Chapter 1913 Point

"what?"

The face of the Holy Emperor of Fortune changed. All his attention was focused on the Hope. He wanted to wipe out the shield of the Hope, and then swallowed the Hope, along with the Primordial God Race and Lin Ming.

But at this time, he was attacked.

"you again!"

The Holy Emperor of Fortune had a ferocious expression on his face. He was angry. Huang's body was too big. When the black hole collapsed before, it was attacked by more than 90% of the black hole's energy turbulence.

But Hunyuan Tianzun hid behind Huang. After the Holy Emperor of Fortune blocked all the black hole energy attacks with the Primordial Shield of Myriad Spirits, Hunyuan Tianzun suddenly shot at this time!

And the most ruthless thing is that Hunyuan Tianzun did not attack Huang from the outside, but rushed into Huang's body along the terrible wound torn by the black hole energy!

Such a ruthless approach has made the Holy Emperor of Fortune so angry!

"puff!"

From the surface of Huang's body, where Hunyuan Tianzun rushed into, a blood arrow shot straight like a divine rainbow, but it didn't come out!

In an instant just now, Tianzun Hunyuan cut a great bloodline in the barren body!

The blood vessels with a thickness of hundreds of feet were split open by Tianzun Hunyuan! Under the terrifying blood pressure, the blood that was hot like magma erupted like stars, shooting directly into the void for thousands of miles!

"Go to hell!"

The Holy Emperor of Fortune had a fierce look in his eyes, and he changed his mind. He had to kill the Hunyuan Tianzun first, otherwise the Hunyuan Tianzun would stir the wind and rain in his body, and he would be hurt more seriously.

"call out!"

A bone dragon tentacle, like a leech, drilled into Huang's body, chasing Hunyuan Tianzun.

The Holy Emperor of Fortune was very ruthless, ignoring the greater trauma to Huang's body, and vowed to kill the Primordial Emperor.

During the drilling process, the tentacles of this bone dragon were constantly deformed, and the bone formation of its whole body became more serious, like a blood-colored spear!

At this time, Hunyuan Tianzun was bathed in blood. Just now, Hunyuan Tianzun's left hand bone blade was destroyed by a punch from the Holy Emperor, and even his left hand was almost broken. Now he only has a bone blade in his right hand.

It is with this bone blade that Hunyuan Tianzun is like a broken bamboo, constantly cutting Huang's body, and digging deeply into Huang's body like a sharp cone!

"Since you're in, don't even think about leaving!"

The energy of the Holy Emperor of Fortune surged throughout his body, and waves of fortune power rushed towards him, and Huang's body began to wriggle violently. At the same time, the Hongmeng Lingzhu floated on the head of the Holy King of Fortune, and ancient runes flowed out one after another. Imprinted into the body of the barren.

Under the support of this powerful energy, Huang's flesh and blood tightened, and the energy flowed freely!

Waves of energy hit the body of Hunyuan Tianzun like a tide. These blood are getting hotter and hotter, and they are also full of terrifying corrosiveness!

This corrosiveness does not come from the toxicity of substances, but is equivalent to the Law of Heaven, which is the Law of Violent Poison. Even if the true god treasure is placed in Huang's blood, it will slowly lose its spirituality.

Hunyuan Tianzun, who was fighting, suddenly felt the flesh and blood covering his body, and it became like strong acid. As long as it was contaminated, it made a puffing sound and steamed out bursts of white smoke.

The pitch-black bone armor on his body was melting at a speed discernible to the naked eye, and in a short while, the bone armor as thick as a fist was shaved off.

The bone armor that was originally smooth as a mirror,

Begin to crater under the erosion of this acidic bone blood.

Some turbid corrosive blood splashed into the pupils.

The pupils, which were as deep as black holes, were actually broken by runes, and the line of sight in front of them became hazy, as if they were going to go blind at any time...

Roar!

Under the situation of "Baidu sailing without words", Hunyuan Tianzun roared in anger, and the scorching blood burst out from his pupils, constantly washing away the corrosive bodily fluids of the Holy Sovereign of Creation, burning the essence of the source again, The majestic power oscillated, and continued to rush towards the deepest part of the desolate body.

...

"It's so bad!"

On the Spirit Ship Hope, the Heavenly Venerates of the ancient tribes were all nervous.

Every move of Hunyuan Tianzun affects the hearts of the powerhouses in Hope.

