The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-sixth chapters die against me
The act of massacre is too common in the world of warriors. Not to mention the massacre of villages and cities, even the massacre of all life on a planet happens all the time in the world of warriors.
After all, in the vast universe, even if a big planet like Tianyan Star was destroyed in one day, it would not attract attention. Even if someone knew about it, they would just think that a group of gods with poor talents died.
Just a sea level little guy.
However, massacres of geniuses, especially geniuses who massacre a group of true god-level forces, are extremely rare in the world of warriors!
There are only a few true god-level forces in the thirty-three days. Who dares to provoke them in ordinary times, and who has the ability to provoke them?
This is tantamount to directly declaring war with a big force, and the consequences will be extremely serious!
At this time, in front of Lin Ming, more than twenty geniuses from the Holy Palace of Creation were struggling with all their strength. However, even if they gathered the strength of twenty of them, together with the increase in power brought by the flesh and blood of desolation implanted in their bodies, they could not.
It shook Lin Ming alone.
The terrifying force field firmly imprisoned them, as stable as Mount Tai!
At this time, Lin Ming had already walked towards the third person. This scene shocked everyone!
To exert such overwhelming strength in the final trial, it depends not on cultivation, but on talent. If talent can also be quantified, then the talent of the man in front of him is greater than the combined talents of the more than twenty disciples of the Holy Palace of Creation.
Much more than that!
This is unthinkable.
"puff!"
With another soft sound, Lin Ming pulled out the desolate flesh and blood from the body of the third saint warrior. And all of this flesh and blood was fed to the little black dragon.
Huang's flesh and blood contained astonishing energy. But the little black dragon had an amazing appetite. It swallowed it one bite at a time without even chewing.
Next, the fourth disciple of the Holy Palace of Creation was killed by Lin Ming. This feeling was like killing chickens one by one. The opponent had no resistance at all.
"Killing geniuses is like killing pigs... Every time you kill a person, the damage to the Holy Palace of Creation will be huge..."
Some people shrank their necks and secretly sighed.
The growth of these geniuses of the Holy Palace of Creation is due to the accumulation of countless treasures of heaven and earth. They have been cultivated by the Holy Palace of Creation over the past hundreds of years.
For this operation, the Holy Emperor of Creation made even more careful preparations. He invested resources in them at all costs and sent out all the elites of the younger generation from the entire Holy Palace of Creation.
Coupled with the careful transformation of them using Huang's flesh and blood, it can be said that the value of each of these more than twenty people is much more precious than all the lives of a thousand Tianyan stars combined!
Especially the fat man who had been killed by Lin Ming was the leader who emerged from the Holy Palace of Creation in a thousand years. He was a little worse than the Holy Son of Creation. But compared to the Emperor's son Naqi, he was completely on par.
If Lin Ming killed these people, it would be equivalent to destroying all the hard work of the Holy Palace of Creation in the past few hundred years.
In the world of warriors, life is measured by value. From the perspective of Shura warriors, killing one person by Lin Ming is almost the same as destroying thousands of planets.
One after another, Lin Ming killed people very slowly. It was not that he meant to torture these saint disciples. Instead, he controlled the tiny beams of true energy to separate the flesh and blood of desolation scattered everywhere in the bodies of the saint disciples. It was a
This is a task that consumes a lot of mental energy. Even if Lin Ming does it, it will not be easy.
But this kind of behavior made the still-living disciples of the Holy Palace of Creation burst into tears!
No matter how hard they struggled, it was meaningless. It was just the feeling of being helpless and waiting for death, which made them suffer the most painful torture in the world! Especially the death method that forcibly extracted Huang's flesh and blood from their bodies made their scalps ache.
Damn it, no matter how determined the warrior is, when he experiences this kind of situation, he can't wait to die immediately.
"Boy! If you kill us, you will be finished. The Holy Palace of Creation will not let you go!"
A disciple of the Holy Palace of Creation screamed crazily before his death. This was because the force field weakened at the moment before his death, allowing him to gain the ability to speak.
However, his threats failed to change anything. The desolate flesh and blood in his body was once again pulled out by Lin Ming!
Those who kill will always be killed. The saint warriors present, including the vast majority of warriors on the inner Shura path, all have a way to die!
Lin Ming didn't have any mercy, and he didn't even frown when he killed these people.
At this time, slowly, the barrier sealing the pit became weaker, and a few inconspicuous figures began to retreat quietly.
These people are coming from Piaoyu Mountain.
Seeing the miserable state of the disciples of the Creation Holy Palace, their hair stood on end and their limbs became numb.
Although they were passively involved in this action, they were still with the disciples of the Holy Palace of Creation. After this person killed the disciples of the Holy Palace of Creation, he would probably kill them and silence them!
"Where...are you going!"
After killing more than a dozen disciples of the Holy Palace of Creation, Lin Ming suddenly turned his head and looked at the four disciples of Piaoyu Mountain.
