Martial World Chapter 68: End of the Son
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The light of annihilation, together with the terrible explosion of the Wild Legion, will tear the protection cover originally laid by the Wild Legion like a "fat" soap bubble, seen from the starry sky separated by millions of miles. The brilliant flash is as dazzling as the sun explodes. .access:..
The wanton energy 'wave' dissipates the black 'color' nebula, completely destroying this star field, and making these lights travel farther!
The Holy Family ’s ace division, the Forged Legion, was completely torn apart, and the remaining spiritual ships were less than half. The Forged Holy Palace was still preserved. It was originally located in the center of the beam, but because it was True God Spirit Treasure, it barely supported. When it came down, all the spiritual ships within a hundred miles of the side of the Holy Palace were all wiped out.
Even if they are far apart, they are still intact, and they were damaged in the explosion just now, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.
In fact, the real deadly thing is the blow to morale. Originally, the forged legion was going down like a tiger. The absolute strength advantage established their belief that they would win. This is a terrible army that has no fear of any opponent.
However, Lin Ming's blow just shattered their pride and confidence.
They are defeated, they are completely defeated!
Even a few top Tian Zun s, at this time facing Lin Ming, a demon-like man, there is a kind of fear that comes from the soul. He's terrible, he can't be beaten!
As for the holy tribe with a low morale, which gave birth to a retreating heart, the morale of the human tribe is just as high as the sky!
A heartfelt attack just now made them bloody!
The ‘fine’ blood was originally burned, and Terran martial artist itself should be exhausted because of qi and blood overdraft, but at this time, because of this great victory, all Terran martial artist are already crazy.
"Brothers, rush!"
The generals of the Magic Fairy Palace exclaimed, all the sergeants swarmed up as if they saw the "wolf" eating wolf.
The hunting Demon Palace's battle flag is held high, and the nirvana's black phoenix embroidered on the battle flag seems to have come alive. It guides the angry army of the human race, like a sharp knife, piercing the forged army!
The first legion of this holy tribe, at this time facing the generals of the magic fairy palace that the tigers descended from the mountain, was defeated for a while!
The explosion just now has destroyed their formation as early as already. Now they are fighting each other, and they are 'mixed and chaotic'. The most important thing is that according to the original battle formation, the more powerful the ship, the more powerful Close to the center of the battle line, assume the task of the main attacker.
When the attack of the barren army and the light of extinction broke out, these spirit ships in the middle bear the brunt, and almost all were destroyed in the explosion just now.
Those that are far apart and can be saved are much weaker. It can be said that as soon as they were hit, nearly three-quarters of the fortune-making legion was destroyed.
divine light ‘Latest’ ‘Shoot’, the explosion was wanton, the magic fairy palace was destroyed, and the fortune-telling legion failed.
And at this time, on the other side of the battlefield, the blood of the barren 'meat' at the foot of Lin Ming and the clone/avatar of the barren who created the Son were still entangled, and a large amount of blood of the barren 'flesh' was fine The flesh of the barren blood under the body of Lin Ming was continuously devoured.
At this moment, the face of the Son of Creation, ‘color’, already, is extremely ugly.
Lin Ming can devour and control the blood of the "blood" and "fine" of the wild blood, even if there is the "fine" imprint of the divine emperor in these wild blood of the "flesh"! !!
The Son of Creation does not know how Lin Ming did it, but this already is not important, because his already has been 'forced' to death!
He is not like Qinglian Fairy, and her master injures a ray of avatar that cultivation level has made for her—will the saintly emperor, who has great ambitions, sacrifice himself to become a disciple? As for him, everyone is just his pawn.
So at this moment, in the face of Lin Ming, already, the Son of Fortune, does not have any hole cards.
Or it should be said that the so-called hole cards he holds are meaningless to Lin Ming as a toy.
At this moment, the Son of Fortune feels deep despair!
He feels that Lin Ming is not sucking the blood of the ‘fine’ blood of the wasteland, but is sucking his own blood ‘meat’ bit by bit!
He is like a prisoner on the move, who was cut open by his arteries, but he watched his blood flow away, but he could only wait for the blood to dry and die.
This way of waiting for death is crazy!
The God of Creation is crazy. He injects his ‘fine’ divine power into the body of the wild, and wants to compete with Lin Ming for control of the wild.
However, it was just the moment when Lin Ming ’s “fine” divine power was touched, the face of the forged Son was pale, his body was shaken, and his nostrils, already shed blood.
The gap between his "fine" divine power and Lin Ming is too big!
Moreover, the key "Creation" divine power of the Son of Creation cannot control the clone/avatar of the desert at all. He relies on the mark of the "Creation" of the Emperor of the Creation to control the desert indirectly. That's no comparable 'sex'!
The Sage of the Fortune shouted, and jumped up from the wasteland!
He was holding a epee and beheaded at Lin Ming. At that instant, the body of the fortune-maker was thinned out and the gold ‘color’ was pierced, as if there was a round of golden day burning in the body of the for-product.
