After more than 6,000 years, Lin Ming met the person who was chasing him again, and at this time, the Floating Feather God King in front of Lin Ming was wearing a light white gauze robe, his face was covered with light gauze, and he gestured, like a Lingbo fairy.

She is the most low-key and mysterious of the three true gods of the Holy Clan.

No matter which true god is, he is a high nine clouds, looking down on the world.

Not to mention the huge gap in the realm between the true god and the heavenly venerable, the talent of the true god alone is a peerless genius of thirty-three days, how can it be the level of the emperor Shakya.

Such a genius, coupled with the advantage of cultivation, also makes the people who can fight the true god with Tianzun almost extinct!

In their hands, a grain of sand can shatter the sky, and a feather can cut through the stars.

And now, in front of Lin Ming, it was such a feather, a feather that had transformed into the phantom of the Floating Feather God King.

"The embodiment of the feather?"

Lin Ming's gaze froze, an incarnation left by a true god.

Moreover, originally the Qinglian Fairy herself was the lower Tianzun realm, coupled with her talent, her strength was already a top-class existence among the Tianzun, and the incarnation left to her by the Floating Feather God King was definitely not only the strength realm of the top Tianzun, otherwise it would not have much effect on the Qinglian Fairy.

In other words, if the Piao Yu God King wants to make an incarnation that is enough for an apprentice of the level of the Qinglian Fairy to use to save his life, it will take a lot of cultivation and qi and blood power.

This feather undoubtedly contains the natal essence blood of the Floating Feather God King, which is extremely precious.

Lin Ming didn't expect that the Floating Feather God King attached so much importance to the apprentice of the Qinglian Fairy.

At this time, the Floating Feather God King was already holding an energy-activated long sword, and a sword slashed towards Lin Ming!

The incarnation of the Floating Feather God King was only partially conscious, and at this time, her expression was calm, and her eyes flashed with a strange look.

This sword was like a sacred mountain pressed down. As if he was about to split the heavens and the earth, Lin Ming only felt that the space around his body was instantly locked, making it difficult for him to dodge.

However, Lin Ming didn't plan to dodge at all, he wanted to try how strong the power of the Floating Feather God King's incarnation was.

Lin Ming instantly. Activating the power of Shura's blood, his whole body was covered with black scales, and the dark dragon spear let out an excited whine and rushed straight out!

At that moment, the phantom of the evil god appeared behind Lin Ming, and above the body of his spear, thunder and flames roared, intertwined into a vast sea of red and purple colors, even if it was a divine beast. If you fall into this terrible ocean, you will be reduced to ashes!

However, the Floating Feather God King's expression was indifferent, she tread the waves on the sea of thunder and fire, and the thunder and flames in the ocean swept through the body of the Floating Feather God King, but they failed to bring her harm, as if she was in a different time and space, this scene. It's really like a fairy Lingbo, floating out of the dust.

It's just in this picture. The murderous aura contained in it makes people unable to produce a pleasing feeling.

This sword of the Floating Feather God King separated the sea of thunder and fire.

The sword qi came straight to Lin Ming!

Seeing this scene, the Qinglian Fairy's heart had already been tightened, and the sneak attack on which she attached the feather to the sword body failed before, so she could only let the incarnation of the master fight Lin Ming head-on. She was afraid that Shizun's incarnation would not be able to kill Lin Ming, and now that she saw the Floating Feather God King break through the sea of thunder and fire that Lin Ming cast, hope was rekindled in her heart.

Seeing this roaring sword qi, Lin Ming's body retreated sharply, and the sigil of the Shura Law flashed in his eyes. At the same time, between Lin Ming's eyebrows, the Tianmu Dao Palace opened.

He knew that the power of thunder and fire failed to cause damage to the Floating Feather God King, not because the power was not enough, but because after the other party reached the true god level, his attainments in the law were already extremely high.

His own set of incomplete secret methods of the power of the evil gods, under the hands of the Floating Feather God King, was no longer enough.

The tentative blow failed, Lin Ming no longer retained, his pupils contracted, and at the same time as opening the Tianmu Dao Palace, he once again opened the Ten Thousand Laws Void of the Three Living Pupils!

Under the vision of Tianmu and Sansheng Pupil, some of the energy flows in the body of the Floating Feather God King became clear, Lin Ming painted Tai Chi with both hands, and a stream of energy in black and gold converged in front of him.

This black energy flow is demonic, and the golden energy flow is brilliant.

The moment the two energy streams converged, the laws and vitality of the surrounding space were swept in, and it seemed that Lin Ming's hands were the center of the laws of this universe.

A huge yin and yang vortex slowly formed, it was like a yin and yang taiji diagram, but the height of its law was far beyond the law of yin and yang.

This round of whirlpool, and the sword light incarnated by the Floating Feather God King, collided violently!

Woohoo!

The sword light shattered, and a trace of surprise flashed on the face of the incarnation of the Floating Feather God King!

A wisp of external incarnation, just the crippled consciousness of the Floating Feather God King, but she still has her own wisdom and consciousness, and she will have feelings similar to those of people.

The whirlpool of gods and demons was unstoppable, crushing a qiē, and the incarnation of the Floating Feather God King protected her whole body with sword light, but after all, she was just an incarnation, and she couldn't resist Lin Ming who was going all out!

"Peng!"

The last sword curtain had also been shattered, and the Floating Feather God King's body protector Gang Yuan shook violently like a sail torn by the wind.

Lin Ming shouted, and the phantom of nine big stars appeared behind him, and the starlight converged on Lin Ming's body, and he burst out in an instant with a huge force that was not weaker than the black dragon, and pierced this shot into the body protection of the Floating Feather God King.

Click!

The body protector Gangyuan was pierced by Lin Ming, and this shot pierced into the chest of the Floating Feather God King!

The white clothes were stained with blood, like red plums falling on the snow, a winding blood line overflowed from the corner of the mouth of the Floating Feather God King, her long sword had been taken off, and the divine light that turned into energy dissipated, the Floating Feather God King held the body of the dark dragon spear with both hands, and a pair of dark blue eyes looked at Lin Ming in disbelief.

At this time, she and Lin Ming were close at hand, those eyes were losing their luster little by little, Lin Ming's knife-like face, sword-like eyebrows, and deep eyes made a trace of confusion flash on the face of the Floating Feather God King......

Disheveled!

The body of the Floating Feather God King exploded into countless points of light, and these points of light flew into the depths of the void like thousands of fireflies, and disappeared completely.

And in the center of the point of light, a jade-like feather slowly fell.

Lin Ming gently stretched out his hand and pinched the feather in his hand.

This is a strange feather, only half a foot long, it looks like the feathers of a white crane, it is crystal clear, on the feather of the feather, there is a faint line of blood winding, delicate and beautiful.

Although the incarnation of the Floating Feather God King had been shattered by Lin Ming, on top of this feather, Lin Ming still felt its powerful power, and it flashed with colorful streamers, as if it was about to break out of his palm.

Lin Ming used both hands hard, and one rune after another hit it, sealing the feathers layer by layer until it could no longer jump.

After doing this, Lin Ming raised his head, smiled faintly, and looked at the Qinglian Fairy.

...... (To be continued......)