Everlasting Dragon Emperor (Myriad Paths of the Dragon Emperor) - Chapter 5990

The formation of the Death City was shattered, and dense cracks appeared. Lu Ming’s monstrous aura poured into the Death City, making the hundreds of millions of creatures in the Death City panic and feel that a catastrophe was imminent.

“Ancestor of Creation, bypass us.”

Those with weak willpower even knelt down directly, trembling.

This is the power of creation, and it is simply not something that ordinary creatures can contend with.

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In the end, the formation in the city of death was completely shattered, Lu Ming’s palm sucked and pulled, and immediately, countless celestial lights flew towards Lu Ming’s palm.

Lu Ming didn’t attack the creatures inside.

The creatures in the city of death are all existences under the creation. To Lu Ming, there is no threat at all, and no matter what his status is now, he no longer bothers to take action against these low-level creatures.

His goals are all kinds of immortal soldiers, natural materials and earthly treasures, immortal medicines and imperial medicines.

The area of ​​the True Death Hall is very limited, and it is used to overcome the chaotic catastrophe. It is impossible to open up a medicine garden to grow immortal medicines and imperial medicines, and the places for refining weapons and weapons are all in the City of Death.

All these treasures were captured by Lu Ming and kept in his pocket.

Although the existence in the True Death Hall was furious, there was nothing they could do.

After collecting a lot of treasures, Lu Ming turned around and was about to leave.

“Wait, fellow Taoist Lu Ming, wait”

The voice in the True Death Hall sounded again.

“What do you want? Don’t delay me going back to practice.”

Lu Ming shouted impatiently.

The existence in the True Death Hall roared in his heart: “You haven’t released the people who captured us!”

Of course, he didn’t dare to growl like that now, and said in a gentle tone; “Daoist friend, Huang Zang and Ming Gu are still in your hands, can you let them go?”

“Let it go? It’s not impossible, let’s exchange it with something.”

Lu Ming said.

The existence of the True Death Hall was full of anger, thinking about his status as the supreme clan, when did he humble himself with a superior clan?

In particular, the other party didn’t give face after humiliating.

But the strength is inferior to others, no matter how big the anger is, it can only be suppressed.

“what do you want?”

The way of existence in the death hall.

“Life bones.”

Lu Ming said lightly.

He still knows a little about some of the top treasures in the Death Hall, especially the dead bones of life.

A peerless treasure created from death to life, it can help Qingtian ancestor recover.

Lu Ming has been coveting for a long time.

The first ancestor of Qingtian sacrificed the Dazhenluo jade dish at the beginning, and the injury was too severe and almost irreversible.

In the whole world, there are only a few kinds of treasures that can help him recover.

The root of the tree of life is fine, but it has been smelted into the immortal soul by Lu Jie.

The seeds of the tree of life are also possible. Lu Ming proposed it back then, but was strictly rejected by the ancestor of Qingtian.

The tree of life is too important to Lu Ming and others, and it must not be wasted on him alone.

Other than that, there are only living dead bones in the Hall of Death.

Lu Ming has been planning for a long time, but he never had a chance.

And now, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Lu Ming will never miss it.

“No, you are a lion, absolutely not.”

The existence of the Death Hall couldn’t bear to growl anymore.

“alright, that’s fine.”

Lu Ming turned around and left.

He didn’t believe that the value of the two realms of creation was not as high as that of a dead bone of life.

Especially Huang Zang, the existence of the second step of creation, the top five powerhouses in the Hall of Death, losing it is a huge loss to the Hall of Death.

“wait”

Sure enough, the voice inside the Death Hall sounded again.

Lu Wu stopped.

“Life is dead, and the matter is of great importance. I can’t make a decision. I need to report to the true ancestor.”

The voice inside the Death Hall said.

“Then I will wait for your news.”

After Lu Ming said that, he left directly and returned to the Great Summer Palace.

He is getting stronger and stronger now, and his confidence is getting stronger and stronger.

Even if the True Ancestor of the True Death Hall came, he would still dare to fight.

In the previous battle, he hadn’t shot with all his strength.

Although the True Ancestor is strong, who knows who will win and who will lose if he has never fought?

Even if he loses, Lu Ming is absolutely sure to lead someone out.

In addition, on the surface, after all, he belonged to Zufuzhendian, and if Deathzhendian dared to kill him, Zufuzhendian would never sit idly by.

If they sit idly by, what will the other upper clans and even the Ping clan under Zu Fuzhen’s command think?

Therefore, he will have nothing to fear.

Lu Ming didn’t wait too long. An ancestor of the Creator of the Death Palace came, not the real ancestor, but an ordinary ancestor of the creator, who brought the dead bones of life, and exchanged the bright bones and bright bones with Lu Ming.

As for Huang Zong’s storage ring, his Chaos Spirit Treasure, and Ming Gu’s storage ring, Lu Mingrang has no intention of returning them.

The other party was not easy to mention, and walked away in a daze.

“Damn bastard, why didn’t the True Ancestor come down and kill this beast?”

After returning to the Death Hall, Huang Zang was so angry that his face was distorted.

All his belongings fell into Lu Ming’s hands. Countless years of accumulation were in vain, and it hurts to think about it.

“The true ancestor passed down the decree, and there are more important things to do later, so let’s not act rashly and startle the snake.”

Another creator ancestor said.

“Scare the snake? Who is the snake?”

Huang Zong was surprised.

The creator ancestor shook his head, indicating that the true ancestor didn’t say anything.

After Lu Ming got the dead bone of life, he immediately started to restore the ancestor of Qingtian.

In addition to the dead bones, some other accessories are needed, and Lu Ming has already prepared them.

Among them is a strand of real texture.

With the help of the profound meaning of creation, the Dazhenluo jade plate was urged to continuously attract the power of reality, covering the remnant soul of the ancestor of Qingtian.

Even so, it took three thousand years for the Qingtian ancestor to really recover, but his cultivation was only like that of entering the universe.

But with the background of Qingtian’s ancestor, returning to the peak is a very fast thing, especially after so many years of accumulation, even if he hits the realm of creation in the future, it is not completely hopeless.

Time flies, 300,000 years have passed since Lu Ming’s death to the Death Palace.

In the past 300,000 years, no real temple has come to Lu Ming because of Yoyo.

Lu Ming practiced daily, and his body transformed steadily.

But on this day, an explosive news came from the Ancient Sly Temple.

The more than 20 ancestors of creation who entered the Three Heavens in the Ancient Cunning True Palace to search for the Supreme True Treasure all died.

Including the True Ancestor of the Ancient Cunning Temple.

As soon as the news came out, there was a huge wave.

The entire real world was shaken.

The other Eleven True Halls used various means to investigate the authenticity of the news.

In the end, I learned that the news was true and absolutely true.

The soul cards of the more than 20 people in the ancient real palace were all broken. This happened a few years ago.

Originally, Gu Shou Zhendian wanted to suppress this news and prevent it from spreading.

But there is no impenetrable wall in the world. After covering it for several years, it finally couldn’t cover it anymore.

Countless people gasped and were stunned.

Those are the twenty first ancestors of creation, and the true ancestors are sitting in the town. How could they all die all at once, without even escaping?

Could it be that they were strangled by a few of the great halls?