Martial World's
1772 - The Might of the Spirit Bead
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Although Lin Ming had consumed a lot of energy, the Good Fortune Saint Son was the same!
In each collision, although Lin Ming's arm would be moistened with fresh blood and his meridians would break apart, he relied on his terrifying recovery ability to slowly restore the damage to his meridians.
This allowed Lin Ming to never be defeated. His persistence exceeded the expectations of everyone present.
Woosh!
The sword attacks that shook and crushed the earth pierced through the endless sandstorms. This sword attack seemed to shatter the pillars supporting the world, and even the sky seemed as if it was about to fall!
The entire island was cut off by this sword attack. An endless gorge formed, continuing for over 10,000 miles and stretching right into the sea!
The deep sea of the Black Pagoda world was countless hundreds of thousands of feet deep. Under the terrifying pressure, the wild sea tides flowed in, filling the abyss.
The huge land collapsed, turning into endless grains of sand that fell into the sea!
The Good Fortune Saint Son's sword attack had split all the land for thousands of miles, just like splitting a small planet in two!
The sandstorm calmed down. But, the atmosphere entered an unprecedented state of calm.
The Good Fortune Saint Son flushed red and his breathing was swift.
As for Lin Ming, even though his breath was gathered and steady, his entire body was still stained with blood.
The meridians on his arms were broken in countless places!
The golden spear in his hand was also covered with many thick sword marks!
This sword mark was shallow but it could not be forgotten that this golden spear itself was an Empyrean spirit treasure and was a weapon refined by ancient Empyreans. Even so, it had been filled with sword marks. From this we can see just how powerful the Good Fortune Saint Son's attack was!
Although it seemed that the Good Fortune Saint Son had the upper hand, some people watching actually discovered that this was not as true as they had thought.
"The strength of Lin Ming's mortal body was not much worse than that of the Good Fortune Saint Son …"
A human Empyrean said in shock.
Originally, people thought that since Lin Ming was a human martial artist and his cultivation was low, he would not be able to last long against the continuous attacks of the Good Fortune Saint Son. But, the truth was that by relying on the monstrous toughness of his body, he endured the entire time!
In terms of enduring continued energy consumption, Lin Ming had the upper hand!
The Good Fortune Saint Son holding a True Divinity spirit treasure from the beginning until now had caused it to give off an incredible force. As for Lin Ming, he used an Empyrean spirit treasure and he focused on surviving. Even if he had to take a small wound he would do it to save energy.
During this battle, Lin Ming would expend energy at a much slower speed than the Good Fortune Saint Son!
Moreover, even though Lin Ming had opened the Nine Star Dao Palace and affected his source of life, the Empyrean man found that although Lin Ming was slowly burning his source of life, it had not diminished at all!
"That is the Gate of Life …"
Empyrean Divine Dream eerily said. Although mankind had lost the records of the Nine Stars Dao Palace, they still maintained the legacy of the Eight Inner Hidden Gates.
The Gate of Life is a very important gate in the Eight Inner Hidden Gates. It brought with it the ability to regenerate one's life source and blood essence to a certain level and built a strong foundation for Lin Ming to desperately release the Nine Star Dao Palace.
“The tide of the battle is slowly changing. If they continued to fight like this, Lin Ming would be on the winning side! "
Some Empyrean humans came to this almost unbelievable conclusion. This is a completely unexpected result.
The decisive battle between the Good Fortune Saint Son and Lin Ming was like a ranged competition held in the mortal world. Lin Ming followed behind the Good Fortune Saint Son, allowing him to take the lead first.
The Good Fortune Saint Son was strong and Lin Ming was also strong. However, he had only trailed slightly behind the Good Fortune Saint Son.
But all this time, Lin Ming had secretly preserved his strength, planning to surpass the Good Fortune Saint Son at the last moment!
To force the Son of Luck of a Saint into this kind of situation had surpassed the imagination of all present.
"Your Majesty Wumo, stop hesitating!"
At this moment, the transmission of an angry voice from the Empyrean saint resounded in the ears of the Good Fortune Saint Son.
With the fight continuing until now, it was more than enough for Lin Ming to greatly show off his glory. Even though the Saint Saint race of their race had a much higher cultivation than this human youth, he was still unable to end the battle. This meant that the Saint Saint race of their race was inferior to the young elites of humanity!
The Good Fortune Saint Son gnashed his teeth. Suddenly, his aura was completely condensed within his body. He looked at Lin Ming, his eyes blazing.
“You have done well! Tactics, power, everything you have has surpassed my imagination! I can't help but admit that you're the scariest opponent I've ever faced in my life. You will lose all the same things!
"Initially, I didn't want to use this step …"
The Good Fortune Saint Son thrust his hand into his chest and took out a bloody bead!
