Chapter 1990 Furious Holy Emperor
The first thousand nine hundred and ninetieth chapters of the wrath of the Holy Emperor
PS: If you want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your suggestions, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" now and pay attention to give more support to "Wu Ji World"! When Lin Ming was on the seventh floor of the final trial, while on the Asura Road, there was a big storm brewing!
This turmoil will involve many major forces, not to mention the Heavenly Venerate forces, there will be as many as four of the true god-level forces alone.
They are the true god-level forces of Shura Road - the God of the False God and the God of Qitian, and the forces of the Thirty-Three Saints - the Holy Palace of Creation and the Piaoyu Sacred Mountain.
At this time in the Holy Fortune Palace, the Holy Son of Fortune was kneeling on the ground, his head buried between his hands, and he didn't dare to let out the air.
Before he boasted about Haikou, he set up the "Legion of Desolation." Guarantee to complete the task foolproof, otherwise he was willing to suffer any punishment. In a blink of an eye, the Legion of Desolation was wiped out, and the Son of Fortune returned with a disastrous defeat.
When the Son of Fortune took a prisoner and bravely reported the news that "the devil's relic is missing, and none of the disciples of the Holy Palace of Fortune returned because they were sanctioned by the law of Shura Road" to the Holy Emperor of Fortune, he was stunned. .
The once arrogant Holy Son of Creation is now lying on the ground like a dog.
"This... this person was caught... from Asura Road. He... he is a loose cultivator. He entered the final trial space before and experienced that battle..."
The Son of Fortune pushed out the captives around him. This young man was a tester from Shura Road. He had been banned from moving and cultivation. He could only blink and couldn't even speak. At this time, he was angry and resentful. He looked at the Son of Fortune, and looked at the direction where the Son of Fortune was kneeling with fear. He knew that in that darkness, there was the devil who decided his life and death.
He has no family or sect. He just got to this point by luck and chance, and unexpectedly got the qualification token for the final trial. Captured by the Son of Creation. It is ridiculous that he also thinks that he is a genius with great luck, but now in the hands of this superpower, he is as powerless as an ant.
He had no family, no faction, and no support from any forces. He died here, and he didn't even have a person to discuss for him. Thinking of this, he was very desperate.
"If your Majesty has anything to confirm, you can go through him..."
The Holy Son of Fortune pushed the unlucky Loose Cultivator out. He panicked in his heart, but what responded to him was a long silence. The Holy Emperor of Fortune did not say a word in the dark, which made the Holy Son of Fortune even more uneasy. At the bottom, his body was shaking slightly.
"call out!"
There was no warning, a terrifying eruption, a dozen blood-red tentacles came out straight, like a root cone, directly pierced the Loose Cultivator, and the body of the Holy Son of Fortune was also pierced together!
"what!"
The Holy Son of Fortune screamed, and more than a dozen blood holes pierced through his body, and the scattered cultivator was full of blood, and he was severely injured in an instant, and he was dying!
At this moment, a big blood-red hand stretched out from the darkness and directly grabbed the head of the Loose Cultivator.
The Loose Cultivator struggled fiercely, his eyes protruding, he felt that there were thousands of worms in his brain, and this pain made him want to split his brain immediately.
This feeling lasted for only a few breaths, but for this loose cultivator,
It was an indescribably painful experience.
At this moment, the blood-red hand that touched "Baidu Qihang Xifei" slowly retreated, and the big hand also retreated, and the loose cultivator fell directly to the ground like a pile of rotten meat, with a pool of blood. , there is no life left.
The memories in his mind were all read by the Holy Emperor of Creation at that moment.
On the side, the Son of Fortune was pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He was in pain, but also because of the fear in his heart.
Although there were more than a dozen blood holes in his body, at most these blood holes penetrated some less important internal organs in his body, and the real heart, lungs, brain, and spinal cord had nothing to do with it.
It can be seen that the Holy Emperor of Fortune did not want to kill him, which made him a little relieved, but also worried about the punishment he would face.
He resisted the severe pain all over his body, got up, and continued to kneel on the ground. There was thick blood under him, which made him kneel in blood.
"Sanction of the Asura Heavenly Dao?"
In the darkness, there was a deep and incomparably deep voice from the Holy Emperor of Fortune. Following the footsteps of "da da da", a tall middle-aged man walked out slowly.
In the memory of the Loose Cultivator, the Holy Emperor of Fortune saw the scenes he wanted to see, the mysterious law changes, and the vast and ancient atmosphere, so that he did not realize that this Heavenly Dao sanction would be. Someone deliberately faked it.
And the memory of the loose cultivator, it is that the Holy Emperor of Fortune did not find any place for falsification.
From the beginning to the end, everything that happened in the final trial does not seem to have any problems, but the only thing that makes the Holy Emperor of Fortune feel strange is...
After the sanction of the Asura Heavenly Dao, all the more than 20 disciples sent by his Good Fortune Palace died, so why did their flesh and blood not disappear in an instant?
