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2046 - Lin Ming VS Saint Son
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After confirming Xiao Moxian's presence, the Good Fortune Saint Son revealed his fangs.
When the Good Fortune Saint Son issued his order, the Good Fortune Legion began to move forward. This is a very strong army. The spirit ships pushed forward, surrounding the Demon Fairy Palace's fleet.
With the Good Fortune Saint Palace taking the lead, hundreds of spirit ships gathered to form a battle array. Each spirit ship had their own array formation, and with several hundred array formations gathered together, this was actually a battle array net. With these battle arrays coordinating with each other, they could display an extremely frightening strength. By joining together, the amount of energy they expended would be several times that of a True Divinity!
However, in terms of Laws, the battle array of these spirit ships could not compare to a True Divinity or they could not focus their energy like a True Divinity. So, the actual threat was smaller than the threat of a True God.
For such a combined attack, no matter how much it was upgraded, it would not reach the peak of True Divinity.
Nevertheless, this attack had an enormous area effect and the power behind it was immense. Against a group of spirit ships, this was a devastating attack.
It was not an exaggeration to say that if the Good Fortune Legion had sufficient time to prepare, gathering their complete battle array groups for a single barrage of attacks, it would be, they could fly more than half the spirit ships of the Fairy Demon Palace.
This was a huge difference that came from the difference in strength.
Looking at the battle array of spirit ships led by the Good Fortune Saint Palace, even someone like Xiao Moxian who refused to give up found it hard to maintain her composure. It was hard not to falter in front of that terrifying weapon.
At this moment, Lin Ming raised his Black Dragon Spear and stepped out of Primordius Heavenly Palace.
"Brother Lin!" Xiao Moxian grabbed onto Lin Ming's hand.
“Wait here. '' Lin Ming gave Xiao Moxian a comforting look. Then, he stepped out.
"Ji Xianer's! The destructive attack of the Good Fortune Legion approached the star attack! Are you not afraid? Don't worry, before I catch you alive, I won't let them attack. Only after I capture you will I make you witness for yourself when all your subordinates turn to ashes under this world-shattering light! "
Good Fortune Saint Son laughed wildly. At this moment, a planet-sized starving body quickly rushed forward, flying straight towards the flagship of the Fairy Demon Palace!
Compared to the gigantic body of Famine, the disguised Primordius Heavenly Palace was like a bird in front of a tiger; its size was completely disproportionate.
However, just as several dozen Famine tentacles were ready to attack, the ship suddenly flashed with a strange black light. It began to change shape, becoming taller and wider and changing from a linear spirit ship into a black fortress.
Seeing this, the Good Fortune Saint Son was shocked. "What!?"
The shape of this changing spirit ship caused a premonition to rise in his heart. He watched as a man wielding a spear jumped out of the black fortress.
This man was wearing a black battle suit. His brows were like swords and his eyes were extremely deep.
When the man held the spear, he pointed it straight towards the Good Fortune Saint Son.
"You…? That's you!?"
The skin color of the Good Fortune Saint Son became very bad. At this moment, Lin Ming had already recovered his appearance 6,500 years ago. One did not even need to guess that this was Lin Ming!
To the Good Fortune Son, this man was no different from a nightmare!
"Is that so…? So here's. Since you were a step ahead of me and found Xiao Moxian first, you dared to break through my block .. ”
The lips of the Good Fortune Saint Son twitched. His skin became increasingly gloomy and dark. His eyes were foggy with killing intent!
“You're really stubborn like a cockroach! Even after being hunted by a True God, you still won't die! You swept the second and third holy legions together, extinguished the Hunger Legion, and you plan to eliminate me today? Ahahaha! ”The Good Fortune Saint Son with a laughing voice. “More than 6,000 years ago, the battle between you and me became the greatest shame of my life. But today, heaven gave me a chance for revenge. Since this is a fight of fate, I can't ask for anything more! Today, let me see what makes you so brave! Die!"
The Good Fortune Saint Son exploded with a roar. Dozens of Hunger tentacles attacked together, pushing forward like heavenly god spears!
Bang out!
A terrifying explosive sound surged out and the void shattered. The Good Fortune Saint Son strike consisted of dozens of attacks. The pressure was greater than the countless mountains that smashed into the Primordius Heavenly Palace!
At this moment, it seemed that Famine was plucking out a gigantic pile of flesh and blood to swallow Primordius Heavenly Palace.
For some time, everyone felt their hearts gripped with fear. In particular, the disciples of the Demonic Fairy Palace. They all watched with bated breath. Although they had an almost excited belief in Lin Ming, this Famine avatar that the Son of Fortune Saint commanded was still a being at the True Divinity level. No matter how strong Lin Ming was, this would be a difficult battle!
"Kill Lin Ming! With your strongest attack, blast him together with the blood and flesh of Famine! ”The Good Fortune Saint Son shouted crazily. He did not take back the flesh and blood of Famine nor did he see if Lin Ming died or not. He directly cut off this piece of Famine's flesh and blood and surrounded Lin Ming. He wanted to use the combined attacks of the Good Fortune Legion's battle array to unleash the ultimate assassination attack.
