Chapter 851
- At this moment, Lu Ming was in a very poor state, his body was in severe pain, his head ached, as if his soul was about to be torn apart, and he had a blackout in front of his eyes, as if at any time, he was about to fall into a coma.
- “Hold on, hold on!” Lu Ming roared in his heart.
- “Madman, don't you want to know who killed me? It's this famous Martial Emperor in front of you, your Master Ancestor.”