The Holy Emperor of Fortune has always felt the existence of the wild flesh and blood, and they slowly and continuously disappeared for a long period of time. This feeling is as if someone devoured the wild flesh and blood, and is slowly refining...
If the law of the Asura Heavenly Dao does not allow the abyss demon to enter the final trial, shouldn't all the wild flesh and blood be instantly burned at the moment when the punishment falls?
Why should it be slowly wiped out for a long period of time?
The Holy Emperor of Creation fell into contemplation.
There is no problem with memory, it is not like someone cheating, and this point is not explained, it is not really that there is no explanation, it is just a bit far-fetched...
The Holy Emperor Fortune recalled the information with a gloomy face.
"Should...it can't be someone secretly manipulating..."
The Holy Emperor of Creation denied this idea, someone who has the ability to do all this in secret, and let him find no flaws, I am afraid that at least ordinary true god-level characters, such as the gods and virtual souls, are needed.
However, this kind of person's bone age is impossible to enter the final trial.
The Good Fortune Saint Emperor closed his eyes to perceive, but found that there was not much left of the wild flesh and blood, and its location, the Good Fortune Saint Emperor had no way of grasping it.
This situation means that the flesh and blood of wildness exists in a powerful space beyond his ability to sense.
Nine times out of ten, this space is the space for the final trial.
That is to say, the flesh and blood of the wild is still in the final trial space. In this way, it is even more impossible for someone to secretly control all this, otherwise the final trial has ended, and this person should not be able to stay in it.
So is it really the law of the final trial, obliterating the disciples of the Holy Fortune Palace?
And where did the devil relic go? Is it in the hands of the God Void Soul Emperor?
Or, is the law of the final trial, in order to prevent the existence of the abyss demon from obtaining the demon relic, simply seal the demon relic?
All kinds of thoughts flashed in the mind of the Holy Emperor Creation, which made him more and more irritable, and the demon relic was too important to him.
However, what he does now is useless, even if he personally goes to the Shura Road, it is meaningless.
He glanced at the Holy Son of Fortune and waved his hand impatiently, "Go away, this time the disciples of the Holy Palace were destroyed because of Shura Road's sanctions, which is almost force majeure. I will forgive you for the time being!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." The Son of Fortune hurriedly thanked him and was relieved. Then, he dragged his severely injured body and stepped down from the temple step by step with bloody footprints.
However, when he walked out of the temple, he saw a person, a junior he was very unwilling to see - Emperor Zixi Mirage.
In the Holy Palace of Fortune, Emperor Son was the title second only to Holy Son of Fortune. Back then Naqi was also Emperor Son, but after Naqi was killed by Lin Ming, the title of Emperor Son was vacant.
It was not until 1,800 years ago that another genius figure appeared in the Holy Palace of Creation—Xi Mirage.
It took him less than a thousand years to break through the realm king, and his combat power was unmatched among warriors of the same rank. Therefore, the Holy Emperor of Fortune bestowed him the title of Emperor Son.
Xi Mirage is winning the limelight, coupled with the support of many people within the Holy Race, so that he has the ambition to replace the Son of Fortune!
This also caused the contradiction between the Son of Fortune and the Emperor's Mirage to skyrocket. In this regard, the Holy Emperor of Fortune saw it, but ignored it, and seemed happy to see this kind of competition.
Over the years, Xi Mirage has performed well on the battlefield of the human race, grabbing a lot of limelight from the Son of Fortune.
For these, the Holy Son of Fortune doesn't care. What he is most afraid of is that one day, the Holy Emperor of Fortune loses confidence in him and establishes another Holy Son. In that case, his ambitions will be shattered!
And the Mirage is the uneasy factor that may lead to such a result!
"Oh? Isn't this His Highness the Holy Son? Why are you so embarrassed?"
Xi Mirage's eyes locked on the shocking blood holes on the Son of Fortune, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He probably knew what was going on.
The Son of Fortune's eyes froze, he said nothing, and slowly walked away, leaving behind the Mirage looking at the back of the Son of Fortune, with a cold smile...
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Time has passed, I don't know the years, and before I know it, three years have passed.
In the depths of the dark starry sky, Lin Ming sat cross-legged in the void, and in front of him stood a black-haired man exactly like him.
This black-haired man, wearing a dark-colored robe, his eyes were clear and clear, and a faint mist was shrouded in his body.
This black-haired man was Lin Ming's avatar of the Primordial Gathering System, and he was also the third avatar.
This avatar, the master of Shura Road in the past, collected ten thousand kinds of heaven and earth spirits, refined them with the energy of the beginning, and then sealed the core formed by these spirits into the Yuan Gathering Great Array, with the vitality of a world To supply it, it has been slowly refined after a long time.
This avatar is the pure essence of the energy body. Whether it absorbs the vitality of the heavens and the earth or utilizes the efficiency of the vitality of the heavens and the earth, it is a realm that ordinary warriors cannot achieve.
After Lin Ming had the avatar of the Gathering Yuan system, he had already gathered all the three avatars to cultivate the Asura Heavenly Dao. 『To be continued』【】If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )