Primitive divine body

The seven young men blocked Lu Ming's path of retreat, exuding a cold aura.

"What's the meaning of this?"

Lu Ming frowned.

"What do you mean? The primordial divine Qi is not that easy to absorb. You want to absorb it for free? impossible! Hand over your storage ring and you can leave!"

The snake-haired young man said.

Lu Ming sneered. This was daylight robbery.

"If you want my storage ring, let's see if you have the ability!"

Lu Ming said coldly.

He could also sense the cultivation of these youths. They were around the fifth level of the divine King realm. The strongest of them, the snake-haired youth, was at the sixth level of the divine King realm.

What did he have to fear with such a cultivation?

If these people were looking for death, he didn't mind sending them on their way.

serpent-man, you're so overbearing. Since when did this place become the flying league's territory? " At this moment, a disdainful voice came from another direction.