Chapter 1976 The Person Who Goes Against Me Dies
The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-sixth chapters die against me
This kind of behavior of slaughter is too common in the world of warriors, not to mention slaughtering villages, slaughtering cities, even if slaughtering all life on a planet, in the world of warriors, it happens frequently.
After all, for the incomparably vast universe, even a large planet like Tianyanxing will not attract attention if it is destroyed in one day. Even if someone knows about it, they just think that a group of gods with bad talent have died. Just a sea-level little guy.
However, massacres of geniuses by Tu Xun, especially those who have killed a group of true god-level forces, are extremely rare in the world of warriors!
There are only a few true god-level forces in the thirty-three days. Who dares to provoke them at ordinary times, and who has the ability to provoke them?
This is equivalent to directly declaring war with a major force, and the consequences are extremely serious!
At this time, in front of Lin Ming, more than 20 geniuses from the Sacred Palace of Creation struggled with all their might, but even if they gathered the strength of 20 of them, together with the increase in strength brought by the desolate flesh and blood implanted in their bodies, They couldn't shake Lin Ming alone.
The terrifying force field firmly imprisoned them, as stable as Mount Tai!
At this time, Lin Ming had already walked towards the third person. This scene shocked everyone!
In order to exert such overwhelming strength in the final trial, it is not the cultivation base, but the talent. If the talent can also be quantified, then the talent of the man in front of him is more than the sum of the talents of the more than 20 disciples of the Holy Creation Palace. To go beyond a lot!
This is unimaginable.
"puff!"
With another soft sound, Lin Ming pulled away the desolate flesh and blood from the body of the third Saint Clan warrior, and he fed all the flesh and blood to the little black dragon.
Huang's flesh and blood contained astonishing energy, but the little black dragon's appetite was surprisingly good.
Next, the fourth disciple of the Sacred Palace of Creation and Creation was killed by Lin Ming again. This feeling was like killing chickens one by one, making the other party unable to resist at all.
"Killing a genius is like killing a pig... Every time I kill a person, I don't know how much the loss of the Holy Palace of Creation will be..."
Someone shrank their necks, silently stunned.
The growth of these geniuses of the Holy Fortune Palace is the accumulation of countless heaven and earth treasures. They have been cultivated by the Fortune Palace with all their strength over the past few hundred years.
And for this action, the Holy Emperor of Fortune prepared meticulously, invested resources on them at all cost, and dispatched the entire Holy Fortune Palace and the elites of the younger generation.
Coupled with the meticulous transformation of Huang's flesh and blood, it can be said that the value of each of these more than twenty people is much more precious than all the lives of a thousand Tianyanxing combined!
Especially the fat man who had already been killed by Lin Ming, he was the leader of the Sacred Palace of Fortune that came out once every thousand years. He is a little worse than the Holy Son of Fortune, but he is completely on par with Naqi, the son of the emperor.
If Lin Ming killed this group of people, it would be equivalent to ruining the entirety of the Sacred Fortune Palace for the past few hundred years.
In the world of warriors, life is measured by value. In the eyes of the warriors of Shura Road, killing one person by Lin Ming is similar to destroying thousands of planets.
One after another, Lin Ming's killing speed was very slow. It wasn't because he intended to torture these Saint Clan disciples, but he was actually manipulating tiny bundles of True Essence to separate the desolate flesh and blood scattered all over the Saint Clan disciples' bodies.
It was a job that consumed a lot of mental energy. Even if Lin Ming did it, it was not easy.
But this kind of behavior has made the still alive disciples in the Holy Creation Palace have their hearts broken!
No matter how much they struggle, there is no meaning of "Baidu set sail ★ Xifei", it is just the taste of waiting to die in helplessness, which makes them suffer the most painful torment in the world! In particular, the method of death that forcibly removed Huang's flesh and blood from their bodies made their scalps numb, and even the most determined warriors, when they experienced such a situation, could not wait to die immediately.
"Kid! Kill us, you are finished, the Holy Palace of Fortune will not let you go!"
A disciple of the Holy Palace of Creation roared wildly before he died, because the moment before his death, the force field weakened, allowing him to gain the ability to speak.
However, his threats did not change anything. The desolate flesh and blood in his body was once again pulled out by Lin Ming!
The murderers are always killed, and the Saint Race warriors present, including most of the warriors on the Inner Asura Road, have the way to die!
Lin Ming didn't show any mercy. He didn't frown when he killed these people.
At this time, slowly, the barrier that sealed the deep pit became weaker, and a few inconspicuous figures began to retreat silently.
These people are from the Piaoyu Mountain.
Seeing the tragic appearance of the disciples of the Holy Good Fortune Palace, they all stood upside down and their limbs numb.
Although they were passively involved in this action, they were still with the disciples of the Holy Fortune Palace. After this person killed the disciples of the Holy Fortune Palace, he would probably kill them to silence them!
"Where are you... going!"
After killing more than a dozen disciples of the Holy Creation Palace in a row, Lin Ming suddenly turned his head and looked at the four disciples of Piaoyu Divine Mountain.
