Chapter five hundred and seventieth magical use of artistic conception
In Hong Zhong's opinion, the current Lin Ming is worth fifteen hundred pieces of high-grade Blood Evil Crystal!
And later Kaiyang promised again that if he could successfully obtain the items in Lin Ming's Sumeru Ring, he could introduce Hong Zhong to become the direct subordinate of the Dark Lord.
This condition makes Hong Zhong very excited. Once he climbs the high branch of the Lord, he can get 20% off, 30% off, or even completely free use of the training ground!
For Hong Zhong, although the "soul pearl" may have great value, it is an unknown thing after all, and there is no such visible benefit.
So now, he couldn't wait to fight Lin Ming.
"I didn't offend this guy, did I?" Lin Ming turned around, but he didn't know what this guy named Hong Zhong was excited about.
Inadvertently, Lin Ming saw Kai Yang in the audience, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.
"Kaiyang..."
A cold light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes. He has hardly been out of the training ground these days. Kaiyang naturally has no chance to make a move. This time he appears in the competition, and Kaiyang will not miss the opportunity.
"You make the move, I will follow." Lin Ming didn't care about this. Even if he faced Kaiyang himself, he would not be short of breath.
The battle on the stage was inextricable. Lin Ming watched the battle calmly, and at this moment, a message of true energy sounded in Lin Ming's ears.
"Brother Lin!"
At the familiar voice, Lin Ming turned around and saw that the person coming was Mo Gu.
"Brother Mo!"
"Brother Lin, today is your first battle. I only learned about your opponent two hours ago and helped you collect some information." Mogu said, handing out a jade slip, "Time is tight and the information is limited. You
Let’s take a look quickly.”
"Thank you." Lin Ming felt a little warm in his heart. Although he knew that Mo Gu befriended him because he was optimistic about his future, in any case, it was a very gratifying thing to meet a friend on the third level.
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His perception was immersed in the jade slips. Before Lin Ming had time to see much, the battle on the stage had already decided the winner. What was rare was that this time the opponents were relatively close in strength. Both sides suffered losses and no one died.
If it were on the first floor, such a match might attract a burst of boos, but on the third floor of the Babel Tower, the few spectators in the audience all remained silent, and a depressing atmosphere permeated the martial arts arena.
"In this battle, Ouyue wins!" The referee determined the winner based on the previous fight between the two sides. After glancing at the audience, the referee loudly said: "The next match is between Hong Zhong and Lin Ming!"
Suddenly hearing the name Lin Ming, some people in the audience paid more attention, but they were just paying attention. The name Lin Ming was very popular on the second floor, but it was relatively common on the third floor. In the eyes of these warriors, Lin Ming
It is true that Ming is a top genius, but now, he is still a little immature.
"If I remember correctly, this is Lin Ming's first match. I didn't expect that he would have to play against Hong Zhong."
"Hong Zhong can be considered a tough guy on the third floor. His apparent strength can be ranked in the top fifty, but his hidden strength is unknown. From this, the Babel Tower judges think that Lin Ming has the strength of the top fifty on the third floor.
Wow, I really don’t know how this evaluation was made. A newbie who has just been upgraded to the second floor is actually ranked among the top fifty opponents. This Lin Ming is going to be unlucky." A warrior said with gloating, the warrior of Babel Tower,
No one wants to see a new genius grow up. If they are unlucky, they will become a stepping stone for others.
"Hehe, I think Lin Ming has probably offended someone, but it is too early to say that Lin Ming will be unlucky. Let's wait and see the result."
Lin Ming tiptoed and flew onto the ring lightly. Opposite him, Hong Zhong was already waiting on the ring with a Overlord Spear.
Gun versus gun!
However, Lin Ming's Zixuan Spear was smaller than the python-like Overlord Spear in Hong Zhong's hand.
"The battle begins!"
The referee didn't say anything and started the game directly.
"Hey, kid, I'll count it on you as bad luck, take your life!" Hong Zhong strode forward, making the ground roar. With every step he took, his momentum increased, as if he was stepping on someone.
To the beat of the heartbeat.
Step by step, the steps became more and more urgent, and Lin Ming felt that his own heartbeat was faintly affected.
A very clever step to prepare for the momentum! On the stage, Mo Gu was shocked. The warriors on the third floor of the Babel Tower were not ordinary people. This way of stepping seemed simple, but in fact it was full of mysteries.
If it were him, facing an attack like Hong Zhong's, his momentum would be completely suppressed, and his momentum would be suppressed before he could fight. How could he still fight?
In the audience, there were many warriors who secretly admired Hong Zhong's pace. Even the proud Kaiyang had a smile on his face.
However, Lin Ming just stood there casually, not caring at all.
"What is this kid doing?"
Hong Zhong frowned, but the movements of his feet did not stop at all. His momentum quickly reached its peak!
The overlord gun in hand is ready to go!
At this moment, Hong Zhong suddenly felt that his pace had slowed down. He should have taken this step long ago, but for some reason, he couldn't move faster.
