Such a casual tone clearly didn't take the Dark Lord seriously.
It's so arrogant!
Although the twelve lords are not as talented as Fengshen or even as salt crazy, but given their age, the weakest one among them can beat all the testers.
It was widely rumored that Fengshen could compare with the weakest Lord, but it was just a comparison. In a real life and death fight, Fengshen would probably lose.
What's more, the Dark Lord is not the weakest Lord at all. He has been a Lord for many years, and his strength can even be ranked in the middle and upper reaches of the twelve Lords!
On the other hand, Lin Ming was indeed very powerful, but he had just experienced three battles and had already consumed a lot of his true energy. Wouldn't he be seeking death if he challenged the Dark Lord at this time?
"Lin Ming wants to fight the Dark Lord after experiencing the wheel battle... Is he crazy?"
"Although the injuries sustained in three battles are nothing, at least he has to consume 40 to 50% of his true energy. Are you looking for death?"
"You think Lin Ming is a fool? In the past year, Lin Ming has fought so many times. How often have you seen him lose?" Someone said in dissatisfaction.
"It's really impressive that I haven't lost, but it's not an exaggeration. I haven't lost in Fengshen. Most of the people who have lost on the third floor are already dead! Do you think Lin Ming can win just because he hasn't lost?
Over the Dark Lord?"
After this rhetorical question, the warrior who spoke before fell silent. In Babel Tower, the status of the Lord is deeply rooted. They have been at the highest point of Babel Tower for many years and control a large amount of resources, special training ground, and the path of the emperor.
Even... a lot of demon bones!
With these resources and accumulation over time, one can imagine their strength!
The Twelve Lords have not taken action for many years. Challenge them? No one dares to think so!
The Dark Lord looked at Lin Ming for more than ten breaths. He never thought that Lin Ming would dare to challenge him. He was worried that he did not have a legitimate excuse to kill Lin Ming, but he came to the door himself.
.
Did this kid hide his strength in the battle just now? The corners of the Dark Lord's mouth curved. He was not worried about this at all. As the Lord, he has been able to use the Tower of Babel almost at will in recent years, including the Emperor's Road.
With all the resources, coupled with his age and cultivation, how could he lose!
"You want to challenge me?"
"Yes! After killing the salt maniac, my demon tattoo still failed to break through the ten wings."
Demon tattoo failed to break through the ten wings?
Does he mean to use the Dark Lord to complete his demon tattoo?
The warriors around were shocked, how arrogant this was!
"Devil tattoo? Hahahahaha!" The Dark Lord laughed wantonly, "In that case, I will help you!"
With a casual step, no one saw the Dark Lord's movements clearly. The next moment, he had appeared on the ring.
Lin Ming held the Purple Hyun Spear, pointing directly at the Dark Lord, with a calm expression. When fighting Yan Chi and Maha, he always had reservations, just for this battle.
He will go all out in this battle!
From a rational point of view, it is a bit rash to challenge the Dark Lord now, because Lin Ming does not know the full strength of the Dark Lord, but he cannot suppress the fighting spirit in his heart. He wants to have a hearty fight and use his own strength to fight.
Peak state, a true test of his improvement in strength after passing the King's Cage.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena was extremely solemn. All the audience held their breath and stared at the two people on the stage, fearing that they would miss something.
On the throne, Fengshen subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword and challenged the Lord... He had had this idea before, but it was only for two Lords who had just been promoted for less than three years. As for challenging the Dark Lord, he could
Not so crazy.
On the ring, the Dark Lord just stood with his hands behind his back, without any weapons, looking extremely casual, "Let's see if you can force me to draw my sword!"
As he spoke, an invisible aura emanated from him, like a rolling wave, coming out wantonly!
"This momentum..."
"Terrible! The momentum is not directed at us at all, but I feel as if I have been sucked into the storm and can't breathe!"
"Just being enveloped in this momentum, I'm afraid I won't have the courage to resist. How can I fight?"
The Dark Lord has not yet taken action, but his aura is so powerful. How much pressure should Lin Ming bear when facing this aura head-on?
"Forcing you to draw your sword?"
Lin Ming smiled slightly, unaware of the aura that enveloped him. He held the Purple Hyun Spear in his right hand, the tip of the spear slowly drew a full moon on the ground, and the Shura Force Field of the Heavenly Demon's Martial Intent was activated!
"boom!"
The Heavenly Magic Field suppressed in Lin Ming's body exploded! Lin Ming had long been accustomed to the pressure of the Heavenly Magic Field in the Emperor's Cage, so what did the Dark Lord's momentum mean?
The Heavenly Magic Field is like heavy mercury, directly tearing apart the Dark Lord's momentum, swallowing up the Dark Lord's momentum with an unstoppable force, covering the entire martial arts arena, not only the Dark Lord, but also the martial arts arena.
The warriors in the front row were also enveloped in this force field.
"puff!"
One of the weakest warriors spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, his face as pale as paper!
"Get out now!"
"What's going on?"
"My heart will stop."
