Bab 1779: Pass the test

"Chaos finger!"

Without even looking, Lu Ming pointed with his finger. He used all his strength and a huge chaos finger of tribulation shot towards the crowd.

Wherever the finger of Primal Chaos tribulation passed by, several great saint three-eyed gods would be killed.

At this moment, Lu Ming was like a god of death, slaughtering the three-eyed God race without restraint.

"Damn it!"

kill him! the armored three-eyed God roared. If not for his severe injuries, he would have already killed Lu Ming.

"Surround him, surround him, surround him!"

The three-eyed God wearing battle armor roared.

Bang! Bang!

The remaining great saints of the three-eyed God race stepped into the void. With two of their peak great saints as the leaders, they formed an encirclement and rained down attacks on Lu Ming.

"Prison suppression!"

Lu Ming waved his hands and pieces of the prison-suppressing stele appeared around him, crushing down on the three-eyed Celestials.