Chapter 1906 Blood Stained the Starry Sky
With the appearance of the pitch-black Shura, Lin Ming, who was standing in the spirit ship, felt his heart palpitate. The Shura's blood in his body trembled, and the dark dragon spear melded into the blood also neighed.
The power that was integrated into Lin Ming's body resonated with the shadow of Shura that appeared in front of the divine decree.
"Master Asura Road..." Lin Ming's eyes flashed.
The aura of the true god that emerged this time was different from the previous burning decrees of the gods, and was unusually sharp.
As the image of the Shura warrior became clearer and clearer, the iron-blooded aura on his body became stronger and stronger, as if the surrounding space had become a rolling killing field.
Its pupils shoot out boundless sharp rays of light, looking beyond the starry sky.
Seeing this Asura warrior, the Primordial Protoss, including some powerhouses from other Primordial Universes, were all excited.
The power of the whole god's decree skyrocketed again, like the sun, bursting out the boundless sharp rays of light.
The Asura warrior was also shrouded in light, with a dark spear in his hand, rushing out of the spirit ship and shooting outside.
Boom boom boom.
Outside the Snow White Spirit Ship, Yi's attack was boiling like a tidal wave, making a terrifying rumbling sound, as if a giant drum was shaking in the hearts of everyone, making people palpitate.
"Master Shura Road's divine decree? Do you want to resist me on this basis? Lin Ming, and some old bones of the Taikoo people, today you will all become 'wild' - one - this - reading - small - talking - bait ."
The Holy Emperor of Fortune had a ferocious expression and a cold tone. In his eyes, even though the Primordial Protoss in the Western Mountains at sunset still has some capital, they are under the irresistible general trend of the rise of the Saints. Just a turkey dog. This time, he wants to make a once glorious ethnic group disappear into the long river of history.
Every time he thinks of this, there is a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
Whoosh whoosh!
Dozens of flesh-and-blood dragons, like endless long whips, all stopped attacking, and immediately retracted, surrounding the boundless blood-colored sphere one after another.
At the same time, the Holy Son of Fortune was directly thrown out by an evil dragon and fell into the attacking giant ship of the Holy Race.
In an instant, those dragons turned into layers of flesh and blood defense, like countless walls of flesh and blood. Surrounded by the huge meat balls like stars.
Facing the lock of Shura's decree. Dodging is not realistic at all, not to mention that the reminder of "Huang" is so huge that it is impossible to dodge.
The Asura warrior strode through the void, holding a dragon-like black spear in his hand. There was an infinite amount of black light on his body.
Every ray of light. All cover the universe.
Some of the Holy Spirit ships got too close. It was swept directly by the light, ignited by the black light like a kite, and exploded into a black fireball. There were countless mournful screams inside.
Asura warriors and guns unite, unleashing boundless might, like a ripple that expands in all directions.
The surrounding cosmic space is like a boiling tide, countless voids are cracked, and stars are broken.
Many holy clan spirit ships reacted and quickly retreated, dragging out dazzling brilliance. The Holy Spirit Ship, which had no time to retreat, was directly shaken and shattered.
The Asura warrior and the long spear in his hand turned into a seemingly endless black beam, and shot into the huge blood-colored flesh ball.
A pitch-black light and a blood-red light covered the endless starry sky, making it difficult to see the scene inside.
Boom boom boom!
In the sky-shattering explosion of 1., many pieces of minced meat collapsed, and every bit of minced meat burned, piercing the surrounding void, and sweeping out a large space storm.
It was as if the universe was breaking apart in this astonishing attack wave.
Seeing this scene, among the white spirit ships, the eyes of some Primordial Protoss powerhouses flickered with hope.
In the Saint Race giant ship, everyone was speechless, and the atmosphere was boundless and solemn.
Out of the fight, there is only one blow.
However, no one can approach the huge momentum and the power of the earth-shattering, and they can't even bear the aftermath.
"Is that the decree of the gods left by the emperor Shura? My emperor... there will be nothing wrong." Someone muttered to himself.
In the violent shock wave, the Asura warrior and the dark spear in his hands gradually dissipated.
Only the boundless black light was still burning, and there was still a thunderous noise inside.
But at this moment, in the center of the explosion, surrounded by boundless black light, a bloody dragon emerged with a swish.
Next-
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
One after another, the blood-colored dragons drilled out, tearing apart the twisted void shrouded in black light, and the bloated blood-colored flesh of "Huang" squeezed out from the endlessly broken void and the terrifying space storm.
"not dead……"
Looking at the appearance of "Huang", the old god emperor's face was pale, although he had already prepared for the worst, but when he saw this scene, he was almost suffocated.
"call out!"
The meat whip like a mountain penetrated the void and slapped the "Hope" spirit ship heavily.
The powerful blow was enough to tear the stars apart, the Shenzhou of the Primordial Protoss was pumped, and the hundreds of millions of runes outside the energy protective cover were flashing out.
"Damn!"
"Hope" rolled and flew out.
