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The first thousand seven hundred and seventy chapters seize the power of creation

"The "Magical Art of Creation"! This is the "Magical Art of Creation"!"

The Human Celestials and a group of young heroes present were shocked in their hearts when they saw the Holy Son of Creation absorbing the power of Creation.

Very few of these people have actually seen "The Divine Art of Creation" with their own eyes, but there are not many who don't know about "The Divine Art of Creation".

This can be said to be the most powerful technique of the Saint Clan!

According to legend, it was created by the ancestor of the Saint Clan, and was supplemented and improved by several generations of true gods of the Saint Clan. The current "Magic of Creation" has long been the core inheritance of the Saint Clan.

You know, the Black Tower of the Demon Clan where the Holy Son of Creation is located is also a miraculous building, but the "Magic of Creation" can still absorb its power. This is the domineering power of the "Magic of Creation" law!

Once this "Magical Art of Creation" is used, it will destroy all life in a space. If the "Magic Art of Creation" is used, not a single blade of grass will grow!

The higher the strength of the caster, the more terrifying the degree of destruction. According to legend, there was a big world in ancient times. Because of the battles and fighting of the ancestors of the saints, endless deserts of death were left wherever they passed, stretching for trillions of miles until ten years had passed.

It took hundreds of millions of years to fully recover.

"The Holy Son of Creation finally used the "Divine Art of Creation"!"

"What a terrifying "God of Creation". Who else among the younger generation can be his opponent? When the Holy Son of Creation defeated the King of the Great Realm of our clan, he was not that strong."

As Haoyu Tianzun said, cold sweat even broke out on his forehead!

How to compete with the top true god skills?

Even though Tianzun Haoyu knew that Lin Ming had been on the Conferring Gods Platform and received the inheritance from the Conferring Gods, the Conferring Gods Platform that Lin Ming climbed was actually just a fragment of the ancient Conferring Gods Platform.

"God**" is so missing in nature.

And even the complete "Apotheosis of the Gods" cannot compare to the "Magic of Creation" that has been accumulated and perfected by the saints for billions of years!

But under such completely unfavorable circumstances, this battle is really of great importance!

Not only did Lin Ming risk his entire fortune, but it also involved the Little Demon Fairy and the Demon Clan. Once Lin Ming failed miserably, the consequences would be disastrous. Not to mention the human race and the Demon Clan, Lin Ming himself would probably suffer from this major setback.

, and affect future development.

This kind of loss, no matter how hard it is, it may not be able to make up for it!

The human Celestial Beings all looked at Lin Ming silently.

At this time, Lin Ming stood proudly with a golden spear in the surging force of creation.

The strong wind blew up, blowing his clothes and his long hair flying freely!

His figure is as straight as a javelin, but people know that his straight spine carries too many burdens!

This battle is not only about his reputation, wealth and momentum, but also about whether the human race can struggle for a breather during this catastrophe!

If there is even the slightest possibility that Lin Ming can win this battle, it will bring out the momentum of the human race. In this catastrophe that is becoming more and more stressful and is like a long night, it will light up the fire of hope for the human race!

The human race, now in mourning, is so eager for a victory!

Many human warriors, even Tianzun, feel that the human race is already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!

"Lin Ming..."

In the void dozens of miles away from the battlefield, Shenmeng Tianzun took a deep breath and remained speechless.

The human race is weak. What have they really given Lin Ming in these years?

His weapons are ordinary Tianzun Lingbao, his skills are Shenmeng Tianzun's "Dream Martial Arts", Hunyuan Tianzun's Hunyuan Martial Intent, and the severely incomplete "Fengshen**".

Weapons and techniques, which are the two most important points in combat strength, are far from being comparable to the Holy Son of Creation. As for the various resources he consumes to grow up, they are even more different from the Holy Son of Creation.

Even the Holy Son of Creation and the Hongmeng Spirit Pearl!

In this state, Lin Ming had to complete this almost impossible victory. He, a junior who is more than a hundred years old, had to bear the heavy responsibility of the prosperity and survival of a race while barely consuming human resources!

Shenmeng Tianzun looked at the battlefield silently, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.

At this time, the momentum of the Holy Son of Creation has reached its peak!

His hair has turned into pure gold, and his whole body is full of divine light, like a burning sun!

"Hahaha! Lin Ming! I am in the strongest fighting state when I use the "Magical Art of Creation". I want to see how you can fight with me!" The Son of Creation's voice was arrogant. At the same time, he was injecting Gang Yuan into his whole body.

In the void, around Lin Ming's body, the space tightened again, forming a cage that restricted Lin Ming's dodge space.

"Uuuuuu——"

A shrill voice sounded from the black sword of the Holy Son of Creation.

This seems to be the sound of Mi Mi Dao, but for some reason, when it falls in people's ears, it feels like heartbreaking pain. Those warriors with weak cultivation even feel like cutting open their chests and killing them.

It feels like my heart has been ripped out, extremely sad.

"This is the cry of the world!"

Among the Human Celestials, someone suddenly said.

"Let a world decline, and the dead world will make a sound of mourning! This kind of sound is simply unbearable for warriors with weak cultivation."

The aftermath of "The Divine Art of Creation" alone is so powerful, and the power of a single blow that gathers all the power of creation will be unimaginable!

