Martial World's
Ch 1411 - Lin Ming Arrives
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The space of the heavenly Realm was torn apart by this sword light! Placed into this sword attack was Dragon Fang's complete strength; the limit of his potential!
At this moment, Blacksalt and Witchplume had already jumped high into the sky. The blazing black flames and the ferocious beast which was the body that Blacksalt metamorphosed into one, formed a terrifying black meteor!
Bang out!
With a terrifying explosion, the central area of Ash Blood Mountain was hollowed out!
The Wheel of Samsara and the Eight Sections of the Stupa were completely destroyed. Hang Chi spat out a mouthful of blood. At this crucial moment, he gritted his teeth together and smashed his staff onto the ground.
The Vajra Diamond Sutra!
The moment Hang Chi reached the limit of his physical body, he completely ignored all the damage to his meridians and organs to forcibly twist the Vajra Sutra Intan and continue to fight back.
"Defeated!"
Dragon Fang howled to the sky. His eye sockets were covered in blood as the Dragon Fang Blade in his hand cried out with a sharp wail! The sea of black flames was torn apart by this sword light, cutting straight towards Witchplume's forehead. Dragon Fang wanted to use this attack to tear Blacksalt and Witchplume apart together!
And at this moment, Witchplume took a sudden step back. The bone spikes above Blacksalt's back quickly grew forward like sharp swords, thrusting outwards!
Kacha!
The nail hit the sword light. Three spikes burst into pieces but the weakened sword light still fell in wild bursts and went berserk.
Blacksalt growling. Together with the Witchplume, they twisted their astral essence to the limit, resisting this sword attack!
Rumbling rumbling rumbling!
A large piece of red rock fell. The entire Ash Blood Mountain seemed to be melting like a glacier, completely collapsing!
Even though the young martial artists around him were incredible elites among all elites, they were still thrown away by the annoying energy waves!
The reason that Mount Ash Blood was chosen as the battlefield for this fight was because this area was special and the stone was as hard as heavenly steel. Even so, his terrain still could not withstand this terrifying strength.
The young human elites all paled, their faces changing. How could the fifth and sixth martial artists placed in the First Martial Meeting of the saint race be so fierce !?
What outcome?
When everyone looked towards the center of the battlefield, they only saw Dragon Fang kneeling on the ground, barely surviving with the support of the Dragon Fang Blade. His eyes were blood red, with blood continuously dripping down.
And not too far behind him, the true essence of protector Hang Chi was completely destroyed. He supported himself with his staff, standing straight. Behind him, the faint ghost of the golden Buddha was still hesitating. However, Hang Chi's current meridians were completely messy and his organs were damaged in some areas; it was impossible for him to continue standing.
"Dragon Fang! Hang Chi's! "
All the human martial artists were tense. And at this moment, with a loud crashing sound on the distant rocks that were shattered, huge boulders fell down and a bloodied Blacksalt shot out from the rubble like a savage beast, landed on the ground with a crawl. The three longest bone spikes on his back had been broken and a terrifying sword wound crossed his back, stretching from his neck to his tail.
This sword wound was as deep as a ruler and almost cut his bones in half. This final sword attack had been captured and violently stopped by the powerful mortal body and bones. If not for him using the metamorphosis of his body, this sword attack would have split him in half.
Behind him, a pale Witchplume also rose from the ruins. The flexible armor all over his body had broken and he used his black flames to form a new set of flexible armor around him. Blacksalt had withstood 60-70% of Dragon Fang's last attacks and he had withstood 30-40% of it. Despite that, he was very injured. Dragon Fang's attack was too fast and violent but Blacksalt still managed to use his mortal body to endure it. It could only be said that the defense ability of Blacksalt's mortal body had reached a strange level.
When Naqi saw this, he smiled. He knew that this fight was over.
Although humans and saints both receive similar levels of injury, it only means that the inevitable victors are saints. This was because the ability of the saints to resist attacks and also regenerate their bodies was much stronger than humans.
In the current situation, Hang Chi's injuries were the most severe. Even though Dragon Fang had yet to be injured, he was still very attractive in strength. More than half of his true essence was depleted and his combat efficiency dropped drastically.
When Blacksalt emerged from the ruins, he roared. With a slimy writhing sound, the flesh and blood on his back twisted together, even with new bones growing.
This sound of flesh and blood wriggled clear and loud. Blacksalt actually regenerated himself! This kind of regenerative ability was terrifying!
Blacksalt had resisted Dragon Fang's sword attack and was still able to restore some of his combat power within a short period of time. The saints were a race that was truly like wild beasts; their bodies were simply too abnormal.
The surrounding human martial artists felt a chill creeping down. In their days here, they had fought with and also slaughtered many saint race martial artists. However, they never found the genius of the cruel and strange saints capable of undergoing the bloodline metamorphosis, like Blacksalt before them. This Blacksalt was more than just a little stronger than an ordinary saint!
"Haha! My holy race is truly superior to the human race! "
"Foolish man, what else can you still say?"
Many saint martial artists shouted out loudly. Their rigid and faltering heavenly Realm language especially touched the ears.
Among the humans, some martial artists refuted and some were silent.
They thought of the true elites of the saint race: they likely all had bodies like Blacksalt. This thought left a thick despair in their hearts. Can man really overcome this great calamity? If they are defeated then all of humanity will turn into slaves.
At this moment, with the sound of packing clothes rustling in the wind, a white-robed monk flew into the middle of the battlefield. He waved his robe and Buddhist lights wrapped around Hang Chi. This white-robed monk had the cultivation of an ordinary World King realm.