They all felt that at this moment, the powerful power of creation was surging from the Holy Emperor of Fortune. , palpitating.

That power is so powerful that even the void will be swallowed up.

And the Hunyuan Tianzun, who was not in the wasteland, at this time his breath was isolated by the wasteland's body, and he couldn't feel any movement at all, including the flesh and blood channel that the Hunyuan Tianzun tore the wasteland body into. They were all buried by the crawling flesh and blood.

"Hunyuan is in danger!"

Ti Wuhen and Tuoba Gui were all sweaty at this time. No matter whether the Celestial Clan or the God Clan, their old patriarchs had already died for their race, and now the fate of the race has been handed over to them, and they have become The actual commander of the Primordial Clan's escape this time.

The pressure on them is conceivable!

"The Holy Emperor of Fortune was attacked by the Hongmeng Lingzhu, suffered heavy losses, and overdrafted his essence to activate the divine art of fortune, how could he still have so much power!"

There is a God Race Heavenly Venerate said with hatred.

"The hundred-footed worm is dead but not stiff. Huang's vitality is too strong. Even if it only has one-tenth of its power left, it is not something we can contend with..."

Di Wuhen took a deep breath, and now he has almost nothing to do. Once Hunyuan Tianzun dies, they will be buried with them.

Just when everyone was in a hurry, in the corner of the main hall, Lin Ming closed his eyes. In the sea of ​​​​his spirit, the Rubik's Cube slowly rotated, projecting the phantom of Huang's body.

His sea of ​​consciousness is almost isolated from the world, and all his spiritual power is injected into the Rubik's Cube, and he feels the universe through the Rubik's Cube.

He is using the Rubik's Cube to find a "point"...

Beside Lin Ming, Wuyan was shocked. She faintly felt that at this moment, Lin Ming's soul power had undergone a strange change, making it hard to fathom.

It seemed that there was a vastness of ancient times, like the power of a god, gushing out from Lin Ming, making people palpitate.

In addition to Wuyan, many Heavenly Venerates also discovered the abnormality of Lin Ming's aura. They didn't know that this divine aura that made them palpitate was not from Lin Ming, but from the Rubik's Cube.

If it was a strong person who knew about the Rubik's Cube, based on this alone, he could confirm that the Rubik's Cube was on Lin Ming's body, because this aura was too grand and special.

But now, no one is going to look into it, Lin Ming has created too many miracles, and no one will be surprised when he feels the divinity from him.

"Lin Ming..."

Ti Wuhen saw that between Lin Ming's eyebrows, there was an extra eye. This eye exuded a faint divine brilliance. In the eyeball, there seemed to be a gray cube phantom spinning. On the cube, Engraved with mysterious patterns, he had never seen it before.

The phantom of the cube only disappeared in an instant, but looking at Lin Ming's eyes, Di Wuhen actually felt a sense of loss of himself, which made him very frightened. He was a top god, and naturally it was impossible for a holy master. The eyes of the peak warriors were shocked.

Could it be the phantom of the cube that flashed away just now?

Ti Wuhen was immaculately thought. At this time, Lin Ming stood up and said, "Let me try it once."

"Um?"

Everyone was stunned, what did Lin Ming want to try? Could it be that he is going to deal with the Holy Emperor of Fortune?

how can that be!

They saw Lin Ming slowly walking to the side of the ancient Asura cannon. His soul power was surging. His soul power was condensed into a beam as thick as a baby's arm in the void. It was connected to the ancient Asura cannon. Under the nourishment of soul power, the ancient Asura artillery emitted a faint light.

It turned out that he was going to open the ancient Shura cannon again!

"Lin Ming, do you expect to use the ancient Asura cannon? The ancient Asura cannon is powerful, but... Huang is so powerful that he is almost invincible. Are you using it to threaten Huang?"

The ancient Asura cannon is unparalleled in power. If it hits the front, it can easily kill the top Tianzun.

But using it to bombard Huang, it is still weak!

After all, in Lin Ming's hands, the Ancient Asura Cannon was very limited in its formidable power, and it was far inferior to the Asura's decree.

And even an Asura decree is only a heavy blow to the wasteland and cannot be killed.

"Try it, this time, my attack is different..."

Lin Ming touched the ancient Asura cannon. This ancient cannon used some rare treasures in the universe as materials. In the ancient times, it once followed the Asura Road master and made great achievements. (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )