Everyone's eyes widened in shock. The person who was pushed back was Aokun.
Aokun was pushed back seven steps by Lu Ming. How was that possible?
On the other hand, Lu Ming's body only swayed a little.
Their fists collided and Lu Ming actually had the upper hand. Was Lu Ming still human? He was simply a ferocious beast in human form.
"As expected of a flood dragon with 50% True Dragon Bloodline. Powerful indeed!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed with surprise.
His cultivation was one level higher than Aokun's. Moreover, he had used 80% of his True Essence. Coupled with the Suppressing Hell Heaven Skill, which was equivalent to an upper-grade God Level Martial Skill, it was extremely powerful and overbearing. Not to mention geniuses who were one level lower than him, even Ao Qian and Gui Yue had been beaten to the point of vomiting blood.
However, Aokun was only pushed back seven steps.
This was the first time Lu Ming had encountered someone with a lower cultivation than him who could block his attack.
Lu Ming was shocked. Aokun was simply shocked. However, after the shock, he was filled with endless anger.
He, Aokun, was a proud son of heaven. His body had the bloodline of a True Dragon with 50% concentration. His talent was heaven-defying. However, he was actually defeated by Lu Ming in a head-on clash. This was unforgivable.
Roar!
At that moment, Aokun let out a dragon's roar. The muscles all over his body tightened and swelled up, supporting his red battle armor. His Qi and blood surged to the sky, forming a True Dragon that roared in the sky.
Dong!
He took a step forward and rushed towards Lu Ming. His huge fist was wrapped in a layer of red light and blasted towards Lu Ming.
This punch was even more overbearing and shocking.
Rumble!
True Essence rolled in Lu Ming's Spiritual Sea. The True Essence in his body burst out with a tsunami-like sound. He used his fist to push the Suppressing Hell Heaven Skill and punched out.
Boom!
The two fists collided for the second time, stirring up gusts of wind.
Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were fixed on them again.
This time, who would gain the upper hand?
Amidst the howling winds, a silhouette stepped onto the battle stage and retreated. This time, it was Ao Kun who retreated nine steps.
Aokun was once again pushed back, and this time, he retreated even further.
As for Lu Ming, his figure only swayed a little.
Shock. Other than shock, there was still shock. Lu Ming had actually suppressed Ao Kun.
Within the Emperor Heaven Divine Palace, the eyes of Di Feng and the other strongest people flashed.
Although they had already heard that Lu Ming easily defeated the Heavenly Corpse Sect's Gui Yue, they didn't think too highly of Lu Ming. His name wasn't even in the list of ten in the sixth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier.
But now, they realized that they had greatly underestimated Lu Ming's strength.
With Lu Ming's battle prowess, among the experts in the sixth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier present, it would be hard to find someone stronger than Lu Ming.
The sky-prides of the Heavenly Corpse Sect were also shocked.
The most shocked ones were the sky-prides of the Sky Demon Valley.
They knew very well how strong Ao Kun was. With fifty percent of the True Dragon's bloodline concentration, if Ao Kun grew up, he would definitely become one of the pillars of the Sky Demon Valley in the future.
But now, he was suppressed by Lu Ming.
"Ah, Lu Ming, I want you dead!"
Ao Kun roared as his body grew rapidly. Finally, he turned into a five-hundred-meter-long crimson flood dragon.
As the dragon roared, a giant claw as big as a mountain clawed at Lu Ming. The space kept shaking.
Bang!
Lu Ming's fist collided with the flood dragon's claw. His body trembled, and he took a few steps back.
Ao Kun, who had transformed into his original form, was stronger in all aspects.
Ao Kun's giant flood dragon body emitted a blood-red light, like the Blood Intent Realm. This was the flood dragon's innate battle technique.
He roared and pounced at Lu Ming again.
"Then I'll suppress you!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed coldly. The Suppressing Prison Stele bloodline appeared above his head, and two golden lights shone brightly.
Many people were shocked. They were not shocked by how powerful Lu Ming's bloodline was. Instead, they were shocked by how weak his bloodline was.
Today, sky-prides had gathered and people with Divine Bloodlines had appeared frequently. Everyone was already numb.
A second-grade Divine Bloodline was nothing.
Lu Ming's battle strength was too strong. Everyone thought that Lu Ming's bloodline should be a fourth-grade Divine Bloodline, or at least a third-grade one. Who would have thought that Lu Ming's bloodline was only a second-grade Divine Bloodline?
It was unbelievable that a second-grade Divine Bloodline could be so powerful.
Buzz!
The Suppressing Prison Stele bloodline vibrated. Lu Ming turned into a ray of light and merged with the Suppressing Prison Stele bloodline. The Suppressing Prison Stele bloodline exuded a terrifying pressure.
It was vast and heavy, as if it could suppress everything.
Bang!
The Suppressing Prison Stele shook and clashed with the flood dragon's claw.
Ao Kun let out a long roar. His huge flood dragon body trembled like water waves, and he was forced to retreat.
The Suppressing Prison Stele continued to vibrate. It flew up into the sky and rapidly grew in size. In the end, it became ten thousand meters tall, like an ancient mountain, and pressed down on Ao Kun.
Ao Kun roared as he felt the terrifying pressure. His body was filled with blood Qi. With a long roar, he soared into the sky.
The dragon soared in the sky, wanting to compete with the Suppressing Prison Stele.
Boom!
In the end, Ao Kun was like a worm being pressed down by the Suppressing Prison Stele, and he was sent crashing into the battle stage.
Sizzle …
A strange sound rang out. It was like a toad being hit by a hammer. Following the strange sound, there was a shrill scream.
The battle stage rumbled, and heaven and earth shook. Ao Kun screamed as blood splattered everywhere. He was almost squashed alive. Blood spurted out from his huge mouth.
Bang!
The Suppressing Prison Stele shook and continued to attack. The sound of bones breaking rang out. Ao Kun vomited even more blood. The flood dragon's blood dyed the battle stage red.
Ao Kun screamed. He was already half-dead, lying motionless on the battle stage. Only his eyes were still filled with shock.
The Suppressing Prison Stele shrank and turned back into Lu Ming's figure, standing on the flood dragon's head.
Many people gasped in shock.
He won. After Lu Ming used the Bloodline Fusion, he easily defeated Ao Kun and won.
A powerful demon prodigy with a fifty percent True Dragon bloodline concentration was defeated by Lu Ming just like that. It was shocking.
Many people were guessing what Lu Ming's bloodline was. Suppressing Prison Stele? What bloodline was that? They had never heard of such a bloodline. It was too terrifying and powerful.
Once he used the Bloodline Fusion, he easily suppressed Ao Kun.
The Divine Stele became ten thousand meters tall and suppressed the flood dragon. It was like a legend.
"Now, I'll send you on your way!"
Lu Ming's cold voice sounded. The Infinite Dragon Spear appeared in his hand, and the sharp tip of the spear was aimed at Ao Kun's forehead.
"No, no, help!"
Ao Kun roared.
He had fifty percent True Dragon Bloodline, and he was a peerless genius of the monster race. He didn't want to die. He still had a great future.
With his natural talent, it was a certainty that he would advance into the eighth rank and be comparable to the Domain Enlightened Spirit God Realm in the future, and it was even to the extent that he could charge into the Exalt Realm. He had another form of ambition, and that was to charge into the supreme position of the Demon Emperor and become an expert in the Imperial Dao and reign supreme over the world.
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