As for Lu Ming, there was no doubt that he would win first place in Battlefield No. 8.
Now, he already had a providence dragon that was more than 120 feet long. In Battlefield No. 8, unless everyone's providence was added together, they would not be able to compare with Lu Ming's.
Next, Lu Ming went on a rampage. Anyone who met Lu Ming and was foolish enough to attack him would be killed by Lu Ming, while others would shout and admit defeat.
Half an hour later, Lu Ming was followed by more than ten disciples of the Talisman Puppet Sect.
Lu Ming wanted to lead them to the end.
"Oh no, Ru Kong is in danger. He's going to meet the Emperor God!"
A Founding Elder suddenly called out from the spectator stands.
There was no more suspense in Battlefield No. 8. Everyone turned to look at the other battlefields.
The people of the Talisman Puppet Sect could not help but look at Battlefield No. 1.
The genius of the Talisman Puppet Sect, Ru Kong, was in Battlefield No. 1.
Everyone could see that Ru Kong was in a hurry. The providence dragon above his head was about 200 feet long.
On the other side, the Emperor God was flying toward Ru Kong at a terrifying speed. However, Ru Kong did not seem to notice him.
At this rate, the two of them would soon meet.
The people of the Talisman Puppet Sect were nervous.
Sure enough, the two of them met in just a dozen breaths.
Ru Kong heard the noise and turned to look. His pupils shrank sharply.
"I …"
Ru Kong did not hesitate and was about to admit defeat.
"Die!"
At the same time, the Emperor God attacked. A sword light was unbelievably fast. It seemed to have pierced through layers of space in an instant and slashed Ru Kong's body.
Before Ru Kong could say 'I admit defeat', he was torn to pieces by the terrifying sword light.
It was too fast. Ru Kong could not react in time.
"Ru Kong!"
Du Songjue roared in grief.
"How could this be?"
The other elders of the Talisman Puppet Sect looked gloomy.
Ru Kong was an expert second only to Huan Zhen in the Talisman Puppet Sect and ranked 15th on the List of Top 1,000 Talents. However, he was killed just like that.
The Emperor God's battle strength was unfathomable.
After killing Ru Kong and devouring his providence dragon, the Emperor God did not stop at all. He turned into a golden light and flew into the distance.
"Hahaha! Well done, the geniuses of your Talisman Puppet Sect will all die! "
"Although Lu Ming managed to keep his life, he will still die if he encounters an Imperial God in the future!"
Mocking laughter rang out from the region of the Emperor Heavenly Divine Palace.
Du Songjue and the others clenched their fists tightly.
The Talisman Puppet Sect originally had thirteen Zongzi Candidates. Previously, seven of them had perished. Now that another one had perished, there were only five left.
Then, they looked at Wen Yuezhang and the others.
Unfortunately, their luck wasn't good either. They encountered an elite that they couldn't defeat, but fortunately, they weren't killed in a single blow. They all admitted defeat one after another.
As time passed, some people were killed, but even more people were defeated or admitted defeat and were teleported out of the battlefield.
On the spectator stands, more and more people appeared. Many people sighed. After admitting defeat, they didn't have much luck left.
Ruan Tingting also appeared on the grandstand. She had encountered a strong opponent and directly admitted defeat.
And in the eight battlefields, the killing became more and more intense.
On the eighth battlefield, Lu Ming was almost invincible.
Later on, several experts who had reached the Dragon Transformation realm encountered Lu Ming. However, when they saw Lu Ming's providence dragon that was hundreds of feet long, their faces changed drastically and they turned to flee.
They weren't fools. Needless to say, those who had plotted against Lu Ming had given their luck to Lu Ming since Lu Ming had survived until now and his providence dragon had soared by dozens of feet. What were they waiting for?
However, with Lu Ming's speed, how could they escape? In the end, they admitted defeat one after another.
In the end, Lu Ming's true dragon of luck was almost one hundred and fifty feet long. It was hovering in the sky and one could see it from afar. Those who saw it from afar had a drastic change of expression. They turned and ran.
Even the genius from the Sky Monster Valley, who was as famous as Luo Tian, ran faster than anyone else.
This made Lu Ming feel a little depressed. They were too far apart and it was more troublesome for him to chase after them. Moreover, he was afraid that he would be lured away and the Talisman Puppet Sect disciples would be in danger. Therefore, Lu Ming could not be bothered to chase after them.
The outcome of the eighth battlefield had been decided, and so was the first battlefield. The other battlefields were filled with smoke.
"Huan Zhen has encountered Dongfang Yu!"
An elder from the Talisman Puppet Sect shouted. The others looked at the fourth battlefield with their hearts in their mouths.
The experts from the other forces also looked at the fourth battlefield.
Huan Zhen and Dongfang Yu were going to be a top battle.
Huan Zhen was ranked eighth on the List of Top 1,000 Talents, while Dongfang Yu was ranked third, second only to Di Shen and Xue Jianyi.
As soon as the two of them met, a fierce battle broke out.
However, it was obvious that Dongfang Yu was stronger, but Huan Zhen didn't want to make any mistakes.
Huan Zhen was like a bright moon. His entire body glowed, and bright moons appeared in front of him, blocking Huan Zhen's attack.
This was an extremely powerful defensive formation that was many times stronger than the one Ji Mai had used to inscribe with his own body.
At the same time, inscription arrays constantly appeared beside Huan Zhen. At the same time, inscription talismans were activated.
All kinds of light flashed and defensive formations were formed.
Although Dongfang Yu was extremely powerful, Huan Zhen was focused on defense. It was impossible for him to break through in a short time.
The two of them were in a stalemate. In the end, Dongfang Yu had no choice but to retreat. The people from the Talisman Puppet Sect heaved a sigh of relief.
The people from the Emperor God Divine Palace snorted unhappily. They felt that it was a pity that Dongfang Yu didn't kill Huan Zhen.
At this moment, Fatty and Wang Fentian were fighting in the second battlefield.
"Die!"
When Wang Fentian saw Fatty, he exploded with killing intent and launched a fierce attack.
He knew that Fatty was the disciple of the Demonic Sky Divine Emperor, but this was a battle of luck. Even if he killed Fatty, the Demonic Sky Divine Emperor couldn't say anything.
"Damn it, you're still 10,000 years too early to kill me!"
Fatty shouted and unleashed his bloodline.
The third bloodline, eight golden chakras, almost made Wang Fentian's eyes pop out.
Even the Spiritual Gods and Supremes in the stands couldn't control their emotions. They stood up from the stands with a face of shock.
Eighth level Divine Bloodline, it's actually an eighth level Divine Bloodline. This is too terrifying.
Except for the Sovereigns, everyone was shocked.
"Senior Demonic Sky's disciple is indeed extraordinary!"
Supreme Nine Yang sighed.
Du Songjue and the others nodded. They had seen Fatty before, but they didn't expect this unreliable fatty to be so terrifying. As expected of the Sovereign's disciple.
"Damn it!"
The Wang Family Head and the others were shocked.
An eighth level Divine Bloodline was rare in the world. For example, Yan Kuangtu was a eighth level Divine Bloodline. He was so powerful that he could fight against three Supremes alone.
They remembered that Fatty was Lu Ming's life and death brother.
"Fentian, kill this fatty, kill him!"
The Wang Family Head roared.
This fatty was too terrifying. Once he grew up, he would be another Yan Kuangtu.
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