Chapter five hundred and eighty second title Shura
One hour and a quarter of an hour is the same as the time it takes to confer a god. However, for the same time, because the strength of the warrior is different and the difficulty of the trial is different, the results are also different, which does not mean anything.
"Whoosh!"
A figure shot out from the light door and landed on the ground. It was Lin Ming!
The clothes on Lin Ming's right arm were torn and stained red with blood. However, the wound was healed. It was probably a minor injury to his arm. Other than that, there were no other scars. However, his clothes were slightly messy and his breath was unstable. It was obviously due to excessive consumption.
Already.
There was a gleam in Yan Chi's eyes, and he was not seriously injured, which proved that the assessment was completed well.
"This kid!" Yan Chi was a little jealous.
As for the Conferred God, his eyes remained indifferent. He glanced at Lin Ming lightly and then turned to the King's Stone Tablet.
At the top of the stele, where the Heavenly Shura was, there was a burst of golden light. The entire font of the stele was completely enveloped in the golden light. It was hard to see clearly. You could vaguely see that in this golden light, there was a name slowly forming, volleying in the sky.
Suspended three feet away in front of the King's Stone Monument.
On the King's Stone Stele, the name was first carved in the sky, and then fell on the stone stele. It was magnificent and contained all kinds of subtleties.
"Heaven-level Shura?"
Yan Chi subconsciously clenched his fists, and his name was formed on the upper part of the stone tablet. Is it really a heaven-level Shura that comes out every three hundred years?
Although he had long guessed that with Lin Ming's talent, it was very possible to become a heaven-level Shura, but when this scene actually happened, Yan Chi still felt uncomfortable.
Fengshen, who had not said a word from the beginning, finally moved slightly. He took a deep look at Lin Ming, and his eyes fell on the golden characters that were slowly forming in the air.
And just after Lin Ming's name was formed, people thought that the golden characters were about to fall on the King's Stone Tablet. In front of the two words "Lin Ming", golden light flashed, and another font was formed!
"What!?"
Yan Chi's eyes widened, and there were fonts!
Could it be...
Four fonts were written in the golden light, and what finally formed was - Evil God Shura.
Title the Evil God!
"Click!"
This line of glyphs engraved in the sky landed heavily on the King's Stone Tablet, which was more than ten feet high and three feet behind. The King's Stone Tablet trembled slightly, as if it could not bear the weight of the name!
The golden light settled, and Lin Ming's name was finally deeply imprinted on the Eight Meteor Asuras like a seal. The fourth row - Evil God Shura, Lin Ming!
The expression on Yan Chi's face froze in an instant, and Fengshen, who had always been calm and calm, also lost his previous calmness.
Titled Shura! Evil God!
The titles given by the King's Cage in the Babel Tower are not given randomly. It is said that the qualification test has a certain ability to predict the future. For example, Hao Qian was awarded the title of Eight Meteor Shura. Later, he actually passed the eighth life.
He died, and then achieved great power in the divine sea, and the world respected him as the Eight Meteor War Emperor!
So Lin Ming, who is known as the Evil God, what will happen to him in the future and how will he become the Evil God?
What exactly is the concept of an evil god? And what level of power is he?
Will he be on the same level as the Eight Meteor War Emperors?
Dagu took a deep breath and couldn't contain his shock.
He was stunned for a while, then withdrew his disbelieving gaze and murmured to himself: "I didn't expect that I would witness the birth of a titled Shura... It's really incredible!"
Lin Ming looked at the stone tablet. The title of Shura did not exceed his expectations, nor did it make him proud.
Three people are born in ten thousand years, but don’t forget that there is more than one Tower of Babel.
Of course, to ordinary people, a titled Shura is a legendary existence, but to Lin Ming, if he cannot get this title, then he is really incompetent. If so, he will go to the divine realm and pursue the pinnacle of martial arts.
"Lin Ming!" Fengshen called. He finally spoke. For the first time, his voice sounded calm, but it carried a sharpness and edge. "Tied Evil God! I remember it, and I'm waiting for you!"
After saying that, Fengshen stopped staying and turned around to leave.
Yan Chi's face darkened when he saw Fengshen leaving. He never thought that Lin Ming was such a pervert. If possible, he did not want to be Lin Ming's enemy, but the key was that he would not be Lin Ming's enemy.
Will Ming become his enemy?
Yan Chi finally snorted and left the training ground. He had already decided that if he wanted to fight Lin Ming, he should do it as soon as possible. If it took a year or two, he would never fight Lin Ming.
"Master Lin, here is your qualification token, as well as the jade slip introducing the cage of the titled Shura-level king. Please keep it." Butler Bai respectfully presented a token and a jade slip with a humble attitude.
To the extreme, he never thought that during his years as a deacon, he would witness the birth of a titled Shura.
"Thank you." Lin Ming took the qualification token and scanned the introduction jade slips, finally having a general understanding of the King's Cage.
"Haha, Brother Lin, you are really a blockbuster!"
After Yan Chi left, Dagu laughed loudly. He was very happy to see Yan Chi's deflated expression. The two were originally at odds with each other.
"I really didn't expect that..." Xuanji still covered her mouth and looked at Lin Ming in disbelief.
