Martial World Chapter 1419: Victory
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"Peng!"
Among the piles of ruins, earth and rocks burst open, and already was smashed by Primordial's door in a naive form and crawled out of the ruins.
Naki at this time, the whole body spur already was broken, the arms and chest bones were all gone, the hand bones were exposed, half of the wings were cut off, and they were hanging softly. , Dragged to the ground.
The appearance is just like this, the inside of his body is even more messy, the meridians do not know how much it has broken, and the internal organs, bones, and blood vessels are all broken by the huge blow.
"The prince was defeated!"
"The emperor Naqi, known as the first person of the same family of the saints, will embark on the road of True God in the future, but lost to a human."
In this battle, all the sacred martial artist who watched the battle felt heartfelt shock, and unexpectedly, one myth was broken and another myth was established.
Lin Ming's strength impressed them immensely.
As for the human race martial artist, especially the young Junjie, they clenched their fists one by one, their faces were extremely excited, and already couldn't help cheering.
Lin Ming won!
The second place in the first race of the human race, defeated the first place in the first race of the holy race!
At this time, in the middle of the battlefield, Lin Ming was holding the door of Primordial and hovering high above Naqi's head.
Naki looked up at Lin Ming and shed his hair. Like the angry beast, both eyes flashed fiercely, killing intent did not decrease.
Lin Ming sneered, "Don't give up? Then I will convince you to take it!"
When Lin Ming talked, his body swooped down, and to the holy genius, especially this arrogant, who will become his own enemy in the future * Of course, Lin Ming will not be a little bit kind, and if he refuses to lose, he will fight Disable him, it would be best to leave him with some sequelae!
Just then, a cold drink sounded out of thin air, "Stop!"
"Oh!"
A flash of black awn. Like an arrow, Lin Ming came straight!
Lin Ming in the heart hurried to block with the door of Primordial!
Only listening to the explosion, the aftermath of the violent explosion came, Lin Ming was not attacked by this black mang, but a gray robe old man stood in front of Lin Ming and blocked it with a True Yuan wall. Heimang attack.
"Hoo-"
Heimang is broken and turned into a pure puppet.
Lin Ming was behind the old man in gray clothing, looking at the broken gray mang, in the heart jumped, this gray mang. Even if there is no old man in gray clothes. Not to kill him. But it will definitely make him ashamed, and even his whole body will be tumbling with blood, and will not be hurt lightly.
"Thank you for your help."
Lin Ming doesn't know the name of the gray-clad old man. The other party is the power of the human race watching the battle on Grey Blood Mountain. cultivation level actually reached half step Tian Zun Realm.
"No problem." The old man waved his hand and said indifferently, "It is also my duty to protect my young and handsome young man, and the old disciple is the seventh disciple under the main seat of the God of Heaven, Lin Shaoxia, being polite."
In terms of seniority, Lin Ming does not know how many generations lower than the disciple under the Master of Heaven, and it is difficult to calculate the cultivation level and strength gap. This gray-clad old man, but a more noble figure than the kings of the big world, is definitely the top of the human race. But because of Lin Ming's Innate Skill, the gray-clad old man didn't mean Lin Ming as a junior at all, instead he had a vague sense of controversy.
At this time. Void was blurred for a while. On the saint side, a man in a black cloak slowly showed his avatar. He just played out the Yuan Yuan. He didn't want to kill Lin Ming, he just wanted to let Lin Ming suffer.
Seeing the man in the black cape, the old man in the gray robe looked pale, and said coldly, "You just shot?"
The man in the black robe snorted, "What's wrong? My emperor already was so badly injured that he wanted to take a shot. He wanted to take that disastrous death?"
The man in the black robe is tit-for-tat. His cultivation level, Lin Ming cannot see through, but he wants to be no worse than the gray robe old man, otherwise he will not be so tough.
He looked eagerly towards Lin Ming, and did not conceal the killing intent in his eyes. However, after the high-level negotiations, no high-level mortal or holy tribe could fight, otherwise the scene like today is very likely. Out of control, a **** storm will inevitably occur.
"You are young, so vicious, your strength is good, but to win Naqi, you are only relying on foreign objects, so that Naqi suffers. What is the skill to rely on foreign objects?"
The man in the black cape said that it was the gate of Primordial. In his opinion, if Lin Ming did not sacrifice the gate of Primordial at the last moment, and resolved the mad dragon collision of Naqi, then Lin Ming would probably be caught by Naqi I was hit badly and vomited blood.
It turned out that because of Lin Ming ’s ingenious stroke, it was Naqi who seriously injured and vomited blood, which 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? With each win, you become more arrogant. If you lose, you cannot accept it?"
"Hey, you have taught this king in turn. this king is too lazy to argue with a junior and let you be proud for a while. Anyway, you have to dig a grave, and the life span is only hundred years. After hundred years, you and nature In the first battle of the Son, there must be no place for burial. Maybe you will not live at that time! "
The man in the black cape smiled wryly. He waved his hand and emitted a black light, rolled up Naqi, and put Naqi into the cave. Then he flickered and disappeared.
