Gathering of the blood essence of Nine Dragons

Lu Ming was confident that he could win if there were only one, but if there were two or three, Lu Ming could only barely maintain a tie. If there were nine, Lu Ming could only run away in defeat.

Could it be that even he couldn't pass it?

Or perhaps, he could only pass it after he broke through to the Supreme-being realm?

Lu Ming had a few thoughts.

After a few more moves, Lu Ming rose and tore the nine blood-red Dragons apart.

Unexpectedly, after the nine Crimson Dragons were torn apart, Lu Ming continued to move forward but no other nine Crimson Dragons appeared.

After walking for a while, a huge underground cave appeared in front of him. As soon as Lu Ming entered, he heard a series of Dragon roars.

However, he could only hear the Dragon's Roar and not see its body.

"That's ..."

Lu Ming's gaze was fixed on the air in the cave. He was completely attracted.