Martial World Chapter 1990: Furious Emperor
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ps: I want to hear more of your voices and want to receive more of your suggestions. Now search the WeChat public account "qdread" and pay attention to it, and give more support to "Wu Ji Tian Xia"! When Lin Ming was in the final trial of 7th-layer hard work, there was a big storm brewing in Xiuluo Road!
This storm will involve many great forces, not to mention the Tian Zun forces, there will be as many as True God-level forces alone.
They are the True God-level forces of Shulu Road—the country of God Void God and Qitian Kingdom of God, and the forces of the thirty-three days of the saints—the Holy Palace of Creation and the Mountain of Piaoyu.
At this time in the Sacred Palace of the Fortune, the Sage of the Fortune kneels on the ground, with his head buried between his hands, and the atmosphere dares not come out.
Before he boasted about Haikou, he formed the "League of Legions" in one hand to guarantee the foolproof completion of the mission, otherwise he would be punished without any punishment. In a flash, the army of the Barren Legion was overwhelmed and the Son of Fortune returned home.
When the Holy Son of God took a captive, he dared to report the news that "the demon Ashen Relic disappeared, and the disciples of the Holy Temple were not returned because they were sanctioned by the Law of Shura Road. It's all gone.
The proud Son of Fortune, once so proud, now lies on the ground like a dirt dog.
"This ... this man, was caught by the baby ... in Shura Road, he ... he was an rogue cultivator martial artist, entered the final trial space before, and went through that battle ..."
The good fortune son launched a captive around him. This youngster is a tester from Shulu Road. His already was banned from operation and his whole body was cultivation level. He could only blink, and couldn't even say anything, at this time he looked angry and bitterly at the Son of Creation. Looking in horror at the direction in which the Son of Fortune worshipped, he knew that in the darkness was the demon who decided to live or die.
He has no aptitude, but only came to this step by chance and chance, and accidentally got the qualification token for the final trial, which he thought would be a blast. Unexpectedly, after he came out of the final trial. He was captured by the forged Son. It's ridiculous that he also thinks that he is a genius with a great fortune, but now in the hands of this super power, he is as weak as a ant.
He has no clique and no power. He died here, not even a person who talked for him, thinking of this, in his heart was desperate.
"If your Majesty the Emperor has anything to confirm, you can pass him ..."
The good fortune son pushed out this unlucky rogue cultivator martial artist, in his heart panicked, but in response to him, it was a long silence, the good fortune emperor in the dark did not say a word. This made the Son of Fortune not to have a deep heart, and his body was trembling gently.
"Oh!"
No sign. A terrible outbreak, more than a dozen blood-red tentacles pierced straight out, like a pointed cone, directly piercing the rogue cultivator martial artist, together with the body of the Holy Son of God, was also pierced together!
"Ah!"
The Sage of Fortune screamed. There were more than a dozen blood holes running through the body, and rogue cultivator martial artist. It was full of blood spurting, and was hit hard in an instant and was dying!
At this time, a big blood-red hand stretched out from the darkness and grabbed rogue cultivator martial artist's head directly.
The rogue cultivator martial artist is struggling fiercely, and both eyes is prominent. He feels that there are thousands of worms in his brain. This kind of pain makes him want to split his brain away immediately.
This feeling lasted only a few breaths, but for this rogue cultivator martial artist, it was an indescribable painful experience.
At this time, the blood-red tentacles slowly receded, and the big hand also returned. rogue cultivator martial artist fell directly to the ground like a pile of rotten meat, and the blood flowed out of it, leaving no vitality.
His memories of in the mind were all read by the Holy Emperor at that moment.
On the side, the fortune child already is pale, and his forehead is all sweaty. He was painful and also because of in the heart's fear.
Although there are more than a dozen blood holes in his body, these blood holes penetrate most of the less important internal organs in his body. The real heart, lungs, brain, and spinal cord have nothing to do.
It can be seen that the Sacred Emperor did not want to kill him, which made him a little relieved, but also worried about the punishment he would face.
He braced himself with severe pain, got up, and continued to kneel on the ground. All the blood under him was sticky, which made him kneel in blood.
"Sanju Heavenly Dao's sanctions?"
In the dark, there was a deep voice of the Holy Emperor. With the footsteps of "Da Da Da", a tall middle-aged man slowly walked out.
In the memory of rogue cultivator martial artist, the Holy Emperor saw the scenes he wanted to see, the transformation of the mysterious law, and the vast and ancient Aura, so he didn't realize that this Heavenly Dao sanction would It was intentionally forged.
The memory of rogue cultivator martial artist is that the emperor did not find any place for fraud.
From the beginning to the end, everything that happened in the final trial seemed to have no problems, but the only thing that made the Emperor of the Fortune feel strange ...
After the sanction of Shura Heavenly Dao, all of his more than 20 disciples sent from the Holy Palace died, so why did the flesh and blood in their bodies not disappear in an instant?
