Although Wang Nuan and Leng Ming had already prepared themselves and felt that the eternal evil god before them would not be so easily killed, now that they had seen with their own eyes that the ball of evil purple flesh was wriggling again.., the astonishment in their hearts was still very strong.
âWe must strike first before he takes shape.âLeng Ming frowned slightly.
He was not stupid enough to wait for the tomb God to be resurrected. Such a melodramatic plot did not exist.
âSun and Moon Sword Light!â
Leng Ming raised his sword finger, and a green aurora shot out from his fingertip. Lightning Sparks blossomed in the void.
The soaring energy was even more intense than lightning.
It produced a shocking power.
It accurately collided with the purple flesh.
This âSun and Moon Sword Lightâwas Leng Mingâs original power. The name of the move had the meaning of âA blade of grass can cut through the sun, moon, and Stardustâ.
This was another of Leng Mingâs secret arts besides the âGreen Grass Guillotineâ.
The difference was that this move wasnât taught by Jingke and Bai Qiao, but Leng Ming himself had comprehended it.
The two quickly rubbed against each other, creating a huge explosion.
Leng Mingâs sword aura collided with the squirming purple meat, creating a terrifying glow. The extremely high temperature seemed to be able to melt everything.
However, when the smoke and dust dispersed, not only was the purple meat not destroyed, it actually became even bigger.
âNuan! Help Me!âLeng Ming refused to believe it and launched a second attack.
He called out to Nuan.
Nuan tightly wrapped her arms around his neck, and the most powerful charging device in the universe once again exerted force.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
â100 times! Sun and Moon Sword Light!â
The dimension of the second sun and moon sword light increased once again with the help of Nuan, and it carried a destructive power that penetrated the universe.
However.
When the destruction sword pillar with a diameter of 300 meters hit the body of that lump of meat.
Everything was like a mud cow entering the sea again, and everything returned to normal.
Previously, it was clearly only the size of a fingernail.
After Leng Mingâs first sword attack, it grew to the size of a palm.
And now, after the second sword attack...
It had grown to the size of a withered mystic!
âIs this... absorbing my sword energy?âLeng Ming was shocked. He had never encountered such a situation before, but he felt that it was full of strangeness.
This evil God wasnât an orthodox earth cultivator to begin with, but an extraterrestrial creature.
He felt that this scene might have something to do with this evil Godâs extraterrestrial bloodline.
It could actually absorb energy to rebuild its body and wait for resurrection... What kind of monster was this.
âThis doesnât seem like the ability of an ordinary cultivator.âWang Ming watched this scene from afar and was also pondering.
Although he didnât know what the Tomb Godâs bloodline was made of, he couldnât help feeling that this lump of purple flesh in front of him was familiar.
Especially when this lump of purple flesh grew tentacles..
âThe old dominator.âWang Mingâs first reaction was this.
Legend had it that this was a powerful and ancient existence in the universe. Its existence was made up of unknown substances and laws that were far beyond the understanding of the mortal world, so the laws of the ordinary human cultivation world might not be of any use to it.
All along, in the hypotheses about space civilizations, there had also been a view that before the cultivation civilization had been established, there had been a more powerful and ancient civilization.
This was the case with the ancient gods known as the âRulers of the past.â.
Wang Ming had only seen these things in related âEssaysâand âNovels,âso he had never thought that they really existed.
At that moment, Wang Ling had some guesses as he watched this scene.
The mysterious item called âHeavenly fateâthat âZhengâhad mentioned earlier.
From the looks of it now, the tomb God had probably obtained part of the power of that âMysterious itemâ.
It was that power that had activated the ancient God bloodline in the tomb Godâs body, which had been diluted by time.
In other words.
The tomb God had always relied on his biggest trump card, which was that he wasnât in the âDaoâ.
Just like Wang Lingâs Kingâs eye.
The ordinary laws of the cultivation world couldnât restrict these strange ancient gods of the universe.
Now, Wang Ling finally understood why Dao ancestor Wang had put so much effort into sealing the âMysterious objectâ.
He was worried that the civilization of the old era of the universe would be revived because of that âMysterious objectâ, which would further impact the human cultivation civilization.
At this moment, Wang Ling suddenly had an interesting and dangerous thought.
If this âMysterious objectâwere to combine with a human cultivator who didnât have any ancient god Bloodline, what kind of chemical reaction would it produce?
Although there was no emotion on his face,.
Wang Ling had to admit that he was very excited at this moment.
All this time, he had been searching for an answer.
Which was exactly what his kingâs eye was.
Now, he felt that he might be able to find a new answer from this lump of flesh formed by the tomb god in front of him, as well as that mysterious âSecret item.â.
âNuan is in danger! This thing is too strange...â
Wang Ming was subconsciously nervous about the sudden change in the situation before him.
He turned his gaze to Wang Ling.
He saw that the young man had once again gone into a trance..
Only this time, he wasnât chased back by a Nuan.
..
At the same time, the supreme world that had already stopped collapsing was being reorganized as countless pieces of darkness swirled around it.
These pieces were like a jigsaw puzzle with an aura of darkness.
The tomb God had not fully recovered, but the lump of flesh had become infinitely large. It was as large as a stadium of 100,000 people, floating in the void.
Its purplish-black body had some disgusting and unknown green viscous liquid, and its four sides were filled with terrifying and complicated tentacles.
Leng Ming knew.
This terrifying resurrection ritual had not stopped. He had to stop the resurrection before the Tomb God II was fully formed.
However, at this moment, the immense pressure made Leng Ming realize that his body could no longer move.
The terrifying creature in front of him had transcended the ages. It actually made his body instinctively feel a sense of fear.
Boom!
In the dark supreme world where the wind and clouds were changing, an endless amount of holy light descended from the sky. This was the new summoning brought by the flesh of the tomb god.
Wang Nuan and Leng Ming saw human silhouettes appear in the descending holy light. Their faces could not be seen clearly, but they were all black. They were extremely tall and they were at least a hundred feet tall.
Their upper bodies were in human form, while their lower bodies were like tentacles of an octopus. They wore mysterious light veils, and they looked extremely kind and benevolent.
But Wang Nuan could clearly sense that behind this veil was an endless surge of violence.
These were the guards for the resurrection ceremony.
âEternal Life?â
At that moment, a familiar figure landed and blocked Wang Nuan and Leng Ming.
âLing Zhenren...âLeng Mingâs eyes were glazed. When he saw Wang Ling appear, he suddenly felt the pressure he had felt disappear in an instant.
âHa Ya!â
At that moment, Wang Nuan kicked off her fair calves and climbed onto Leng Mingâs shoulder. Then, she suddenly kicked off and jumped onto Wang Lingâs back.
This warm feeling was transmitted from Leng Ming to Wang Ling.
Before Wang Ling had come, he had originally refused to fight together with the Nuan Girl.
The ancient god of the universe in front of him wasnât an ordinary thing. He was stranger and more difficult to deal with than any of his previous opponents, and he was worried that Wang Nuan would get hurt.
But at that moment, Wang Ling changed his mind.
âDo you want to go too, Nuan?âWang Ling sent a voice transmission.
âYa!â
Nuan took advantage of the situation and lay on Wang Lingâs shoulder like a soft cake.
Wang Ling felt as if his heart had melted.
He suddenly felt that.
A mixed doubles match between brother and sister wasnât bad either.