The Aura of his entire person also changed at this instant. The endless starlight of the surrounding starry sky was distorted in an instant, converging to the Son of Creation, the energy, energy, and 'fine' in the dust of the universe. The created Son "pumped" away.
This is the "God of Creation" by the Son of Fortune. Once the "God of Creation" is performed, you can take the heaven and the earth, that is, the spiritual energy and vitality of the world!
People who are "proficient" in "Creating God" can transform this energy into their own power and kill powerful enemies.
Now, the "Creation of God" already of the Holy Son is cultivated to a very high Realm. Once it is displayed, the weaker Tian Zun cannot stand before the Holy Son, because their energy communication with the outside world will be cut off. Vitality will be savagely taken away by the forged Son!
There is also only the top Tian Zun , which can barely cope with the Holy Son of Creation after casting the "God of Creation".
However, for Lin Ming, in front of Lin Ming, the top Tian Zun is also difficult to stand on!
This is the gap between the two!
At the moment when the Son of Good Fortune started, Lin Ming also moved, but it was not his own movement, but the wasteland under his feet!
Dozens of blood dragons came out of the tentacle, shot straight, and pierced the forged Son!
The sacred child both eyes is blood-red. His "Creation of God" can absorb the vitality of the universe, but it is impossible that wants to plunder the vitality from the wasteland!
This is a gap from level.
He dashed right and right among these dozens of tentacles, but he was shocked to find that in Lin Ming's hands, the Arrogant clone/avatar could exert far more power than himself!
Every tentacle in the wild seems to be alive. They have their own thoughts, their own perceptions, they cooperate with each other, and each attack is perfect!
The Fortune Son has flashed dozens of attacks in a row, but in the next attack, the speed is slowed down by one step, and a blood dragon's tentacle “pumps” on the back!
"Oh!"
The good fortune spit out a blood spit, the internal organs of the body turned over the river, and flew directly out.
At this time, in the heart, the God of Creation, was full of humiliation. His own clone/avatar was taken away by Lin Ming, and he used it to deal with himself!
He mobilized several legions of the holy tribe stationed in Saint Luotian, waiting for Lin Ming to wait, but these legions were completely defeated by Lin Ming.
He led the Creation Corps, the sacred tribe's ace division to encircle the little devil, and the Creation Corps fell apart!
From beginning to end, the Son of Fortune did not even really ‘fight’ with Lin Ming. Lin Ming has been standing there without moving, and he is gradually controlling the clone/avatar of the desolation!
The good fortune son rushed to Lin Ming, but Lin Ming only used the arrogant clone/avatar to deal with him.
Lin Ming ’s approach, as he said before, he did not regard the Son of Creation as an opponent ...
Humiliation, frustration, and despair. At the last moment of Life's, the Son of Fortune was almost crazy. His "fine" blood already burned to the extreme, but no matter how he attacked and greeted him, it was only a sloppy blood. Dragon Tentacle!
These tentacles are endless. Even if they are cut off, they can grow out quickly, and those broken tentacles are absorbed by the barren body again, which is an indestructible monster(s).
And as more and more ‘meat’ is being absorbed by Lin Ming ’s blood, the tentacles of dealing with the sacred Son ’s tentacles are getting thicker and denser!
The Sage already whole body was stained with blood, the internal organs were broken, and the wounds with large size were countless.
His movement is getting slower and slower. He knows that already is on the verge of death.
At the last moment of Life's, there was a smirk in the mouth of raising. The last time he used the only remaining yuan in his body to fill his limbs, these energies are like boiling lava ...
"Want to blow yourself up?"
Lin Ming in the eyes Han Mang flashed, how can he make the creation of the Son as he wishes, for him, the creation of the Son has great value.
"Oh!"
A beam of ‘fine’ divine light beams ‘shoot’ from the heart of Lin Ming ’s eye like a sword of the gods, running through the sea of knowledge of the Son of God at an incredible speed!
At that moment, the energy originally gathered by the Son of Fortune suddenly stagnated, and at this moment of pause, a thick barren tentacle flew straight, and the Son of Fortune bit him!
"Oh!"
In a split second, hundreds of earthworm-like tiny tentacles penetrated into the body of the holy Son, and began to devour the blood of the holy Son, like the greedy leech, and the whole body energy!
The good fortune son both eyes stands out, and his expression is dull. At this moment, his already is no different from the living dead.
At the last moment of his Life's, he felt that Lin Ming was devouring him with clone/avatar in the wild!
He has been controlling the clone/avatar of the wild for so long. I do n’t know how much life and energy has been consumed with the clone/avatar of the wild. In the end, he turned into the food of the wild clone/avatar! This is really a great irony!
Under the engulfment of the desolation, the ‘meat’ body of the forged Son slowly dried up, his skin wrinkled together, his eye sockets sinking deeply, and his hair was wandering.
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