Chapter 2047 Gorgeous

"Lin Ming, you are courting death!!"

After listening to Lin Ming's words, the expression on the Son of Fortune's face was extremely ugly!

He regarded Lin Ming as his biggest opponent, but Lin Ming just regarded him as a clown, trampling and humiliating him mercilessly in front of his subordinates!

This touches the nerves of the Son of Good Fortune!

At this time, the entire starry sky, hundreds of thousands of saints and the warriors of the Demon Palace, were paying attention to them both.

The words "You, don't deserve it" echoed in everyone's ears, making the warriors of the Creation Legion furious, and at the same time making the blood of the warriors of the race boil.

What is domineering! What a pride!

If it was an ordinary person who said this kind of mentally retarded words, then people would only regard him as a lunatic, but in Lin Ming's mouth, these words carried an unparalleled deterrent force.

This is a kind of high-spirited, hearty feeling of joy!

"war!"

The disciples of Demon Immortal Palace let out an earth-shattering cry together, and the shout resounded through the universe!

At this moment, the morale of the disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace had reached its peak!

"Go to hell!" The Son of Fortune let out a roar, and the joints of the flesh made a crackling sound. His body began to rise up, and a hideous bone armor appeared on the surface of the body. He used the power of the blood of the saints to transform The body is used to control the flesh and blood of the wild, and the creation of the body can make oneself the strongest!

The furious Holy Son of Good Fortune burned his blood essence at this moment, and dozens of blood dragon tentacles gushed out from his clone. All the tentacles, shining with dazzling divine light, came straight to Lin Ming!

At this time, even a sun in front of the Son of Fortune seems to be torn apart by these tentacles!

But in the face of this earth-shattering blow, Lin Ming's mind only moved, and under him, the blood of the desert shot up!

Lin Ming possessed limited flesh and blood, and it was impossible to evolve hundreds of tentacles as thick as mountains. When they were divided into more than a hundred strands to meet the Son of Fortune, each tentacle became only about the thickness of a big tree hugging a hundred people. .

Compared to the Holy Son of Fortune's attack, Lin Ming's counterattack was simply not worth mentioning!

"Puff puff!"

All the relatively slender tentacles shot on these thicker tentacles, and at that moment, the scene where the thicker thick hands crushed the slender tentacles did not appear. The tentacles of the wild that were controlled have stopped!

Like a snake that had been beaten seven inches, the tentacles began to twitch.

At this time, people were shocked to find that those thinner tentacles, like blood-sucking poisonous snakes, were sucking the flesh and blood of the thicker tentacles!

confused! confused!

The tips of these thick tentacles were shriveled at a speed that the naked eye could see. The strong blood energy, the essence of wild flesh and blood, all passed through these relatively slender tentacles, and gurgled towards the desert under Lin Ming's feet. in blood.

That mass of desolate flesh and blood wriggled violently.

On the other side, the clone of Huangzhi, who belongs to the Holy Son of Creation, is restless and restless. It seems to be greatly stimulated and begins to let out a low roar.

"what!?"

This kind of situation made the Holy Son of Fortune startled. Could it be that... Lin Ming can control the waste! ?

This conclusion makes the Holy Son of Creation inexplicably horrified, how is this possible! ?

However, now, he has clearly felt that the spiritual power belonging to Lin Ming was passed along along the blood and flesh of the desert, and began to continuously penetrate the clone of the desert!

"you!!"

The Son of Creation is furious.

It was too late for him to think about how Lin Ming did it. If he lost his clone of Huang Zhi, what would happen to him, it was simply unimaginable!

Not to mention the loss of Huang Zhi's avatar, he couldn't escape Lin Ming's pursuit, even the Holy Emperor of Fortune would not let him go.

He must die!

For a moment, the Son of Fortune was covered in cold sweat.

But immediately, a trace of grimness and madness flashed across his face!

The veins on his face were twisted like earthworms, his eyes staring at Lin Ming seemed to be stained with blood, and his murderous aura was wanton.

"Do you think you can kill me like this? Don't dream, you are destined to be buried here! The Legion of Creation obeys the order, the Light of Destruction, attack with all your strength! Kill them, kill everyone!"

The Son of Good Fortune shouted.

At this time, behind him, the Creation Legion had already arranged the battle formation, and the energy of more than ten breaths was condensed, enough to emit the light of extinction!

This is not as good as the true god in small-scale attack, but it is a terrible blow that surpasses the true god in large-scale killing!

The situation is critical, and the Legion of Creation is not in chaos. Under the calm command of the nine top Heavenly Venerates, with the Holy Palace of Creation as the core, the Legion of Creation has sent out the light of extinction!

In an instant, all the sounds in the universe were swallowed up!

The earth-shattering energy swept through the universe, before it converged into the Holy Palace of Creation, it collapsed into a black energy ball, and the surrounding space was shattered, just like the legendary black hole.

"brush!"

The energy shot out from the black hole wantonly, and shot directly at Lin Ming and the spirit ship fleet of the Demon Immortal Palace!

This black light is too terrifying, it covers a vast space, and the original void has been blocked, and the fleet of Demon Immortal Palace can't dodge at all!

And at this time, the hideous Holy Son of Fortune had a large number of tentacles of the desolate. These tentacles did not directly attack Lin Ming, but enveloped Lin Ming, forming a wall of flesh and blood, obviously to block Lin Ming's dodging direction. !

