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In the boundless space of the universe, Lin Ming sat in secluded meditation. In front of him, the life essence and blood on the Feather God Wang Lingyu had been drawn away. ∑ Vertex Fiction,
This piece of plume and feather itself is the color of emerald jade, and the blood line in the middle is the essence blood of God King Floating Feather. Now this blood line has condensed on Lin Ming's fingertips, forming a wisp of red. streamer.
With a clap of Lin Ming's right hand, the red streamer sank into Lin Ming's body and swam through his blood...
With the support of the "Ascension Sutra", the energy of Floating Feather did not have much conflict with Lin Ming himself. This power was as gentle as a feather. It melted into countless threads and merged into Lin Ming's muscles. The sound was like a stream, like a spring. For a moment, Lin Ming felt warm all over his body.
However, no matter how compatible the power is, it is impossible for Lin Ming to completely absorb it and transform it into his own power without wasting it. This is like the food eaten by mortals, which can be absorbed by the body and transformed into his own flesh and blood. That part is very little.
Time passed, and ten days passed. Lin Ming remained in seclusion and sat in meditation. One after another, the talisman of the heavens fell down, and the energy of Floating Feather's blood was finally injected into Lin Ming's inner world, converging into the phantom of the venerable.
Lin Ming's venerable phantom is constantly growing taller and bigger.
The phantom became more solid, the power of gods and demons gathered here, and various laws of the great way circulated in it.
At that moment, Lin Ming felt that there was only a thin layer of barrier between him and the real stepping through the boundary of the Heavenly Venerable. As long as he exerted a little force, he could truly break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, condense the phantom of the Venerable in the inner world into a real body, and step into the realm of the Heavenly Venerable !
Even, Lin Ming had faintly felt the subtle connection between the Thirty-Three Heavens Dao and himself, as if there was a power of heavenly calamity brewing above the Nine Heavens, watching it covetously.
The realm of Tianzun is a watershed. In the last 3.6 billion years of the human race's history, apart from the gods and dreams, the true gods have disappeared, and even the vast majority of human warriors don't know the existence of the true god realm at all, due to the limitations of vision and habits. They called the true gods of the human race in ancient times, and they were also Tianzun.
Tianzun means the limit of the martial arts of the human race. Once one enters the realm of Tianzun, one will become the top person in the God Realm. He can truly sit on the nine-fold sky tower and look down on the common people in the world.
Lin Ming finally stopped his breakthrough at the moment when he was about to break through to the realm of Tianzun, and after that, the calamity that was brewing in the nine heavens also disappeared...
The blood essence of Floating Feather King is very powerful. But its strength still can't satisfy Lin Ming.
Although he was able to break through Tianzun in this way, in fact, he barely broke through.
What Lin Ming wants is to accumulate a lot of money and soar into the sky!
Becoming a peerless powerhouse requires enough patience. Rice can be harvested in a few months, but true god-level treasures of heaven and earth often take thousands of years to conceive. What Lin Ming wanted to become was a god-level spirit treasure. For this reason, he already had a better choice, that is the avatar of Huang controlled by the Son of Creation!
Lin Ming planned to plunder Huang's clone. Then Ye Huang used the huge power of energy and blood stored in his avatar to burst into action. Break the bottleneck of Tianzun into powder!
"Son of Good Fortune... We are really destined opponents. We fought once more than six thousand years ago. Now, I'm coming to you again..."
Lin Ming smiled slightly. Originally, Lin Ming stirred up wind and rain behind the Saint Clan to attract the Holy Son of Creation to come. Capture the avatar of the wilderness.
But he didn't expect that the Holy Son of Good Fortune could hold his breath, and instead of coming to him, it was Fairy Qinglian and the Legion of Desolation who came.
Although the combined total of the Desolate Legion was far inferior to the Desolate clone of the Holy Son of Creation, it was considered a generous gift to Lin Ming.
Now. Since the Son of Creation would not come, Lin Ming planned to take the initiative to find him!
"Qinglian, where is the Son of Fortune?" Lin Ming called Fairy Qinglian over.
Qinglian moved her eyes and asked, "Master is going to deal with the Son of Creation?"
"good!"
Lin Ming nodded, Qing Lian actually showed joy when she heard this.
Although her thoughts were controlled by Lin Ming, some preferences before being controlled still remained. She was at odds with the Holy Son of Fortune. For thousands of years, the Holy Son of Fortune had often stumbling her. This kind of infighting is no secret in the entire Saint Race. Fairy Qinglian will unite with Xi Mirage because of the common enemy of the Son of Creation.
"Returning to the master, the Holy Son of Fortune never communicated with us, but according to some reports from Qinglian's subordinates, the Holy Son of Fortune has been in Qianlong Galaxy for a long time recently."
"Oh? What is he doing there?"
"It should be dealing with some important people of the human race. As for who they are dealing with, I don't know. The Holy Son of Creation is afraid that we will also step in after we know the information and take credit from him. Therefore, the intelligence about the human race, he It was never shared with us."
"Well, I see, then our next stop is to Qianlong galaxy!"
