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The light of annihilation, together with the terrifying explosion of the desolate legion's full blow, tore the protective shield laid by the original desolate legion like a soap bubble, and the brilliant flash from the starry sky hundreds of millions of miles away was as dazzling as the sun exploding.

The wanton energy wave swept away the black nebula, completely destroying this star field and making the light travel farther!

The Saint Clan's trump card division, the Creation Legion, was completely torn apart, and less than half of the remaining spirit ships remained, and the Creation Sacred Palace was still retained, it was originally located in the center of the light beam, but because it was a true god spirit treasure, it barely supported it, and the spirit ships within a radius of a hundred miles next to the Creation Sacred Palace were all wiped out.

Even those spirit ships that were far away and were still intact were damaged in the explosion just now, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

In fact, the real fatal thing is the blow to morale, the original Creation Legion is like a tiger descending from a mountain, and the absolute strength advantage has established their belief in victory, this is a terrible army that is not afraid of any opponent at all.

However, Lin Ming's blow just now completely shattered their arrogance and confidence.

They were defeated, and they were completely defeated!

Even a few top Heavenly Venerables, facing Lin Ming, this demon god-like man, had a kind of fear from the depths of their souls at this time. He's too terrible to be defeated!

And with low morale. As far as the Holy Race who has the heart to retreat and flee is concerned, the morale of the Terran is in full swing!

A hearty attack just now made their blood boil!

Originally, it burned essence blood. The Terran warriors themselves should be exhausted from the exhaustion of qi and blood, but at this time, because of this big victory, all the Terran warriors have gone crazy.

"Brothers, rush!"

The generals of the Demon Immortal Palace shouted wildly, and all the sergeants rushed up as if they had seen a carnivorous wolf.

The battle flag of the Demon Immortal Palace of the hunt was held high. The black phoenix of Nirvana, embroidered on the battle flag, seemed to come to life, guiding the angry army of the Terrans like a sharp knife. Pierced the Legion of Creation!

The former First Legion of this Holy Clan, at this time, faced with the generals of the Demon Immortal Palace who were like tigers descending from the mountain, they were actually unable to form an army for a while!

The explosion just now had already destroyed their formation. Now they are fighting on their own. It was chaotic, and most importantly, according to the layout of the original battle formation, the more powerful the spirit ship, the closer it was to the center of the battle formation, taking on the task of the main attacker.

When the attack of the Legion of the Wilderness and the Light of Destruction broke out, these spirit ships in the middle bore the brunt of the attack, and almost all of them were destroyed in the explosion just now.

Those who are far away, the spirit ships that have been preserved. Much weaker, so to speak. With one blow just now, it destroyed nearly three-quarters of the strength of the Creation Legion.

The divine light shot out, the explosion was wanton, the Demon Immortal Palace was devastated, and the Creation Legion was defeated and retreated.

And at this time, on the other side of the battlefield, the desolate flesh and blood under Lin Ming's feet and the desolate clone of the Holy Son of Creation were still entangled, and a large amount of desolate flesh and blood essence was continuously devoured by the desolate flesh and blood under Lin Ming's body.

At this moment, the face of the Holy Son of Creation was already extremely pale.

Lin Ming can devour and control the flesh and blood essence of the desolation, even if these desolate flesh and blood have the spiritual imprint of the Creation Saint Emperor, it is useless!!

The Holy Son of Creation didn't know how Lin Ming did it, but this didn't matter anymore, because he had been cornered!

He wasn't like the Qinglian Fairy, and her master had cultivated himself into a wisp of out-of-body incarnation that he had refined for her—how could the extremely ambitious Creation Saint Emperor sacrifice himself to become an apprentice?

So at this moment, facing Lin Ming, the Holy Son of Creation no longer has any hole cards.

Or it should be said that the so-called hole cards he has are as meaningless as toys to Lin Ming.

At this moment, the Holy Son of Creation felt a deep despair!

He felt that Lin Ming was not sucking the essence of the flesh and blood of the desolation, but sucking his own flesh and blood little by little!

He was like a prisoner on the verge of death, whose arteries had been cut, but he could only wait for the blood to drain and die.

This way of waiting for death is maddening!

The Holy Son of Creation was crazy, and he frantically injected his spiritual power into the body of the wilderness, wanting to compete with Lin Ming for the control of the wilderness.

However, just the moment he touched Lin Ming's spiritual power, the Holy Son of Creation turned pale, his body shook violently, and blood was already flowing from his nostrils.

The gap in spiritual power between him and Lin Ming is too big!

Moreover, the spiritual power of the key Creation Holy Son cannot control the doppelganger of the desolation at all, he relies on the spiritual imprint of the Creation Holy Emperor to indirectly control the famine, compared with Lin Ming, who has the soul of the desolation, it is not comparable at all!

The Holy Son of Creation roared and jumped up from the desolate body!

He held a heavy sword and slashed at Lin Ming, and at that moment, the whole body of the Holy Son of Creation erupted with golden Gangyuan, as if there was a round of golden sun burning in the body of the Holy Son of Creation.

The aura of his whole person also changed in an instant, and the endless starlight in the surrounding starry sky was distorted in an instant, converging towards the Holy Son of Creation, and the vitality, energy, and essence of the material dust in the universe were all drained away by the Holy Son of Creation.

