In the vast space of the universe, Lin Ming sat in seclusion and meditated. In front of him, the life essence and blood of Piaoyu God King Lingyu had been extracted.∑
This piece of feathers itself is the color of jade, and the blood line in the middle is the natal essence and blood of the Piaoyu Divine King. Now this blood line has condensed on Lin Ming's fingertips, forming a wisp of red.
streamer.
Lin Ming slapped his right hand, and the red stream of light sank into Lin Ming's body, swimming through his blood...
With the support of the "Feathering Sutra", Piao Yu's energy did not conflict much with Lin Ming himself. This power was as gentle as a feather. It turned into thousands of strands and blended into Lin Ming's muscles, slightly
The sound was like a stream or a spring. For a moment, Lin Ming felt warm all over his body.
However, no matter how compatible the power is, it is impossible for Lin Ming to completely absorb it and convert it into his own power without wasting it. This is just like the food eaten by a mortal can be absorbed by the human body and transformed into his own flesh and blood.
That part is very few.
Time passed, and ten days passed. Lin Ming remained in seclusion and meditated. One after another, the Heavenly Dao talismans fell down, and Piao Yu's blood energy was finally injected into Lin Ming's inner world, converging into the phantom of the venerable.
Lin Ming's phantom of the Lord continued to grow taller and bigger.
The phantom becomes more solid, the power of gods and demons gather here, and various laws of the great road circulate within it.
At that moment, Lin Ming felt that he was only a thin film away from truly breaking through the boundaries of the Heavenly Lord. As long as he exerted a little force, he could truly break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, condense the shadow of the Lord in the world inside his body into a physical entity, and step into the realm of the Heavenly Lord.
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In fact, Lin Ming could faintly feel the subtle connection between the Thirty-three Heavens and himself, as if the power of a catastrophe was brewing in the Nine Heavens, watching with eager eyes.
The realm of Tianzun is a watershed. In the recent 3.6 billion-year history of the human race, except for the dream of gods, the true gods have disappeared. Even the vast majority of human warriors do not know the existence of the realm of true gods at all. This hinders their vision and
Restricted by habits. Their title for the true gods of the human race in ancient times is also Tianzun.
Tianzun means the limit of human martial arts. Once you enter the realm of Tianzun, you will become the top level person in the divine domain. You can truly sit on the ninth level of the sky and look down on all the people in the world.
Lin Ming finally stopped his breakthrough at the moment when he was about to break through to the realm of Heavenly Lord. Then, the calamity brewing in the nine heavens also disappeared...
The power of the essence and blood of the Flying Feather God King is very strong. However, its strength is not enough to satisfy Lin Ming.
Although he was able to break through Tianzun, he was actually just barely able to break through.
What Lin Ming wants is to accumulate a lot of knowledge and soar into the sky!
Becoming a peerless powerhouse requires enough patience. Rice can be harvested in a few months, but true god-level treasures of heaven and earth often take tens of millions of years to be nurtured. What Lin Ming wants to become is a god-level spiritual treasure. For this, he actually already has
A better choice is the clone of Huang controlled by the Holy Son of Creation!
Lin Ming planned to plunder Huang's clone. Then he used the huge energy and blood power stored in Huang's clone to smash Tianzun's bottleneck into pieces!
"The Holy Son of Creation... We are really destined opponents. We fought once more than six thousand years ago. Now, I am coming to find you again..."
Lin Ming smiled slightly. In fact, the reason why Lin Ming stirred up trouble behind the Saint Clan was to attract the Holy Son of Creation to come and seize the clone of Desolation.
But he didn't expect that the Holy Son of Creation could keep his composure and didn't come to him. Instead, Fairy Qinglian and the Legion of Desolation came.
Although the desolation army combined was far inferior to the desolation clone of the Holy Son of Creation, it was still a generous gift to Lin Ming.
Now, since the Holy Son of Creation is not coming, Lin Ming plans to take the initiative to find him!
"Qinglian, where is the Holy Son of Creation now?" Lin Ming called Fairy Qinglian over.
Qinglian's eyes moved and she asked: "Master, are you going to deal with the Holy Son of Creation?"
"good!"
Lin Ming nodded, and Qinglian looked happy after hearing this.
Although her mind was controlled by Lin Ming, she still retained some of her preferences before being controlled. She was at odds with the Holy Son of Creation. Over the past few thousand years, the Holy Son of Creation had often given her troubles.
It is no secret among the entire Saint Clan that they fight openly and secretly. Fairy Qinglian joined forces with Xi Mirage because they have the common enemy of the Holy Son of Creation.
"Replying to my master, the Holy Son of Creation never exchanges information with us, but according to some reports from Qinglian's subordinates, the Holy Son of Creation has been in the Qianlong Galaxy for a long time recently."
"Oh? What is he doing there?"
"They should be dealing with some important figures in the human race. As for who they are dealing with, I don't know. The Holy Son of Creation is afraid that we will get involved after knowing the information and steal the credit from him. Therefore, he has information about the human race.
It will never be shared with us."
"Well, I understand, then our next stop is to the Qianlong Galaxy!"
As Lin Ming said this, he was also a little worried. Who could be the important person Fairy Qinglian mentioned?
