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"Mo Tian's eyesight is really good, actually accept such an apprentice!"
The demon's soft voice sounded again.
Emperor Yiwu Emperor and Emperor Emperor's Emperor, both gleamed in their eyes.
Even those who are capable of awakening the blood of the god-level and eight-level bloodline, even the powerful emperor of the martial arts are heart-warming.
"What about **** level eight? Kill you as usual!"
Wang Fiantian launched a terrible offensive, constantly attacking the fat man.
Although the bloodline level of the fat man is high, the cultivation base is weaker. It seems that it has just broken through the sixth weight of the spirit fetus.
However, the fat man was fighting for no merit but seeking no thoughts. He was defending all the way, and finally took out a huge shield to isolate Wang Fiantian's flame.
Wang Fiantian continued to attack and the fat man yelled, but for a time, he could not break it.
Time is running out. Suddenly, the eight battlefields vibrate, the mask shines, and all the people in the battlefield are sent out.
It's an hour.
"Haha, want to deal with Uncle Ben, dream!"
The fat man found himself in the stands, laughed arrogantly, and looked provocatively at Wang Fangtian on the other side.
Wang Fiantian's eyes will burst into flames.
"Fat, you actually awakened the blood of the god-level and eight-level bloodline, great!"
At the moment, a huge axe, eight golden chakras, gleaming, and Bai Chixue stared at the fat man in shock, floating above his head.
Lu Ming was also surprised, did not expect the third bloodline of the fat man awakened, so horrible, it was actually a god-level eight.
No wonder when he first met, the fat man was mysterious, and Lu Ming asked him, he didn't say it yet.
All around, countless eyes are looking at the fat man, there is shock, envy, jealousy.
"Hahaha, laughed, laughed, this is talent, there is no way, born!"
The fat man was so proud that he laughed in the sky.
Seeing others look at his gaze, he felt very fortable and his smiling eyes could not be opened.
"God is really unfair, actually let this dead fat man awaken the **** level eight bloodline!"
In the Emperor Tianjin Palace, someone gritted his teeth.
"Yes, it's a waste, like flowers on cow dung!"
Someone said again.
The fat man twitched his ears a few times. Hearing these words, he suddenly felt unfortable and stared at these people with unsightly eyes. Doomed to be in the world, stepping on you all under your feet!"
"Damn, this fat man, is really arrogant!"
Those people almost vomited blood.
Emperor God, Blood Sword One, Ao Tu and others also looked at the fat man with dignified eyes. The fat man is still a little lower in cultivation, but once he grows up, he will be their enemy.
"Ok?"
At this time, many people looked at Lu Ming, and then they were stunned.
The dragon of luck above Lu Ming's head is too big, too long, a few hundred feet, which is amazing.
They originally thought that Lu Ming was going to be killed by Luotian or Tianjiao in the battlefield on the eighth battlefield. They didn't expect to be alive, and the length of the Dragon of Fortune became even more terrifying.
"What? Lu Ming killed Luo Tian!"
When they knew the truth, they were shocked and dumbfounded.
Lu Ming, can actually kill Luo Tian? How could Lu Ming's bat power be so strong?
Before the battle of luck began, some people who thought that Luo Tian had good luck and had split up with Lu Ming to a battlefield had pale faces and cold sweats.
This is where luck is good, it is almost extremely bad luck, if they are divided into the eighth battlefield, maybe Luo Tian will end the same.
They knew that they all underestimated Lu Ming.
Emperor God and others, looking at Lu Ming's eyes, were also somewhat surprised.
At this time, the eight battlefields on the battlefield had all disappeared, and the appearance of the battlefield was restored again. At the same time, eight rays of light fell on the eight people.
They are: Lu Ming, Emperor God, Ao Tu, Blood Sword One, Corpse Fight, Feng Xuan, Dongfang Jade, Wang Fangtian.
Eight people are the eight people with the highest luck value on the eight battlefields.
Among them, Fu Yangzong was only Lu Ming.
There are three people in Emperor Tianshen Palace, with the largest number, Emperor God, Dongfang Jade and Wang Fentian.
There are two celestial corpses, blood sword one and corpse battle.
The two in Tianyao Valley, Ao Tu and Feng Xuan.
Feng Xuan is an extremely beautiful woman, Tian Pei Valley's peerless Tian Jiao, with Phoenix blood in her body.
Next, the eight major arrogances will pete in pairs to pete for luck.
As with the previous rules, if you are defeated, you will get half of the luck from the opponent. If you lose, you will be taken 90% of the luck. If you are killed, all the luck will be owned by the other party.
Next, is the final duel of the battle of luck, and the most pinnacle duel, each of which is extremely powerful.
Among them, Lu Ming is a group of dark horses.
There are also a group of dark horses, namely Fengxuan in Tianyao Valley, both of whom are regarded as the newly rising Tianjiao.
Others are all arrogances.
Ao Tu is a natural arrogant believed to be able to pete with the emperor and god. Some people think that Ao Tu is stronger than the blood sword one ranked second in the Qianjiao list.
Not to mention Emperor God, Qianjiao ranked first, and most people believe that Emperor God is the first genius of Donghuang's younger generation, unmatched.
Dongfang Jade ranked third in Qianjiao.
Corpse battle, Qianjiao ranked fourth, Wang Fiantian, Qianjiao ranked fifth.
Everyone is looking forward to the next matchup. After this battle, Qianjiao should be re-ranked.
Buzz!
Of the eight rays, six of them disappeared, leaving only two.
Together, Lu Ming, and Wang Fangtian.
In the first battle, it was actually Lu Ming who opposed Wang Fangtian.
Everyone's eyes fell on the two.
Wang Fiantian looked at Lu Ming, and a strong murderous opportunity burst into his eyes.
"Burn the sky, can you be sure?"
The owner of the Wang family asked.
"His luck is mine!"
Wang Fiantian licked his lips, revealing a greedy look, and moved on the battle platform.
"Lu Ming, if you really lose, you can admit defeat!"
Juniper never whispered.
"Haha, I believe Lu Ming will win!"
Yan Fanatic laughed.
"Fat man, you were just burned by this guy. I will avenge you now!"
Lu Ming smiled, stepped out and landed on the battle platform.
Above them, there is a real dragon of luck.
At present, Wang Fiantian's true luck dragon is fifty feet long, but in front of Lu Ming's true luck dragon, it looks like a small one, and is overlooked by Lu Ming's true luck dragon.
"Lu Ming, I want to thank you and get so much luck, because wait a minute, it will be mine!"
The light of greed in Wang Fiantian's eyes is more intense.
"You are very confident, Luo Tian was so confident before, and finally I was slaughtered!"
Lu Ming laughed, showing contempt.
"Huh, don't pare Luo Tian with me, fight with all my strength, I can kill him too!"
Wang Fiantian said coldly.
"Oh? Really? Then shall we decide the battle of life and death!"
Lu Ming said lightly, but the words shocked everyone in the scene.
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