The essence light race's combined attack took the shape of either a knife or a sword, and they charged toward Lu Ming.
"Get lost!"
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold. The spear of the God of War trembled and stabbed out. In an instant, dozens of spear gleams burst out and collided with the joint attack formation of these people.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The blades and swords exploded in an instant.
What followed was a series of screams.
Many of the people who had set up the formation were crushed by the destructive power and turned into ashes. They died directly.
At least 30 primelight tribe experts had been killed in an instant.
&Nbsp; the other members of the primelight race gasped and retreated in fear.
"This Lu Ming is too abnormal. We are not his match."
"Quickly send a message to the Daren."
Many of the primelight tribe members roared.
