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Lin Ming's prediction was right. After landing on the island, he soon met another acquaintance—Xing Chi from Mount Putuo.
Xing Chi was wearing a linen monk robe, which looked plain and clean.
There were only three people in the Putuo Mountain group, and they looked lonely. Neither the Zhan Buddha Emperor Sakyamuni nor the Great Freedom Buddha came.
"Benefactor Lin, long time no see."
Xing Chi clasped his hands together and smiled all over his face. After so many years, Xing Chi has not changed in any way.
He glanced at Lin Ming's cultivation level, his expression was slightly startled, but he felt relieved immediately, and said with a wry smile, "Benefactor Lin is truly an outstanding person, and the poor monk's cultivation was two small realms of high Lin Ming's benefactor, but now, he has fallen far behind. "
Xing Chi kept shaking his head.
With Lin Ming's current cultivation level, he has slowly left the younger generation behind.
But in fact, cultivation is still secondary. The most terrifying thing about Lin Ming is his combat power. After returning from Asura Road, Lin Ming practiced "Sura Heavenly Book" and inherited the blood of Shura. His combat power had an unimaginable leap.
"Brother Xingchi is too modest, let's go together."
Lin Ming also bowed back. Lin Ming had a very good impression of Putuo Mountain. Back then, the Great Freedom Buddha was kind to him. If it wasn't for the Bodhi tree on Putuo Mountain, Lin Ming's three martial arts would have been difficult to integrate.
The deeper you go into the island, the more heroes there will be.
In the center of the island, there is a suspended palace, which is also the place where the Demon Emperor's birthday banquet is held.
All kinds of divine birds and auspicious beasts are flying around the palace. They are so beautiful that they soar through the clouds and the fog.
In addition, there are also the chariots and spirit boats of the major forces. These vehicles are all expensive, and now they are gathered together, which is quite spectacular.
The people who can sit on the innermost seat of the palace are all heroes, and there are more than 20 strong people at the level of Tianzun.
As for the Junjie of the younger generation, although they could also enter the innermost floor of the palace, they could only sit in seats that were relatively far apart, including Lin Ming.
People like Mu Lingyue and Mu Qianxue who were not strong enough and had insufficient status also sat in the same position as Lin Ming.
From now on, the attendants of the major forces can only stay outside the Hanging Palace.
Sitting in his seat, Lin Ming was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, when suddenly, he felt a fierce murderous aura coming straight at him!
This murderous aura made Lin Ming's heart tremble, almost causing him to pull out the Phoenix Blood Spear instantly.
He suddenly turned his head to look in the murderous direction, only to see a tall man standing on a stone platform, two eyes locked on him like thunder.
This person is none other than Moshi Tianzun!
Lin Ming's breathing was slightly stagnant. He clearly felt a huge coercion enveloped him. At the birthday banquet, it was impossible for Moshi Tianzun to attack Lin Ming, but he couldn't help being angry and frightened Lin Ming with his own aura. , if it is an ordinary half-step holy master warrior, it is only a matter of minutes if he is shocked to death by Moshi Tianzun's aura.
"Boy, you still dare to come! How courageous you are!"
Moshi Tianzun's voice was icy cold, and the sound transmission resounded in Lin Ming's ears like thunder, as if it was about to burst Lin Ming's eardrums.
"Senior Mo Shi."
Lin Ming clasped his fists in both hands. In this violent storm, he could barely maintain his composure.
If Moshi Tianzun increased his coercion, he could only activate the power of the evil god, use more power, and even use the blood of Shura in the end.
"Who is your senior, don't try to get close to me! You took away my granddaughter Yuanyin, I will never let this matter go, even if Shenmeng protects you, I will ask you for an explanation!"
Moshi Tianzun's voice was ferocious, but Lin Ming just remained silent. As Shenmeng Tianzun said, Moshi Tianzun was angry, and he had a violent personality, and he couldn't tolerate others' disobedience and refutation, so Lin Ming didn't care what he said at this time. , will only usher in the opposite effect.
"Boy, starting today, Xian'er has nothing to do with you! Who do you think you are? In this catastrophe, you are just an ant. Do you think you are invincible because of your talent? In front of the true god, Talent is so useful!"
Moshi Tianzun was already in a state of desperation, his coercion increased again and again, and he deliberately wanted to show Lin Ming some color.
Lin Ming frowned slightly, he was about to unleash the power of the evil god and endure this coercion.
And at this moment, not far from Lin Ming, Tianzun Shenmeng gave a soft "hmm", this seemingly plain words, but like a gust of spring breeze, all the powerful aura exuded by Tianzun Moshi was blown away. scattered.
"Moshi, the Demon Emperor's birthday banquet, you seem to be in a bad mood?"
Tianzun Shenmeng said in a flat voice. After saying these words, Tianzun Moshi's voice froze. He looked at Tianzun Shenmeng, who was calm and breezy, and took a deep breath.
Although his aura of suppressing Lin Ming just now was only a small part of his strength, but it was easily dispelled by Shenmeng Tianzun's soft chant, which still shocked Mo Shi in his heart.
This cultivation has reached an incredible level.
"This divine dream... Could it be that he is already close to a true god?"
Facing the calm and calm Shenmeng, Moshi Tianzun felt that he was looking at a bottomless pool of water, and he couldn't guess the realm that Shenmeng had reached.