This is the "Creation Divine Skill" of the Holy Son of Creation, once the "Creation Divine Skill" is performed, it can take away the heaven and the earth, that is, take away the aura and vitality of the world!

Those who are proficient in the "Creation Divine Skill" can transform this energy into their own strength and destroy strong enemies.

Now, the Creation Divine Son's "Creation Divine Skill" has been cultivated to an extremely high level, once it is displayed, the weaker Tianzun will not be able to gain a foothold in front of the Creation Saint Son at all, because their energy communication with the outside world will be cut off, and the vitality will be savagely taken away by the Creation Saint Son!

There is only a top-notch Heavenly Venerable who can barely cope with the Holy Son of Creation after performing the "Creation Divine Skill".

However, for Lin Ming, in front of Lin Ming. The top Tianzun is also difficult to gain a foothold!

That's the difference between the two!

At the moment when the Holy Son of Creation made his move, Lin Ming also moved. But it was not he who moved, but the desolation under his feet!

Dozens of blood dragon tentacles shot straight out, stabbing straight at the Holy Son of Creation!

The Holy Son of Creation has blood-red eyes, and his "Creation Divine Skill" can absorb the vitality of the universe, but it is impossible to plunder the vitality from the wasteland!

This comes from a level gap.

He rushed left and right among the dozens of tentacles, but he was horrified to find it. In Lin Ming's hands, the doppelganger of the desolate can exert its strength far stronger than himself!

Every tentacle of the wilderness seems to be alive. They have their own minds, they have their own perceptions, they work together and every attack is flawless!

The Holy Son of Creation flashed more than a dozen attacks in a row. But after all, at the time of the next attack. The speed was a step slower, and he was heavily pumped in the back by a blood dragon tentacle!

"Poof!"

The Holy Son of Creation spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the internal organs in his body turned over the river and the sea, and flew out directly.

At this time, the Holy Son of Creation was full of humiliation in his heart, his own desolate clone was actually plundered by Lin Ming, and then used it against himself!

He mobilized several legions of the Holy Clan stationed in the Holy Lotus. waited for Lin Ming, but these legions were completely defeated by Lin Ming.

He leads the Legion of Creation. The ace division of this holy clan came to encircle and suppress the little demon immortal, and as a result, the Creation Legion collapsed!

And from beginning to end, the Holy Son of Creation never even really fought with Lin Ming, Lin Ming, he has been standing there without moving, he is gradually controlling the doppelganger of the desolate!

The Holy Son of Creation rushed towards Lin Ming, but Lin Ming only used the desolate clone to deal with him.

Lin Ming's approach, as he said before, he didn't regard the Holy Son of Creation as an opponent at all......

Humiliation, frustration, despair, at the last moment of his life, the Holy Son of Creation was almost crazy, and the essence blood of his whole body had burned to the extreme, but no matter how he attacked, what greeted him was just a series of hideous blood dragon tentacles!

These tentacles are endless, even if they are cut off, they can grow quickly, and those broken tentacles are absorbed by the body of the absurd again, and they are monsters that cannot be killed at all.

And as more and more of the desolate flesh and blood were absorbed by Lin Ming, the desolate tentacles against the Holy Son of Creation became thicker and denser!

The Holy Son of Creation was already covered in blood, his internal organs were shattered, and there were countless wounds, large and small.

His movements became more and more sluggish, and he knew that he was on the verge of death.

At the last moment of his life, a miserable smile appeared on the corner of the Holy Son of Creation's mouth, and he used the only remaining Gang Yuan in his body for the last time, filling his body with hundreds of limbs, and these energies were like boiling magma......

"Want to blow yourself up?"

Lin Ming's eyes flashed with coldness, how could he let the Holy Son of Creation get his wish, for him, the Holy Son of Creation still has great use value.

"Whew!"

A ray of spiritual light shot out from Lin Ming's eyebrows like a sword of a god, piercing through the sea of consciousness of the Holy Son of Creation at an incredible speed!

At that moment, the energy that had been gathered by the original Creation Saint Son suddenly stagnated, and at this moment of pause, a thick desolate tentacle flew straight and bit the Creation Saint Son in one bite!

"Puff puff!"

In an instant, hundreds of tiny tentacles as thick as earthworms burrowed into the body of the Holy Son of Creation, and began to devour the flesh and blood and whole body energy of the Holy Son of Creation like greedy leeches!

The Son of Creation had prominent eyes and a dull expression, and at this moment, he was no different from the living dead.

At the last moment of his life, he felt that Lin Ming was devouring him with the desolate clone!

He controlled the Desert Clone for so long, and he used the Desert Clone to devour a lot of life and energy, and in the end, he actually became the food of the Desert Clone!

Under the devouring of the desolation, the body of the Holy Son of Creation slowly dried up, his skin wrinkled together, his eye sockets were deep, and his breath was like a gossamer.

And at this time, the flesh and blood of the desolate wriggled and sent the Holy Son of Creation, who had become a wasted person, to the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Palace...... (A good activity for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you to take!Follow up ~ point/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter ddxiaoshuo), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately pay attention to ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account!) (to be continued......)