Martial World Chapter 1961: clone/avatar

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On the sea level line far from the Shurahai Sea, a young man wearing a golden armor slowly flew in. This young man in gold armor was tall, wearing a fiery red cloak on his back, and was full of spirit!

His cultivation level, already has reached the top of the big world king, near half a step Tian Zun .

This cultivation level was originally placed in a big scene such as the final trial. It was nothing at all. martial artist was not to mention the King of the Realm, even more than one true Tian Zun .

However, the appearance of this young man has made some pupils shrink slightly. Obviously, they are extremely jealous of this young man.

"It really is him ..."

Lin Ming said silently, this young man with gold armor, Lin Ming is very familiar with him, Correct-God of Creation!

The cultivation level progress of the Son of Creation is now faster than Lin Ming, but this is also reasonable. Once the Son of Creation is older than Lin Ming, the rule of the Son of Creation is simpler than Lin Ming. I don't know how much.

In addition, Lin Ming has to be reborn and rebuilt. Although it is not a existence bottleneck when rebuilding, it is inevitable that it has delayed too much time.

"The Son of Creation, he even came ..."

Lin Ming murmured to himself, he really wanted to find a chance to kill the God of Creation, but this is obviously not the time.

At this moment, Lin Ming suddenly changed his face, and seeing that the sea level under the Son of God had changed, the storm suddenly started!

For a time, the violent energy surged out, the sky was sweeping the sky, and a dark red sphere lifeform rose from the sea, like a blood day!

Around this blood day. The seawater of the Shura Sea boiled directly, a large amount of evaporated water vapor rose up, and in the sky formed clouds.

With this terrifying pressure. The Divine Beasts who flew to the Shuluhai Sea before were all a bit afraid. They flinched towards retreats, and seemed to be full of fear of the blood day in the sea.

"This is ..."

A lot of martial artist in Shulu Road were stunned for a while. Most of them have never experienced such a terrible Aura.

And among these people. Lin Ming, who was originally silent, was at this instant. With cold sweat on his forehead, he wanted to tear the space and escaped almost instantly.

No one knows the dark red blood cell better than him, it is-the abyss demon, arid!

"How is that possible?"

Lin Ming was very surprised. How did the shortage appear here? Did the Holy Emperor come?

Lin Ming held his breath. If he really faces the Emperor of Creation, his rebirth strategy will be greatly challenged!

After all, Lin Ming once confronted the Sacred Emperor. He did not expect himself to be concealed by the Sacred Emperor.

"Huh? No!"

Suddenly, when Lin Ming in the heart moved, he gazed at the blood-red sphere of already that appeared on the horizon, and looked at it from the arc. The volume of this blood-colored sphere is much smaller than the wasteland that Lin Ming has seen before.

The barren body is thousands of miles in diameter, as big as a star.

The blood-red ball in front of me. It's only a few hundred miles in diameter.

Also, the Aura of this blood-colored sphere, although similar to the wild, is actually much weaker, obviously. It's not real shortage.

The Sacred Emperor is not on this **** sphere. It seems that it is the Son of Creation who actually controls it.

"Will this smaller blood-colored sphere be ... a barren offspring?"

Lin Ming in the mind abruptly crossed this idea, in the heart is cold, and a barren already is extremely scary. If it can produce offspring, it would be impossible to imagine.

The nature of the wasteland is devoured. If this goes on, maybe the entire universe will be swallowed up by the wasteland!

"What the **** is that?"

A few people asked with tremor on the Shura Sea.

Many of them are seeing such terrible lifeform for the first time.

In their original opinion, Divine Beast is already, the supreme beast of all the beasts in this universe. Although there are legends that there are one or two super beasts in the depths of Shuluhai that can be comparable to True God, the legend is only a legend and no one has ever seen it.

In front of me, this horrible thing can make Divine Beast feel intimidated, is it True God-level horrible existence?

"It's deserted!"

On a luxurious sea-viewing platform, Jin Feng said slowly and steadily, she looked at the barren eyes, flashing different feelings.

