Chapter 272

• Nine Yang Supreme was a figure infinitely close to a Martial Emperor, and his battle power was even more terrifying, to put it bluntly, such a figure could be used endlessly by just plucking a hair off his body, and it wasn't Lu Ming's character to not ask for some favours.
• Nine Sun Supreme's eyelids jumped straight up, the corners of his mouth were shivering.
• Divine grade martial arts? Divine Grade Pills? And dozens of them?