Chapter 1584: The bloodline of the Tomb God is actually the Ancient God?
Although Wang Nuan and Leng Ming had already prepared in their hearts, feeling that the eternal evil god in front of them would not be killed so easily, when they saw the evil purple flesh squirming again, they still felt a strong sense of surprise in their hearts.
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"We must take action before he is ready." Leng Ming frowned slightly.
He is not stupid enough to wait for the Grave God to really resurrect. Such a bloody plot does not exist.
"Sun and Moon Sword Light!"
Leng Ming raised his sword fingers together, and a green aurora burst out from his fingertips, and thunder flowers bloomed in the void like lightning.
The energy soaring into the sky was more blazing than lightning.
It gave birth to an amazing power.
Colliding towards the purple piece of flesh with precision.
This move "Sun and Moon Sword Light" is Leng Ming's original power. The name of the move has the meaning of "a piece of grass can cut the sun, moon and stardust".
This is Leng Ming's other unique skill besides "Green Grass Guillotine".
The difference is that this move was not taught by Jing Ke and Bai Sheao, but was learned by Leng Ming himself.
The two quickly produce friction, and then a big explosion occurs.
Leng Ming's sword energy collided with the squirming purple flesh, creating a terrifying glow, and the extremely high temperature seemed to melt everything.
However, when the smoke dissipated, the purple piece of flesh was not destroyed, but instead expanded even more.
"A Nuan! Help me!" Leng Ming did not believe in evil and launched a second attack.
He called An Nuan.
He saw Nuan Yatou hugging his neck tightly, and the most powerful backpack-type power bank in the universe started to work again.
"100 times! Sun and Moon Sword Light!"
The dimension of the second sun-moon sword light increased again with the help of An Nuan, carrying a destructive power that penetrated the universe.
However.
When the destruction sword pillar with a diameter of a hundred feet struck that lump of flesh.
Everything was once again like a muddy cow plunging into the sea, everything was calm again.
Previously it was clearly only as big as a fingernail.
After Leng Ming's first sword blow, he grew to the size of a palm.
And now this second sword comes down.
It has actually grown to the size of a Kuxuan!
"Is this...absorbing my sword energy?" Leng Ming was shocked. He had never encountered such a situation before, but it felt strange.
This evil god was originally not an orthodox earthly cultivator, but an alien creature.
He felt that the scene in front of him might be related to the alien blood of this evil god.
It can actually absorb energy to reshape its body for resurrection... What kind of monster is this?
"This is not like the ability of ordinary cultivators." Wang Ming looked at this scene from a distance and was also thinking.
Although he didn't know what the bloodline of this grave god actually consisted of, the purple flesh in front of him still gave him a familiar feeling.
Especially, when this mass of purple meat grows tentacles...
"The Old One." This was the first reaction in Wang Ming's heart.
Legend has it that this is a powerful and ancient existence in the universe. Its existence is composed of unknown substances and laws that are far beyond the understanding of the mortal world. Therefore, the laws of the ordinary human cultivation world may not have any effect on it.
For a long time, among the hypotheses about cosmic civilization, there has also been the view that before the establishment of the cultivator civilization, there was a more powerful and ancient civilization.
This is the case with those ancient gods known as the "Old Dominators".
It's just that Wang Ming had only seen these things in related "papers" and "novel", and never thought that they actually existed.
At this moment, Wang Ling looked at this scene and had some guesses in his mind.
The mysterious thing called "Destiny" that "Xie" mentioned before.
From now on, it seems that the Grave God has obtained the power of that "mysterious object".
It was that power that reactivated the ancient god's bloodline that was originally possessed by the Tomb God but had been diluted by time.
in other words.
The biggest trump card that the Grave God has always relied on is that he is not in the "Tao".
Just like Wang Ling's Wang Tong.
The ordinary secular laws of the world of cultivation have no way to restrict these strange ancient gods of the universe.
Now, Wang Ling finally understood Wang Daozu's good intentions in sealing the "mysterious object".
This is because we are worried that the ancient civilization of the universe will be revived because of that "mysterious object", which will have a further impact on human cultivation civilization.
At this time, Wang Ling suddenly had a very interesting and dangerous idea.
If this "mysterious object" is combined with a human cultivator who does not have any bloodline of the ancient gods, what kind of chemical reaction will occur?
Although his face didn't show any emotion.
But Wang Ling still had to admit that his mood at this moment was exciting.
He has been searching for an answer all this time.
That is what your own Wang Tong actually is.
Now, he felt that he might be able to find new answers from the lump of flesh transformed by the tomb god in front of him and the mysterious "mysterious object".
"A Nuan is in danger! This thing is too weird..."
When Wang Ming subconsciously became nervous about the situation that suddenly changed again before him.
He turned his attention to Wang Ling.
But I saw that the young man had once again wandered away from the world...
Only this time, he was not driven back by An Nuan.
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At the same time, the Supreme World, which has stopped falling into collapse, is reorganizing under the lingering and swirling of countless dark fragments.
These fragments are like puzzle pieces, with a dark atmosphere about them.
The Grave God has not fully recovered, but the lump of flesh has become infinitely large, a huge lump of flesh that is as large as a stadium with 100,000 people, floating in the void.
The purple-black body contains some disgusting and unknown green viscous liquid, and is surrounded by terrifying and complex tentacles on all sides.
Leng Ming knew.
This terrible resurrection ceremony has not stopped yet, and he must stop the resurrection before the Grave God II is fully formed.
However, at this time, due to the huge pressure, Leng Ming found that his body could no longer move.
The terrifying creature in front of him was beyond eternity, and it actually gave rise to a kind of fear in his body like an instinct.
Buzz! A sound!
The situation is changing, and in the supreme world of boundless darkness, there is infinite holy light falling from the sky at this moment. This is a new summons brought by the flesh of the grave god.
Wang Nuan and Leng Ming saw a human silhouette appearing in the falling holy light. They could not see the face clearly, and the whole body was black. It was very tall, with a height of dozens of feet.
Their upper bodies take on the form of humans, while their lower bodies have tentacles like octopus, with a mysterious shimmering veil, and they seem to be extremely kind and benevolent.
But Wang Nuan could clearly feel that behind this veil was an endless surge of brutality.
These are the guardian guards of the resurrection ritual.
"The one who lives forever."
At this moment, a familiar figure landed and stood in front of Wang Nuan and Leng Ming.
"Master Ling..." Leng Ming's eyes were dull. When he saw Wang Ling appear, he suddenly felt that the pressure he felt disappeared instantly.
"Haha!"
At this time, Wang Nuan kicked up his white and tender calves, climbed onto Leng Ming's shoulders, and then jumped onto Wang Ling's back with a sudden kick.
This warm touch was transmitted from Leng Ming to Wang Ling.
Before Wang Ling came, he originally refused to cooperate with Nuan Yatou.
The Ancient God of the Universe in front of him was not a mortal being. He was more strange and difficult to deal with than any previous opponent. He was worried that Wang Nuan would be injured.
But at this moment, Wang Ling changed his mind.
"Do you want to go too, An Nuan?" Wang Ling said.
"ah!"
Nuan Yatou lay down on Wang Ling's shoulder, like a puddle of soft cakes.
Wang Ling felt as if his heart had melted.
He suddenly felt.
Mixed doubles between brother and sister seems to be good too.