But at this moment, the Holy Son of Creation took action. His momentum was unparalleled, and the black heavy sword burned with golden light, like a rainbow penetrating the sun!

When this power reaches its extreme, lower-quality Tianzun Lingbao can be completely broken!

"I took away the creation of the world, and I can also take away your creation! Now I will cut off your creation! Destroy your luck! Kill your vitality and blood! I see you use that crappy gun, why?

Come and block!"

The Saint Son of Creation's entire body exploded with killing energy, and the boundless murderous aura shrouded Lin Ming along with the black sword light!

At that moment, everyone's hearts tightened.

When Lin Ming faced this powerful blow, the evil power of his whole body was activated to the extreme. The energy and blood all over his body were like billowing smoke, as if the Eight Desolate Divine Dragons were born. Behind Lin Ming, a vast shadow of the true dragon formed!

At the same time, behind him, nine big stars emerged. These nine stars contained infinite power. The vast starlight hung down, like billions of silver silk ribbons, and merged into Lin Ming's body, all gathered in the purple

Mansion, two Taoist palaces punished by heaven!

Lin Ming's Dao Palace Nine Stars have never been opened to the extreme like it is today. It has even overdrawn Lin Ming's life potential!

When all the power from the two Dao Palaces spurted out, two roulette wheels were formed on Lin Ming's left and right hands.

The wheel on his left hand turned black and gray, and it seemed to contain millions of painful demon souls. It was extremely ferocious, and this was undoubtedly the wheel of life and death for all demons!

On Lin Ming's right hand, a purple roulette appeared. This roulette looked like an endless whirlpool, gathering the power of heaven and earth. It did not have the terrifying feeling of the Ten Thousand Demons Wheel of Life and Death at all. Instead, it looked like an endless whirlpool.

There are infinite and profound martial arts and laws left in it.

It is not the Wheel of Life and Death of Ten Thousand Demons, but another type of Shura Wheel recorded in Volume 2 of "The Heavenly Book of Shura" - the Ten Thousand Yuan Reincarnation Disk.

The Wheel of Life and Death of Ten Thousand Demons comes from Volume 1 of the Shura Heavenly Book, which is devoted to cultivating the physical body, but what it really absorbs are evil thoughts and souls.

The Ten Thousand Yuan Reincarnation Disk comes from Volume 2 of the "Shura Heavenly Book" of the refined soul, but what it absorbs is the essence of vitality and laws.

Based on this reasoning, Volume 3 of the Shura Heavenly Book, which cultivates vitality intensively, will absorb the essence and blood of the Shura Wheel created by it.

The three volumes of "Shura Tianshu" are not isolated, but complement each other.

Lin Ming's missing third volume of "The Heavenly Book of Shura" can only be used to display two major Shura Wheels. Although the power is far less than that of the three wheels combined, it is still amazing enough.

When the two roulette wheels were sacrificed, the laws of Shura Heaven also came out from Lin Ming's body!

This was the first time that Lin Ming used the power of Shura's Law of Heaven in the Thirty-three Heavens.

When Shura's law filled the world, an indescribable ancient energy escaped, and countless mysterious law formations merged into the void!

This power has actually faintly replaced the power of creation, filling the entire world and slowly easing the world's mourning.

The low-level warriors who originally felt inexplicable grief felt much better.

"This is……"

The Human Celestial Being was shocked. They didn't know what kind of power Lin Ming used, but they could tell that the height of the law Lin Ming used at this time reached an incredible level!

Before they could judge, Lin Ming's two Shura Wheels had already collided with the black sword light of the Holy Son of Creation.

"Boom!"

The black tide surged into the sky, and the void was penetrated. Under the terrible energy storm, the land that had almost turned into a desert was torn apart crazily. Everything in the world was left with the terrible destructive energy that swallowed everything!

However, in the apocalyptic storm, the two-sided roulette wheel used by Lin Ming was like an incomparably solid eternal rock, unshakable!

Allowing the baptism of the power of creation, Lin Ming's eyes were piercing, as if Shura was born. He held two Shura wheels to open the dual Tao palaces, exploding with a terrifying force of sixty or seventy billion kilograms to urge them on, cutting them wantonly!

"Crack!"

The sword light condensed by the power of creation was continuously torn apart. Lin Ming was like a broken bamboo. The terrible pressure made the joints of his whole body crack, his muscles bulged like earthworms, and his meridians were almost broken!

However, he still holds the Shura Wheel in his hand and fights wantonly, like a peerless god of war!

When Lin Ming's momentum reached its peak, he heard a terrifying dragon roar that shot straight into the sky. It was as if the entire world was being penetrated. The life of the world created by the convergence of the Holy Son of Creation was cut off by Lin Ming.

At that moment, the sword light shattered, Lin Ming's whole body was boiling with energy and blood, and his arms were stained with blood!

The fighting, which stretched his physical strength, naturally took a huge toll on Lin Ming!

But the consumption of the Holy Son of Creation is also not small!

Lin Ming suddenly raised his head and looked at the Holy Son of Creation, his eyes like lightning piercing the night sky, "This is the "Magical Art of Creation"! What a way to seize the power of creation! If you have any other means, use it!"

Lin Ming's voice, although tired, was filled with indescribable courage and domineering power. For a moment, all the warriors present, whether they were deities or young heroes, fell silent...

…(To be continued)


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