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"Peng!"
Among the ruins, the earth and rocks exploded, and Naqi, who had been smashed into a human form by the Hunyuan Gate, crawled out of the ruins.
At this time, Naqi's bone spurs had been broken all over his body, his arms and chest bone armor were all gone, his hand bones were exposed, and half of his wings were cut off, hanging limply and dragging on the ground. on the ground.
That's the case on the outside, but the inside of his body is even more of a mess, the meridians have been shattered, and the internal organs, bones, and blood vessels were all shattered under the huge blow.
"The emperor has been defeated!"
"Emperor Naqi, known as the first person of the same rank in the holy race, will embark on the road of the true god in the future, but he lost to a human being."
In this battle, all the warriors of the Saint Race who watched the battle felt sincerely shocked, and unexpectedly, one myth was broken, and another myth was established.
They were extremely impressed by Lin Ming's strength.
As for the warriors of the human race, especially the young heroes, they all clenched their fists, with extremely [excited] expressions on their faces, and couldn't help cheering.
Lin Ming won!
The second place in the first martial arts competition of the human race defeated the first place in the first martial arts competition of the holy race!
At this moment, in the [center] of the battlefield, Lin Ming was holding the Hunyuan Gate, floating high above Naqi's head.
Naqi looked up at Lin Ming, with disheveled hair, like an angry beast, his eyes flickered fiercely, and his killing intent remained undiminished.
Lin Ming sneered, "You still don't admit defeat? Then I'll beat you to your heart's content!"
While Lin Ming was speaking, his body swooped down. To the saint geniuses, especially this arrogant Naqi who would become his enemy in the future, of course Lin Ming would not have the slightest bit of mercy. It would be the best thing to leave him with some sequelae!
At this moment, a cold shout came out of nowhere, "Stop!"
"call out!"
A black awn flickered. Like an arrow, it shot straight at Lin Ming!
Lin Ming was startled and hastily blocked it with the Hunyuan Gate!
There was only a bang, and the aftermath of the violent explosion hit Lin Ming. Lin Ming was not attacked by the black light. Instead, an old man in gray robe stood in front of Lin Ming, blocking the black light with a wall of true essence. Mans attack.
"call-"
The black awn shattered and turned into a pure Gang Yuan.
Lin Ming was standing behind the gray-clothed old man, looking at this shattered gray light, his heart skipped a beat, this gray light. Even without the gray-clothed old man making a move. Not to kill him. But it will definitely make him feel ashamed, and even his whole body will be full of energy and blood, and he will suffer serious trauma.
"Thank you senior for helping me out."
Lin Ming still didn't know the name of this gray-clothed old man. The other party was a powerful human race who was watching the battle at the Gray Blood Mountain Battlefield. The cultivation base has reached the half-step Tianzun realm.
"No problem." The old man waved his hand, and said indifferently, "It is also our duty to protect the young heroes of our clan. This old man is the seventh disciple of Master Tongtian, Lin Shaoxia, please be polite."
In terms of seniority, Lin Ming was countless generations lower than the disciple of the Lord Tongtian God in front of him, and the difference in cultivation and strength was also difficult to calculate. This gray-clothed old man is a person more noble than the Great Realm King, and he is definitely a high-level person among the human race. But because of Lin Ming's talent, this gray-clothed old man didn't mean to regard Lin Ming as a junior at all, instead he had a faint feeling of being friends with his peers.
At this moment. The void blurred for a while, and on the side of the saint race, a man in a black cloak slowly appeared. He was the one who shot out the Gang Yuan just now. He didn't intend to kill Lin Ming, but just wanted to make Lin Ming suffer.
Seeing the man in the black cloak, the grey-robed old man's expression darkened, and he said coldly, "You made the move just now?"
The black-robed man snorted coldly, "What's the matter? The emperor of our family has been so seriously injured, and he still wants to make a move. Is it because he wants to take Naqi's life?"
The black-robed man was tit-for-tat. Lin Ming couldn't see through his cultivation, but he was no worse than the gray-robed old man, otherwise he wouldn't have such a tough attitude.
He looked at Lin Ming scorchingly, without concealing the murderous intent in his eyes. However, after the high-level negotiations, the high-level leaders of the mortal race and the holy race were not allowed to fight. Otherwise, the scene like today is very likely to get out of control. At that time, there will inevitably be a bloody storm.
"You are so vicious at such a young age, your strength is good, but you can win against Naqi, but you are relying on foreign objects and making Naqi suffer. What kind of ability is relying on external objects?"
The man in the black cloak was naturally talking about the Primordial Gate. In his opinion, if Lin Ming hadn't sacrificed the Primordial Gate at the last moment to defuse Naqi's mad dragon charge, then Lin Ming might have been hit by Naqi at that time. Got seriously injured and vomited blood.
As a result, because of Lin Ming's magical stroke, it was Naqi who was seriously injured and vomited blood. This also made that round a turning point in this battle.
Lin Ming sneered, and said, "Losing is losing, winning is winning. Is the psychological quality of the saints so fragile? Every time you win, you become more and more arrogant. Losing a game, you can't accept it?"
"Hehe, you have taught me the opposite. I am too lazy to argue with you, a junior, so I will let you be proud for a while. Anyway, you dig your own grave, and your lifespan is only about a hundred years. After a hundred years, you and the Holy Fortune If you fight, you will definitely die without a place to bury yourself, maybe you won’t survive that time at all!”