This bead was dark and dense, emitting a thick black light. For a moment, the sky was filled with chaos. All of the martial artists present felt as if their hearts would be engulfed in this chaos!
"The Grandmist Spirit Bead!"
Some martial artists shouted in panic. Even Empyrean people also felt fear and fear when facing this Grandma Spirit Bead!
Good Fortune Saint Son finally used the Grandmist Spirit Bead!
The Good Fortune Saint Son had his pride. As a dignified Saint Child and also possessing the cultivation of the middle Divine Lord realm, he should be able to rely on his own strength to completely overthrow these human martial artists that were much younger than him.
However, he had failed repeatedly. The Good Fortune Saint Son then gave up rolling Lin Ming and decided to defeat him in a high-intensity melee.
But the plan also failed.
With that, the Good Fortune Saint Son had no choice but to bring out the Grandmist Spirit Bead.
After taking out the Grandmist Spirit Bead, the Good Fortune Saint Son felt sorrow in his heart. As a Saint Son, he could not defeat these human martial artists who had lower cultivation, and even had to rely on the strength of the Grandmist Spirit Bead to obtain victory in the end. This really doesn't make any sense!
Even if he won, it would still greatly lose face!
But winning is always better than losing.
"Lin Ming ..." On the side of Divine Dream Heavenly Palace, Mo Eversnow and Mo Brightmoon were both tense. The Good Fortune Saint Son was finally willing to go all out. Was Lin Ming able to withstand the Grandmist Spirit Bead's attack?
Xiao Moxian's forehead was dripping with sweat. Lin Ming had already been injured many times, and although the injuries were not heavy, they had accumulated over time. Lin Ming might have a formidable body, but it would still not be easy for him.
And now, the Good Fortune Saint Son had summoned the Grandmist Spirit Bead. The battle reached him!
Lin Ming silently stared at the spinning black bead. He took a deep breath.
Finally appeared!
He constantly kept his last card in all hands to contend with Grandmist Spirit Bead Grand Fortune Saint Son. If he used all of his master's movements before the Good Fortune Saint Son took out the Grandmist Spirit Bead then he would exhaust all of his strength. Then, when the Good Fortune Saint Son summoned the Grandmist Spirit Bead, he could only sit down and die!
The reason Lin Ming had such worries was that no matter what happened, he did not dare to use the Magic Cube to struggle with the Grandmist Spirit Bead!
The reason that the Child Fortune Saint could freely and openly use the Grandmist Spirit Bead was because he had the entire saint race supporting him from behind.
But, if Lin Ming used the Magic Cube, the consequences would be disastrous.
Lin Ming had the Magic Cube. This was a secret that no one knew other than him, Xiao Moxian, and Mo Eversnow knew. It was a world-class creation heavenly artifact. That was enough to arouse the greed of the True Divinities of the saint race, and especially the True Divinities of the soul race!
Just the Black Dragon Spear alone was not enough for a True Divinity level powerhouse to desperately fight for it.
But, the appearance of the Magic Cube might even force the spiritas and saints to enter a temporary truce. Then they could join forces to attack humans and steal the Magic Cube!
If so, the result is that he and man perish together.
Thus, even if Lin Ming lost to the Good Fortune Saint Son in this battle, he still could not take out the Magic Cube.
If Lin Ming could not use the Magic Cube, he would have to maintain all of his strongest cards to fight with the Grandmist Spirit Bead Good Fortune Saint Son!
“So it's a Grandmist Spirit Bead! The Good Fortune Saint Son finally put his arrogant heart into action. Lin Ming, he ... is in danger … "
Most of the martial artists present had never seen a Grandmist Spirit Bead before. This was because almost all who saw the Grandmist Spirit Bead with their own eyes had died!
However, the name of this heavenly tool struck out like thunder in their ears!
Most people were unaware of the existence of the Magic Cube or Purple Card. To them, this Grandmist Spirit Bead was the number one heavenly tool that had ever existed!
"The horrible aura. Even though I was very far away and did not become the target of the Grandmist Spirit Bead, I still felt my blood vitality fall within me, as if it would be sucked in by the bead! ”
A human teacher said, panicking. He had a half-step World King cultivation.
Even a half-step World King was still affected by the aura of the Grandmist Spirit Bead, feeling as if the blood flow in their bodies would be reversed.
Then, without a doubt, if the Good Fortune Saint Son were to attack this half-step World King with the Grandmist Spirit Bead, it would only take a moment for his body to collapse, instead, it turned into endless flesh and blood essence that was absorbed by the Grandmist Spirit Bead!
Not to mention a half-step World King, even if many half-step World Kings and even ordinary World Kings gathered together, they would still be instantly killed by the Good Fortune Saint Son!
Such an outcome made one drown in despair!
This is the power of heavenly tools!
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