Lu Ming killed more than ten experts in one move. He shocked the people outside the city and made them look terrible.
Even the battle in the sky had stopped. The experts from both sides flew back to their respective camps.
"Fellow Daoist, you've crossed the line!"
A middle-aged man descended from the sky and stared at Lu Ming. A powerful aura emanated from his body.
the second stage of half-Saint!
Lu Ming could clearly sense the other party's cultivation.
it seems that the world's metamorphosis has been going on for a long time. Even a figure at the second stage of the half-Saint realm has appeared!
Lu Ming had many thoughts in his mind.
"Come here, I have some questions for you!"
Then, Lu Ming looked at the second stage half-Saint and said indifferently, "
In Lu Ming's eyes, a second stage half-Saint was really nothing. His tone naturally did not have any respect. It even sounded like he was giving orders.