Among the piles of ruins, earth and rocks exploded, and Naqi, who had been smashed into a human shape by the Hunyuan Gate, climbed out of the ruins.
At this time, Naqi's body had all the bone spurs broken off, the bone armor on his arms and chest were all gone, the bones of his hands were exposed, half of his wings were cut off, and they were hanging limply.
on the ground.
Just like that on the outside, the inside of his body was in a mess. The meridians were shattered countless times, and the internal organs, bones, and blood vessels were all shattered to pieces under the huge blow.
"The Emperor's Son has been defeated!"
"The emperor's son Naqi, known as the first person of his level in the holy race, will embark on the path of true god in the future, but he lost to a human."
In this battle, all the saint warriors who were watching the battle felt sincerely shocked and unexpected. One myth was broken and another was established.
They were extremely impressed by Lin Ming's strength.
As for the human warriors, especially the young heroes, they all clenched their fists with extremely excited expressions on their faces and could not help but cheer.
Lin Ming won!
The second place in the human race's first martial arts competition defeated the first place in the saint clan's first martial arts competition!
At this time, in the center of the battlefield, Lin Ming was holding the Hunyuan Gate, floating high above Naqi's head.
Naqi raised his head and looked at Lin Ming, his hair disheveled, like an angry beast, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his murderous intent was unabated.
Lin Ming sneered, "You still won't admit defeat? Then I'll beat you to your heart's content!"
As Lin Ming spoke, he swooped down and faced the saint genius. Especially this extremely arrogant Naqi, who would most likely become his enemy in the future. Of course, Lin Ming would not have the slightest kindness. If he did not admit defeat, then he would be crippled.
, if it leaves him with any sequelae, that would be the best thing!
At this moment, a cold voice sounded out of thin air, "Stop!"
"call out!"
A flash of black light shot straight at Lin Ming like an arrow!
Lin Ming was shocked and hurriedly used the Hunyuan Gate to block it!
A loud bang was heard. The violent aftermath of the explosion hit. Lin Ming was not attacked by the black light. Instead, an old man in gray robe stood in front of Lin Ming and blocked the black light with a wall of true energy.
Man's attack.
"call--"
The black light shattered and turned into pure Gang Yuan.
Lin Ming was behind the old man in gray. He looked at the broken gray light and his heart skipped a beat. Even if the old man in gray didn't take action, this gray light wouldn't have killed him. But it would definitely make him disgraced, and even
Qi and blood were boiling all over his body, and he was severely traumatized.
"Thank you, senior, for coming to the rescue."
Lin Ming still didn't know the name of this old man in gray clothes. He was a powerful human being who was watching the battle on the Gray Blood Mountain battlefield. His cultivation had actually reached the half-step Heavenly realm.
"No problem." The old man waved his hand and said indifferently, "It is also our duty to protect the young heroes of our clan. I am the seventh disciple of Lord Tongtian God. Young Master Lin, please be polite."
In terms of seniority, Lin Ming is who knows how many generations lower than the disciple of Lord Tongtian God in front of him. The gap in cultivation and strength is also difficult to calculate. This old man in gray is a person who is more noble than the King of the Great Realm and is definitely among the human race.
However, because of Lin Ming's talent, the old man in gray did not regard Lin Ming as a junior at all. Instead, he had a vague feeling of being acquainted with his peers.
At this time, the void blurred for a while. On the side of the Saints, a man in a black cloak slowly appeared. He was the one who created the Gang Yuan just now. He did not want to kill Lin Ming, but just wanted Lin Ming to suffer.
That’s all.
Seeing the man in black cloak, the gray-robed old man's face darkened and he said in a cold voice: "Did you take action just now?"
The man in black robe snorted coldly, "What's going on? The emperor of our clan has been so seriously injured, and he still wants to take action. Does he want to take Naqi's life?"
The man in black robe was tit for tat. Lin Ming couldn't see through his cultivation level, but he thought he was no worse than the old man in gray robe, otherwise he wouldn't have such a tough attitude.
He looked at Lin Ming sternly, without concealing the murderous intent in his eyes. However, after the high-level negotiations, the senior leaders of the mortal race and the saint race were not allowed to fight. Otherwise, a scene like today would very likely get out of control.
At that time, there will definitely be a bloody storm.
"You are so ruthless at such a young age. Your strength is good, but if you can defeat Naqi, you are just relying on foreign objects, which makes Naqi suffer. What is your ability if you rely on foreign objects?"
The man in the black cloak was naturally talking about the Gate of Hunyuan. In his opinion, if Lin Ming had not used the Gate of Hunyuan at the last moment to resolve Naqi's mad dragon collision, then Lin Ming might have been hit by Naqi.
He was seriously injured and vomited blood.
As a result, it was Naqi who was seriously injured and vomited blood because of Lin Ming's magical move. This also made that round a turning point in the battle.
Lin Ming sneered and said: "Losing is losing, winning is winning. Is the psychological quality of the saints so fragile? Every time you win, you become more and more arrogant. If you lose, you can't accept it?"
"Hehe, you have taught me a lesson in turn. I am too lazy to argue with a junior like you, so I will let you be proud for a while. Anyway, you dug your own grave, and your lifespan will only last a hundred years. A hundred years later, you and the Saint of Creation will
If you fight, you will definitely die without a burial place, and maybe you won’t survive that time at all!”