It is a frightening and decisive choice. Good Fortune Saint Son was better off sacrificing a portion of Hunger than giving Lin Ming the smallest chance of survival!
At this moment, behind the Good Fortune Saint Son, the battle array network with the Good Fortune Saint Palace as the leader began to gather puzzling energy, preparing their world to destroy the light attack!
On the side of the Demon Fairy Palace, a giant man holding a war flag rushed out of the spirit ship. He rode on a huge ferocious beast, shouting as he rushed to the holy fleet, "Brother! Move ahead! Protect senior Lin Ming and Palace Master Demon Fairy! "
He was a human genius born after a great calamity and was also the flagbearer of the Fairy Demon Palace!
The scarlet war flag he carried on his shoulder was decorated with the Demon Fairy Palace emblem – black owl image bathing in the flames of nirvana!
The Dark Phoenix was the bloodline of the Beast God Xiao Moxian, and the fire of nirvana symbolized the rebirth of the human race!
"Fight with them!"
"Destroy those holy dogs!"
The Demon Fairy Palace's army roared and charged forward. They went straight to the flesh and blood of famine. Placing Primordius Heavenly Palace behind them, they used their fleet to form a protective iron wall in front of him!
They began to gather all their energy, preparing to face a direct attack from the Good Fortune Legion!
Even if their attacks were extremely weak compared to the battle array network of the Good Fortune Legion, at this moment no one felt fear and no one retreated backwards. No one is afraid of death!
"Little pearls dare to compete with the shining moon!"
The Good Fortune Saint Son sneered mockingly. He held the tentacles of a gigantic blood dragon and attacked the disciples of the Fairy Demon Palace.
What he targeted was the young man in front carrying the war flag. With the power of the Hunger avatar, a single strike could easily turn this man into muddy flesh!
The flag of war is the faith and the symbol of the army. If the flag falls, so does the moral group.
Hu!
The Hunger Tentacle was enveloped with an unstoppable force. The overwhelming pressure locked onto the surrounding space, making it impossible to avoid.
The skin of the youth holding the flag changed. At this moment of life or death, he turned around and spent all his strength to throw the war flag. The war flag howled and broke through the space blockade with great difficulty when it was fired towards another flag carrier.
The man can die, but the flag cannot fall!
“Brothers, for the glory of mankind! The charge!"
The young man seemed to exhaust every remnant of his blood vitality to shout out these earth-shaking words. The Moral Demon Fairy Palace erupted like a volcano!
"For humanity!" Shouted them, their blood boiling!
But since everyone thought the blood of the flag bearer would color the starry space, something unexpected happened. From Primordius Heavenly Palace wrapped in the flesh and blood of Famine, a blood dragon tentacle was whipped!
This blood dragon tentacle was even thicker than the one fired by the Good Fortune Saint Son. With an unimaginable speed, it crossed the void and collided with the Good Fortune Saint Son's attack!
Bang out!
Void collapsed! As the mountain-high tentacles clashed in the air, a deafening explosion sounded!
A terrifying surge of energy surged, making the flag bearer fly! Since this other Hunger tentacle had blocked the attack, the flag bearer only felt his blood vitality tumbling down on his body. He wasn't even seriously hurt.
"What!?"
"This is…"
Everyone is confused. The Good Fortune Saint Son watched all of this with a thick sense of disbelief in his eyes. In the air, the two tentacles intersected, like two blood dragons circling together!
But those other tentacles were clearly related to Primordius Heavenly Palace.
How is this possible !?
“The flesh and blood of the Famine I threw away will actually protect the flag bearer itself? Why is this happening !? ”
Good Fortune Saint Son panicked.
At this moment, the flesh and blood of Famine surrounding Primordius Heavenly Palace began to slowly part ways. In it, channels are formed.
A black-clothed youth holding a long spear stepped out. His long hair was shaking behind him. Her clothes were clean and meticulous, her appearance was sharp and firm, and her aura was as deep as the sea.
He stood firm on the flesh and blood of Famine, like a peerless god of war who had descended from the highest heaven.
The flesh and blood under his feet slowly rose to form a round table that lifted the man up. This feeling was as if the flesh and blood of Famine adored this demon-like man!
Seeing this scene, not to mention the Good Fortune Saint Son and the Good Fortune Legion, even the disciples of the Fairy Demon Palace were stunned!
What the hell happened
"Your words are wrong," said Lin Ming casually as he pointed his spear towards the Good Fortune Saint Son. “Between you and me, there is no battle of fate. In my life, I may have a fated opponent, but that person is not you. You are not worthy! "
Lin Ming's cold voice echoed through the vastness of space, spreading across both the Demonic Fairy Palace and the Legion of Good Fate!
The Good Fortune Saint Son regarded Lin Ming as the greatest opponent in his life, but Lin Ming only regarded the Good Fortune Saint Son as one of the many goals to be surpassed in his life. Especially this one first. Now, Lin Ming had completed the double transformation of his body and mind. The Good Fortune Saint Son could only be called an enemy and not his opponent!
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