Chapter 1140: Kill all

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"This this..."
The middle-aged big man was stunned and froze there.
Among the seven spirit realm Mocha tribes, there is also the highest spirit fourfold existence, instantly killed by Lu Ming, a middle-aged man suspected of dreaming.
Moreover, Lu Ming looks so young, such fighting power is simply incredible.
"This big brother, solved it!"
Lu Ming smiled, the blood of Jiulong was put away, part of his mind was separated, and he began to refine it.
"Little... the little brother is amazing, really amazing, I admire my brother!"
The middle-aged man stammered.
Lu Ming smiled slightly and didn't say much.
"My name is Du Shan, what do you call the little brother?"
Middle-aged Dahan Road.
"Lu Ming!"
Lu Ming answered.
"Brother Lu, my elder brother has something important for me, so I can't accompany you anymore, little brother, be careful yourself!"
Du Shan said, he would fly in one direction.
"Brother Du, what are you doing? Maybe Lu Ming can help!"
Lu Ming stopped Du Shan, and finally met another human warrior. Lu Ming was about to ask him about Xie Nianqing's news. How could he easily let Du Shan leave.
"Hey, my human race gathering place is under siege from the Mocha tribe. I got the news that I have to rush back to rescue. I didn't expect to be blocked by the Mosha tribe here!"
Du Shan sighed, anxious.
"Human gathering place? I will go with you!"
Lu Ming's eyes lit up.
"Okay, with a little brother together, maybe there is a rescue!"
Du Shan's eyes were also bright.
Lu Ming’s unprecedented combat power was extremely unpredictable and extremely powerful. He also wanted Lu Ming to help him, but Lu Ming just rescued him, and then asked Lu Ming to take risks with him. He was really embarrassed to speak. Shi Luming proposed that he was overjoyed.
At the moment, Dushan led the way, Lu Ming followed Dushan and flew towards the north.
After flying for hundreds of thousands of miles, Zhentian shouted a killing sound in front of him.
In the distance, you can see a fortress made of exotic metals in front of you, and there is a fierce battle around the fortress.
There are thousands of Mocha tribes surrounding the fort.
Among them, there are many strong breaths, Lu Mingling swept away, and found that there are dozens of Demon Brakes at the level of Spirit God. Others are all high-level Devil Braces.
In the fortress, there are very few people, about twenty or so, all of them are spirit gods, and they are at war with the Mocha clan, but they are clearly at a disadvantage.
"Human, die!"
With a scream, one of the Mocha tribes was extremely powerful, holding a dark, spine-like bone spur in his hands, and his body was like lightning, killing a master of the human race.
The master of the human race has the spiritual cultivation of the triple gods, but in the hands of this Mocha tribe, there is no resistance, he is pierced by the bone spur, and even the screams are not issued, and he is killed.
Five peaks of spirit god!
Lu Ming saw at a glance that this Demon Tribe had the five-fold peak of the spirit god, and it was the strongest existence among the Demon Tribe, while the strongest among the human warriors was also the four-fold Spirit God.
"Damn, kill!"
Du Shan saw this, shouted, and rushed up with his battle axe.
"Another one to die!"
The five-fold spirit of the Deity, the Mocha clan, looked cold, swept towards Dushan, sneered, the magic gas rolled, a pair of flesh thorns, and the figure was like a lightning and rushed towards the landing.
A battle axe was suspended above Du Shan's head. It was Du Shan's bloodline, but a god-level fourth bloodline. Dushan became a battle axe and cut it towards the other party.
Ding! Ding!
Two crisp sounds sounded, and Du Shan's battle axe was blown away from a distance.
"Dead!"
The Mocha tribe screamed, the bone spurs in his hands were thin and long, but extremely hard and sharp, as if they could pierce everything and pierce towards Dushan.
laugh! laugh!
Two bitter sounds sounded, and the bone spurs of the Mocha clan pierced the tomahawk Dushan had transformed.
An angry roar came out of the battle axe, the battle axe shook, broke apart, and turned back into Du Shan's figure again, his face pale and his figure receded.
"dead!"
The Mocha tribe's eyes were cold, bone spurs pierced the air, and pierced toward Du Shan's eyebrows.
At this moment, a palm like a knife appeared suddenly and was cut on the bone spur. The terrible power burst. The bone spur was broken into dozens.
The palm knife cut across the direction and hit the shoulders of the Mocha tribe.
bump!
The shoulders of the Mocha tribe exploded directly, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball, dying the Mosha tribe of several spirits.
Roar!
Jiulong Jiulong exploded, engulfing the Mocha clan in it.
Those Mocha tribes in the realm of spirits were swallowed with energy and blood, and turned into dry corpses.
Those spirit gods with one, two, and three demon clan screams in horror, and under the power of swallowing, they turned into dry corpses.
Those human warriors were stunned.
The rest of the Mocha clan roared wildly and wanted to escape, but under the terrible swallowing power, they could hardly move even if they were caught in the mud.
"kill!"
Lu Ming rushed over, like mowing the grass, and wiped out all the Mocha clan.
Uh!
The five-fold spirit demon clan of the spirit was just injured and not dead. At this time, his wings fluttered into a magic light, and he wanted to escape.
He knew that there was a strong man from the top of the human race. Just one move just made him hit hard. If he didn't escape, there was only one way to go.
But he was shocked to find that he could not escape at all.
Lu Ming's figure, like a glimpse of floating light, instantly caught up with the five-fold Mocha tribe of the spirit and appeared behind him.
"Dead together, torrential rain storm!"
Seeing that they could not escape, the Mocha clan roared angrily, the devil qi soared into the sky, a pair of wings spread, and the whole body spun up in the air at a rapid speed.
A pair of wings, like two war knives cutting through the air, brings a stormy attack, like a terrible tornado, which can destroy everything and sweep towards the landing.
In Lu Ming's body, two dragon forces exploded, and then he performed the Prison of Heavenly Prison and slammed it down.
This palm, like a heavenly sword, has the power to suppress everything.
boom!
The magic brake clan formed a stormy attack and collapsed instantly. The palm was cut on the magic brake clan, and the magic brake clan was killed. All the energy and blood were swallowed by Lu Ming.
In the castle, those human races widened their eyes one by one, and it seemed that they hadn't reacted yet.
"Brother Lu Ming, thank you for saving again, otherwise, hey!"
Du Shan came over and thanked Lu Ming. He sighed quite a bit in his voice.
If it weren't for Lu Ming, he would have died long ago.
At this time, the human warriors in the castle reacted and flew over to thank them.
Especially when Lu Ming was so young, he was so awesome.
"I heard that the outside world is now arrogant, the younger generation is respected by the five giants, but in my opinion, Brother Lu is so powerful, I am afraid it is stronger than the young giants!"
A gray-haired old Ou sighed.
Every year, some people are exiled by the royal family, and those of them who have been in the Nine Serpent Demon Realm for a long time also know some things from the outside world.