Once his cultivation was destroyed, the corpse of the Lord of the Earth stopped in the air and remained motionless.

"Don't kill me!"

The corpse guard screamed and begged for mercy.

"Say, where are the rest of you?" Lu Ming asked.

"Just in a plain a hundred thousand miles ahead, I beg you to let me go!"

The corpse guard begged for mercy.

Buzz!

The spear shook and the corpse guard was divided into pieces.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of storage rings flew into Lu Ming's hands and disappeared.

"Lu Ming, I didn't expect that you would have grown to this point after a while."

At this time, the three members of the Xuan family and two guardians flew over, and one of them said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, I have lived for hundreds of years. Young Master Lu Ming is the strongest genius I have ever seen."

The middle-aged man from the Xuan family also smiled flatteringly.
Chapter completed!