Under the reminder of the old God Emperor, the warriors of the ancient relics all looked out of the portholes.
Through the deep porthole, a faint glow of blood appeared in the vast sea of stars in the universe.
People saw clearly that it was a huge bloody ball with a diameter of seven to eight thousand miles.
On the upper part of the bloody ball, there are dozens of unbridled blood dragons. These blood dragons only have half of their bodies and are bred from the bloody ball, just like the tentacles of the bloody ball.
The blood dragon roared, revealing its scarlet fangs.
The warriors from the ancient relics present were stunned for a moment when they saw this terrifying giant beast suddenly appearing.
It is not like any known ferocious beast or mythical beast, but it exudes an aura that is ten or a hundred times more terrifying than the mythical beast!
Facing this frightening monster, the Heavenly Lord of the Ancient Relics felt trembling in his heart!
The bloody monster was extremely fast. It was originally still deep in the starry sky, but within a few breaths, it flew over silently like a bloody ghost.
Scarlet red fills the universe. This feeling is like a drop of blood seeping into clear water, slowly spreading and occupying people's field of vision.
"What on earth is this..."
Even Tuoba Gui, the War Emperor of the Celestial Clan who was full of fighting spirit and never refused to admit defeat, felt guilty at this time.
On the side of the Ancient God Clan, the old God-Emperor took a deep breath. His old face was now completely pale. He looked at the porthole and said nothing for a long time. His heart slowly sank.
He probably guessed the origin of this monster.
Billions of years ago, the ancient relics also had conflicts with the saints. In the ancient relics' books, there are records about this terrifying monster.
But according to the information obtained by the compiler of the classics, this monster should have had its soul wiped out billions of years ago and fell into a permanent sleep.
Why... does it reappear here?
Thinking of the horror of this monster described in the divine books, the old God Emperor felt a deep despair!
"Could it be...is it really fate...to perish our divine race?"
The old God-Emperor murmured to himself, and his words were heard by many Heavenly Lords from the ancient survivors. They all looked at the old God-Emperor in astonishment, "Your Majesty, what exactly is it?"
At this time, not far from the old God Emperor of the God Clan, the leader of the Celestial Clan spoke. His voice was trembling, and his whole body seemed to have become much older at this moment.
"It is probably...'Desolation'. The totem sacred beast of the saint clan... Billions of years ago, 'Desolation' was rampant in the world. It is unknown how many lives were devoured, including even the true gods."
"What? Devour the true god?"
The warriors from the ancient surviving clan present were all shocked.
Now in the entire thirty-three days, there are only two races that still have true gods. That is the soul race and the saint race, and the total number of true gods they have is also very few! Among them, there are also some people who intend to retire and do not want to participate in the world.
Disputes, the mysterious true God who cannot even be verified in life or death.
"I didn't expect that 'Desolation' still exists in the world..." an old man from the Roaring Bone Clan said, shaking his head with emotion. Not many people present, Tianzun, have read these ancient books. After all, there are records about 'Desolation' in the Ancient Relics.
not much.
"With our current strength, if we want to defeat this catastrophe, we must kill the Holy Emperor of Creation... This is already an almost impossible task, but now, there is still 'famine'..."
The old man from the Bone Roar tribe looked away from the porthole window, propped up his seat, and sat down unsteadily, feeling extremely depressed.
As the leader of the Bone Roar Clan and one of the leaders of the ancient surviving clan, logically speaking, at this critical moment of breaking out, he could not say such demoralizing words to undermine morale, but he was really too desperate.
The appearance of "Huang" made him feel like the world was about to collapse.
"'Huang'...is it more powerful than the Holy Emperor of Creation?"
At this time, someone spoke up, and the person asking the question was none other than Lin Ming. He had already taken the soul nourishing pill, and while he was meditating quickly and adjusting his breath, he also saw the terrifying monster outside the porthole.
"Yes... according to the records in ancient books, it may be more powerful than the Holy Emperor of the Holy Race, and... it is definitely more terrifying than the Holy King of the Holy Race. It can swallow up stars, swallow up billions of lives, and even
Devouring a world, devouring everything, the more it devours, the more powerful it becomes, and the speed at which it destroys the world is a hundred times faster than the Holy Emperor of Creation!"
"I understand..." Lin Ming's eyes also darkened. Faced with this catastrophe, he even felt a little confused.
Facing the Saint Clan, whose strength is completely disproportionate to that of humans, and the Soul Clan, who do not know their purpose and have always maintained a sense of mystery...
The human race’s environment is extremely complex!
Think about the strange conversation between Soul Queen Shengmei and myself, and think about the meeting between the old boy who didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend.
When the great calamity comes, everything is turbulent and confusing.
As a small peak warrior of the Holy Lord, no matter how many opportunities he has, no matter how powerful his laws are, without a strong foundation of cultivation, he is just an inconspicuous little wave in this unparalleled catastrophe.
, where should we go from here?