In fact, at that moment, even if the Holy Son of Fortune did not do this, Lin Ming could not dodge this world-annihilating light. At this moment, his spiritual power was poured into Huang's avatar, and he was erasing the spiritual imprint of the Holy Emperor of Fortune and capturing Huang. As a clone, once he dodged himself, it would be a trivial matter that his spirit would be damaged. The key was at his feet, and the flesh and blood of the wild that had already taken control would also be destroyed.

And in this desolate flesh and blood, there is Hunyuan Temple, Xiao Moxian and others are still inside!

So Lin Ming was destined not to avoid him. He could not abandon Xiao Moxian, and he could also abandon the 100,000 warriors in the Demon Immortal Palace!

At this moment, the warriors of Demon Immortal Palace would not give up on Lin Ming, they still stood in front of Lin Ming, facing this blow with their not powerful spirit ships.

"Brothers, attack!"

"For the human race!"

"For dignity and freedom!"

The warriors of the Magic Immortal Palace, shouting slogans from the bottom of their hearts, poured all their power into the formation of their spirit ships!

At this moment, there is no one to command, but one hundred thousand soldiers burn blood together, this is unreserved burning!

Because they know that this may be the last and most brilliant blow in their lives! !

This is the brilliance of life burning, as splendid as the scorching sun.

Martial artist, live like summer flowers, die like spring thunder!

The attacks of the disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace converged into a golden torrent, welcoming the Light of Destruction!

"Boom!"

There was a terrifying explosion, and in an instant, the energy light hit recklessly, and I don't know how much matter was annihilated in the explosion...

However, the attack of the disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace was ultimately defeated by the Light of Destruction. After the Light of Destruction was slightly blocked, it was actually facing the energy beam of the disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace and rushed forward without hesitation!

The energy gap is too large to compete!

At that moment, dozens of the spirit ships of the disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace, like small beasts under the impact of the flash flood, were about to be completely submerged.

And just at this moment, under Lin Ming's feet, the mass of blood and flesh that he had already controlled was split open, and in the flesh and blood of the barren, the wrapped Primordial Heaven Palace lit up with a black light that devoured everything!

"The Legion of Desolation, attack!"

Lin Ming gave an order in a cold voice. In the Primordial Heaven Palace, the soldiers of the 60,000 Desolate Legion had already completed their transformation half a quarter of an hour ago. They had already set up their battle formation, and their energy was brewing to the extreme, waiting to explode!

After the battle against the Allied Forces of the Holy Clan, the army of the deserted one or two months of recuperation was for this blow!

At this moment, even Fairy Qinglian has transformed!

The four saint generals of the saint race, Lin Ming's three avatars, the black dragons that had shrunk in size, and the two hundred great realm kings who could compare to the weakest Heavenly Venerate after their transformation...

The power of all people and beasts is poured into the formation without reservation! !

And especially the desolate flesh and blood that Lin Ming had just plundered from his feet, became the new force in this attack!

The wild flesh and blood burned without reservation, the wanton energy flowed into the Hunyuan Heavenly Palace, and the hideous black light penetrated the universe!

"Xian'er, help me!"

Lin Ming's voice reached Xiao Moxian's ears. Xiao Moxian, Lin Huang, and some disciples of Moxian Palace who followed Xiao Moxian into Hunyuan Temple, poured out their strongest powers together, and sent out a message together. This devastating blow!

This divine light merged with the divine light emitted by the disciples of the 100,000 Demon Immortal Palace, and collided fiercely with the Light of Destruction!

"Boom boom boom!"

An explosion that could tear apart the universe sounded, and the energy spurted out indiscriminately, shattering the universe and collapsing the galaxy!

Under the full blow of everyone, together with the Legion of Desolation, burning the essence of the flesh and blood of Desolation, the terrifying power energy light emitted by the Legion of Creation was suppressed!

Next, the energy light emitted by the Legion of Creation began to retreat, and the faster it retreated!

In the end, Lin Ming's blow swept the earth-shattering and terrifying power, forcibly suppressed the light of world destruction, and shot at the formation of the Legion of Creation!

"Do not!!"

The Son of Fortune's eyes are splitting, and the hundreds of thousands of saints warriors in the other side of the Fortune Corps are all dead!

"Ahhh!"

Some people screamed in despair; some rushed out of the spirit ship and fled into the depths of the starry sky;

However, all struggles are in vain. This light is too fast, faster than the flying speed of all spirit ships and warriors, not to mention this space has been locked by the Creation Legion itself.

Cocoon yourself! !

"boom!"

The divine light exploded in the Creation Legion, the divine light devoured everything, and nothing could be seen in the field of vision.

In order to arrange the battle formation group to emit the light of world destruction, all the spirit ships of the Creation Legion were very close together, which directly brought them complete destruction!

A large piece of the Holy Spirit Ship was hit by the divine light, and it was directly annihilated into powder, leaving no larger debris.

And the spirit ship was swept away by the explosion and exploded in a terrifying energy storm, becoming a splendid firework!

The Legion of Creation suffered heavy losses in this attack.

Seeing all this from afar, the Holy Son of Fortune was trembling. He knew that at that moment, the Legion of Fortune, the ace teacher of this holy clan, was over!

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