For a time, only Lin Ming and the gray robe of the human race remained in the middle of the battlefield.
The holy tribe martial artist in the field feels very frustrated, there is a feeling of being overwhelmed.
The holy tribe has won many games before, but those games combined are not as important as the battle between Lin Ming and Naqi.
Because this game is the peak matchup, it symbolizes the strongest power of the young people of the human race and the holy tribe. The loss of the holy tribe, no matter what the reason, is a faint proof that the younger generation of the holy tribe is inferior to the human race.
Not to mention, there is another mysterious person among the human race. Bingmeng has not appeared from beginning to end. Bingmeng is the first place in the first martial arts of Shenzhou. At least she has the same strength as Lin Ming.
When Lin Ming flew back from the battlefield, waiting for Lin Ming was tens of thousands of excited human races martial artist!
Nine years ago, Lin Ming won the second place in the First Wushu of Divine Realm. He was tied with Bingmeng. Many people cheered for Lin Ming, but they were far less eager than today
After all, the first martial arts is only a battle within the human race, and this time it is a battle with the holy race.
It is a contest between the two young generations who are strong and weak!
Tens of thousands of martial artist are cheering. There are also many people who took out the super long-distance Chuanyu Jane and were excited to pass the news out. Some even used already to record the beginning and end of the battle with a war disk.
The news spread, it is destined to cause a sensational influence in the younger generation of the human race, including the older generation of martial artist.
The current Terran people are really eager for a complete victory to show confidence and morale!
It's just ten days. News of Lin Ming's victory over the emperor Naqi. Then spread all over the **** domain!
When the news returns to the heavenly world and the red light world. The most exciting is the martial artist of the ancient Feng tribe.
They are Lin Ming's true colleagues, and being with such a figure as Lin Ming is definitely something that can make people proud for life. Even in the future, when they accept their apprentices, they can brag to their disciples that year, the teacher was the same as the first young Junjie Lin Ming who defeated the saints.
At this time, among the ghostly Void, in a ghost ship, a tall young man sits on the seat. Holding a glass of red wine, while tasting the wine, while watching the battle scenes evolving on the battle array, these scenes are the battle records of Correct Lin Ming and Naqi.
This tall young man. It is the Son of God. He smiled all the time to see the end of the battle and slowly put down his glass.
"His Royal Highness, this Lin Ming is a threat!" Next to the good fortune child, a voluptuous woman with wheat-skinned skin poured another glass of wine for the good fortune child, wearing a delicate dagger tied to her thigh, wearing The short Leather Armor perfectly set off her fit and **** figure. Before the Putuoshan negotiations, this woman has been following the Son of Fortune.
"Threat? Hey, if you give him a thousand years, he might really grow into a character, but unfortunately, he doesn't have that time. Don't bother him, let him jump around for a few days, in my eyes, This battle is just a children's game, except for letting a group of people who have not grown up cheer for a few days, it has no meaning at all! I already knew that they were going to fight and were too lazy to pay attention, otherwise I came to see it for myself . "
The good-fortune prince said with a smile, the enchanting woman was a little stunned, and the confrontation between Yitian│one day of the younger generation of the human race and the holy tribe was related to the honor of the two major races, but the good-fortune holy child was said to be a kid's game? This is a bit overdue. After all, Lin Ming and Naqi are likely to grow to True God in the future, and this battle may not affect their future development. If we can win, it will greatly benefit the accumulation of confidence in the future.
The sage of good fortune saw the idea of the enchanting woman and laughed: "They have unlimited potential in the future. Unfortunately, the war between the human race and the holy race can't wait for them to grow up. We don't need to ignore them, and I have no time. Just ignore it. What will happen in the future is Sheng Zhan , which involves the rise and fall of my saints, and the survival of the human race. Is it possible that two juniors of the divine period and holy transition period can affect it? Go, follow me Go to the Yaozu! "
"The demon tribe?" The enchanted woman frowned slightly, "Which demon tribe?"
There are two major demon clans in the impression of enchanting women. One is the demon clan in which the human race is located, and the other is the Saint Luotian demon clan in which the saint is.
Creating the Holy Son licking his lips and laughing: "Of course it is the demon race in the **** domain. As far as I know, the relationship between the demon race and the human race in the **** domain is not very good. Hey, the enemy of the enemy is a friend , Isn't it? As a future emperor, I should pay attention to the general situation after the start of Sheng Zhan , not the battle between the two juniors. "Said the Son of Fortune, pointing to the battle array on the table," This kind of Just show me things, do n’t panic, it ’s not a big deal, understand? ”
The voice of the fortune-maker, with a superior pressure, the enchanting woman's voice stagnated, slowly nod, said: "Yes, His Highness, I know ..."