Lu Ming, it was Lu Ming!

Lu Shaoqing, be defeated! The Reaper's harvest!

A cold and unpleasant voice was heard. The Grim Reaper's scythes in the hands of the twelve Grim Reapers drew a mysterious and strange arc, slashing toward Lu Ming.

Twelve death God's scythes were placed in all directions.

Dark Child, you are the one who is defeated today!

Lu Ming let out a long howl.

Roar!

The next moment, a deafening Dragon's Roar was heard. Nine Dragons appeared above Lu Ming's head, and a vast Dragon's might filled the air.

Lu Ming turned into a ray of light and entered the nine Dragons.

"Nine Dragons trampling the heavens!"

BOOM! BOOM!

The nine Dragon's nine claws stepped forward seven times in a row, each step stronger than the last. The vast power directly forced the 12 death gods back.

"Nine Dragons! Lu Ming! It's Lu Ming!"

"He's Lu Ming!"

At this moment, a few shouts of disbelief were heard.