Chapter Eight Hundred and Ninety Seventh Was Discovered

"Okay, now everyone, follow me in!"

Bai Shijin shouted and stepped into the vortex first.

Swish! Swish! ...

Figures flew up one after another and stepped into the vortex.

The light flickered, and the person who stepped into the vortex disappeared.

"let's go!"

Lu Ming and the others followed the crowd, flew into the vortex, and then disappeared.

Finally, Junjun Jue and some veterans also stepped in.

With a flash of light, Lu Ming and the others found that they appeared on a huge platform.

This is a huge platform, made of stone, with patterns on it, and behind it is a huge wall, blocking the retreat.

Above their heads, there is a vortex, which is the space channel they came in. After Lu Ming and others went to participate in the war, Bai Shijin and the others went out from here.

The direction in front seems to be empty, but it is an endless abyss. On the opposite side of the abyss, there is a huge door of light.

"That's the entrance to the battle of luck!"

Bai Shijin's voice came out, pointing to the door of light across the abyss.

All around Lu Ming were disciples of Fu Puppet Sect. They gathered together, Bai Shijin, Jun Songjue and others also came in.

"The people from the Emperor's Temple, the Heavenly Corpse Sect, and the Heavenly Demon Valley have also arrived!"

On the side, the fat man whispered.

Lu Ming looked at it.

On this platform, he saw people from the other three major forces.

Like Fu Puppet Sect, every faction has gathered together.

"so many people!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved.

He found that the number of people entering the Ditian Shrine must definitely exceed 10,000.

And the number of Heavenly Corpse Sect,

It is also close to 10,000, and the Tianyao Valley is much less, but there are also more than 3,000 people.

how can that be? How could there be so many talented people in the Ditian Shrine?

The Ditian Shrine can be regarded as a arrogant person. The former thousand arrogance list and the recently rising arrogance will not exceed 800. Adding some young masters, it will only be three or four thousand at most. How can there be So many people?

"Tianyun, I heard that the Ditian Shrine and the Heavenly Corpse Sect have not so many talents and young masters, but they will train a group of dead men!"

Beside, Bai Chixue whispered.

"Dead man?"

Lu Ming was puzzled.

"That's right, dead man, did you see that group of people behind the Ditian Shrine, who were covered in black robes and carrying various weapons? That is the dead man. It was the Ditian Shrine that used a special method to kill some young people. The potential of the fighter is fully stimulated, and before the age of 30, his strength has skyrocketed wildly, and he has entered a state of absolute strength."

"But the consequence is that those young people's potential will be completely exhausted, and even their lifespan will be greatly shortened, their minds will become numb, they only know how to obey orders and not be afraid of death. Their purpose is to participate in the battle of luck and assist others. Tianjiao, get the chance, luck!"

Bai Chixue explained.

Light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, these big forces have exhausted their means for the battle of luck.

"Look, those people in the Heavenly Corpse Sect who are wrapped in blood-red robes are also dead men. Our Fu Puppet Sect, the way of cultivating inscriptions, does not have such a secret technique that hurts the sky and reason, and will not do it, and the Heavenly Demon Valley will not do it. The demon clan is very arrogant and will not do it, so the number of people is very small!"

White Red Snow Road.

Lu Ming nodded, he understood.

These dead men are nothing more than cultivated by secret methods. Young people whose bone age is under 30 years old participate in the battle of luck and use it to consume.

Standing in the crowd, Lu Ming glanced at the three major forces.

In the Ditian Shrine area, he saw the six great ancient families, and the six great nobles came together.

In every faction, there are dozens of young men and women with extraordinary bearing, unfathomable.

These people, needless to say, are Tianjiao at the top of the Thousand Pride List, or Tianjiao of the same level.

Lu Ming was looking at the other party, and the other party was also looking at them.

"Haha, Bai Shijin, Jun Songjue, I didn't expect your Fu Puppet Sect to dare to participate in the war, aren't you afraid that the young people of this generation will all die?"

A loud laughter sounded abruptly, from the Ditian Shrine.

Lu Ming followed the reputation and recognized that it was the head of the Wang family, the one who was the most noble of the generation, who was almost killed by Lu Ming with the Nine-Dragon Divine Cauldron.

"Wang Shengtian!"

Bai Shijin's face sank, he snorted coldly, and did not speak.

"Alright, anyway, your Fu Puppet Sect, one generation is not as good as one generation, this generation of people all died in it, with you old guys, it won't last a few years, Fu Puppet Sect, sooner or later will perish!"

Wang Shengtian, the head of the Wang family, continued to sneer, his eyes were like electricity, and he glanced at the Fu Puppet Sect.

Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat, he restrained his breath, and his figure moved, trying to block his figure with the help of someone else's figure.

But the next moment, he found a cold gaze falling on him.

Wang Shengtian's eyes.

At this moment, terrifying killing intent burst out in Wang Shengtian's eyes, staring at Lu Ming.

"Lu Ming, is it you? I didn't expect that you actually went to the Fu Puppet Sect!"

An angry shout came from Wang Shengtian's mouth.

At the beginning, in the battle of Kowloon City, he was almost killed by Lu Ming with the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron, a generation of supreme beings, it can be said that he has lost all face in such an end.

With his cultivation level, even if Lu Ming changed his body shape and restrained his breath, he would still be able to see it at a glance.

Swish! Swish! ...

As Wang Shengtian's voice came out, everyone's eyes on the Ditian Shrine were looking towards Fu Puppet Sect.

Lu Ming, this name, Ditian Shrine, who doesn't know?

Not only the Ditian Shrine, but other forces are also watching.

"What? Lu Ming? Is Lu Ming among us?"

In the Fu Puppet Sect, most of the people were also shocked and looked at each other one by one.

Bai Shijin, Du Songjue and the others' faces sank.

"Little beast, don't think that you can hide from me by hiding in the crowd, but you are actually in the Fu Puppet Sect? Hmph, how do you die?"

Wang Shengtian sneered.

The eyes of the other five supreme beings turned cold as they looked at Lu Ming.

In the battle that day, they also lost all face. The six Supremes joined forces, but none of them took down Lu Ming as a junior.

"Lu Ming? Who is Lu Ming!"

Bai Chixue widened her eyes and glanced around.

"Hide? Why do I need to hide? What can you do to me here?"

Lu Ming spoke, and his clear voice spread throughout the audience.

After saying that, he strode out and came out of the crowd.

This place is the entrance to the battle of luck, which is extremely mysterious and has a powerful suppressing effect.

The older people come here, the more severe the suppression will be. For example, Wang Shengtian, a supreme being who has lived for thousands of years, comes here and can only exert his cultivation at the Spirit Embryo Realm at most. What is he afraid of?

This is a well-known thing, otherwise, he would not have come here openly, and Yan Kuangtu and Jiuyang Supreme would not be relieved and did not follow.

As soon as they entered here, those strong men could not exert much combat power.

At first, Lu Ming didn't want to be discovered, he just wanted to save some trouble, but since he was discovered, he should stand out generously.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Ming.

"Tianyun? You... are you Lu Ming?"

Bai Chixue's eyes widened and she was stunned, her eyes were full of disbelief.

Tianyun, it's actually Lu Ming?

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