Bab 1623: The great battle with young master blood prison

Twelve holy weapons surrounded Lu Ming. He held the Black Dragon Spear in his hand and cast thirteen accumulated power strikes.

Whoosh!

A huge spear radiance stabbed forward as if it was going to pierce through the heaven and earth. However, the spear radiance pierced into the blood sea and a huge passage was created. However, the blood sea churned and condensed again.

He didn't exert any strength at all. He felt like he had strength but no place to use it.

Buzzzzzz!

Lu Ming switched to his holy weapon sword and slashed out a vast sword aura. However, it was still useless and could not break the sea of blood.

a heaven's spiritual body is indeed powerful!

Lu Ming muttered.

This blood-robed young man's combat strength was not weaker than Wan Tiancheng's.

If Lu Ming summoned bubbles and refined his second body, he would be able to suppress the other party. However, it would be meaningless.

Lu Ming was here to train himself.

BOOM! BOOM!