"It's just luck." Lin Ming said casually and perfunctorily. In fact, no one among the warriors in Babel Tower knew that he was only nineteen years old. Otherwise, these people would be even more horrified.
"Brother Lin, after you get the trial qualification, you can enter the king's cage of the corresponding level. Brother Lin, should you practice now, or go have a drink?"
Lin Ming said: "Thank you, Brother Dagu, for your kindness. I still want to practice as soon as possible. I didn't have much understanding during the qualification trial just now, so I want to reflect on it."
"Okay, I'll say goodbye then." Dagu said and clasped his fists.
Lin Ming also clasped his fists in return.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, "Mr. Lin, let's go have a drink. I want to join in, haha."
"Um?"
Lin Ming turned around and saw a short demon man, less than six feet tall, wearing a large robe and walking over with a smile.
"What's the matter?"
Lin Ming asked.
When Dagu saw this man, he frowned slightly and said to Lin Ming Zhenyuan: "This man is the lobbyist of the Dark Lord. He is probably here to give you an order, so I won't accompany you. Brother Lin weighs the pros and cons on his own.
Take care of yourself."
After Dagu finished speaking, he left with Xuanji. When Xuanji left, she gave the dwarf demon man a rude look, and the disgust in her eyes was extremely obvious.
The dwarf demon man didn't take it seriously and said: "Master Lin, I have already reserved a seat at Haoming Residence. How about we go to Haoming Residence and sit with me? I have great news to tell Master Lin."
"No need, just say whatever you want here." Lin Ming's voice was extremely cold.
"Haha..." The dwarf demon man was not embarrassed, smiled, and said: "It seems that Master Lin already knows the purpose of my coming... Then I will make a long story short, the Lord appreciates you very much, if you are willing, you can
The period of choosing to become the envoy of the Lord is fifty years. During this period, you can use the cultivation resources in the Babel Tower at will. This is great news. The cultivation resources in the Babel Tower cannot even be compared to the Holy Land.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is the best training place in the entire Holy Demon Continent. I don’t know Lord Lin..."
"Sorry, I have no such plan." Lin Ming refused directly without leaving any room.
"Young Master Lin, this is something that no one else can ask for. I don't know how many people are coveting this position. What's more, it's said to be fifty years. In fact, it doesn't take that long at all. With Master Lin's talent, he can serve for more than ten years at most. As long as...
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"Are you done? Lin still wants to practice." Lin Ming has already issued an order to expel guests.
There is no free lunch in the world. After signing a soul contract and becoming the eagle dog of the Babel Tower, although you can use the training resources at will, you need to prevent the growth of other geniuses for the Babel Tower. To put it bluntly, it is the big hand hired by the Babel Tower. For example, Xing Tian was on the second floor
This is the task.
The dwarf demon man's face looked a little unhappy. After all, he was also a subordinate of the Lord, and on behalf of the Lord, he was treated like this by Lin Ming.
The smile faded, and the dwarf man's voice also turned cold, "Lin Ming, those who understand the current situation are heroes. If you are stubborn, unless you leave the Tower of Babel, you may cause misfortune!"
The last sentence was spoken by the dwarf demon man using his true energy voice transmission.
Lin Ming was neither happy nor angry, and said calmly: "Lin has no interest in the power or interests of Babel Tower. Lin will stay in Babel Tower for another two years at most. He has no intention of becoming an enemy of the Lords of Babel Tower. He just wants to settle down."
Practice quietly, if there are still people who are worried, Lin can guarantee that he will give up attacking the ten-winged demon and only stop at the peak of the eight-winged demon."
Lin Ming made a big concession by saying this. The martial will of the Heavenly Demon obtained by becoming a Twelve-Winged Heavenly Demon was certainly tempting, but Lin Ming also knew how terrifying the Tower of Babel was. He had no intention of destroying the entire Tower of Babel by himself.
Being an enemy, giving in this step is a sign of sincerity.
However, the dwarf demon man did not see it that way. In his opinion, Lin Ming was simply toasting instead of eating the fine wine. It is rare for a Lord to value someone highly, but there are people who do not know how to praise him.
Enemy? You have such a strong tone, should I also thank you for your mercy on behalf of the Twelve Lords? Huh!"
The dwarf demon man snorted coldly when he said this, and was about to say a few harsh words. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the King's Stone Tablet. At the top of the stone tablet, the golden light had not completely dimmed, and there was still some residual light shining silently.
With.
It was this ray of golden light that attracted the attention of the dwarf man.
The font shrouded in the golden light was clearly - "Evil God Shura, Lin Ming!"
The dwarf man's eyes widened in an instant, and his mouth remained open, but the cruel words he originally wanted to say could not be said at all.
Title Shura!
God! Did I read that right?
He naturally knows that the three names on this king's stone tablet have not changed for thousands of years.
But today, there was an additional name—Lin Ming!
He actually got this title?
The dwarf man was completely stunned.
"Do you have anything else?" Lin Ming's voice was extremely cold.
"Ah!" The dwarf demon man seemed to be startled, and then he came to his senses. He shook his head reflexively and said: "I...I'm...nothing." (To be continued. Please search for Piao Tian Literature and Novels.