Another black light burst out on Long Xian's body, like lightning.

Another scorpion tail.

Long Qian's secret technique is actually somewhat similar to the Ice Chain, and it is not only possible to use a scorpion tail.

In the previous sect competition, Long Xian only used a scorpion tail at most to solve the battle. No one knew that Long Xian could use a second one.

Lu Ming's eyes also condensed.

Fortunately, Lu Ming also reserved it, and he didn't use all the ice chains.

"Ice Chain, Go!"

Lu Ming waved his hand, and three more ice chains flew out, and several consecutive collisions sounded, successfully blocking the opponent's scorpion tail.

"You have actually cultivated all six ice chains to great success."

At this moment, Long Ying himself was shocked.

"I'm surprised like this, then continue."

Lu Ming waved his hand again, and nine ice chains appeared on his body, flying out, tangling towards the dragon dangerously.

"Nine Count..."

Long Xian's pupils contracted and with a low growl, a black light emitted from his body, and another scorpion tail flew out of his body.

Three scorpion tails!

Long Jian actually cultivated three scorpion tails.

Three scorpion tails and nine ice chains constantly collided.

When! When!...

The dense collision sounded, and in an instant, the two fought hundreds of tricks.

"So amazing, these two people are all monsters!"

"Longjian monster, Lu Ming even more monster!"

Lu Ming and Long Xian showed all the trump cards, which really shocked everyone watching the game. Even the elders of the inner sect could not calm down.

On the battlefield, two figures kept flickering, colliding, and fighting fiercely.

Those who have weak cultivation can no longer see the figures of the two of them clearly.

Not long after, the two fought for hundreds of moves before they separated and stood on the battlefield.

Who's winning?

Everyone was curious and looked at the two of them carefully.

"Look at it, Long Jian's aura is weaker, and his body is covered with a layer of frost."

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked at it and saw that Long Xian was covered with a layer of frost, and even his hair and eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost.

"I lost!"

At this moment, Long Qian spoke and actually gave in.

He looked at the nine flying ice chains behind Lu Ming, revealing deep fear.

Especially one of the ice chains, the cold air emitted was so amazing. During the continuous collision, he felt that the blood in his body was about to be frozen.

He needs to distribute a lot of divine power to resist the cold and continue the battle. He is definitely not Lu Ming's opponent.

"What? Long Announced Throwing!"

"Lu Ming won!"

Long Anglican admitted defeat, which made the scene in an uproar.

This result is really beyond everyone's expectations.

Before, many people looked down on Lu Ming at all, thinking that Lu Ming, a person of the third level of the True God, was crushed in minutes.

But now, even Dragon Venture, which is ranked sixth in the True God List, is not Lu Ming's opponent.

Lu Ming, is he still a human?

"If you cultivate the fourth scorpion tail, I will definitely not be your opponent."

Lu Ming also said politely.

Long Xian's strength is really amazing. Lu Ming has tried his best and still has not gained much advantage. It is the terrible cold air in the ninth ice chain that suppressed Long Xian a little.

If the other party has a fourth scorpion tail, Lu Ming may not be his opponent.

This battle made Lu Ming understand that he could not underestimate the heroes of the world.

There are countless magical techniques and terrifying secret techniques in the prehistoric universe.

It is normal to give birth to some extremely powerful perverts.

"If you lose, you lose. Besides, it's not easy to cultivate the fourth scorpion tail. I'm convinced in this battle!"

Long Wang was a man, but he was open and honest. After holding his fists, he moved his body and left the battle platform.

"Do you guys have someone to fight?"

Lu Ming looked around again, but no one responded.

Just kidding, Long Jian was defeated, who could still fight Lu Ming in the True God Realm?

If you go up, you will definitely lose.

"Are you going to fight?"

Longzhou Mountain opened his mouth and asked.

No one answered.

"Okay, since no one responds to the challenge, according to the previous agreement, Lu Ming will officially become the Holy Son."

Longzhou Mountain announced.

The Holy Son of Tianhong and the Holy Son of Fuguang were extremely gloomy and ugly.

Especially the Holy Son of Tianhong and the Holy Son of Fuguang, they really lost their wife and soldiers, and each suffered a great loss.

"Hmph, this is just the beginning. How easy is it to sit firmly in the position of the Holy Son?"

Shengzi Tianhong snorted coldly in his heart.

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Congratulations to the Holy Son of Lu Ming!"

Seeing that Longzhou Mountain had announced, some inner sect elders clasped their fists to Lu Ming for congratulations.

Of course, there are also some inner sect elders with gloomy faces and no words, like Yingcang's master.

"Sir, please be polite!"

Lu Ming could only respond with his fists.

In fact, he really didn't care about this saint son, but Longzhou Mountain wanted to force him to do so. Longzhou Mountain had a dragon blood curse in his body, so he could only obey his orders.

"Okay, this matter has ended here. This competition has officially ended," Longzhoushan announced it. He turned around and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Lu Ming. Lu Ming clearly saw that Longzhoushan's eyes were full of expectations and terrifying ferociousness.

"What's the idea of ​​this old guy?"

Lu Ming frowned.

After leaving Longzhou Mountain, the elders of the inner sect also left one after another.

"Lu Ming, no, Holy Son of Lu Ming, congratulations, congratulations!"

Yue Linglong immediately smiled and congratulated her.

"Brother Lu, congratulations."

Wu Zifeng also clasped his fists and expressed his joy.

"Don't congratulate me, I don't want to be this Holy Son?"

Lu Ming said helplessly.

When other disciples around him heard this, they were simply envious and jealous, and they wanted to step on Lu Ming a few times.

The Holy Son doesn’t want to be him, they don’t want to be him yet, it’s so annoying.

"Haha, it's too early to be happy now."

A cold voice sounded, and the Saint Son of Tianhong came step by step.

"Tianhong, what do you want to do?"

Ouyang Qingxiang also brought people over to confront Tianhong Shengzi.

"Don't worry, I won't take action."

The Saint Son of Tianhong glanced at Ouyang Qingxiang, then looked at Lu Ming and said, "To become a Saint Son, you must form your own faction and expand the strength of the faction, so that you can participate in the competition of the sect leader."

Speaking of this, the Holy Son of Tianhong glanced around and said, "I, Tianhong, are talking here. Whoever joins Lu Ming's faction will be an enemy of me, Tianhong!"

Threat, a bare-hearted threat!

The Son of Tianhong is threatening everyone. Anyone who joins Lu Ming's faction will be enemies of him.

The consequences of being an enemy of Tianhong's Son can be imagined.

"Tianhong, don't you think it's too despicable for you to do this?"

Ouyang Qingxiang said coldly.
Chapter completed!