Chapter 1915 The Mark of the True God

Chapter 1915 The Mark of the True God

The divine light pierced through the universe, the terrifying energy storm devoured everything, the surrounding millions of miles of void, all collapsed, the space storm revolved arbitrarily, smashing the stars!

The huge energy vortex devoured most of Huang's star-like body, and the flesh and blood of the Holy Emperor of Fortune, as if stained with acid, was rapidly dissolving.

The divine light swept everything, including light, sound waves, and all the power was swallowed up. More than a dozen holy clan spirit ships were involved in this energy vortex, shattered in the storm, and vanished. Many holy kings and holy masters on the ship, Even the realm king who commanded the spirit ship has no bones left!

And the Heavenly Venerate of the Saint Clan fled far away, lest it be affected!

The entire Primordial Universe seems to have been cut with an inexplicable and terrifying white trace by the sword of the gods.

Among the white traces is an absolute death zone. Any spirit ship, any realm king or Tianzun who fall into it will disappear without a trace.

"Roar--"

In the depths of this huge vortex, there was the terrible roar of the demon, which screamed like thousands of divine beasts, and the huge energy sound waves mixed with space storms and energy storms, tearing everything up.

This is Huang's wailing, obviously it is suffering great pain.

"Do we still have energy?"

Inside the Hope, Ti Wuhen shouted that in the ongoing battle, both the Hope and the warriors on the Hope consumed a lot.

"Not much left..."

Wuyan said, the white forehead was dripping with sweat, because the power of many Heavenly Venerates present was too great, Wuyan also stood around the cāo control formation and contributed his own strength.

At this time, next to Wuyan, Lin Ming's face was pale and sweat was pouring down like rain. In his eyes, gray cubes flashed and disappeared from time to time, but at this time, no one would notice Lin Ming at all. The vision in Ming's eyes.

"Too much consumption..."

Lin Ming supported the stage with both hands, breathing heavily. Just now, Lin Ming passed through the Tianmu Dao Palace and cooperated with the magic cube of the soul artifact to barely find the spiritual imprint of the Holy Emperor of Fortune that was left in the desolate body. On, the person who consumed the most from the blow just now was undoubtedly Lin Ming.

"Lin Ming, are you alright..."

Several Heavenly Venerates asked with concern, Lin Ming waved his hand and said with difficulty: "We must leave as soon as possible, the Holy Emperor of Fortune... not dead!"

Lin Ming used the Rubik's Cube to find the soul imprint of the Holy Emperor Creation. Naturally, he was extremely sensitive to this imprint. He knew very well that in the blow just now, he had not been able to erase this imprint.

The vitality after the fusion of the Holy Emperor and Huang is terrifying! Even with the help of the ancient Shura cannon and the help of many gods, and with the help of the gods, it would still fail!

The Heavenly Venerates of the Primordial Clans, when they heard Lin Ming's words, felt cold in their hearts. In fact, they were already mentally prepared for failure. After all, the Holy Emperor of Fortune was too strong, but after seeing such a terrifying explosion in the universe after the blow just now. , In their hearts, there is always some luck and hope left, but now, even this hope has been dashed, and it is difficult for them to accept it in their hearts.

The patriarch of the heavenly clan, the old god emperor of the god clan, the emperor of Hunyuan, the queen of Xuanqing... One after another, the peerless powerhouses burned their lives to fight, and in the end, they just re-created the holy emperor.

"Fight, let's rush out!"

Tuoba Gui shouted that he poured his divine power into the large formation of the Hope without reservation, and other Heavenly Venerates also took action, even if they had already reached their limit, they would have to overdraw their vitality to complete all this!

At this moment, in the place where Huang was submerged by the energy storm, in the terrifying black vortex, a thick red dragon tentacle swept out and shot directly at the Hope!

The Holy Emperor of Creation launched an attack once again!

It's just that this red dragon was dripping with blood and obviously suffered heavy damage.

"I... must die!" A cursed voice resounded throughout the universe!