For such a long time, the whereabouts of the major forces of the human race have been strictly kept secret. Even except for themselves, other forces of the human race are not known, in case there are spies controlled by the saints among the human race.
This brought great difficulty to Lin Ming in finding human elites.
"Let's go!"
Lin Ming said this. In front of him, a black temple rotated and grew in size, until it expanded to hundreds of miles in size. This was the Hunyuan Heavenly Palace.
Lin Ming was the first to fly into the Heavenly Palace. Behind him, the four holy generals, two thousand realm kings, and tens of thousands of holy masters followed like locusts!
Everyone did not enter the Hunyuan Heavenly Palace. This huge black temple, after changing its shape slightly, disappeared into the void in an instant...
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Because Lin Ming defeated the Legion of Desolation, a storm had begun to brew in the Qianlong Galaxy!
Sheng Luotian's holy army has rushed to the Qianlong Galaxy, and the human emperor Sakyamuni and others are also organizing troops to march into the Qianlong Galaxy.
More and more experts are gathering here.
"The Dark Lord is coming!"
On the outskirts of the Qianlong Galaxy, in the Putuo Mountain station, Emperor Sakyamuni's heart moved. At this time, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and an elegant man with half a silver mask on his face and wrapped in a black robe opened the door.
Came in.
And behind the elegant man, there was a girl in black.
This girl in black is extremely eye-catching. She looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old and not tall, but she carries a nine-foot-long dark red sickle on her back.
The shape of the blade of this sickle is very exaggerated, like three canine teeth stacked together from large to small. The blade of the sickle is sharp and cold. Even the smallest canine blade at the end of the sickle is half a foot wide. Such a ferocious weapon, once
If it hits a human body, the damage caused can be imagined.
Such a scythe is much taller than the girl in black, so that it can only be slung across the girl's back. Combined with the delicate skin of the girl in black, it gives people a very strong visual impression.
Contrast.
This girl in black is named Mo Xiao. She is a direct disciple of the Dark Lord. She is extremely talented and is known as the second little devil fairy.
She was born nearly two thousand years later than Little Demon Fairy, but now, she also has the cultivation level to become a realm king for the first time.
It takes many geniuses thousands of years to go from the Great Realm King to the Half-Step Heavenly Lord. Therefore, although the girl in black is two thousand years younger, her cultivation level will not lag behind that of Jun Biyue and others.
"Demon Lord, it's so good to see you!"
Although Sakyamuni is a monk, he is a fighting monk, and his speech does not follow the rules of the Buddha. The arrival of the Dark Lord makes Sakyamuni very excited.
Among the current human race and Tianzun level combat power, the Dark Demon Lord is considered to be at the top level, and the forces of the Dark Demon Palace are also extremely well preserved, and there is also a peerless genius Mo Xiao who can grow up in the future.
"War Buddha, Mahavatar Buddha, and friends from the gods and heavenly tribes, I'm glad to see you all standing here safely."
The Dark Lord put his right hand on his chest and saluted. He gave people the impression of a polite gentleman, gentle and elegant.
"You also received the news, right?"
"Does the War Buddha refer to the mysterious man who defeated the Legion of Desolation and the Holy Son of Creation who gathered his troops in the Hidden Dragon Galaxy?"
"Yes! I don't know what the Holy Son of Creation is going to do. He suddenly mobilized an army at this time. It feels like a decisive battle."
"It should be aimed at the mysterious man. Sooner or later, this mysterious man will come to see the Holy Son of Creation. And the Holy Son of Creation doesn't think it's safe to have Huang's clone alone. Instead, he wants many heavenly beings from the Holy Clan to cooperate with him. This really doesn't seem like it.
The style of the Holy Son of Creation, he has always been confident, even a little arrogant, but this time, facing this mysterious man, he is so cautious! This shows how much weight this mysterious man holds in his heart."
"The mysterious man is really powerful. The Holy Clan has been so popular these years. After the Soul Clan fell silent, they almost swept through the Thirty-three Heavens, and no one could challenge them. And the mysterious man almost single-handedly defeated the Holy Clan.
It’s terrible that our clan suffered such a defeat! I have a hunch that the mysterious man will come to find us!”
Emperor Sakyamuni said this, his eyes flashed brightly, and at this time, the messenger suddenly sent a message that thousands of miles in front of the army, the army of the Holy Clan appeared!
The Dark Lord and Emperor Sakyamuni quickly read the information jade slips and judged from the direction in which the holy army was coming, that it came from the Holy Luotian.
Everyone had long guessed that a war would break out in the Qianlong Galaxy, but they did not expect that the war would come so quickly!
"What should we do?" The Dark Lord asked Sakyamuni for his opinion.
"Fight!" Emperor Sakyamuni's eyes flashed with a burning fighting spirit. They came to the Qianlong Galaxy to support the Little Demon Fairy and also to assist the mysterious man. They could not always wait for the mysterious man to take action. They followed
Odds are, at some point, they will also take the initiative to attack, facing the troops of the Hard Steel Saint Clan to create a fighting opportunity for the mysterious man!
Emperor Sakyamuni is looking forward to the confrontation between the mysterious man and the Holy Son of Creation! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!