Chương 4077: The power of the great binding technique

Sa Dao charged at Lu Ming. His right arm was as red as fire, as if it was condensed from lava. Before he even reached Lu Ming, the scorching and violent aura was already rushing wildly at him.

Facing this aura, even an ordinary eighth level divine Emperor expert wouldn't be able to withstand it and avoid it.

However, Lu Ming's expression remained calm. There was even a hint of anticipation.

This was because he was about to obtain another drop of valuable demon blood.

"Die!"

Seeing that Lu Ming did not Dodge, sa Dao's expression turned ferocious. He threw a punch at Lu Ming with his right arm, which was red.

As he punched, his fist grew rapidly to the size of a small mountain. It headed towards Lu Ming. The terrifying aura made the other heavenly Palace's proud sons of heaven turn pale with fear.

"Mu Yun, quickly retreat!"

Someone shouted.