Chapter 2030 the Eve of the Storm

Chapter 2030 The Eve of the Storm

In the boundless space of the universe, Lin Ming retreated and sat silently. In front of him, the life essence and blood on Lingyu, the God of Flying Feather had been drawn away.

This piece of feathers is the color of emerald jade itself, and the blood line in the middle is the blood essence of the God King Flying Feather. Now this blood line has condensed on Lin Ming's fingertips, forming a red streak. streamer.

Lin Ming slapped his right hand, and the red streamer disappeared into Lin Ming's body, wandering in his blood...

With the support of the "Ascension Sutra", the energy of Piao Yu did not conflict with Lin Ming's own. This power was as soft as a feather. The sound was like a stream, like spring water. For a time, Lin Ming felt his whole body warm.

However, no matter how compatible the power is, if Lin Ming wants to absorb it completely, it is impossible to convert it into his own power without wasting it at all. It is like the food eaten by a mortal, which can be absorbed by the human body and transformed into his own flesh and blood. That part is very little.

Time passed, ten days had passed, Lin Ming had been sitting in seclusion all the time, and the talismans of the Heavenly Dao fell down one after another, and the energy of Piao Yu's bloodline finally poured into Lin Ming's inner world, and gathered into the illusory shadow of the Venerable.

Lin Ming's Venerable phantom was constantly growing taller and bigger.

The phantom became more solid, the power of gods and demons gathered here, and there were various Dao laws circulating.

At that moment, Lin Ming felt that there was only a layer of barrier between him and the limit of truly breaking through the Heavenly Venerate. As long as he exerted a little force, he could truly break the cocoon into a butterfly, condensing the phantom of the Venerable from the inner world into a solid body, and stepping on it. Enter the realm of Heavenly Venerate!

In fact, Lin Ming had already faintly felt the subtle connection between the Thirty-Three Dao and himself, as if the power of a calamity was brewing in the Nine Heavens, eyeing them.

The realm of Heavenly Venerate is a watershed. In the recent 3.6 billion year history of the human race, except for the dream of the gods, the true gods have disappeared, and even the vast majority of human race warriors do not know the existence of the real god realm at all. Constrained by habit, they called the true gods of the ancient human race, and they were also gods.

Tianzun means the limit of human martial arts. Once you enter the realm of Tianzun, you will become the top layer of people in the realm of the gods.

Lin Ming finally stopped the pace of breakthrough at the moment when he was about to break through the realm of Heavenly Venerate. After that, the calamity brewing in the nine heavens also disappeared...

The power of the Feather King's blood essence was very strong, but its strength could not satisfy Lin Ming.

Although he can break through Tianzun in this regard, it is actually only a reluctance to break through.

What Lin Ming wanted was to hoard it, soar into the sky!

Becoming a peerless powerhouse requires sufficient patience. Rice can be harvested in a few months, but true god-level treasures often take thousands of years to breed. What Lin Ming wants to become is a god-level spiritual treasure. For this reason, he actually already has a better choice, that is, the Desolate Avatar controlled by the Son of Fortune!

Lin Ming intends to plunder the body of Huang Zun, and then also the huge energy of blood stored in Huang Zun's body, with one go, the bottleneck of Tianzun will be smashed into shreds!

"The Holy Son of Fortune... We are really destined opponents. We fought once more than 6,000 years ago. Now, I am coming to you again..."

Lin Ming smiled slightly. In fact, Lin Ming stirred up the storm behind the Saint Clan in order to attract the Holy Son of Fortune to come and seize the Desolate Clan.

But he didn't think

The Holy Son of Fortune was so calm that he didn't come to him. Instead, Fairy Qinglian and the Legion of Desolation came.

Although the Legion of Desolation was far inferior to that of the Desolate Son of Fortune, it was considered a gift to Lin Ming.

Now, since the Holy Son of Fortune is not coming, Lin Ming intends to take the initiative to find him!

"Qinglian, where is the Son of Fortune now?" Lin Ming called Fairy Qinglian over.

Qinglian's eyes moved and she asked, "Master is going to deal with the Son of Fortune?"

"good!"

Lin Ming nodded, and Qing Lian's face actually showed a happy expression when she heard it.

Although her mind was controlled by Lin Ming, she still retained some of the hobbies she had before being controlled. She was at odds with the Son of Fortune. In the past few thousand years, the Son of Fortune had stumbled her a lot. This kind of open and secret struggle is no longer a secret in the entire Saint Race. Fairy Qinglian will unite with Xi Mirage because of the common enemy of the Son of Fortune.

"Back to the master's words, the Son of Fortune has never exchanged information with us, but according to some reports from Qinglian's subordinates, the Son of Fortune has been in the Qianlong Galaxy for a long time recently."

"Oh? What is he doing there?"

"It should be dealing with some important people of the human race. As for who to deal with, I don't know. The Holy Son of Fortune is afraid that after we know the information, we will also intervene and take credit with him. Therefore, about the information about the human race, he It was never shared with us."

"Well, I see, then our next stop, we will go to Qianlong Galaxy!"

As Lin Ming said this, he was also a little worried. He wondered who the important person that Fairy Qinglian was talking about would be?