"High Master, I have humiliated the name of Mount Potala .." Hang Chi smiled bitterly.
The white-robed monk sighed, shaking his head as he said, “Murid Nephew, you mustn't be too hard on yourself. If anyone's ashamed, it's us. You didn't lose him in strength or talent, but lost to him in the background. You relied on your Empyrean Holy Land background to wrestle with a genius from a True Heavenly Holy Land up to this level, and for that a Great Master is more than proud of you. If Mount Potala is also a True Divinity Sacred level, then we can let your strength reach an even greater step. Even if it was only half a step further, this battle would have a different outcome. ”
As this white-robed monk spoke, he took Hang Chi with him and flew away.
The third and sixth placed martial artists of the human First Martial Meeting had fought against the fifth and sixth placed martial artists of the first Holy Martial Meeting, respectively, and the end result is ... mankind has been defeated!
Although the saints have won with great difficulty, loss is loss.
"We lost …"
Human martial artists were all silent. They felt a heavy pressure in their hearts.
"They both hurt each other, but we lost because of the endurance and regenerative abilities of the saint race …"
“Although I don't want to admit it, the saints are really stronger than us. They have larger numbers and their heritage is also better. ”
"3. 6 billion years ago, mankind had to pay a heavy price to ensure the survival of our race, the Empyreans were near death and 80-90% of our martial arts civilization was destroyed. As for the saints, they were barely touched. They still had many great sects continuing to pass on their heritage and there were many holy sects that had a background of 4-5 billion years! Moreover, they even had the support of a True Heavenly Holy Land … "
The heritage and resources of a True Heavenly Holy Land far surpassed those of an Empyrean Holy Land, the, so that they could raise even more outstanding geniuses and also have an easier time training Empyreans.
"Hahaha, if any of you are still unsure, then you can come and fight with me!"
Blacksalt's entire body was covered with wounds but he still gave off a terrifying momentum!
"For all the young human elites who want to fight, I alone am more than enough! Pass me a message and tell Lin Ming and Frost Dream to come to the Bright Lustre Great World to look for me! There is no need for Senior-apprentice Brother Naqi to do anything, I will defeat the two of them myself! Especially the one who deceived Lin Ming, the thought that he wanted to challenge the Good Fortune Saint Son of my saint race, my senior brother, Brother Wumo, is simply laughable! ”
Blacksalt's body slowly shrank before he returned to being a dark and thin youth.
Who would have thought such a small body was able to withstand the terrifying explosive force!
But Blacksalt shouted, no one came to accept his challenge.
It was impossible for Divine Sea realm geniuses to fight against Blacksalt; it was simply asking to die.
As for the heavenly Transformation realm martial artists, Hang Chi and Dragon Fang represented the strongest here. After the two of them, everyone was at a lower level. Even if they were to face the heavily injured Blacksalt, they would still be no match.
“Humanity has no one? Ahaha! ”Blacksalt chuckles. "I'll wait here for seven days. In these seven days, any young human martial artist can challenge me. I want to fight with the Bright Lustre Great World! ”
Blacksalt fused his voice with astral essence, spreading it to everyone present.
"This guy is too arrogant!"
When the human martial artists heard Blacksalt's shout, they were all filled with furious rage.
"Who does he think he is !?"
“I really want to beat him! If I can beat him, I will be willing to trade him for 60-70% of my age! ”
All of the human martial artists suppressed the flames in their stomachs. Even though Blacksalt shouted so arrogantly, none of them could defeat him.
Blacksalt was right on his words. He was actually waiting on top of Ash Blood Mountain for other young human martial artists to challenge him.
On the first day, no one accepted the challenge. On the second day, several human martial artists stepped into the arena. Even though they knew who they were fighting, they still could not swallow this humiliation. There were many brave and courageous human martial artists. They did not seek victory, but only wanted to punch Blacksalt with their fists or at least slash him with their swords.
The result as expected. The few martial artists that challenged Blacksalt were all beaten to a pulp, their skeletons and meridians shattered into pieces. If not for the human World King saving them, they would have been killed by Blacksalt. Even so, this level of injury was enough to make them recover in bed for half a year.
Blacksalt laughed out loud. He spoke once more, saying no human trash would come. If they didn't even have the qualifications to make him stretch his bones, then what was the point?
In these days, the saint martial artists had laid down spirit artifacts of residences and mansions. The saint martial artists gathered here, celebrating happily, eating large meat as they drank their fill. This is a celebration party.
As heroes of the holy race, Blacksalt and Witchplume received numerous invitations. For a moment, the morals of the saints reached an extreme.
No one knew that on the third day after Blacksalt arrived at the Chaotic Blood Continent, an ordinary-looking palace broke through the void and also arrived.
In these days, many people had come to the Chaotic Blood Continent. This caused the palace to not attract anyone's attention.
"This is the Chaotic Blood Continent, hm, I wonder where the duel took place?"
Lin Ming thought to himself. But, he soon discovered that finding their location was very easy. The most powerful martial artists in the Chaotic Blood Continent all gathered in one place. Their clear blood vitality and powerful true essence gathered into a force that soared into the sky, forming an invisible fountain that erupted into the sky.
“It looks like it's there. "Lin Ming faintly smiled. “It wasn't finished either; we made it on time. ”
Deep within the Magic Cube space, Mo Eversnow nodded. “Mm, the Chaotic Blood Continent is very far away, placed in the deepest part of the Great World of Bright Luster. Lucky for us, Primordius Heavenly Palace is very fast and we have already arrived here in three days. Let's go and see what happens there. ”