Chapter 270 Nine Yang Supreme

puff!

Xie Nianqing suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, shaking his body, his face pale.

"withstand!"

Lu Ming roared.

But Xie Nianqing swayed, his eyes were slack, and he shouted, "Lu Ming, I'm going to step on you!"

After speaking, his body softened, and he fell directly and fell into a coma.

Lu Ming wanted to laugh angrily, this woman is still thinking about this at this time.

呲呲!

The corrosive mist around it made the skin burn and sting.

And this kind of mist will also penetrate into the skin, making people fall into drowsiness.

"Is it really going to die here this time?"

Lu Ming thought to himself, but there was infinite unwillingness in his heart.

However, the body is indeed getting weaker and weaker, and the spirit is getting more and more deficient.

"Ah! I want to stand up, I want to get out alive, I want to set foot on the peak of martial arts!"

Lu Ming roared in his heart and tried his best to resist.

Giving in is not his character.

But this fog is too weird and too strong to be useful without giving in.

Just when Lu Ming was about to fall into a coma, the world suddenly turned and the world turned, and Lu Ming found that he appeared in another place.

"The Supreme Temple, this is the Supreme Temple!"

Lu Ming was a little surprised and a little puzzled.

Isn't it impossible to enter the Supreme Temple when he is in crisis?

He has tried many times before, and tried it before, but it was useless, but he didn't expect it to come in automatically now.

However, when Lu Ming raised his eyes, he was a little surprised.

He found that he was not on the first three platforms, but on the highest platform. Below, there were rows of long stairs leading to the bottom.

On the other side, there was a palace, exactly the same as the palace he had seen on the first three platforms.

Xie Nianqing was lying beside him, still in a coma.

"How can I be at the top?"

Lu Ming was a little surprised and looked into the palace.

The gate of the palace was open, and it was dark inside, and vaguely, a figure could be seen sitting there cross-legged.

Suddenly, the figure moved, actually got up and walked out.

tao tao…

With the sound of footsteps, Lu Ming's heart beat rapidly.

It has been more than two years since he obtained the Supreme Temple. Lu Ming is extremely curious about this palace and the figures in the palace.

He always wanted to see what happened, but unfortunately he couldn't get up at all, he had to give up.

Now, is it finally possible?

tread!

With a slight footstep, a figure stepped out.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a red shirt with a sun embroidered on it.

He was extremely tall and majestic, with a strong back and wide waist. His eyes were open, as if he could see two rounds of the sun emerging.

The aura emanating from his body is as deep as the vast universe, standing at will, with the aura of swallowing the eight wastes and looking down on the world.

Facing him, Lu Ming seemed to be facing the whole world.

But the next moment, the breath of the middle-aged man disappeared, like a mortal, his eyes, looking at Lu Ming, were a bit complicated.

Lu Ming was stunned for a while before he stepped forward, clasped his fists in salute, and said, "Junior Lu Ming, meet my senior."

"You don't need to introduce me, I've been following you for a few years."

The middle-aged man's voice sounded, full of domineering.

"really!"

Lu Ming thought to himself, and then said, "This time, thank you senior for helping me!"

"Don't be happy. Originally, I didn't want to save you, I just didn't want to waste a drop of Kowloon's blood."

The middle-aged man smiled casually.

Then, he looked at Lu Ming carefully and said, "Are you curious and want to know who I am? What exactly is this place?"

"Yes, please let the seniors inform you!"

Lu Ming said.

He is indeed extremely curious. Most of his achievements today are due to the Supreme Temple.

"Okay, I can tell you."

The middle-aged man said, then carrying his hands on his back,

He took a few steps back and forth, seeming to be meditating.

After a while, the middle-aged man said, "I am the Supreme Being of Jiuyang!"

"what?"

Lu Ming's body and mind were shaken, his pupils widened, revealing an incredible look.

"Are you the Jiuyang Supreme of Ditian Shrine?"

Lu Ming asked.

"Besides me, is there a second Jiuyang Supreme in the world?"

The middle-aged man said coldly.

Lu Ming sucked in a breath of cold air, terrified in his heart.

Without him, Jiuyang Supreme, the background is too big, it is not an exaggeration to describe it with a name shocking.

Lu Ming had long heard the reputation of the Nine Suns Supreme, but to him, the Nine Suns Supreme was just a legendary figure.

Jiuyang Supreme, from Ditian Divine Palace, is the eldest disciple of Emperor Yiwu of Ditian Divine Palace.

He is known as the Supreme Being of the Nine Suns, his cultivation base is infinitely close to the realm of Emperor Wu, and he is the invincible god of war in the Divine Palace.

With such a character, the Thirty-Six Empires of Emperor Yun will all be wiped out in the blink of an eye. How could they appear here? Hiding in such a palace?

Seemingly seeing Lu Ming's doubts, Jiuyang Supreme sighed and said, "What you are seeing now is not my body, I am actually dead, this is just a remnant of my soul."

"What? You're dead?"

Lu Ming couldn't believe it.

With Jiuyang Supreme's cultivation and combat power, who can kill him?

Even Emperor Wu might not be able to kill him.

"That's right, I'm already dead. It was my master who killed me, the ruler of the Divine Palace, Emperor Yiwu!"

Jiuyang Supreme said coldly.

Lu Ming was startled and a little dumbfounded.

Jiuyang Supreme was actually killed by his master, Emperor Yiwu, how is this possible?

"You must be surprised, right?"

Jiuyang Supreme sneered.

"Yes, quite a surprise."

Lu Ming didn't hide it.

"Hahaha, what's so surprising, Di Yi, this old man, is just a treacherous villain who can do anything."

Jiuyang Supreme laughed angrily, his voice full of resentment and monstrous murderous intent.

"Boy, do you want to know why the old man Diyi killed me, and why you awakened the Nine Dragons bloodline?"

Jiuyang Supreme Road.

"Kowloon bloodline? Could it be that my bloodline is called the Nine Dragons bloodline? But, what is the Nine Dragons?"

Lu Ming was full of doubts, of course he nodded again and again.

"Okay, then I'll tell you exactly."

Jiuyang Supreme said, and then he explained the whole story in detail.

Nine Dragons, an incomparably ancient and tyrannical life between heaven and earth, is said to be one of the true dragons, but it is different from the true dragon in that it is a variation of the true dragon.

A real dragon, born with five claws, is called a real dragon with five claws.

On the other hand, Jiulong has nine claws, boundless terror, and invincible. Compared with the ordinary real dragon, the difference is too far.

It is said that from ancient times to the present, there has only been one nine dragon in the world.

And there is an ancient Jedi in the Divine Desolation Continent, which is said to be the ruins of the Nine Dragons, and there is no danger in it.

With his powerful strength and terrifying blood, Jiuyang Supreme passed through the Nine Dragons Ruins once and got some things.

Among them, including two drops of nine dragon blood essence.

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