The man in the black cloak smiled ferociously, and with a flick of his hand, a black light emitted, rolled up Naqi, and took Naqi into the cave. Then his figure flashed and disappeared directly.
For a moment, only Lin Ming and the gray-robed old man of the human race were left in the center of the battlefield.
All the saint warriors in the field felt very frustrated, feeling like they were being overwhelmed.
The Saint Clan had won many battles before, but the sum of those battles was not as important as the battle between Lin Ming and Naqi.
Because this is the pinnacle duel, it symbolizes the strongest strength of the young generation of the human race and the holy race. No matter what the reason is, the loss of the holy race clearly proves that the younger generation of the holy race is inferior to the human race.
What's more, among the human race, there is an extremely mysterious Bingmeng who has never appeared since the beginning. Bingmeng is the number one martial artist in God's Domain, and she has at least similar strength to Lin Ming.
When Lin Ming flew back from the battlefield, there were tens of thousands of excited human warriors waiting for Lin Ming!
Nine years ago, Lin Ming won the second place in the first martial arts competition in God's Domain and tied with Bingmeng. Many people cheered for Lin Ming, but they were far from as enthusiastic as they are today!
After all, the first meeting of martial arts was just a battle within the human race, but this time it was a battle with the holy race.
It is a contest between the younger generations of the two major races who is stronger and who is weaker!
Tens of thousands of warriors are cheering. There were also many people who took out the ultra-long-distance sound transmission jade slips and excitedly passed on this news, and some people had already recorded the beginning and end of the battle with the battle array disk.
This news is bound to cause a sensation among the younger generation of the human race, and even the older generation of warriors.
The current human race is really eager for a complete victory to boost their confidence and morale!
Just ten short days. The news of Lin Ming's victory over the emperor's son Naqi. Then it spread throughout the God Realm!
When the news was passed back to the Inheritance Heaven Realm and the Red Light Realm. The most excited ones are the warriors of the ancient Phoenix clan.
They were Lin Ming's true fellow sects, and being able to live in the same sect as Lin Ming and other people was definitely something that one could be proud of for the rest of their lives. Even in the future, when they accept apprentices, they can brag to their disciples - back then, as a teacher, they were in the same sect as Lin Ming, the youngest hero who defeated the Saint Clan.
At this time, in the void of God's Domain, in a ghostly spirit ship, a tall young man was sitting on a seat. Holding a glass of blood-red wine in his hand, he sipped the wine while watching the battle scenes evolved on the battle array. These scenes were exactly the battle records of Lin Ming and Naqi.
This tall young man. It is the Holy Son of Creation. He kept smiling until the battle was over, and slowly put down his wine glass.
"His Royal Highness, this Lin Ming is a threat!" Beside the Holy Son of Fortune, a seductive woman with wheat-colored skin poured another half a glass of wine for the Holy Son of Good Fortune. She had a delicate dagger tied on her thigh and was wearing a short leather jacket. Armor, which perfectly sets off her fit and sexy figure. In the previous negotiations on Putuo Mountain, this woman has been following the Holy Son of Creation.
"Threat? Hey, if you give him a thousand years, he might really grow into a character. Unfortunately, he doesn't have this time. Just ignore him and let him jump around for a few days. In my eyes, this battle It’s just a child’s game, and it has no meaning other than making a group of people who haven’t grown up cheer for a few days! I already knew they were going to fight, and I didn’t even bother to pay attention, otherwise I would have been there to see for myself.”
The Holy Son of Creation sneered and said, the enchanting woman was slightly taken aback. The confrontation between the first genius of the younger generation of the Human Race and the Saint Race, which is related to the honor of the two races, was actually called a child's game by the Holy Son of Fortune? This is a bit over, after all, both Lin Ming and Naqi are likely to grow into true gods in the future, and this battle may not necessarily affect their own development in the future. If you can win, it will be of great benefit to the accumulation of confidence in the future.
Seeing the thoughts of the enchanting woman, the Son of Good Fortune smiled and said, "They have unlimited potential in the future. Unfortunately, the war between the human race and the saint race will not wait until they grow up. We don't care about them, and I don't have time to care about them. What will break out in the future will involve the rise and fall of our holy race, and the jihad that will involve the survival of the human race. How can it be affected by a fight between two juniors of the divine transformation period and the holy transformation period? Come, follow me to the demon clan one trip!"
"Monster clan?" The enchanting woman was slightly taken aback, "Which monster clan?"
The demon clan in the impression of the enchanting woman has two branches, one is the demon clan of the God Realm where the human race is located, and the other is the demon clan of the Saint Luotian where the saint clan is located.
The Son of Creation licked his lips and said with a smile: "Of course it's the demon race in the God's Domain. As far as I know, the relationship between the demon race and the human race in the God's Domain is not very good. Hehe, an enemy's enemy is a friend, isn't it?" ?As the future holy emperor, what I want to pay attention to is the general trend after the holy war begins, not the battle between two juniors." The Holy Son of Good Fortune said, pointing to the battle array on the table, "Give me this kind of thing Just take a look, don’t panic, it’s no big deal, understand?”
The voice of the Holy Son of Creation carried the aura of a superior person. The enchanting woman paused, nodded slowly, and said, "Yes, Your Highness, I understand..."
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