At this time, more and more red evil dragons emerged, completely dispelling the black light shrouded in the "Huang" body.
As a result, people also saw the "wildness" injured by Shura's decree
In that huge blood-colored flesh ball, a blood gully that was thousands of miles deep was split open!
A lot of "Huang" flesh and blood has been turned into blood and water, spreading out, one after another, flesh-and-blood dragons have also been cut off, like broken earthworms, squirming on the "Huang" body surface.
Then, these earthworm-like amputated limbs all melted and merged into flesh and blood.
"Huang" can devour everything, and it can also devour its own stumps and reabsorb it.
The Holy Emperor of Fortune stood on the flesh ball with a grim expression. The blood vessels on his body burst a lot, and his whole body was covered in blood, like a demon.
The strongest blow of the divine decree just now was to face him directly. If it wasn't for "Huang" to resist him, then he was in the blow just now. It will definitely hurt badly, and it is not impossible to fall.
"Master Shura Road, you are really amazing... a wisp of breath that remains, hurts me like this! But what's the matter, you are already old, and now, I will wipe out your descendants!"
The Holy Emperor of Creation, who has not tasted the pain for hundreds of millions of years, is raging with anger in his indomitable expression.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Primordial Protoss in the "Hope" spirit ship felt a burst of horror.
Inside the ship. A dead silence.
"That didn't kill him!" Someone was horrified. Despair flashed across his eyes.
Tuobagui had a solemn expression, and he didn't know what to say. The two top gods of the god race sacrificed in vain, plus a divine edict. The result in exchange was only to injure the Holy Emperor of Fortune. This made him feel strangely heavy.
This undoubtedly shows. At this moment, after the fusion of the Holy Emperor of Fortune and the abyss beast, the strength has improved by leaps and bounds, in terms of vitality. He has far surpassed the average true god, and cannot be killed by the decree of the gods.
"You can achieve this step... I am really surprised. But you don't have a second chance to hurt me." The Holy Emperor of Fortune stood on the huge flesh and blood ball, and a layer of ice was frozen in his eyes.
The sound is rumbling, like rolling thunder, reaching people's hearts, and there is an intimidating coercion.
On his flesh-and-blood body, the wounds where the dragons that had only been severed were squirming, and in the roar, a new dragon emerged at a speed that was discernible to the naked eye.
The Holy Emperor of Fortune stretched out his hand and pointed at the white spirit ship.
One after another blood light tore apart like blood-colored lightning, turning into layers of blood-colored enchantments, surrounding the white spirit ships.
Every layer of blood-colored barrier is like an invisible big hand, surging with boundless majestic force to squeeze it.
The defensive cover outside the white spirit ship suddenly made a cracking, cracking sound, and the energy quickly flowed away.
"Only eighty-five percent of the ship's energy remains, and we won't be able to hold on for long!" The Primordial Protoss Heavenly Venerate, who was in charge of the ship, hurriedly shouted to the old emperor, his voice trembling.
An anxious and depressing atmosphere, accompanied by increasingly loud squeezing sounds from the outside, enveloped the entire large ship.
The sound of that clack seemed to be constantly squeezing the hearts of the people of the Primordial Protoss.
Outside, the ships of the Saint Race roared in unison, and the sound of killing was like thunder, echoing endlessly in the dark universe.
How to do?
Some people clenched their fists, their pupils were full of anger, and they were very unwilling.
Some people closed their eyes in pain. They used to be the strongest race, and the incense continued for endless years. Now it has come to this point.
More people looked outside, with boiling light flickering in their eyes. At this time, Battle Emperor Tuobagui strode out and roared: "Even if you want to die, you will still have to fight with vigour. Your Majesty the Emperor, please order. Let my Celestial Clan fight. I am willing to lead the Celestial Clan's warriors to play the vanguard!"
Primordial races are arrogant races that once had endless splendor. Their lives should shine brightest in iron and fire, how can they die helplessly?
The voice of the battle was suddenly like a tidal wave.
One by one, the Heavenly Venerates strode forward, especially those in the prime of life, who were extremely excited and wished to kill them now. The sacrifice of the two old Heavenly Venerates just now was to preserve their prime-age generation and allow them to revive the Taikoo relics.
"Quiet me all!"
The old god emperor scolded, and for a while, the whole scene was quiet.
"We...haven't reached the end of the mountain and water, there are still two Shura decrees!"
The old god emperor stretched out his hand, and in his hand, there were two black divine decrees, which were bathed in divine light and slowly floated up and down.
The God Race Heavenly Venerate present looked at these two divine decrees, but his eyes showed complicated colors.
When the decree of the gods is launched, it requires the top god to burn life, and the cost is very high. However, even so, it only hurts the holy emperor of good fortune and cannot kill him.
There are still two left, but is it useful...
Seeing the skeptical attitude of the present Tianzun, the old emperor said: "We can't sit still and die, but we can't die in vain. These two divine decrees are different!"
Thank you baby for the red, thank you very much.
...(To be continued...)