If Shenmeng has already reached half a step of true god, then it is not impossible to merge with Bingmeng into one and break through to true god!
If Shenmeng breaks through the realm of true gods, then the strength of human beings will have to be re-evaluated. Although they are still far behind the saint race, at least they will have a little more capital to deal with the saint race.
Moshi Tianzun and Shenmeng Tianzun were confronting each other. At this moment, the palace suddenly shone brightly, and a golden chariot flew into the hall under the cart of several one-horned dragons!
"Who?"
"So arrogant, you actually drove the chariot into the hall!"
Many young heroes were surprised. Their chariots and spirit boats were all parked outside the palace, and their attendants were not even allowed to step into the hall.
People looked intently at the chariot, and saw a young man in white standing proudly on top of the chariot, and beside the young man, there was an enchanting woman.
And in front of this man and woman is a middle-aged man wearing a battle armor. This middle-aged man has an aura as deep as the sea, even more than Moshi Tianzun!
There is no doubt that he is also a top Tianzun.
"Holy Clan Heavenly Venerate!"
"Son of Creation!"
Someone exclaimed, during the years when Lin Ming went to Asura Road, everyone in the God Realm knew about the Holy Son of Good Fortune. In front of the Holy Son of Fortune, the young heroes of the God Clan lost half of their confidence.
Because decades ago, the Holy Son of Creation came to God's Domain and challenged the hero of the human race several times!
And these heroes of the human race are not idle people, but they were defeated by the Holy Son of Creation one by one.
Especially a few years ago, the Holy Son of Creation defeated a Great Realm King of the human race!
This battle pushed the reputation and status of the Son of Creation to a terrifying height.
So much so that when the name of the Holy Son of Creation was mentioned, many of the younger generations of the human race lost their tempers. Even though they slandered the Holy Son of Creation in their hearts, they had to accept the strength of the Holy Son of Creation. The difference is too far !
"It turned out to be the Son of Creation, no wonder he was so arrogant that he even drove the chariot into the hall!"
"Hush! Keep your voice down, and be careful not to be heard by him! At the birthday banquet, of course he can't do anything to you, but after the birthday banquet, if he comes to your mountain gate to challenge your sect master, then you will be out of luck !"
People were discussing like this, and suddenly a few people who were dissatisfied with the Son of Creation were afraid to speak.
At this time, the Holy Son of Creation had grandly arrived at the same position as the Tianzun, and sat down with gold and iron horse.
Beside the Holy Son of Creation was Wuhen Tianzun of the human race. He frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
In all fairness, the Holy Son of Good Fortune can defeat the Great Realm King, and he already has a bit of capital to be on a par with the elders. The key is that he is young, and in the next few hundred years, he may be able to reach the strength of the Heavenly Lord. Sitting here , is understandable.
What's more, the relationship between the demon clan and the saint clan is perfect, and the demon emperor will not object, so what can these guests say.
"Haha, I haven't seen you for many years, His Royal Highness Shengzi has improved in strength again!"
On the side of the Yaozu, someone greeted him immediately. He is the national teacher of the Yaozu, "Holy Lord middle stage, tsk tsk!"
Several important ministers of the monster clan all sighed in admiration.
A few years ago, the Holy Son of Creation broke through the middle stage of the Holy Lord, and his strength improved greatly. At that time, he defeated the Great Realm King of the human race. Now that a few years have passed, the foundation of the Holy Son of Fortune has been consolidated, and he must be even stronger!
"It's only in the middle stage of the Holy Master, it's nothing." The Holy Son of Creation shook his head indifferently, as if these achievements were normal things for him, and it would be strange if he didn't achieve them.
"Haha, yes, it's really not a big deal. The goal of the Holy Son should reach the level of Tianzun's strength within a few hundred years!"
There are also important ministers of the monster clan who flatter Taoism.
The Son of Creation smiled slightly, and said in a casual tone: "Two hundred years, two hundred years can confront the Heavenly Venerate head-on, and it won't last longer..."
His words were extremely rampant, but the young hero of God's Realm couldn't refute anything after hearing it. At this rate, in two hundred years, he could really rival Tianzun.
Perhaps the Holy Son of Creation would be able to defeat the weaker Tianzun in the Realm King realm. And with the Grandmist Spirit Orb, it is indeed possible to break through to the Realm King within two hundred years.
"His Royal Highness is really domineering!" The monster clan ministers said one after another.
By Lin Ming's side, Bai Yao curled his lips and said in a low voice, "You really have no one in your eyes!"
Bai Yao didn't use the true essence to transmit the words. Although the voice was extremely low, the Holy Son of Creation had excellent hearing, so he heard it.
The Holy Son of Creation turned his head and glanced at Bai Yao. He didn't care about Bai Yao at all. Instead, it was Lin Ming who was beside Bai Yao, which slightly surprised the Holy Son of Fortune.
Immediately, he thought of something, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't expect you to come too. It seems that there are only 40 years left in your 100-year appointment with me? Haha! Enjoy these 40 years, lest you lose your chance."
In the eyes of the Holy Son of Creation, a person of Bai Yao's level is not worthy of him to take a second look at it, and only Lin Ming, he will barely care about it. R752
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