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Chapter 1769 God of Creation

Chapter 1769: God of Creation

The sword slammed into the sky, swallowing the sky and the earth, the black sword light seemed to destroy the foundation of this independent space and cut off the pillars of the world!

In the face of this mighty sword, people just feel as if the end is coming and the world is about to collapse.

Lin Ming was holding the Phoenix Blood Spear, the 10-meter-long barrel, trembling gently in this catastrophe-like sword light!

The phoenix blood spear is just a spiritual weapon. It is too reluctant to use it to face the true god treasure, even if it is only a true god treasure that exerts less than one-tenth of its power.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Lin Ming, how could they block the Holy Son of Fortune without the Dark Dragon Spear?

However, the Dark Dragon Spear cannot be used arbitrarily. As a result, in the terrifying sword light sweeping the world, the Phoenix Blood Spear is likely to be broken into two pieces!

"Woooooo!"

The phoenix blood spear trembled violently, and let out an overwhelmed groan!

Lin Ming's complexion changed slightly. He was now at an extreme disadvantage in terms of weapons. At first, he really wanted to use the guerrilla warfare strategy to consume the Holy Son of Creation's physical strength.

However, the Holy Son of Fortune did not give Lin Ming this chance at all. This move sealed the void and forced Lin Ming to face the enemy head-on!

The Holy Son of Fortune was the strongest opponent Lin Ming had ever encountered so far!

"Buzz!"

The tremor of the Phoenix Blood Spear became more and more violent. Seeing that it could no longer be supported, Lin Ming flipped his right hand, and the Phoenix Blood Spear was submerged in the Sumeru Ring. The next moment, another spear appeared in Lin Ming's hand. It is a long golden spear with a blazing golden glow!

This gun, called the Zijin Gun, was the Heavenly Venerate Spirit Treasure that Prince Haoyue purchased at the Shenwen City auction with a sky-high price of 2 billion points. At that time, Lin Ming also deliberately cheated Prince Haoyue.

Later, Prince Haoyue was killed by Lin Ming. After all, the gun still fell into Lin Ming's hands.

In terms of grade, this Purple Gold Spear is of course far inferior to the Black Divine Sword of the Holy Son of Fortune, but it is much stronger than the Phoenix Blood Spear, at least it won't break in the sword glow.

"Crack clap!"

The purple-gold spear collided fiercely with the black sword light, and large swaths of golden light were swallowed by the black sword light.

Lin Ming was retreating steadily, but on the contrary, the Son of Fortune was like a broken bamboo, and he slashed Lin Ming's head with one sword.

"Snapped!"

Lin Ming directly hit the barrier of the space cage!

The Holy Son of Fortune came straight at him, his whole body was full of Yuan Yuan, burning like a scorching sun, and his black hair was scattered wantonly, like a peerless god of war.

His eyes are as sharp as a divine sword, the energy in his whole body bursts like a tide, his blood is like a billowing wolf smoke, and he goes straight to the galaxy!

"Suppressed!"

Seeing such a scene, the Human Race Heavenly Venerate almost stopped his heartbeat, the Son of Fortune was too strong, and the power of qi and blood on his body was chasing the adult divine beast, which was simply unmatched!

On the other hand, Lin Ming, although he took out a spear of the Heavenly Venerate Spirit Treasure rank, the rank of this spear was not considered to be the best among the Heavenly Venerate Spirit Treasures, and it was still a lot worse against the Son of Fortune.

He has been forced to the barrier of the space cage, and he can only bear the blow of the Son of Fortune!

"Even if you can use the True Spirit Treasure, you are far from my opponent, not to mention that you can't even use the True Spirit Treasure, watch me cut your head!"

Made the Son of God smirk,

He was finally able to hit Lin Ming with all his strength. After this blow, it would definitely break Lin Ming's meridians and smash his internal organs!

Facing the sword of the Holy Son of Fortune, Lin Ming's pupils shrank. At this moment, in Lin Ming's spiritual sea, a green divine light pierced straight out and poured into the body of the Zijin spear.

This is exactly Lin Ming's Jade Soul Battle Spirit!

Infuse weapons with war spirits to make up for the lack of weapon grades.

At that moment, Lin Ming activated the power of the Heretic God to the extreme. Behind him, a phantom shadow of an ancient tree appeared, with a towering canopy that covered the clouds and the sun.

Even the black light that annihilated everything, shining on the ancient tree, was blocked by the canopy, making it difficult to penetrate.

All the energy condensed and formed a huge vortex in front of Lin Ming. Lin Ming stabbed the spear and swept the void.

Darkness is eternal!

"Boom!"

A terrifying loud noise erupted between Lin Ming and the Holy Son of Fortune. The energy wave slammed into the ground, and even the ocean hundreds of miles away were surging into the sky, triggering a tsunami!

Lin Ming held the Purple Gold Spear, and sturdyly collided with the Son of Fortune!

A spear versus a blade, nothing fancy!

Lin Ming's whole body was stretched with flesh and blood, and his meridians were bulging like earthworms. With the sound of clicking, the space barrier behind him was crushed!

"what?"

The Holy Son of Fortune never imagined that Lin Ming actually blocked his attack head-on.

Although it was said that the Holy Son of Fortune had not used all of his strength, and he had not used the "God of Fortune", but in his impression, even the power he displayed now should not be comparable to Lin Ming.