As Lin Ming said this, he was also a little worried, wondering who the important person that Fairy Qinglian was talking about would be
For such a long time, the whereabouts of the major forces of the human race have been strictly kept secret, even apart from themselves, even the other forces of the human race are not known, in case there are spies controlled by the holy race among the human race.
This brought great difficulties for Lin Ming to find the elite of the human race.
"Let's go!"
As Lin Ming said this, in front of him, a black temple spun and expanded until it was hundreds of miles in size. This was the Hunyuan Heavenly Palace.
Lin Ming flew into the Heavenly Palace first, and behind him, the four holy generals, two thousand realm kings, and tens of thousands of holy masters followed like locusts!
Everyone did not enter the Hunyuan Heavenly Palace. This huge black temple, after a slight change of shape, disappeared into the void in an instant...
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Because Lin Ming took down the joint reaction of the Legion of Desolation, a storm was already brewing in Qianlong Galaxy!
Saint Luotian's holy army has rushed to the Qianlong galaxy, and the human emperor Sakyamuni and others are also organizing troops to enter the Qianlong galaxy.
There are more and more masters gathered here.
"The Dark Lord is here!"
On the outskirts of the Qianlong galaxy, in the residence of Putuo Mountain, Di Shakya's heart moved. At this time, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and an elegant man with half a silver mask on his face and his whole body wrapped in a black robe pushed the door. walked in.
And behind the refined man was a girl in black.
This black-clothed girl was extremely eye-catching. She looked only sixteen or seventeen years old and was not tall, but she carried a nine-foot-long dark red sickle on her back.
The shape of the blade of this sickle is very exaggerated, like three canine teeth stacked together from big to small, the blade of the sickle is sharp and cold, even the smallest canine blade at the end of the sickle is half a foot wide, such a hideous weapon, once One can imagine the damage caused by hitting the human body.
Such a scythe is much taller than the girl in black, so that it can only be slanted on the girl's back. Matching the delicate skin of the girl in black, it gives people a very strong visual impression. contrast.
The girl in black is named Mo Xiao, she is the direct disciple of the Dark Demon Lord, she is extremely talented, and is known as the Second Little Demon Immortal.
She was born nearly two thousand years later than Xiao Moxian, but now, she also has the cultivation level of becoming a Great Realm King for the first time.
From the Great Realm King to the half-step Celestial Venerable, it takes many geniuses thousands of years, so although the girl in black is two thousand years younger, her cultivation level will not fall behind Jun Biyue and others.
"Monarch, it's great to see you!"
Although Di Sakyamuni is a monk, he is a fighting monk, and he doesn't usually speak according to the rules of Dazizai Buddha. The arrival of the Dark Lord made Di Shakya very excited.
In the current human race, among the Tianzun-level combat power, the Dark Lord is considered to be the top level, and the forces of the Dark Demon Palace are also well preserved, and there is also a peerless genius who can grow up in the future, Mo Xiao.
"War Buddha, Dazizai Buddha, and friends from the Protoss and Celestial Clan, I'm glad to see you all standing here safely."
The Dark Lord put his right hand on his chest and bowed. He gave the impression that he was a polite and gentle gentleman.
"You have also received the message."
"War Buddha refers to the army of the mysterious man who defeated the wilderness, and the holy son of good fortune to gather troops to Qianlong galaxy?"
"Yes! I don't know what the Holy Son of Creation is going to do. He suddenly mobilized the army at this time, and it feels like a decisive battle."
"It should be aimed at the mysterious person. This mysterious person will come to find the Holy Son of Creation sooner or later, and the Holy Son of Creation also feels that it is not safe to have the avatar of Desolation alone. Instead, he needs many gods of the holy clan to cooperate with him. This is really not like The style of the Holy Son of Creation, he has always been self-confident, even a little arrogant, but this time, he is so careful when facing this mysterious man! It can be seen how much weight this mysterious man has in his heart."
"The mysterious person is really powerful. The saints have been in the limelight these years. After the soul clan fell silent, they almost swept away for thirty-three days. No one can beat them. And the mysterious person almost relied on his own power to make the saints It's terrible for the family to suffer such a loss! I have a hunch that the mysterious person will come to us!"
When Di Shakya said this, his eyes sparkled, and at this moment, the messenger suddenly sent a message, thousands of miles in front of the army, the army of the Holy Race appeared!
The Dark Lord and Emperor Sakyamuni quickly read the information jade slips, judging from the direction from which the holy army came, the other party came from the Holy Luotian.
Everyone had long guessed that a great battle would break out in the Qianlong galaxy, but they did not expect that this great battle would come so soon!
"What should I do?" The Dark Lord asked Emperor Sakyamuni for advice.
"Fight!" A flash of fighting intent flashed in Di Shakya's eyes. They came to the Qianlong galaxy to support Xiao Moxian and also to help the mysterious person. They couldn't wait for the mysterious person to make a move. They followed Picking up the loophole, at some point, they will also take the initiative to attack the troops of the Hard Steel Saint Clan, creating a fighting opportunity for the mysterious man!
Emperor Sakyamuni is looking forward to the fight between the mysterious man and the Son of Creation! (..)
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