Sacred emperor has always felt the flesh and blood of existence. They disappear slowly and continuously for a long time. This feeling is as if someone has swallowed flesh and blood and slowly refining ... ...
If Shura's Heavenly Dao rule does not allow the abyss demons to enter the final trial, shouldn't all the flesh and blood of the barren be burned instantly when the sky penalty falls?
Why kill it slowly for a long time after that?
The Holy Emperor is lost in thought.
There is no problem with memory, unlike someone who is falsified, and this point cannot be explained, in fact, it is not really impossible to find an explanation, but it is a bit far-fetched ...
The Emperor of Fortune recalled these messages, and his face was gloomy.
"Should ... impossible was manipulated by someone secretly ..."
The emperor of the fortune denied this idea, and ability did all this in secret. And let him find no flaws, I am afraid that at least ordinary True God-level characters, such as God Xuhun Emperor.
However, this person's bone age. It was impossible who entered the final trial.
The Sacred Emperor to close the eyes perceives, but finds that the flesh and blood already is scarce, and its location, the Sacred Emperor has no way to grasp.
This will happen, which means that the flesh and blood of the wild, existence is in a powerful space beyond his induction ability.
This space. Possibly * is the space for the final trial.
In other words, Flesh and Blood is still in the final trial space. In this way, it is even more that impossible is someone who secretly controls all of this, otherwise the end of the trial already, this person should stay inside impossible.
Then really the law of final trials. Killed the disciples who created the Holy Palace?
Where did the demon Ashen Relic go? Is it in the hands of Emperor Xuhun?
Or, is it the final trial rule, in order to prevent the existence related to the abyss demons from getting the demons Ashen Relic, just sealed the demons Ashen Relic?
The emperor in the mind flashed all kinds of thoughts, making him more and more irritable, the demon Ashen Relic was too important to him.
However, he doesn't do anything right now, even if he goes to Shura Road in person, it doesn't make sense.
He glanced at the Son of Fortune. He waved his hand impatiently, "Go ahead, this time the disciples of the Holy Palace were destroyed because of Shura Road sanctions. Nearly force majeure, I will spare you sin!"
"Her Majesty the Emperor Xie Emperor Kai En." The good fortune son hurried Xie En, relieved, and then dragged the wounded body, stepping out of the Holy Temple step by step.
However when walking out of Holy Temple. But he saw a man, a junior he was very reluctant to see—the emperor Xixi.
In the Holy Palace. The emperor was second only to the title of the forged son. Naqi was once the emperor. Later, Naqi was killed by Lin Ming, and the emperor's title became empty.
Until one thousand eighteen hundred years, there was another genius character in the Holy Palace of God—Xi Ling.
In less than a thousand years, he broke through the king of the world, and his combat power was unmatched in the martial artist of the same level. Therefore, the Emperor of Heaven created the title given to him by his emperor.
Xi'an is in the limelight, and many people in the holy tribe support him, giving him the ambition to replace the Son of God!
This also makes the contradiction between the Son of Fortune and the Emperor Xixi straight up. In this regard, the Lord of Fortune sees it, but regardless of it, he seems to be happy to see such competition.
In recent years, Xi Yan has performed brilliantly on the human battlefield, grabbing a lot of limelight from the Son of Fortune.
For these, the God of Creation does not care. He is most afraid that a Yitian│one day God of Creation loses confidence in him and establishes a Son. In that case, his ambition will be shattered!
The brook is the uneasy factor that may lead to such a result!
"Oh?, isn't this His Royal Highness? Why are you so embarrassed?"
Xi Xi's gaze locked on those shocking blood holes in the Son of Fortune, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth raising.
He probably knows what happened.
The fortune-making son had a cold look, he didn't say a word, and walked away slowly, leaving Xiyu looking at the fortune-maker's back, his smile was cold ...
...
Time goes by, I do n’t know the years, before I realize that three years have passed.
Deep in the dark sky, Lin Ming sat in Void, and in front of him stood a dark-haired man who looked exactly like him.
This dark-haired man, wearing a too dark-colored robe, both eyes is clear and transparent, and the body is enveloped with the mist, if any, which is condensed to the extreme.
This dark-haired man is Lin Ming's juyuan system clone/avatar, and he is also the third clone/avatar.
This clone/avatar was collected by the master of Xiuluo Road at that time, collected 10,000 kinds of heaven and earth spirits, refined them with the spirit of the beginning, and sealed the core formed by the aggregation of these spirits in Juyuan great formation. Come and supply it, and it has been slowly refined after a long time.
This clone/avatar is a pure energy body essence. Whether it absorbs World's Yuan Energy or utilizes the efficiency of World's Yuan Energy, it is Realm that ordinary martial artist cannot reach.
After Lin Ming owns the clone/avatar of the Juyuan system, after practicing the three major clone/avatars of Shura Heavenly Dao, he has assembled already. (The novel "Wu Ji Tian Xia" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% raffle gift for everyone! Now open WeChat, click the "+" sign "Add friend" on the upper right and search the public No. "qdread" and pay attention, speed up!) (To be continued)