Hand it over obediently

Many people laughed out loud!

It was really too funny, wasn't it?

An eighth level Emperor God actually wanted to Rob them of fifty to sixty Emperor gods. Among them, there were four second level Emperor God experts.

He had never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it personally.

How could he not laugh when he encountered such a thing?

Could it be that this kid didn't know their cultivation?

BOOM!

Someone took the initiative to release their aura. The aura of a first level God Emperor pressed towards Lu Ming like a wave. They wanted to let Lu Ming know how powerful they were.

However, Lu Ming did not move at all. He was like a rock. There was no change in his expression.

"I'll give you three breaths of time. If you don't hand over your comprehensions and imprints, hand over your lives. Three ..."

Lu Ming said coldly.

The laughter at the scene suddenly stopped.

Lu Ming was actually serious. He was actually counting down for them.

"Two!"