Chapter 740: The Powerhouse of the Celestial Sect

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Everyone who rushed in, there would be such a ghost image of the heavenly stele, and three breaths, called the stele.
As long as you kill others, or defeat others, you can capture the opponent's stele. When all three steles are taken away, they will be sent out.
And the final ranking is also based on the amount of stewardship.
In the world of the King of Monuments, there are only three days in total. That is to say, to get as much stele as possible within three days. After three days, the person with the most stele is this time. The first place in the ranking, and the top 108 in the number of monuments, is the final 108 places.
Therefore, these three days are destined to be cruel, and will be fought day after day.
Finding a place to hide can't get the final quota.
Xie Nianqing, Jian Feiliu, they are not nearby. Obviously, when they came in, they were scattered randomly around.
"It is said that in the world of the King of Heaven monument, you can't use the way of inscription, try it!"
Lu Ming waved his hands in a row and carved inscriptions on the ground.
Inscriptions flew into the ground, but in the next moment, the inscriptions dissipated directly and could not be attached at all.
Next, Lu Ming tried to inscribe himself with the inscription, and found that it was the same result.
"Sure enough, here, purely rely on martial arts cultivation behavior, not the way of inscription!"
Lu Ming thought.
"Oh, let me come out to breathe!"
Dan Dan didn't know when, and climbed on Lu Ming's shoulder again. Before that, Lu Ming had stuffed him into the Supreme Temple.
"Dan Dan, you should go back to the Supreme Temple. It's extremely mysterious here. I'm afraid there will be a big person to observe. Then you will be caught and burnt, but don't blame me."
Lu Ming reinserted the reluctantly into the Supreme Temple.
Later, Lu Ming chose a direction at random, rose into the sky, and flew towards the distance.
"Hand over your monument!"
Soon after, Lu Ming encountered an old man. Unexpectedly, the old man saw Lu Ming, turned around and ran, Lu Ming chased.
How fast is Lu Ming walking on Jiulong and Tiantian? After a few clicks, he caught up, and the old man vomited blood.
"All my monuments are given to you, don't kill me!"
The old man shouted in horror, and sighed in his heart. Unexpectedly, when he came in, he met Lu Ming, a demon.
The old man stopped and no longer resisted. He knew Lu Ming was going to kill him. He couldn't resist it.
Lu Ming strode forward and smashed the ghost image of the Heavenly King's stele above the old man's head. The three monumental gas above the old man's head flew into Lu Ming's shadow of the Heavenly King's stele.
At this moment, a beam of light shrouded the old man. At the next moment, the old man's figure disappeared and appeared outside.
After Lu Ming got three monuments, he continued to fly in search of the next prey.
Only three days, we must hurry up.
In the next three hours, Lu Ming met seven people in a row.
One person fought desperately and was killed by Lu Ming. The other six all surrendered and obediently offered their own monuments.
Lu Ming's stele turned into twenty-seven.
Outside, the crowd stared at the Heavenly King Stele, and the picture above was constantly changing.
"It seems that this time the strongest group of people must be young people."
"Senior figures, practice for a long time, but after all, the talent is limited, and it is difficult to compete with the peerless arrogance."
"Yes, this time, there are more geniuses, not only the top ten, I am afraid that the top 20 will be swept up by the young Tianjiao, as I just saw, Jiang Taixu, Wang Jue, Corpse King and others, almost no one can Enemies, swept all the way."
"Hey, look, that's Lu Ming. In front of him, it seems like the two old ghosts of the Celestial Sect!"
At this moment, the screen suddenly flashed and Lu Ming appeared.
At this time, Lu Ming was galloping forward, and on a mountain not far in front of him, two old men were hidden, exuding a cold air.
"The two old ghosts of the Celestial Sect are extremely powerful. This is the most promising candidate for the top 108 this time. This is interesting. Lu Ming is about to be ambushed!"
Many people have their eyes wide open, looking at the picture on the Tianwang monument.
Dongfanghao did not switch screens, and seemed to be interested.
Lu Ming naturally did not know that there were two masters waiting for him in front of him, he flew forward at a rapid speed.
Suddenly, two black shadows flashed quickly, and two sharp edges slashed towards the landing.
Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, and the spear burst out, sweeping towards the two shadows.
With a roar, Lu Ming's figure shook slightly, and the two figures backed away.
"Corpse!"
Lu Ming saw at a glance that two corpses were attacked by him.
Two corpses, majestic and tall, wearing black armor, holding two black war swords, a blood-red light flashed in their eyes.
"Hey, that kid named Lu Ming, the genius who stepped on the 20th ladder of the Heavenly King Stele!"
With a faint sneer, two figures in black robes appeared beside the two corpses.
These are the two old men. Only the skinny are left skinny. They look like two skeletons and are very gloomy.
The difference is that one body is filled with rich corpse gas, and the other is mad.
"Hey, such a genius, with unlimited potential, must be beheaded now, otherwise, it will be a big scourge for my Heavenly Corpse in the future!"
The smirking old man sneered.
"Only you two old ghosts?"
Lu Ming smiled faintly.
"Boy, your combat strength is good. None of us is probably your opponent, but when the two of us join forces, do you think there is a chance?"
The suffocating old man grinned. At the next moment, a huge bush grew under his feet. The coffin opened, and a dozen or so smelting corpses flew out in a row. The black war sword is extremely powerful.
Although these corpses are only at the level of the peak king, they are extremely powerful, much stronger than ordinary peak kings. This can be seen from the two corpses that have just been attacked.
And this old man, one person can control so many peak king's corpse, is terrifying.
"Do it!"
The breathless old man sipped low, and dozens of corpses screamed and slammed towards the landing.
At the same time, the ghostly old man also moved, punching out, ghosts crying and howling between heaven and earth, sultry, a black fist, slamming towards the landing and slamming away.
Qiang, these two old men are very strong, they are the kind of old monsters who have been practicing for hundreds of years.
"Behead you first!"
One shot swept out, three corpses were shot and flew, and at the same time a left hand punched out, offsetting the fist of the ghost old man, and he strode toward the dead old man.
"Want to kill me, die!"
The corpse old man showed a cold smile, manipulated the remaining corpses, and killed Lu Ming.
"Too lazy to waste time with you!"
Lu Ming put away the Infinite Dragon Gun and displayed the bursting star fist, which instantly became hundreds of fists.
Every punch is integrated into the three artistic concepts of wind, fire, thunder and thunder.
In particular, the two artistic concepts of Feng Lei, reaching the second level, can be called terrifying.
Hundreds of punches have drowned dozens of corpses.