Chapter 315 The King's Storage Ring

If there were thirty thousand red blood scale wolves and thirty thousand other martial artists in the martial arts realm to form an army, that would be the real terror and become an invincible army.

Lu Ming shook his head and smiled. It was just a thought. It was too difficult to achieve.

The red-blooded scaly wolf was easy to say, but it was too difficult for 30,000 strong martial artists.

Now, with the original 60,000 Zhenbei army, under Lu Ming, there are less than 5,000 martial artists in the martial arts realm.

Unless it was a force like the five major sects.

For example, in addition to young disciples, there were many other martial artists over the age of 30 and those in the martial arts realm. Together, they could probably exceed 100,000.

But that was the result of years of accumulation.

In the past few days, there was no movement in the army of the moon. It seemed that after that battle, the army of the moon also needed to be repaired.

Lu Ming, on the other hand, rushed into the depths of the plateau with his red-blooded iron horse to catch the red-blooded scaly wolf.

Roar!

Lu Ming rode the red blood scale wolf king and ran forward. On the side, Xie Nianqing rode the other red blood scale wolf king and followed closely.

On the other side, Qiu Yue also rode a red blood scale wolf and followed.

Seeing Lu Ming, Qiu Yue was in a good mood, with a smile on her face every day. She was bright and beautiful, and she followed Lu Ming all day, just like the little maid.

This made Xie Nianqing grit his teeth and complain all day that Lu Ming was a pervert, which made Lu Ming laugh bitterly.

Roar! Roar!

The red blood scale wolf army roared past and headed for the depths of the wasteland. Lu Ming asked the red blood scale wolf king to lead the way himself.

A few hours later, they came to a huge valley.

Ow! Ow!

Wolf howls rang out from the valley, and then one by one, red blood scale wolves appeared.

"Sure enough!"

Lu Ming was overjoyed.

Obviously, this is another group of red blood scale wolves.

Ow!

A huge wolf howled and a very large, ferocious red blood scale wolf came out.

This red blood scale wolf, regardless of its body shape or breath, was no worse than the red blood scale wolf king under Lu Ming.

Obviously, this one was the king of these red blood scale wolves.

Ow! Ow!

The red blood scale wolf king between Lu Ming's crotch and Xie Nianqing's crotch screamed, as if communicating with the red blood scale wolf king.

Roar!

After a while, the red-blooded wolf king let out a low roar at lu, his eyes showing confusion, and finally a provocative light.

"It seems that we still have to be strong to speak!"

Lu Ming smiled, then moved and pounced on the red blood scale wolf king.

Roar!

The red blood scale wolf king also pounced on him, one man and one wolf, fighting together.

Half an hour later, when lu ming continued to set off, there were more than five thousand red blood scale wolves behind him.

This was the number of the pack of red - blooded scaly wolves.

The red blood wolf king became Qiu Yue's mount.

However, Lu Ming was not satisfied and continued to search on the plateau.

On the plateau, the red blooded wolves had lived here for countless years.

In three days, Lu Ming found five pack of red blooded wolves.

These red blood scale wolves, the strongest group, had a total number of more than 10,000.

The worst was only two thousand.

Through the first two red blooded wolf kings, together with Lu Ming's strength, and the oppressive aura of the howling moon wolf king on Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing, these red blooded wolves were subdued one by one.

Immediately, the total number of red blood scale wolves under Lu Ming exceeded 30,000, to about 32,000.

At this point, Lu Ming had to stop.

Because of the higher plateau, the monsters that appeared were too strong. Some of them reached four levels and eight weights, or even four levels and nine weights. Lu Ming and the others continued to move forward, afraid of heavy losses.

But there were more than 30,000 red blood scale wolves, which was enough.

Immediately, Lu Ming returned to Moon city with the red-blooded scaly wolf.

Needless to say, the tsunami of nature.

The Zhenyue army was envious, and the northern army, which had defected to Lu Ming, was ecstatic.

Lu Ming was not stingy and gave a few hundred heads to Ming Meng.

The rest, Lu Ming picked out more than 30,000 cultivators under his command to be the strongest, forming a red blood scale wolf iron mount.

The number was 31,000.

One thousand of them were called the red blood guards. They were the strongest and most elite of them, and they served as Lu Ming's guards.

Another 30,000 men formed an army, and Lu Ming temporarily handed over to Hua Ying for unified management and training.

Hua Ying's mount was also replaced with a red blood wolf king, which was easier to manage.

Lu Ming was relaxed.

He spent most of his time practicing, except for occasional sparring with Qiu Yue.

Lu Ming sits cross-legged in Supreme temple.

He had just refined hundreds of spiritual herbs and cultivated the body of all spirits to increase physical strength.

At this moment, he stopped practicing.

"Nine Dragon Steps into the Sky, it's really hard to practice. It's been so many days, and the first step has not been completed. But recently, I feel that I have learned something. As long as I continue to understand, sooner or later, I will be able to practice."

"There is also Three Ways Palm's third palm, the Heavenly Dao Palm, and there is no clue. If it can be refined, it will definitely become my trump card!"

Lu Ming thought.

Nowadays, practicing the The True Formula of the War Dragon and understanding the situation are necessary every day, and the other thing is to practice all kinds of martial arts.

Every day, Lu Ming felt that there was not enough time.

Thinking of this, lu ming moved and a storage ring appeared.

"The king's storage ring. What's in it?"

Looking at the storage ring, Lu Ming's eyes were filled with intense anticipation.

That's right, this storage ring is the one that Lu Ming got from Wu Wang in the ruins of the Dongyi nationality ancestors.

For this storage ring, Lu Ming had fought with Xie Nianqing before. In the end, Xie Nianqing chose a small jade sword.

There was a powerful Mingwen formation on this storage ring, and Lu Ming could not break it before. He could only grind it slowly with water.

Recently, however, Lu Ming felt that the Mingwen formation on the storage ring had loosened and was about to break.

"Today, break it completely!"

Lu Ming's eyes sparkled, and then his hands shone, and a strong stream of true energy rushed towards the storage ring.

The storage ring was suspended in the air, and there was a light curtain around it, but the light curtain had become very thin, and it was crumbling under Lu Ming's true breath.

"Break it for me!"

Lu ming drank softly, and the war dragon's true qi did not stop moving, like small real dragons rushing towards the light screen.

All of a sudden, the curtain of light emitted a brilliant light and expanded rapidly. When it expanded to a few meters, it burst with a plop.

The Mingwen array of storage rings was broken.

Lu Ming was overjoyed. He grabbed the ring and sank into it.

"How big!"

The first feeling was that the space for the storage ring was enormous. Lu Ming estimated that even if he threw a mountain into it, he could fit it.

Then, Lu Ming saw the mountain of items in the storage ring.

"This is? The Spirit soldier, the armor, the elixirs, and the secret recipe!"

Lu Ming glanced around and got a rough idea.

(The end of this chapter)