Chapter 911 Beheading 2 Great Talents

Jiang Taichong stopped in front of Lu Ming, and behind him, Wang Yan rushed up again.

Lu Ming can't escape!

But at this moment, Lu Ming's face was extremely calm, and there was even a trace of murderous intent.

"wrong!"

For some reason, Jiang Taichong's heart suddenly jumped, and he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis, but he couldn't think of where the sense of crisis came from.

Is it Lu Ming? Impossible, Lu Ming's cultivation base cannot be their opponent at all.

Wang Yan was already approaching.

At this time, Lu Ming stepped heavily, and dense inscriptions suddenly appeared on the ground, and several large formations emerged.

"For a moment, you also want to deal with us, dream!"

Wang Yan sneered, but the next moment, his face changed drastically.

"No, this is a seventh-level formation, how could you engrave a seventh-level formation in an instant?"

Wang Yan screamed in disbelief.

A seventh-level formation can be engraved in an instant, which is impossible for ordinary seventh-level inscription trainers, only seven-level inscription trainers with high spiritual power can do it.

How could Lu Ming do it?

"No, back!"

Jiang Taichong's face changed greatly, and his figure was about to retreat.

But it was too late, the formation method shone brightly, and golden vines condensed out, entwining towards Jiang Taichong and Wang Yan.

"break!"

Jiang Taichong's body was filled with an incomparably sharp aura, and when he waved his hand, a sharp sword qi burst out and slashed on the vines.

But with one strike, only a few vines can be cut off. This kind of vine, called the golden rattan, is a seventh-level primary formation. The golden rattan is condensed out of a large array, which is extremely tough and invulnerable to water and fire.

Wang Yan also roared again and again, and the flames filled the air. He wanted to burn the vines. Although he could burn them, the speed was very slow.

For a while, the two were entangled.

Lu Ming sneered,

Continue to inscribe the great formation, endless inscriptions, shining on Lu Ming's feet and palms, blooming, purple spiritual fire, jumping between Lu Ming's eyebrows.

"A seventh-level inscription refiner, he is a seventh-level inscription refiner, rush out, you must rush out!"

Jiang Taichong roared in horror and charged hard, cutting off the vines one by one.

A few golden rattan formations naturally couldn't completely trap Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong, but Lu Ming's purpose was just to stop them, it was enough.

hum!

On the ground, another formation emerged.

This time, it was a seventh-level intermediate formation, the Frost Hunting Formation.

Arrays are generally divided into elementary, intermediate, advanced, and top-level.

Such as the seventh-level primary formation, it is enough to deal with the warriors of the first to third level of the spiritual embryo, and if used well, it can kill the warriors of the third level of the spiritual embryo.

But Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong, although they were only at the first level of the Spirit Embryo, their combat power was able to kill the fourth level of the Spirit Embryo, and the seventh-level primary formation had little effect on them.

But the seventh-level intermediate formation is different.

A seventh-level intermediate-level formation can deal with powerhouses from the fourth to sixth levels of the Spirit Embryo Realm.

However, although Lu Ming's spiritual power is incomparably strong, far surpassing that of an inscriber of the same level, he has just broken through the seventh level after all. If he wants to instantly engrave a seventh-level intermediate formation, he still can't do it, and it will take some time.

The golden rattan formation had blocked Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong's time, enough for him to engrave the seventh-level intermediate formation.

call out! call out!

Twelve ice-condensed spears appeared, exuding an incomparably icy aura, pierced through the air, and charged towards Wang Yan and Jiang Tai respectively.

boom!

Wang Yan slammed his fists out, and the terrifying flames filled the air. He wanted to melt the ice spear, but what shocked him was that the ice spear pierced the fiery punch, but only shrunk in a circle, not completely melted, and continued towards Wang Yan assassinated and left.

Jiang Taichong continued to slash the ice spear with all his might, and although he finally blocked it, it was also very difficult. A layer of hoarfrost appeared all over his body, and he trembled as if he was about to freeze.

call out! call out!

To their despair, another ice spear condensed out, this time, twenty-four.

Twelve roots per person, assassinated and left.

The two tried desperately to resist, but the ice spears were terrifyingly powerful. Although they resisted, they were both injured, but then, more ice spears emerged.

what! what!

Then, with two desperate screams, Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong were pierced by several ice spears, and they were frozen in place.

"No, don't kill me!"

Wang Yan shouted in horror.

Although the battle of luck is dangerous, it is full of opportunities. No one participates in the battle of luck and is here to die. They all want to get a big chance and get boundless luck.

Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong are naturally the same. They want to get a great opportunity in the battle of luck, get the great luck, stand out from it, surpass those stronger geniuses, how can they think that the battle of luck has only started in less than a month , is about to die, how can I be reconciled?

"Wang Yan, have you forgotten what I said? I said, I will kill you!"

Lu Ming's indifferent voice sounded.

Immediately with a wave of his hand, the ice spear appeared and stabbed out again.

"no no!"

Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong screamed in terror, but they couldn't change the ending.

The ice spear passed through the hole between the eyebrows of the two of them.

Immediately, the blood of the Nine Dragons appeared, and the power of devouring erupted, swallowing the two.

It didn't take long for the refining to be completed.

Jiang Taichong, what he cultivated is the artistic conception of the sword, which is of no use to Lu Ming. At that time, Wang Yan's artistic conception of flames will make Lu Ming's artistic conception of fire break through and step into the third level.

However, Lu Ming's bloodline did not improve.

The bloodline of the Suppression Monument is the third level of the god level, and the bloodline of the Nine Dragons is the fourth level of the god level.

call!

After refining, Lu Ming exhaled a breath, then got up, and in front of him, luck appeared.

He found that the air luck value on top of air luck suddenly increased by 2,000.

This was because of beheading Wang Yan and Jiang Taichong, and their luck was deprived by Lu Ming.

Now Lu Ming's luck value is close to 5,000.

Immediately, his eyes turned to the stone door.

This stone door, he must break open.

Lu Ming began to inscribe the formation in front of the stone gate.

This time, it took half a day for Lu Ming to inscribe a seventh-level advanced formation.

Lu Ming can now make a 7th-level elementary formation in an instant, but as long as Lu Ming is given enough time, he can even set up a 7th-level top formation.

The formation glowed, condensed a huge hammer, and blasted towards Shimen.

The hammer condensed by the seventh-level advanced formation was many times stronger than Lu Ming's own attack.

boom!

The stone gate shook violently, as if it was about to be broken open.

"continue!"

The big hammers condensed out one by one and slammed on the door.

boom! boom!

The roar was incessant.

After more than a dozen consecutive bombardments, with a bang, the door was broken open, revealing a dark passage inside.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed, he waved his hand, and a puppet walked in first.

After seeing that there was no danger, Lu Ming also stepped forward.

After the passage, there is a huge underground secret room.

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