The man in the black cloak smiled ferociously, waved his hand, emitted a black light, rolled up Naqi, and put Naqi into his cave. Then he disappeared in a flash.
For a moment, only Lin Ming and the human race's gray-robed old man were left in the center of the battlefield.
The saint warriors in the field all felt very frustrated and felt like they were being overpowered.
The Saint Tribe had won many battles before, but those battles combined were not as important as the battle between Lin Ming and Naqi.
Because this is the pinnacle of the showdown, symbolizing the strongest strength of the younger generation of the human race and the saint race. If the saint race loses, no matter what the reason is, it vaguely proves that the younger generation of the saint race is not as good as the human race.
What's more, there is an extremely mysterious Bing Meng among the human race who has never appeared. Bing Meng is the number one martial artist in the God's Domain. She is at least as strong as Lin Ming.
When Lin Ming flew back from the battlefield, tens of thousands of excited human warriors were waiting for Lin Ming!
Nine years ago, Lin Ming won second place in the First Martial Arts Competition in God's Domain and tied with Bing Meng. Many people cheered for Lin Ming, but they were far from as enthusiastic as they are today!
After all, the first martial arts meeting was only a battle within the human race, and this time it was a battle with the saint race.
It is a contest between the younger generations of the two major races who is stronger and who is weaker!
Tens of thousands of warriors were cheering, and many of them took out ultra-long-distance sound transmission jade slips and excitedly passed on this piece of news. Some people had already recorded the beginning and end of this battle with war formation disks.
When this news spreads, it is destined to have a sensational impact on the younger generation of the human race, and even the older generation of warriors.
The current human race is really eager for a complete victory to build confidence and morale!
In just ten days, the news of Lin Ming's victory over Emperor Naqi spread throughout the Divine Realm!
When the news came back to Chengtian Realm and Red Light Realm, the most excited ones were the warriors of the ancient Phoenix Clan.
They are Lin Ming's true sect members. Being able to be in the same sect with people like Lin Ming is definitely something that makes people proud for life. Even in the future, they can brag to their disciples when they recruit disciples - back then,
As a disciple, he was from the same sect as Lin Ming, the young hero who defeated the Holy Clan.
At this time, in the void of God's Domain, in a ghostly spirit ship, a tall young man was sitting on a seat, holding a glass of wine as red as blood, sipping the wine and watching the war.
The battle scenes that evolved on the array disk were the records of the battle between Lin Ming and Naqi.
This tall young man was the Holy Son of Creation. He kept smiling until the battle was over, and slowly put down his wine glass.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, this Lin Ming is a threat!" Beside the Holy Son of Creation, a charming woman with wheat-colored skin poured another half a glass of wine for the Holy Son of Creation. She had a delicate dagger tied to her thigh and was wearing a short leather jacket.
A, which perfectly sets off her toned and sexy figure. During the previous negotiations on Mount Putuo, this woman has been following the Holy Son of Creation.
"Threat? Hey, if you give him a thousand years, he may really grow into a character. Unfortunately, he doesn't have this time. Ignore him and let him wander around for a few days. In my eyes, this battle is
It’s just a child’s game, and it has no meaning at all except to cheer a group of people who have also not grown up for a few days! I already knew that they were going to start a fight, and I didn’t even bother to pay attention, otherwise I would have gone there to see it myself.”
The Holy Son of Creation sneered and said, and the enchanting woman was slightly startled. The duel between the top geniuses of the young generation of the human race and the Saint race, which is related to the honor of the two races, was actually called a child's game by the Holy Son of Creation? This is a bit too much.
Well, after all, Lin Ming and Naqi are very likely to grow into true gods in the future, and this battle may not be related to their own development in the future. If they can win, it will be great for the accumulation of confidence in the future.
benefit.
The Holy Son of Creation saw the thoughts of the enchanting woman and said with a smile: "They have unlimited potential in the future. Unfortunately, the war between the human race and the saint race will not wait until they grow up. We don't need to pay attention to them, and I have no time to pay attention to them.
What is going to break out in the future is a holy war that will affect the rise and fall of our holy race and the survival of the human race. How can it be affected by just one fight between the two divine transformation periods and the juniors in the holy transformation period? Come on, follow me to the demon clan.
One trip!”
"Monster clan?" The enchanting woman was slightly startled, "Which demon clan?"
There are two main branches of monsters in the enchanting woman's impression. One is the monster tribe in the divine realm where the human race is located, and the other is the demon tribe in Shengluotian where the saint tribe is located.
The Holy Son of Creation licked his lips and said with a smile: "Of course it's the demon clan in the divine domain. As far as I know, the relationship between the demon clan and the human race in the divine domain is not very good. Hehe, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, right?
?As the future Holy Emperor, what I want to pay attention to is the general trend after the start of the Holy War, not the battle between two juniors." The Holy Son of Creation said, pointing to the war formation disk on the table, "This kind of thing, for
It’s just for me to take a look, there’s no need to act panicked, it’s no big deal, do you understand?”
The voice of the Holy Son of Creation carried the aura of a superior person. The enchanting woman's voice paused, and she nodded slowly and said: "Yes, Your Highness the Holy Son, I understand..." (To be continued...)