After killing so many people, his hands were not stained with a drop of blood and were still as crystal clear as jade.
At this moment, four Piaoyu Shenshan disciples fell into the ice cellar!
The woman in gray clothes at the head was even more pale. She knew that she was facing the biggest survival crisis in history.
At this time, if you run away, you will die, and if you stay, you will probably be lifeless!
Her brain was running rapidly, she gritted her teeth and said: "If you have the ability, kill everyone present, otherwise the news that you have killed all the disciples in the Holy Palace of Creation and Piaoyu Mountain will definitely be leaked. When the time comes, you will definitely
Being pursued with all the strength of the Saints!"
"Unless you have a deep-rooted super true god force that is rooted in the Shura Road or the Soul Clan to protect you! But you are a human being, and there is no true god in the human race!"
The woman in gray breathed quickly and said that she deliberately diverted her hatred so that most people would stand on the same front as herself.
This was a means of self-protection, and as the woman in gray wished, the atmosphere in the venue quickly became frightening, and many people's expressions changed when they looked at Lin Ming.
Indeed, if the man in front of him was afraid of the Holy Palace of Creation and did not want the news to be leaked, he would kill everyone.
"Who are you? With your talent, you cannot be unknown, nor can you appear out of thin air!"
The woman in gray once again attacked Lin Ming and questioned Lin Ming's identity.
In the eyes of everyone, the existence of this kind of perfect saintly beauty, the peerless genius who created the Holy Son, is unreasonable in itself.
Moreover, it is even more incredible that he was born in the turbulent human race.
Speaking of the human race, the woman in gray couldn't help but think of Lin Ming thousands of years ago. Although Lin Ming had fallen, his sharpness back then could not be concealed even if the saint clan deliberately downplayed it.
Like the woman in gray, the younger generations who were born more than two thousand years after Lin Ming's death all feel very familiar with the name Lin Ming. It was the founder of their Piaoyu Mountain, King Piaoyu, who personally hunted him down.
people!
A true god took action against a holy master regardless of his identity. With this kind of treatment, one can imagine how terrifying Lin Ming was!
"This person shouldn't be Lin Ming..." The woman in gray denied the thought that just came to her mind.
The final trial is a trial for young people after all. According to the rules here, even if Lin Ming is still alive, he is still several thousand years old and cannot be considered a junior at all. Even if Lin Ming's current strength is several times that of the Holy Son of Creation.
Times, but when he came to this final trial space, under the suppression of the law, even though he was thousands of years old, under the constraints of the law, he would never be able to exert such terrifying combat effectiveness.
While the woman in gray clothes was speaking, Lin Ming kept looking at her intensely.
At this time, some testers were already approaching the woman in gray.
They all looked at Lin Ming with a little fear. The man in front of them did not look like a person protected by a top force, because a powerful force that could protect him from the threat of the Holy Palace of Creation had one hand.
You can count them all, and most of the forces already have people standing here. The man in front of you does not belong to any of them.
"He's good at drawing hatred!"
When Lin Ming saw everyone's reaction and then looked at the woman in gray, a cold light flashed in her eyes. At this time, it was undoubtedly the smartest way to divert hatred, arouse public anger, and then look for a turning point in the chaos. Unfortunately, it was still
It makes no sense. With absolute strength, he can control everyone's life and death!
Those who follow me will live, those who go against me will perish!
Lin Ming looked at more and more testers who were attracted by the woman in gray. He smiled coldly and said, "I give you the right to choose. Choose to stand behind that woman and die with her, or leave."
She may still survive..."
Lin Ming's voice sounded like a devil, and the testers present felt a chill in their hearts. A group of people had subconsciously moved away from the woman in gray.
"Don't be naive, do you think he will let you go!?" Seeing this scene, the woman in gray shouted desperately. She was already panicking, regardless of whether this approach would really bring her any benefits.
vitality.
However, no matter how she shouted, more and more people left her. The reason was simple. There was no hope in fighting that man. If they chose to submit to him, he might not kill them.
Soon, only the three disciples from Piaoyu Mountain were left beside the woman in gray.
And at this moment, Lin Ming took action!
The speed of his attack was extremely fast, and a spear light pierced the void. The next moment, it was like a flying arrow hitting a bull's-eye. The woman in gray's protective body was instantly pierced, and blood flew out. She groaned miserably, and was pierced.
The physical body flew out like this.
Buried with her was a disciple from Piaoyu Mountain.
The two people died without any suspense. Lin Ming showed no mercy. In the battle between the saints and the humans, the Piaoyu Mountain also intervened. The disciples of the Piaoyu Mountain were also stained with the blood of the humans.
However, there were still two disciples from Piaoyu Mountain, one male and one female. Lin Ming did not kill them. He kept them because Lin Ming had other uses.
He waved his hand and locked the two people with a force field.
The two of them were in shock, their faces pale, and they looked at Lin Ming with hatred and fear.
(The second update will be very late, please go to bed first)