บท 3015: Primitive God

Divine energy surged from Lu Ming's body and formed a shock wave that spread in all directions. The power of the aura not only shocked the Qin family's Paragon, but also the other people around him.

Such an aura was simply stronger than the ninth level heavenly deity Qin clan's prodigy.

"Ice chains!"

Lu Ming muttered and nine ice chains rushed out from his body.

"Seven injury divine fist!"

At this moment, the Qin clan's heaven's favorite finally reacted. With an angry roar, his body glowed and he punched out.

A huge fist print, as big as a mountain, came crashing down on Lu Ming.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

&Nbsp; three of the ice chains struck the fist seal, causing it to shake and explode, but the ice chains were completely fine.

After refining the nine vines of the myriad rivers ice vine, the ice chains became extremely tough. It was impossible for the other party to break them.