After killing so many people, his hands were not stained with a drop of blood, and they were still as crystal clear as jade.
At this moment, four disciples of Piaoyu Shenshan fell into the ice cellar!
The gray-clothed woman at the head was even paler. She knew that she was facing the greatest existential crisis in history.
At this time, escaping will kill you, and staying behind will most likely be lifeless!
Her brain was running fast, she gritted her teeth, and said: "If you have the ability, kill all the people present, otherwise the news that you even killed all the disciples of the Holy Fortune Palace and the Piaoyu Shenshan will definitely leak out, and at that time, you will definitely Being chased by the saints with all their strength!"
"Unless, you have rooted in the Asura Road or the Soul Race, and the deep-rooted super true god forces protect you! But you are a human being, and the human race has no true god at all!"
The gray-clothed woman said breathlessly, she intentionally shifted her hatred so that most people would stand on the same front as herself.
This was a means of self-preservation, but as the gray-clothed woman wished, the atmosphere in the field quickly became terrified, and the expressions of many people looking at Lin Ming changed.
Indeed, if the man in front of him is afraid of creating the Holy Palace and does not want the news to be leaked, he will kill everyone.
"Who the hell are you? With your talent, you can't be anonymous, and you can't appear out of nowhere!"
The woman in gray once again attacked Lin Ming, questioning Lin Ming's identity.
In the eyes of everyone, this peerless genius who completely abused Shengmei and created the Son of God, his existence is unreasonable in itself.
Moreover, he was also born in a turbulent human race, which is even more incredible.
Speaking of the human race, the woman in gray couldn't help but think of Lin Ming from thousands of years ago. Although Lin Ming had fallen, he couldn't hide his sharpness back then, even if the saints deliberately downplayed it.
Just like the woman in gray, the younger generation who were born more than two thousand years after Lin Ming's death felt the name of Lin Ming as thunderous. people!
A true god made a move against a holy master regardless of his own body, such treatment, one can imagine how terrifying Lin Ming was!
"This person, it shouldn't be Lin Ming..." The gray-clothed woman denied the thought that had just occurred in her mind.
The final trial was a trial for young people. According to the rules here, even if Lin Ming was still alive, he was still several thousand years old, so he was not considered a junior at all. Even though Lin Ming's current strength is several times that of the Holy Son of Fortune, but when he came to this final trial space, under the suppression of the law, he was thousands of years old. combat power.
While the gray-clothed woman was speaking, Lin Ming kept looking at her with burning eyes.
At this time, some testers were already approaching the gray-clothed woman.
They looked at Lin Ming with a little fear. The man in front of him didn't look like someone who was protected by a top-notch power. Because, a great power that was able to protect against the threat of the Sacred Palace of Fortune, with a single hand I can count them all, and most of them have no forces, and there are people standing here. The man in front of me does not belong to any of them.
"The ability to draw hatred is good!"
Lin Ming saw everyone's reaction, and then looked at the gray-clothed woman's eyes. A cold light flashed across the eyes. At this time, it was undoubtedly the smartest way to divert hatred, anger the crowd, and then look for a turning point in the chaos. Unfortunately, it still doesn't make any sense. With absolute strength, he can dominate the life and death of everyone!
Those who obey me live, those who oppose me perish!
Lin Ming looked at more and more testers who were drawn by the gray-clothed woman, smiled coldly, and said, "I give you the right to choose, choose to stand behind that woman and die with her, or leave. She might still be alive..."
Lin Ming's voice was like a devil's, and the hearts of the testers present chilled, and a group of people had subconsciously turned away from the gray-clothed woman.
"Don't be naive, do you think he will let you go!?" Seeing this scene, the woman in gray shouted desperately, she was already panicked, and didn't care whether this approach would really bring her vitality.
However, despite her shouting, more and more people left her. The reason is very simple. There is no hope at all against that man. If you choose to succumb to him, maybe he really doesn't kill them.
Soon, only the three disciples of Piaoyu Divine Mountain were left beside the woman in gray.
And at this moment, Lin Ming made his move!
The speed of his shot was extremely fast, and a spear pierced the void. The next moment, it was like a flying arrow hitting the bullseye. The body protection of the woman in gray was instantly pierced, and blood flew. She groaned miserably and was pierced. The flesh flew out just like that.
Buried with her, there is also a disciple of Piaoyu Shenshan.
The two of them died without any suspense. Lin Ming didn't show any mercy. In the battle between the Holy Race and the Human Race, the Piaoyu Sacred Mountain also intervened. The disciples of the Piaoyu Sacred Mountain were also stained with the blood of the Human Race.
However, there were still two disciples of the Flying Feather Sacred Mountain, a man and a woman. Lin Ming didn't kill them. Keeping them, Lin Ming had other functions.
He waved his hand and locked the two with a force field.
The two of them were in shock, their faces were pale, and they looked at Lin Ming with hatred and fear.
(The second one will be very late, everyone should go to bed first)
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