Lin Ming felt extremely tired in his heart, and Sheng Mei's words echoed in his ears unconsciously: "Give up, leave this whirlpool, because all your efforts are in vain... Even if it takes 3.6 billion years,
The former true god leader of the human race, Fengshen Tianzun, was originally a peerless hero and a true dragon in the world, but he shouldered the fate of the human race and eventually died fighting for the human race. What a pity!"
Lin Ming closed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists. His knuckles cracked due to excessive force!
"Look at that monster's back!"
Tianzun, a remnant of the ancient clan, said.
People looked around and saw two people on the back of the bloody monster.
A tall, middle-aged man wearing a golden cloak, and a young man with sharp eyebrows and stern eyes.
Seeing these two people, the expression of the old God Emperor suddenly changed, "That middle-aged man is... the Holy Emperor of Creation! Why is his body... connected to 'Huang'?"
The old God Emperor said in disbelief that the legs of the Holy Emperor of Creation had already fallen into Huang's body, and it was obvious that Huang's flesh and blood had spread to the Holy Emperor of Creation, and the blood vessels were all connected together.
This feeling is like the desolate general devouring the Holy Emperor of Creation.
However, reason told him that things could not be like this, maybe on the contrary... the Holy Emperor of Creation swallowed up Huang, or Huang had become a clone of the Holy Emperor of Creation!
"It turns out...he is the Holy Emperor of Creation..."
Lin Ming looked at the middle-aged man wearing a golden cloak. This was the first time he saw the Holy Emperor of Creation. He felt that the other man's eyes seemed to be looking at him through the layers of the universe.
This was a very strange feeling. It was clear that between the distant starry sky and the protective layer of the "Hope", it was impossible for the other party to see him, but for some reason, Lin Ming felt that the Holy Emperor of Creation was looking at him. It was as if two people were watching him.
There are no barriers between people.
Next to the Holy Emperor of Creation was the Holy Son of Creation, an acquaintance of Lin Ming.
At this time, the face of the Holy Son of Creation was full of a ferocious smile. This was the smile that belonged to the winner, with a hint of pity and a hint of ridicule!
At this moment, what Lin Ming didn't expect was that the Holy Son of Creation suddenly spoke.
His voice, using energy as the medium, spreads across millions of miles of the universe and starry sky.
"Lin Ming! I know you are on that spiritual ship! Today is your death day! Hahaha!"
"The hundred-year engagement between you and me has not actually come yet, has it? Unfortunately, you will not have this opportunity. Today, you will be killed!"
The Holy Son of Creation's voice was crazy, and Lin Ming's heart froze. The Holy Emperor of Creation indeed knew that he was in the Ancient God Clan!
Why does he know his whereabouts?
Lin Ming had been carefully hiding himself, making sure that he was not discovered by the saints.
If the whereabouts were still leaked under such circumstances, then either the God Clan has a spy, or Sheng Mei revealed it to the Holy Emperor of Creation.
The possibility of a spy is actually unlikely, because the ancient survivors did not know about Lin Ming's feud with the saints, and after the battle plan was finalized, in order to prevent the news from leaking, all the senior officials of the ancient gods who knew the information were restricted in their actions.
So is it... Shengmei?
Lin Ming frowned slightly. Although he and Sheng Mei were no longer friends and might even be enemies, Lin Ming still did not believe that Sheng Mei would betray him.
Perhaps, when he left the Soul Clan and entered the ancient universe, his whereabouts might not be locked by the Soul Emperor. This was not difficult for the Soul Emperor.
"Soul Emperor...want to put me to death?"
This thought flashed through Lin Ming's mind, and at this moment, in the starry sky, the huge blood ball suddenly burst out!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
On top of the blood ball, dozens of bloody evil dragons roared and swooped down!
These blood dragons tear through the void with arrogant murderous intent and dance wildly!
And their targets are all the spirit ship "Hope"!
"Oops!"
The faces of the Heavenly Lords sitting in front of the "Hope" formation changed drastically. They tried their best to control the formation and change the direction of the "Hope".
However, with their control capabilities, how can they compare to "Huang"?
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and dozens of evil dragon tentacles slammed into the protective layer of the "Hope"!
The "Hope" was shaken violently, and the heavens and the earth were spinning immediately. All the Heavenly Lords present had to use energy to stabilize their bodies, but the ordinary people of the ancient survivors were miserable. They exclaimed that some people were even injured in this violent impact.
"Damn it!"
Tuoba Gui was extremely angry. He was about to escape and rush to the Sighing Wall, but at the last moment, he encountered such a change and fell short!
"The attack just now consumed 2% of the ship's energy!"
The Tianzun of the Roaring Bone Tribe reported that one attack by Huang lost 2% of its energy, which was almost equivalent to one attack by Shura's ancient divine cannon. If this continues, the "Hope"'s energy will be consumed in just a few attacks.
Light!
"Hahaha! Lin Ming, aren't you very strong? What? You have no power to fight back?"
The voice of the Holy Son of Creation echoed in the starry sky, wanton and arrogant.
(Four updates and 12,000 completed. Yesterday I was very scared when I said it, but I did it today. I wrote it for a whole day and finally completed it.)