Especially Lin Ming's weapons were inferior to his own.

"Although the sword light of the Holy Son of Fortune is terrifying, it was blocked by Lin Ming, and Lin Ming is only a half-step holy master..."

On the demon clan's side, many young heroes watched this battle from a distance of hundreds of miles. They had long heard that Lin Ming's talent was against the sky, but today was the first time they had seen it with their own eyes.

"Lin Ming is in the younger generation. No one can stand up to him. The young man of my clan is like a firefly compared to him. No wonder he has the courage to challenge the Holy Son of Fortune."

In the middle stage of the half-step Holy Master against the Holy Son of Fortune, and the weapons were still weaker by one level, people thought that Lin Ming would be defeated very quickly, but in the two consecutive battles, Lin Ming did not have a clear disadvantage.

This alone is enough to be proud of!

"His Royal Highness Wumo, what are you doing? Don't hurry up and defeat this Lin Ming. You have the advantage of cultivation in this battle. You must win it completely, not only defeating Lin Ming, but also defeating the confidence of the human race. You are losing, haven't you seen the expressions of those human race gods? Destroy their hopes and make them unable to rise up the courage to resist our clan!"

At this moment, the sound transmission of the Saint Clan Heavenly Venerate resounded in the ears of the Son of Fortune.

The Holy Son of Fortune took a deep breath. He was a dignified Holy Son of the Holy Clan, and he was in the middle stage of the Holy Master. If it took so long to face Lin Ming, a human warrior who was not even a Holy Master, it would not make sense.

At this moment, the aura of the Son of Creation completely quieted down.

He stared at Lin Ming burningly, "I admit that I underestimated you. Your strength is beyond my imagination. However, this still won't change anything. You will still be defeated."

When the Son of Fortune spoke, the Gang Yuan of his whole body suddenly turned golden, as if a golden sun was burning inside the Son of Fortune's body.

With the change of the color of the good fortune Saint Child Gangyuan, the aura of his whole person has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

"This is……"

Many of the human race heroes present were people with keen perception. They noticed that the Holy Son of Fortune seemed to have completed some kind of transformation at this moment, and his strength suddenly increased.

"It's the "God of Fortune"! A few years ago, when the Son of Fortune defeated the King of the Great Realm of the Human Race, he used this kind of golden Astral Essence!"

Among the Human Race Heavenly Venerates present, some people personally watched the duel between the Son of Fortune and the Great Realm King of the Human Race, and were extremely impressed with the "God of Fortune".

The Holy Son of Fortune who uses the "Divine Art of Fortune" and the Holy Son of Fortune in the normal state are completely different concepts. What's more, the Holy Son of Fortune today has broken through the fifth level of the "Divine Art of Fortune"!

"Lin Ming, be careful with his "Fortune Magic", it seems to be a set of first-class, even top-notch true gods!"

The voice transmission of Tianzun Haoyu reverberated in Lin Ming's ears.

His own knowledge is also limited, and he can't tell the exact level of "Good Fortune" at all.

Tianzun Haoyu's words made Lin Ming's heart stagnate for a while. It was a first-class or even a top-notch true god technique!

Lin Ming didn't know what rank the Sage Emperor Good Fortune was in the true gods, but there was no doubt that the Sacred Clan should have acquired quite a few rare inheritances from the ruins of the ancient world over the years.

Moreover, the background of the saints is too deep, and their martial arts civilization and inheritance have never been cut off, which is not comparable to human beings at all.

Under such circumstances, even if the Holy Emperor of Fortune did not reach the realm of a superior true god, Lin Ming would not find it strange that he possessed a superior or even a top true god technique.

In this way, the "Fengshen Dafa" of Fengshen Tianzun is probably not as good as the "Creation of God" of the Son of Fortune!

As Lin Ming thought about it, his expression became more solemn.

At this moment, the power of the entire world suddenly seemed to be summoned by an invisible call, and all began to gather towards the Son of Fortune.

This kind of power is not only the vitality of heaven and earth, but also contains all kinds of power of heaven and earth.

Light, temperature, tiny ions, the power of life, the power of rocks, the power of water, everything, all converge to the Son of Creation!

Lin Ming saw it with his own eyes, outside their battlefield, hundreds of miles away.

The vegetation began to perish, and the towering ancient trees lost their leaves one after another, and their trunks turned into dead wood.

The streams in the forest were also evaporated, revealing the shriveled riverbed.

This kind of feeling is as if the river has been drained of its essence and vitality, dying like life, and all the escaping essence and vitality have been absorbed by the Son of Creation.

When the forest was completely destroyed, the flying birds rose from the sky, manic and restless, and the beasts in the forest were also running around, seeming to encounter something extremely terrifying.

They struggled frantically in the gradually withering forest, but after a while, they burst open one by one screaming, and their bodies turned into clusters of blood mist.

And these blood mists are also gathering towards the Son of Fortune!

This kind of feeling is like, the Son of Good Fortune has taken all the power of a world and used it all to strengthen itself.

This kind of power can no longer be called the vitality of heaven and earth, but the power of creation.

"The Magic of Creation", the creation of the world! The so-called creation is the sum total of nature, that is, the great world, except for human beings!

If a person takes away the creation, then the world will lose its aura and vitality, and will die.

This is a set of exercises that are extremely domineering!

If it is used by a true god, it can directly drain a vast world!

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