Lin Ming listened to his ears. For so many years, he has been away from the realm of God for a long time. He has no idea what the situation of the saints is, and how far the strength of the emperor is made.

"Arid? Is that legendary clone/avatar that created the Holy Emperor?"

Some martial artist of Shulu Road have also heard about the creation of the Holy Emperor. The destruction of the Divine Realm and the destruction of the human race were originally a major event that shook for thirty-three days.

In addition, with so many holy clans martial artist coming to Shulu Road recently, many people know what kind of character the saint's leader created the holy emperor, and also know his clone/avatar-from the wasteland of the dark abyss.

"That's it! But to be precise, this is the wild clone/avatar. The wild has devoured too many things for thousands of years, including a lot of resources, the essence of life, the essence of soul, and it started to breed clone/avatar with already. It swallows faster and grows faster ... "

Jin Feng said lightly.

Lin Ming's face sank and he devoured a lot of things! ? Resources? The essence of life? The soul essence?

These things will only come from the domain of God!

It is even possible that when the Holy Emperor of the fortunes followed the catastrophe, and the wall of sighs began to weaken, the battle that swept through the realm of the Gods and the ancient nations was to provide food for the waste.

Holy tribe, there are not so many things to feed the wasteland, and the holy emperor of impossible also operates with his own race, so the holy emperor can only invade other universes.

Want to understand this, Lin Ming clenched his fists and bit his teeth.

During this catastrophe, God Realm didn't know how many people were killed and how many gates Inheritance died in smoke.

Many people have been swallowed up and become part of the wasteland. The soul has also been absorbed, and the dead cannot be miserable.

It is even possible that the surviving compatriots will be supported by the holy tribe and then used to feed the desert.

Under the hoof of the holy tribe, the tribe will be completely reduced to the fate of domestic animals.

Want to understand this, Lin Ming's eyes suddenly became cold. He looked at the Holy Son who was slowly flying away from the distance, and the murder disappeared.

At this moment, the God of Fortune is standing on the back of the desert with a faint smile on his face.

At that time, he battled with Lin Ming at the peak, and the God of Fortune was beaten to flowing water. He suffered the biggest frustration in his life.

But later, the saints invaded the realm of God, and the Holy Son led the attack on the 3,000 Great Realms of the Holy Land. In most Tian Zun , they either died or fled from the 3,000 Realms. Vertical and horizontal, not a lifetime, the confidence that was originally frustrated by Lin Ming also recovered, he found the thrill of revenge.

His cultivation level will take up to 2,000 years to break through Tian Zun .

Also, the Emperor of the Fortune also asked him to host a wild clone/avatar!

As long as this clone/avatar is cultivated and merged with its own strength, the strength of the Holy Son will be raised to an unimaginable Realm.

At that time, with the exception of the very few people in the universe, who else can stop him?

Under this circumstance, the idea of ​​the good fortune saint is extremely accessible. This time, he was appointed to preside over the trial of the young disciples of the good fortune palace. He also appeared in a high profile, brought the wild clone/avatar, and shocked the audience!

The Son of Fortune is very satisfied with this effect. In his conception, when already has absolutely powerful strength, it is necessary to show the strength, awe and surrender!

The saints now have such capital as early as already.

The spirited and fortunate Son of Creation did not notice at all. On a certain viewing platform, there was a youngster in black looking silently at himself.

Although the eyes of this young man in black contain terrible murderous power, it is surprising and will not be felt by anyone.

Because of his psychic power Realm, already far surpasses everyone present, no one can find him.

"Let's start ... Today, it is the home of my clan, my clan will be the only protagonist in this final trial!"

The Fortune Son is laughing.

Many local forces in Shulu Road saw the Son of Fortune so arrogant and wanted to refute, but they had no confidence.

Their power is indeed no better than the Holy Palace.

At this time, at the feet of the Son of Fortune, the flesh of the waste cracks slowly, like a peeled pomegranate, revealing a group of handsome saints!

These saints are the disciples who were sent out to participate in the final trial this time.

As for the God of Creation, already will not participate in the final trial. This time, he is only the host.

...... (to be continued)