Time passed slowly, but Lu Ming had not appeared yet.

It took more than ten minutes, half an hour, an hour, and until two hours passed, Lu Ming still did not appear.

Some people are already a little anxious.

"Wannen, what's going on? Lu Ming hasn't appeared yet. What are you doing?"

"Is he dead inside?"

"No, if Lu Ming died inside, the strong men of the Tianshen Sect would definitely know. The strong men of the Tianshen Sect didn't speak now, which means Lu Ming is not dead yet!"

"Why does it take so long?"

After so long, even some people who are optimistic about Lu Ming have been shaken.

Before, Lu Ming defeated Mr. Lin strongly, making some people optimistic about him, thinking that even if Lu Ming can't get first, there will be no problem with the top three.

But now, many people are shaken.

Some people even speculate that Lu Ming and Mr. Lin may have used some secret technique to make his combat power surge in a short period of time, but there are huge sequelae. At this time, most of the combat power is insufficient and they are struggling to support it.

As time goes by, this view has been accepted by more and more people.

Lu Ming didn't know all this. He was still fighting against the attacks around him in the void channel.

Now, he has been constantly weakening the power of the Heavenly Master of the Prison, mainly using artistic conception to hone his artistic conception. As time goes by, his perception of the artistic conception of water becomes stronger and stronger, and the feeling of being about to break through becomes stronger and stronger.

After a few hours, suddenly, the five-color artistic conception surrounding Lu Ming's body, and the blue light suddenly flourished.

The blue light represents the artistic conception of water.

The artistic conception of water has a breakthrough and reached the level four perfection.

Now, there is only one kind of artistic conception left in the earth, and it has not reached the level four perfection.

If the artistic conception of the earth also breaks through to level 4 perfection, then Lu Ming just needs to find time to constantly devour and refine the raw stones, and Lu Ming's cultivation level can continue to break through and achieve the perfection of the spirit gods.

Of course, it is not that easy to reach the supreme level, and it is necessary to transform the artistic conception into the prototype of the domain.

The breakthrough of the artistic conception of water also slightly improved Lu Ming's combat power. Although it was not too much, it was better than none.

"It's OK!"

Lu Ming showed a smile, pressed his palm, blessed with the five-color artistic conception, and the power of the Heavenly Master of the Prison increased sharply.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lu Ming's palm was like a prison-suppressing heavenly monument, suppressing the heavens.

All around, the attacking power formed by the figures and formations were defeated one by one.

Lu Ming's speed was getting faster and faster, and he could not stop him at all.

In less than three minutes, Lu Ming rushed through a ten-mile journey. There was a platform ahead, and Lu Ming stepped on it.

"I've broken through, it's Lu Ming, he's broken through!"

As soon as Lu Ming appeared, there was a noise around him.

"It took more than two hours to get through, haha!"

Some people sneered and sneered.

Puff! Puff!...

When Lu Ming's figure appeared, the light spots that appeared in the first and second levels collapsed and dispersed one by one like bubbles.

In the end, only ten people passed this level.

"Um?"

As soon as Lu Ming stepped into the platform, he glanced at Xie Nianqing, Long Chen, Eden, Bingkong and others.

They looked at Xie Nianqing, smiled tacitly, and then nodded with Long Chen.

The eyes of Eden, Bingkong, Jian Zhan and others also fell on Lu Ming one by one, some solemn and some contemptuous, and some were all over the place.

In the void, ten people formed a circle, floating in the air, looking at each other.

At this moment, at the center of ten people, a light spot floated out, and slowly, a battle platform condensed and slung in the center of ten people.

It seems that this round of confrontation between ten people will begin on this battlefield.

Suddenly, two of them flew towards the battle platform.

"Eden and Tiehong!"

Everyone's hearts moved, and the two people flying towards the battlefield were Eden and Tiehong.

After the two flew to the battle platform, the platform under their feet automatically dissipated, and the two automatically landed on the battle platform and stood opposite each other.

It seems that the showdown is random, and the two of them will face off when they fly to the battle stage.

"Eden, fight!"

Tie Hong's eyes showed a fighting spirit, and his muscles and skin color were like divine iron, emitting a cold light.

"bring it on!"

Eden spoke very simply. With one hand, he held the void and the true energy condensed into a nine-stringed zither.

"Don't you need real spirit soldiers?"

Tie Hong's eyes turned cold.

"When you need it, you will use it naturally!" Eden spoke, his voice calm, but showed strong confidence in himself.

"Hmph, I'm so arrogant, don't regret it!"

Tie Hong snorted coldly, his muscles squirmed, and his whole body swelled, and the metallic luster became even more intense.

A pair of gloves appeared in his palm, and his footsteps stepped hard on the battle stage, and his body turned into a black light and rushed towards Eden.

With a punch, the entire battle stand was trembling violently.

"Cent, Cent..."

The nine-stringed zither in Eden's hand was suspended in front of him. He played the zither with one hand, and the sonorous sound spread out, like a golden sword and an iron horse, and thousands of troops were fighting.

The sound of the piano is filled with cold murderous intent.

Tie Hong's face suddenly changed, he shouted loudly, and his fists blasted out to the air continuously.

Yes! Yes! Yes! ...

Tie Hong bombarded the air and made waves of gold and iron intersecting, and sparks were lit up on his fist.

Buzz!

Around the battlefield, there was endless energy shooting, extremely sharp.

Fortunately, there is a layer of halo around the battle platform, blocking these attacks.

Swish!

Tie Hong was in mid-air, his body shook and he took a few steps back.

The nine-stringed lyre in Eden's hand also buzzed and he slid one meter backward.

“So strong!”

Many people's hearts trembled.

A brief battle allowed them to see their strength.

Tie Hong's cultivation level has actually reached the amazing peak of the eighth level of the Spirit God, stronger than Bing Leng, Ji Hongchen and others, and no less than Mr. Lin.

And Eden is even more unfathomable. Many people did not see the depth of Eden in the fight just now.

"Come again, the divine iron breaks the sky!"

Tie Hong roared, his whole body completely melted, like an invincible god of war, rushed towards Eden, and used his artistic martial arts.

Clam! Clam! Clam!...

Eden's piano sound also began to become rapid. At the scene, there were hundreds of millions of strong people fighting, and their murderous aura was shocking.

This kind of attack kills people invisibly and is absolutely terrible.

Yes! Yes! Yes! ...

The roars kept ringing in the air, even more intense than a blacksmith.

In an instant, hundreds of sounds rang out.

The iron louder sounds like a bell, and the more fierce the battles are, sometimes he completely ignores defense and launches a crazy attack.

His body is a supreme spiritual soldier with unparalleled defense and unparalleled attack power.

"Break it for me!"

Tie Hong's eyes showed a ferocious look.

He is the number one genius of the Shen Iron Continent. He has confidence and will not be weaker than anyone. Even the genius of the Shenxu Continent will be defeated.
Chapter completed!