The great battle against the evil ghost king

When the spear light and the evil spirit collided, the evil spirit let out a roar. It was clearly the attack of the yin Fiend Race youth, but it seemed to be alive.

In the end, the evil spirit exploded with a loud boom. Lu Ming's figure swayed and he took two steps back.

"What?"

what? " the young man from the yin Fiend Race exclaimed. He sized Lu Ming up in shock. He did not expect Lu Ming to be able to block his attack.

&Nbsp; his fighting strength was truly unrivaled among divine Lords. Only a handful of divine Lords could block one of his attacks.

He was even more shocked when he discovered that Lu Ming's cultivation was only at the ninth tier of the God master realm.

&Nbsp; a ninth level God Lord actually possessed such battle prowess. Then, after reaching the peak of the God Lord realm, wouldn't he be even more terrifying?

Then wouldn't he, an existence known as an invincible Divine Master, become a joke?

Kill!

He must be killed!