Starting as a centurion, he fought his way through the chaos of the world.

Chapter 447 Terrifying Combat Power

When Lu Mingfei went out, his body had already grown larger, and the carriage beneath his feet was also growing larger, instantly covering the sky and the sun.

His swaying dragon robe could obscure the nearby stars; his body had now reached a terrifying height of 100,000 zhang, and his powerful aura rippled outwards.

It can make people feel suffocated.

Several Saint Venerable experts from the ancient clan, who had already reacted, prepared to defend against the attacks from the surrounding warships. They opened their protective shields, covering most of the warriors.

However, the arrival of Lu Ming and the other family heads forced them to abandon their protection of the warriors and focus all their efforts on defending against the attacks from above.

After all, the opponent had a terrifying record of killing a Saint Venerable.

What surprised them even more was that the human race had suddenly produced so many Saintly Venerables.

The Holy Venerable of the Wanbao Clan looked extremely unpleasant.

The army of Da Yu charged out, and the treasures he had prepared to suppress the luck were now basically useless.

He could only throw out a shield and hold it above his head, because he saw Lu Ming charging towards him. Facing this being who had once killed a Saint Venerable, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

The golden shield shone brightly in the air.

"boom!"

When the spear struck, dense sparks burst forth, blooming brilliantly in the starry sky.

Thick clouds rose from above the shield.

The burst of energy was astonishing.

At the same time, thousands of warships were already closing in.

Keep in mind, this is the attack power of a Saint Emperor.

With Lu Ming and his group holding back the Saint Venerables, the protection for the ancient army was almost nonexistent. Faced with such an attack, the warriors felt as if they were witnessing the end of the world, and they didn't even have the strength to escape.

Two-thirds of the ancient clans' Saint Emperor realm experts were killed in a single exchange, and those who survived were all wounded.

For ordinary soldiers, the aftershocks of the energy were enough to be fatal.

Clumps of thick blood mist drifted in the air.

Ninety percent of them were destroyed by the warships.

The few remaining people roared and howled; they were truly terrified.

Putting aside their cultivation level, they are actually no different from ordinary people. When facing death, they also feel fear and trepidation.

A suffocating atmosphere permeated the entire starry sky, eventually spreading everywhere.

The warriors of the Great Yu on the warship had no expression on their faces.

Just like during their usual training, they opened the immortal crystals in their Qiankun bags and poured them directly into the immortal furnace of the warship, instantly causing flames to burst forth.

The ballistae were put into operation again.

At this moment, the head of the Wang family was hiding in the crowd, looking at the scene before him. He could hardly believe it and thought he was dreaming.

They all knew the head of the Nangong family, and were very familiar with him. Now he had actually broken through to the Saint Venerable level.

"How can this be?"

He couldn't help but think that he had gone to great lengths to get in touch with the ancient clan, gain their recognition, and acquire pills that other humans did not have, but he still hadn't reached the Saint Venerable Realm. Yet the Nangong family head and the others had only been around for a few thousand years, how could they have reached such a level?

This was something he couldn't have imagined, no matter how hard he tried, and he was even less willing to believe it.

Especially in the Great Yu, the changes are even greater. What exactly is flying around in the surrounding starry sky, and why is it so terrifying?

Just now, he saw an ancient clan's holy emperor easily locked onto by dozens of warships and then torn apart.

The thought of the sheer number of these warships sent a chill down his spine.

The combined number of Saint Emperor level experts in their alliance probably doesn't even equal the number of warships they currently possess.

"Patriarch Wang, in a moment, we will break through to the rear. The strength of the Great Yu has exceeded my expectations. The rest is up to you!" The Ancient Scale Clan Chief said, his gaze fixed on Patriarch Wang.

Everyone knows that the Wang family's experts are actually the weakest in terms of combat strength among all human families. However, the reason they have survived until now and are on par with other families is because they are the best at escaping.

The Wang family possesses a primordial treasure called the Flying Shuttle.

It can teleport freely in space at a very fast speed.

Therefore, although the Wang family has experienced many hardships over the years, they have always managed to survive tenaciously.

“No problem!” the Wang family head replied quickly.

However, his steps were moving closer to the two elders of his clan.

The next moment, he grabbed their shoulders and shouted, "Let's go!"

Then, a shuttle appeared overhead, with three positions on it.

Clearly, only three people can be taken out.

As soon as the Wang family head finished speaking, the flying shuttle disappeared from its original spot.

At the same time, the spot where they had just stood was bombarded by a large number of crossbows.

Just as he was about to angrily berate the Ancient Scale Clan Chief, he was instantly engulfed by it.

He was killed in action, making this battle arguably the greatest loss the ancient tribe had suffered in many years.

The blood mist in the arena was in clumps.

The roars were like those of wild beasts. Apart from the head of the royal family, all the Holy Emperors and warriors died on the battlefield.

As for Lu Ming, he also gained something.

The golden spear in his hand instantly pierced the chest of an ancient clan's holy venerable, tearing half of his body apart, with blood mist surging, and it was clear that he could not survive.

However, this still made Lu Ming sigh.

The attack just now was originally intended for the Holy Venerable of the Myriad Treasures Clan, but the opponent had too many treasures, so it did not kill him.

They simply killed the people around the other party.

At this moment, the Holy Venerable of the Wanbao Clan looked at the surrounding scene, and a crimson glint appeared in his eyes.

"Emperor Yu, this battle has made you sworn enemies with my ancient clan. We are now locked in a life-or-death struggle!"

His words were laced with resentment and malice.

After all, the losses this time were too great; the elite troops brought by each race were all killed.

This is what they've accumulated over many years.

Moreover, Lu Ming's strength is too great; even the human race has improved now.

This rapid pace of development made them feel a huge threat; if they didn't kill Lu Ming, the Great Yu Dynasty would be destroyed.

In the end, it's likely that their ancient tribe will be the ones to suffer.

This is something he doesn't want to see, and he won't allow to see.

He slowly produced a token from his hand, without anyone noticing.

Clearly, he was about to use his trump card, because he knew that even though they had more Saint Venerable experts than the human race, Lu Ming was too strong. He had suppressed seven Saint Venerables of their ancient race single-handedly, which was beyond terrifying.

And at this time.

The elders of the Tianyin Ancient Clan, watching the scene unfold from afar, couldn't help but show a hint of excitement on their faces.

"We already overestimated our son-in-law, but now it seems we still underestimated him!"

(End of this chapter)