The originally perfect rhythm was disrupted because of the sudden slowdown of this step.
The momentum he had built up step by step was also destroyed because of this.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Hong Zhong was shocked. At that moment, he felt that the time around him seemed to be slowing down extremely slowly. Although it had no effect on his body, it easily defeated the force of his spear.
The third-level warriors who were watching the battle were also shocked. No one had reached this stage, so they naturally saw the mystery of the fight just now.
“The mood of time!”
"Yes, this freak Lin Ming has understood the laws of time and space!" A warrior suddenly remembered this. They knew a lot about Lin Ming's information.
"Humph! It's just a scratch!" Beside the warrior, a young hero from the Fairy Tribe said with a stern face. In terms of artistic conception, the Fairy Tribe has outstanding talents, but as a young hero from the Fairy Tribe, he could not comprehend the artistic conception of time and space, but he
After being understood by a human being, his face would certainly not look good.
However, the warrior beside him did not understand the meaning of the goblin youth, and still said to himself: "It is indeed just scratching the surface, but it is not easy, and he simply used a little time and artistic conception to destroy it lightly.
Without Hong Zhong's pace and rhythm, this application method is really ingenious!"
The warrior became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke. As a result, the goblin young man's face naturally became even more ugly.
"Good boy, I have underestimated you, but so what if you can defeat my spear power? I can completely overwhelm you with my absolute strength alone, without relying on leverage!"
"Take my shot!"
Hong Zhong shouted loudly, and suddenly drew the Overlord Spear in his hand from the air, like a mountain bearing down on the top! The rolling demonic energy was like a dark cloud over the city.
At that moment, Lin Ming's eyes flashed, and the purple spear in his hand pierced out like lightning, the mood of thunder!
This gun did not use any killing move, but the gun body was burning with blazing purple lightning. With the blessing of the artistic conception of thunder, the power of this lightning was different from before.
"Tsk!"
Zixuan's gun hit the center of the barrel of the Overlord's gun, just like hitting a snake seven inches away. The Overlord's gun suddenly stopped, and the violent thunder power poured into Hong Zhong's body unceremoniously.
Hong Zhong's body froze, and his whole body was almost paralyzed. He was horrified. However, Hong Zhong was worthy of being a top-ranked master on the third floor of the Babel Tower. Seeing the Zixuan gun piercing his throat like a poisonous snake, he bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to
He woke up and shouted loudly, "Get out!"
A shot swept across Lin Ming's face. Lin Ming flew backwards, turned around in the air, Hunyuan Spear!
With a spear thrust out, the blood-drinking seals flew. After Lin Ming's experience in the Babel Tower, not only the number of blood-drinking seals increased greatly, but also more powerful blood-drinking seals condensed after the death of strong men such as Xue Man and Xing Tian.
It has also been greatly improved.
This spear thrust out, and the blood-drinking seal rotated rapidly like a steel needle.
Hong Zhong's pupils shrank, and he was inexplicably shocked. Lin Ming's strength far exceeded his imagination.
"boom!"
The demonic energy completely exploded, and huge demonic waves were set off around Hong Zhong. The demonic patterns on his body shone completely. It was obvious that he had used his core skills and went all out!
Lin Ming sneered and activated the power of the evil god!
"Crack!"
When a spear came, Hong Zhong blocked Zi Xuan's spear, but the swirling blood-drinking seal cut open the demon wave he released and stabbed him straight in the face!
At this time, the Overlord's Spear was outside, and Hong Zhong couldn't resist it at all.
"Crush it for me!"
Hong Zhong shouted violently and punched out, using his flesh and blood to fight against the blood-drinking seal!
"Crack!"
Dozens of blood-drinking seals were knocked away by Hong Zhong's punch! However, Hong Zhong's fist only broke some skin.
Lin Ming's eyes flashed, what a strong fist!
However, Lin Ming was shocked, and Hong Zhong was even more shocked. His punch seemed ordinary, but in fact it consumed a lot of energy. It highly compressed the demonic energy in the body to resist the attack. It was their sect's top defense technique - Hong Zhong's Cover, but just now
With that punch, his bell shield was almost completely shattered.
"This kid will definitely be a disaster if you keep him!" Hong Zhong licked the blood on his fist, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "I didn't expect to force me to this point. In this case, I will let you bear my full blow! This
This is the first time I have used this move in Babel Tower!"
Kaiyang has long said that Hong Zhong has hidden his strength. Hong Zhong who exerts all his strength can rank at least thirty people on the third floor, and may even challenge the top thirty!
The bones around Hong Zhong's body crackled and his face began to become more ferocious, with a protruding forehead, fangs exposed, and veins all over his body twisted like earthworms.
Lin Ming's eyes flashed, and he could feel the strong pressure coming from Hong Zhong's body.
"Sure enough, there is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon on the third floor of Babel Tower. Just a Hong Zhong ranked in the forties or fifties can have this strength. If they are among the top ten, or the Seven Demons, how powerful should they be?"
The fighting spirit burned in Lin Ming's heart, and he resolutely released the power of the evil god! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)