For such a long time, the whereabouts of the major forces of the human race have been kept strictly secret, and even the other forces of the human race are not aware of them except themselves, in order to prevent the human race from being mixed with spies who are controlled by the holy race.

This brought great difficulties to Lin Ming in finding the elites of the human race.

"Let's go!"

As Lin Ming said this, in front of him, a black temple swirled and grew larger, expanding to hundreds of miles in size. This was the Hunyuan Temple.

Lin Ming flew into the Heavenly Palace first. Behind him, the four great saints, two thousand world kings, and tens of thousands of saint masters followed like locusts!

Everyone did not enter the Hunyuan Temple. After this huge black temple changed its shape a little, it instantly disappeared into the void and disappeared...

...

Because Lin Ming took away the joint reaction of the Legion of Desolation, a storm had already begun to brew in the Qianlong Galaxy!

Saint Luotian's army of saints has rushed to Qianlong Galaxy, and the human emperor Shakya and others are also organizing an army to enter Qianlong Galaxy.

There are more and more experts gathered here.

"The Dark Lord is here!"

On the outskirts of Qianlong Galaxy, in the resident of Putuo Mountain, Emperor Shakya moved in his heart. At this time, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and an elegant man with half a silver face on his face and wrapped in black robe pushed the door. walked in.

And behind the elegant man, there was a girl in black.

This black-clothed girl is very eye-catching. She looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she is not tall, but behind her back is a dark red sickle that is nine feet long.

The shape of the blade of this sickle is very exaggerated, like three canine teeth from large to small stacked together, the sickle blade is sharp and cold, even the smallest canine blade at the end of the sickle is half a foot wide, such a hideous weapon, once The damage caused by hitting the human body can be imagined.

Such a sickle is much taller than the girl in black, so that it can only be carried diagonally on the back of the girl. With the delicate skin of the girl in black, it gives a very strong vision. contrast.

This black-clothed girl is named Mo Xiao. She is the direct disciple of the Dark Demon Lord. She is extremely talented and is known as the second little devil fairy.

She was born nearly 2,000 years later than Xiao Moxian, but now, she also has the cultivation base of entering the Great Realm King.

It takes thousands of years for many talents to go from the Great Realm King to the Half-Step Celestial Venerable, so although the girl in black is two thousand years younger, her cultivation will not fall behind Jun Biyue and others too much.

"Monarch, it's great to see you!"

Although Emperor Shakyamuni is a monk, he is a fighting monk, and he usually speaks without the rules of Da Zizai Buddha. The arrival of the Dark Lord made Emperor Shakya very excited.

In the current human race, among the Heavenly Venerate level combat power, the Dark Demon Lord is the top level, and the Dark Demon Palace is also extremely well preserved, and there is a peerless genius Mo Xiao who can grow up in the future.

"Zhan Buddha, Da Zizai Buddha, and the friends of the Protoss and Heavenly Clan, I'm glad to see you all standing here safely."

The Dark Demon Lord put his right hand on his chest and gave a salute. He gave the impression that he was a polite gentleman and gentle.

"You got the message too."

"Zhan Buddha refers to the army of the mysterious man who defeated the wilderness, and the Holy Son of Fortune gathers troops in the Qianlong Galaxy?"

"Yes! I don't know what the Son of Fortune is going to do. He suddenly mobilized the army at this time, and he feels like a decisive battle."

"It should be aimed at the mysterious person. This mysterious person will sooner or later come to find the Son of Fortune, but because he is alone, the Son of Fortune doesn't feel safe. Instead, it is not safe to ask many Heavenly Venerates of the Holy Race to cooperate with him. Like the style of the Holy Son of Fortune, he has always been confident and even a little arrogant, but this time, he is so careful when facing this mysterious person! It shows how much this mysterious person has weight in his heart. "

"The mysterious man is really powerful. The Saint Clan has been in the limelight these years. After the Soul Clan fell silent, they almost swept away for thirty-three days, and no one could stand up to him, and the mysterious person almost relied on his own strength to let the Saint Clan go silent. It's terrifying for the clan to suffer such a loss! I have a hunch that the mysterious person will come to us!"

When Emperor Shakya said this, the light in his eyes flickered, and at this time, the messenger suddenly sent a message that thousands of miles in front of the army, the army of the Holy Race appeared!

The Dark Lord and Emperor Shakya quickly read the information jade slip, and judging from the direction from which the Saint Race army was coming, the other party came from Saint Luotian.

Everyone had long guessed that a war would break out in the Qianlong Galaxy, but they never thought that this war would come so quickly!

"What should I do?" The Dark Demon Lord sought Emperor Shakya's opinion.

"Fight!" A flash of fighting intent flashed in Emperor Shakya's eyes. They came to Qianlong Galaxy to support Xiao Moxian and also to assist the mysterious man. They couldn't wait for the mysterious man to take action. They followed Picking up the leaks, at some point, they will also take the initiative to attack the troops of the hard steel saints to create fighters for the mysterious man!

Emperor Shakya is looking forward to the fight between the mysterious man and the Son of Fortune! (To be continued) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )