v3 Chapter 1584： The bloodline of the grave **** is actually an ancient god? (1/97)

Although Wang Nuan and Leng Ming had already prepared in their hearts, they felt that the Eternal Evil God was not so easily killed, but when they saw the evil purple flesh squirming again, the sense of surprise in their hearts was still very strong. .

"While he is not in shape, he must start first." Leng Ming frowned slightly.

He was not stupid enough to wait for the grave **** to really resurrect, such a **** plot does not exist.

"Sun Moon Sword Light!"

Seeing Leng Ming raised his sword fingers together, a green aurora shot from his fingertips, and lightning flowers bloomed in the void like fire.

The energy of skyrocketing is more flaming than lightning.

Give birth to an amazing power.

Accurately collided with the purple meat.

This trick "Sun Moon Sword Light" is the power that Leng Ming originally possessed, and the name of the trick means "a piece of grass can cut the sun, moon and stardust".

This is Leng Ming's other faculty besides the "grass guillotine".

The difference is that this trick is not taught by Jing Ke and Bai Gao, but Leng Ming understood it by himself.

The two quickly rubbed, and then a big explosion occurred.

Leng Ming's sword energy collided with the squirming purple flesh, causing a terrible glow, and the extremely high temperature seemed to melt everything.

However, when the smoke and dust dissipated, the purple piece of meat was not destroyed, but became more swollen.

"A Nuan! Help me!" Leng Ming did not believe in evil, and launched a second attack.

He called A Nuan.

I saw Nuan girl tightly around his neck, and the strongest back-clamp power bank in the universe exerted its strength again.

"100 times! Sun and moon sword light!"

With the help of A Nuan, the dimension of the second sword light of the sun and the moon increased again, with a destructive force throughout the universe.

however.

When the Destruction Sword Pillar with a diameter of a hundred feet banged on that tuft of flesh.

Everything was like a mud cow entering the sea again, and the calm and the waves were restored again.

It was clear that only one fingernail was large.

After Leng Ming's first sword, he directly grew to the size of a palm.

And now this second sword goes down.

Actually it has grown to the size of a Withered Xuan!

"Is this... absorbing my sword energy?" Leng Ming was shocked. He had never encountered this situation before, but he felt full of weirdness.

This evil **** was originally not an orthodox earth cultivator, but an alien creature.

He felt that the scene before him might be related to the alien blood of this evil god.

He could still reshape his body by absorbing energy to be resurrected...what kind of monster is this?

"This is not like the ability of an ordinary cultivator." Wang Ming looked at this scene from a distance and was also thinking about it.

Although he didn't know what the bloodline of this grave **** was, the purple flesh in front of him still made him feel familiar.

Especially, when this mass of purple meat grows tentacles...

"The old ruler." Wang Ming's first reaction was this.

Legend has it that this is a powerful and ancient existence in the universe, and its existence is composed of unidentified matter and laws far beyond mortal understanding. Therefore, the laws of ordinary humans' cultivation world may not have any effect on it.

For a long time, in the hypothesis about cosmic civilization, there has also been a view that a stronger and ancient civilization existed before the establishment of the cultivator civilization.

This is the case with those ancient gods called "rulers of the old days".

It's just that Wang Ming has only seen these things in related "papers" and "", and he never thought that they were real.

At this moment, Wang Ling watched this scene, and he also had some guesses in his heart.

The secret thing called "mandate of heaven" mentioned by "狰" earlier.

From now on, the grave **** should have gained the power of the "mystery" part.

It was also that power that reactivated the ancient god's bloodline that was originally possessed in the tomb god, but was diluted by the years.

in other words.

The biggest hole card that the grave **** has always relied on is that he is not in the "Tao".

Just like Wang Ling's Wang Tong.

The ordinary secular laws of the realm of cultivation have no way to restrict these strange ancient gods of the universe.

Now, Wang Ling finally understood Wang Daozu's good intentions for sealing the "secrets".

This is because of the fear that the civilization of the old age of the universe will be revived because of the "mysterious thing", which will have a further impact on the civilization of human cultivation.

At this time, Wang Ling suddenly had a very interesting and dangerous idea.

If so, what kind of chemical reaction would this "mysterious thing" have if it were combined with a human cultivator who did not have any ancient **** bloodline?

Although there is no emotion on his face.

But Wang Ling still had to admit that his mood at this moment was exciting.

He has been searching for an answer all the time.

That is what his Wang Tong is.

Now, he felt that he might be able to find a new answer from the lump of flesh formed by the tomb **** in front of him, and the mysterious "mystery".

"A Nuan is in danger! This thing is too weird..."

When Wang Ming subconsciously became nervous about the sudden change in the immediate situation.

He turned his gaze to Wang Ling.

But seeing that the young man has once again wandered outside the sky...

Only this time, he was not driven back by A Nuan.

...

At the same time, the Supreme World, which had stopped falling into collapse, was reorganizing under the lingering and whirling of countless dark fragments.

These pieces are like jigsaw puzzles, with an aura of darkness.

The tomb **** has not fully recovered, but the lump of meat has become infinitely huge, and a huge lump of meat with the area of ​​a stadium of 100,000 people has emerged in the void.

The purple-black body has some disgusting and unknown green viscous liquid, and all sides are covered with terrible, complicated tentacles.

Leng Ming knew.

This terrible resurrection ceremony has not stopped, he must rush to block the resurrection before the tomb **** is completely formed.

However, at this time, the tremendous pressure made Leng Ming realize that his body could not move.

The terrifying creature in front of him, surpassing the ages, caused a kind of fear in his body like instinct.

Om long! Bang!

In the ever-changing, dark and boundless supreme world, at this moment, there is infinite holy light falling from the sky. This is a new call brought by the flesh of the tomb god.

Wang Nuan and Leng Ming saw that in the holy light that came, there was a silhouette of a human figure. They couldn't see their faces. The whole body was black, very tall, and it was tens of feet in height.

Their upper body presents a human form, and their lower body has octopus-like tentacles, with a mysterious shimmer veil, which seems extremely kind and kind.

But Wang Nuan could clearly feel that behind this veil was endless turbulent brutality.

These are the guards of the resurrection ceremony.

"Eternally immortal?"

At this moment, a familiar figure landed and stood in front of Wang Nuan and Leng Ming.

"Mr. Ling..." Leng Ming's eyes were dull, he saw Wang Ling appear, and suddenly felt that the pressure he felt disappeared instantly.

"Hah!"

At this time Wang Nuan kicked his white and tender calf, climbed onto Leng Ming's shoulder, and then slammed onto Wang Ling's back.

This warm touch passed from Leng Ming to Wang Ling.

Before Wang Ling came, he had refused to fight with Nuan Girl.

The ancient **** of the universe in front of him was not a mortal thing. It was stranger and more difficult to deal with than any previous opponent. He was worried that Wang Nuan would be injured.

But at this moment, Wang Ling changed his mind.

"Do you want to go too, A Nuan." Wang Ling said.

"Yeah!"

Nuan girl leaned on Wang Ling's shoulders, like a pile of soft cakes.

Wang Ling felt his heart melted.

He suddenly felt.

Mixed doubles of siblings seem to be good too.