Seeing the red dragon's tentacles attack, all the Heavenly Venerates present changed their faces. They knew very well that once they were entangled by this red dragon's tentacles, they would be finished!

Because, there are many Heavenly Venerates in the Saint Race army. Because of the terrible explosion before, Tianzun fled in all directions. After all, they are flesh and blood, but unlike the Hope, they can withstand such a terrible energy storm.

And now, the energy storm is weakening, and these Heavenly Venerates are coming!

If they are completed and closed, the Hope will be difficult to fly!

"Blast me!"

At the critical moment, Tuobagui threw a withered decree of the gods!

The three Asura decrees have long since been exhausted. The divine decree in Tuobagui's hands was left by the superior true god. After being transformed by Lin Ming, its power is unparalleled. .

"boom!"

The divine method was designed to explode in the air, and the terrifying shock wave knocked the dragon's tentacles apart, and the Nozomi Hope also got a strong impetus from this shock wave, and it flew backwards like a meteorite.

"rush!"

Ti Wuhen has been desperate to burn blood, and many Heavenly Venerates present have no reservations. All the energy is poured into the large formation of the Hope. Get up, Baimang is shooting!

"call out!"

The terrifying impact burst out, and under the huge driving force, the Hope turned into a rainbow, instantly pierced through the void of millions of miles, and shot directly into the depths of the universe!

The original force field seal of the Holy Emperor of Fortune had been completely broken in the explosion just now. For a time, the Hope was like a fish swimming in the sea and birds flying in the sky, which was completely unstoppable!

In terms of speed, the Hope is far superior to the Saint Clan Heavenly Venerate. Even if it is the Holy Emperor of Creation, if it is combined with Huang, because of Huang's huge body, it will be difficult to chase the Hope.

What's more, the Holy Emperor of Creation has been hit hard!

In this battle, he was seriously injured! He has never suffered such a serious injury since the creation of the Holy Sovereign.

"Damn!"

The space was torn apart, bloody tentacles stretched out, and Huang's huge body was forcibly squeezed out from the collapsed space vortex.

Its flesh and blood has completely melted away. From a distance, it looks like an apple that has been bitten many times, and it is devastated.

The plasma in its whole body erupted like a volcano, so that the space around its body was all dyed into a bloody patch.

"Lin Ming, the Primordial Clan, I will destroy you with my own hands!"

Huang's loss was huge, and the body of the Holy Emperor of Fortune was also covered in blood. He left many terrifying wounds on his body. The countless flesh and blood in the wounds were squirming, as if fierce beasts were about to come out.

It will take a long time for him to recuperate!

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor!"

In front of the Holy Emperor Fortune, many Heavenly Venerates are kneeling in the void, and they are all a little scared. They are more or less related to the defeat of this battle, lest the Holy King Fortune blame them in anger.

"What are you still doing here, go and chase!"

The Holy Emperor of Fortune had a gloomy expression on his face. He never imagined that on his first expedition after conquering Huang, facing a group of existences like ants in his opinion, he would fight to this point.

Not only was he severely injured, but he also let Lin Ming and the Primordial Clan escape. It was a fiasco!

The saints, the Celestial Venerables, looked at each other in dismay. They had all witnessed the terrifying speed at which the Hope escaped without the force field being blocked. That was simply not something they could catch up with.

Thirty-three days is such a big universe. Once they lose their target, they will be like looking for a needle in a haystack. What easier said than done?

Unless they can search a world with perception like the true god, then it is possible to catch up.

But now, they can't even figure out the direction.

"Take this!"

With a flick of his hand, the Holy Emperor of Fortune swung a few blood-colored jade slips towards the top Heavenly Venerates present. They took the jade slips and were slightly startled.

The Holy Emperor of Creation said solemnly: "I left a tracking mark on their spirit ship. With this jade slip, I can naturally find them. They are already at the end of the force. You can catch them back, and it's a matter of life and death!"

In the last blow, the Holy Emperor of Fortune knew that it was impossible to catch the ancient tribes, so this time, the Holy Emperor of Fortune did not want to leave the Hope, but to stay on the Hope during the attack. Tracking mark down!

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