All around, the countless spectators were discussing.
Mingsheng's expression was very ugly.
With his cultivation, he was forced to retreat by an Emperor-to-be, which was absolutely shameful.
"4th level mountain river palm!"
Mingsheng roared. He looked down from above and continuously struck out with his palms.
This time, four palm prints of mountains and rivers came crashing down on Lu Ming.
This level of power could be said to be incomparably shocking.
Lu Ming's expression was extremely grave as he felt a terrifying pressure.
He pushed his cultivation to the extreme. At the same time, he held the hammer of chaos in his right hand and held the void in his left hand. A battle sword formed in the void. It was the sword of death and was also made up of seven nomological laws.
death rule! Lu Ming has really mastered two ultimate maxims!
Someone exclaimed.
