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Chapter 4640

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"Kill!"

The others followed Feng Yaoli and charged at the people from the Heavenly Palace.

However, the people from the Heavenly Palace were very calm. They had no intention of running away. They stood there calmly with a cold smile on their faces.

Something's not right!

Lu Ming's heart sank.

Something's not right. Last time, when they saw Feng Yaoli and the others appear, they turned and left. But this time, they didn't run away. This is very strange.

Clearly, Lu Ming wasn't the only one who thought of this. Tang Jun, Feng Yaoli, and the others all thought the same thing. Their charging figures suddenly stopped.

"He's cold. Something's not right. These guys aren't running away, and they're acting so fearless. Could this be an ambush?"

Feng Yaoli said. He swept his gaze around and spread out his Spiritual Sense.

The geography of the seabed was very complicated. Mountains and valleys were densely packed. Moreover, because of the blood-colored seawater, his Spiritual Sense was obstructed by the eye, so he couldn't explore a large area.

"It's too late to find out now!"

On the side of the Heavenly Palace, the ninth-level Divine Master Heavenly Human sneered.

The next moment …

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Swoosh! Seven figures charged out of a valley behind Lu Ming's group.

They were also experts from the Heavenly Palace.

"There's also a ninth-level Divine Master!"

Feng Yaoli whispered, his face darkening.

The other people's expressions changed, becoming somewhat unsightly.

No wonder the experts from the Heavenly Palace were so calm. They had joined forces with others. There was a team lying in ambush in the valley.

This meant that the Heavenly Palace had two ninth-level Divine Masters, and the total number of people they had was greater than theirs.

This is bad!

"Kill! Kill all the traitors!"

The ninth-level Divine Master Heavenly Human roared. His body moved like a bolt of lightning as he charged at Lu Ming's group. The other experts from the Heavenly Palace also charged at Lu Ming's group.

Behind them, the seven masters from the Heavenly Palace also charged towards Lu Ming and the others.

The two teams from the Heavenly Palace were extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, they were closing in on Lu Ming's group. Before they even arrived, attacks were already flying towards Lu Ming's group.

Lu Ming and the others could only focus on defense. They set up layers of defenses and blocked the Heavenly Palace's attacks.

However, if they kept defending like this, they would be too passive. Sooner or later, they would be broken through.

"Damn it! We're short of a ninth-tier Divine Master. Otherwise, why would we fear them?"

Feng Yaoli growled, his anger soaring to the skies.

Although they had fewer people than the other party, it wasn't by much. Even if their overall combat strength wasn't as good as the other party's, it wouldn't be too far off.

Most importantly, the other party had two ninth-tier Divine Masters, which was the most troublesome.

It was very easy for a ninth-level Divine Master expert to deal with an eighth-level Divine Master. They could even kill him instantly.

If they couldn't stop the two ninth-level Divine Masters, they wouldn't be able to fight.

"Feng Yaoli, you should be able to deal with that ninth-level Divine Master from the Celestial Race, right?"

At this moment, Lu Ming transmitted his voice to Feng Yaoli and the rest.

"Of course! I have complete confidence in dealing with that fellow!"

Feng Yaoli said. He was a Primitive God Spirit and possessed formidable fighting strength. In a battle of the same level, he wouldn't be any weaker than the Celestial Race expert.

"Good. Leave this ninth-level Divine Master of the Celestial Race and that ninth-level Divine Master of the Angel Race to me."

Lu Ming said.

The ninth-level Divine Master expert in the second team wasn't from the Celestial Race, but the Angel Race.

In the battle just now, Lu Ming had already noticed that this Angel Race expert was only a ten-winged angel. He was much weaker than the ninth-level Divine Master of the Celestial Race.

Lu Ming was still somewhat confident in dealing with this Angel Race expert.

Even if he couldn't use the blood on the yellow dirt road, he could rely on his own strength and Origin Energy to contend against this Angel Race expert.

Moreover, with Qiuqiu's assistance, if the Angel Race expert let down his guard and suddenly exploded with power, he might be able to heavily injure him.

Lu Ming was confident in himself, so he made this suggestion, but Feng Yaoli and the other members of his team weren't so convinced.

"That's a ninth-level Divine Master. Can you really deal with him?"

"If you can't, don't try to be brave. If you lose, we'll all be in danger!"

The others began to speak up.

They didn't doubt Lu Ming's fighting strength. They didn't doubt the fighting strength of a taboo body. In the battle of Zenith Supreme Immortal City, Lu Ming had suppressed the supreme genius of the Celestial Race, Ye Qiuxian, and defeated the perfect Heaven's Power. This was enough to prove Lu Ming's fighting strength.

However, Lu Ming's cultivation was only at the fifth-level Divine Master Realm.

The difference between a fifth-level Divine Master and a ninth-level Divine Master was simply too great. It was so great that it was unimaginable and difficult to cross.

"I believe in Lu Ming. He'll have no problem dealing with that Angel Race expert!"

"That's right. I also believe in him. His fighting strength will shock all of you!"

"Everyone, rather than passively defending, why don't we take a gamble?"

Mo Chang, Rong Gong, and Lin Ye all spoke up.

"This …"

Hearing Mo Chang and the others say this, Feng Yaoli began to hesitate.

He knew that Mo Chang and the others weren't people who spoke without thinking. There had to be a reason why they believed in Lu Ming so much.

Could Lu Ming's fighting strength really be that freakish?

At this moment, the attacks of the Heavenly Palace experts were becoming fiercer and fiercer.

They had no qualms about defending themselves. They used all their killing moves with astonishing might.

If this continued, it wouldn't be long before they broke through the defenses of Lu Ming and the others.

"Feng Yaoli, don't hesitate. Lu Ming will definitely be fine."

Tang Jun also spoke up.

"Okay, then let's take a gamble. Leave that ninth-level Divine Master of the Celestial Race to me. Leave that ninth-level Divine Master of the Angel Race to Lu Ming. Brothers, let's do it!"

Feng Yaoli roared. He removed his defenses and began his counterattack.

His body rapidly grew until he was a hundred zhang tall. He brandished his saber and slashed at the ninth-level Divine Master of the Celestial Race.

Of course, Feng Yaoli could grow even larger. With his current cultivation, he could even grow to the size of a planet.

But there was no need for that.

In the Immortal Burial Sea of Blood, if he grew to that size, he would only attract the attacks of those insects.

He just needed to grow to a more comfortable size.

Clang!

Feng Yaoli and the ninth-level Divine Master of the Celestial Race exchanged blows. Violent energy exploded, and both of them retreated a few steps.

"Kill!"

At the same time, Mo Chang and the others also stopped defending. Instead, they began their counterattack, using their killing moves.

"Instead of defending, you counterattack. You're really courting death. But even if you defend, you'll still die. In that case, I'll send you on your way sooner rather than later!"

The ninth-level Divine Master of the Celestial Race sneered. His entire body was shrouded in the power of heaven as he charged at Feng Yaoli.

"You'll be the ones to die!"

Feng Yaoli roared as he swung his saber to counterattack.

At the same time, Lu Ming wielded his War God Spear and charged at the ninth-level Divine Master of the Angel Race.

Lu Ming had used the Great Imitation Art to change his aura and appearance. The other party didn't know Lu Ming's true identity. Seeing that a mere fifth-level Divine Master like Lu Ming dared to charge at him, he was simply courting death.

The ninth-level Divine Master of the Angel Race didn't take Lu Ming seriously at all. His sacred light condensed into a saber and slashed at Lu Ming.

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