
"Stanford, what's going on? You can't even take down a mere Level Five God Lord? "
One of the twins asked.
The twins stood on either side of the young woman, seemingly having no intention of attacking.
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