In the Heavenly Magic Field, no matter the soul, spirit, true energy, or body, they must bear terrifying pressure. It is not surprising that warriors with poor strength are directly killed by the Heavenly Magic Field!
The warriors closest to Lin Ming all turned pale and stepped back. Even the top fifty warriors on the third floor could not stay any longer. Although they were not injured under this pressure, they would not be able to bear it for a long time.
live!
"It's the magic field..."
Fengshen looked at Lin Ming, with a hint of complexity in his eyes. Having entered the King's Cage, he would certainly not forget the Heavenly Magic Field.
At the beginning, Fengshen had to exit the King's Cage because the magic field was getting stronger and stronger. He could no longer bear it anymore.
"I didn't expect that after Lin Ming entered the King's Cage, he actually understood the Heavenly Magic Field..." Fengshen shook his head slightly. Others who entered the King's Cage tried their best to resist the pressure of the Heavenly Magic Field, but Lin Ming entered
After being imprisoned in the King's Cage, he was able to comprehend the heavenly magic field and use it for his own use. What a monster this is!
After entering the King's Cage, he only lasted twenty-eight days, but Lin Ming could withstand one hundred and eight days.
Apart from the fact that he had gained strength through repeatedly breaking through his limits, he had no other gains. Lin Ming not only comprehended the artistic conception of time and space, but also comprehended the heavenly magic field.
This is no longer the same level.
If Lin Ming enters the path of emperor in the future, to what extent should his strength be improved?
Thinking of this, it is a pity to become a god. It is impossible for Lin Ming to enter the path of emperor. The Twelve Lords will not allow this to happen.
After this battle, if Lin Ming is lucky enough to survive, he may have to leave Babel Tower.
There is no place for him here.
On the arena, the Dark Lord was in the Heavenly Magic Field, his face as sinking as water. The warriors around him were only affected by the force field, but he was the first to bear the full pressure of the Heavenly Magic Field!
Even in this environment, he felt that the demonic energy in his body was not flowing smoothly.
"After entering the King's Cage, you can actually understand the magic field of heaven. I admit that you are qualified to force me to use my sword."
The Dark Lord touched the Sumeru Ring with his fingers, and pulled out a dark red long sword from the ring. The sword body was only two inches wide and less than three feet long. The spine of the sword was not straight, but had a strange twist. It looked like
Like a swimming red snake.
"This sword..."
Lin Ming's pupils shrank when he saw the dark red sword. The quality of this sword was definitely higher than the Zixuan Spear in his hand!
You must know that the Zixuan Spear is made from the Ten Thousand Years Holy Fire Wutong, the Thousand Years Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo, and various rare materials. It was made by the Chiyan Ancestor with the help of the above ancient formations.
Even so, it can't compare to the quality of this sword. Could it be...a heaven-level treasure?
The only treasure that Lin Ming had seen that was above the heaven level was the Universe Melting Sun Furnace. Of course, the Universe Sun Melting Furnace might even have exceeded the category of heaven level treasures. It should at least be a high grade heaven level treasure.
Lin Ming had never seen a true low-grade heaven-level treasure, so he could not judge the level of the dark red dagger in front of him.
Unfathomable cultivation, a training ground that can be used at will, a large number of resources including the bones of the devil, plus a dark red snake sword that is suspected to be a heaven-level treasure...
The strength of the Dark Lord can be imagined!
In the audience, even Mo Gu, who had always believed in Lin Ming's strength, felt guilty. Facing such a powerful Dark Lord, how could Lin Ming win?
"You should be content to die under my dark red snake."
The tip of the Dark Lord's sword was pointed directly at Lin Ming. He moved. No one saw clearly how he moved. There was only a soft sound of "chi", and the space seemed to be torn apart. The Dark Lord's sword had already appeared in Lin Ming's body.
in front of!
A strange sword! There is no surging demonic energy, no brilliant sword light, just a simple sword, but even the Conferred God has no confidence in blocking this sword!
Lin Ming's eyes narrowed, he stepped on the Golden Peng Breaking the Void Body Technique, and his figure disappeared like a puff of blue smoke.
After integrating the increasingly sophisticated spatial artistic conception into his body movements, his movements have become as elusive as ghosts.
The sword struck Lin Ming's afterimage, and the Dark Lord sneered. He turned the snake sword in his hand, and the artistic conception contained in it burst out.
Destroy the mood!
In an instant, the air was shattered.
With another stab, the Dark Lord's speed reached its peak. As soon as Lin Ming's figure appeared, the Dark Lord had already stabbed in front of Lin Ming!
Lin Ming's pupils shrank, and while thrusting out a spear, he used the Golden Roc's Shattering Void Body Technique again!
call--
Lin Ming appeared dozens of feet away in an instant, and then, the green cloth sleeve on his right arm turned into powder silently and dissipated into nothingness...
In the electric fight, the Dark Lord only used two swords, without any gorgeous collision of true energy. However, all the warriors present felt out of breath.
The fight just now was obviously just a test, and we can't imagine how serious the real fierce battle will be! (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)