Under the reminder of the old god emperor, the warriors of the primeval relics looked out of the portholes.

Through the deep porthole, a faint glow of blood appeared in the vast sea of stars in the universe.

People could see clearly that it was a huge blood-colored ball, seven or eight thousand miles in diameter.

In the upper part of the blood-colored ball, there are dozens of wanton blood dragons, these blood dragons only have half a body, and they are bred from the blood-colored ball, like the tentacles of the blood-colored ball.

The blood dragon roared, revealing its scarlet fangs.

The warriors of the Ancient Relic Clan present were stunned for a moment when they saw this terrifying beast suddenly appear.

It is not like any known fierce beast or divine beast, but it exudes an aura ten or a hundred times more terrifying than that of a divine beast!

In the face of this terrifying monster, the Heavenly Venerable of the Ancient Relic Clan only felt trembling!

The speed of the blood-colored monster was extremely fast, and it was still in the depths of the starry sky, but it didn't take a few breaths for it to fly silently like a blood-colored ghost.

Scarlet, filling the universe, this feeling, like a drop of blood seeping into the clear water, slowly spreads, occupying people's field of vision.

"What the hell is this ......"

Rao is the Heavenly Clan's War Emperor Tuoba Jue, who is scorching in battle and never willing to admit defeat, is also empty-hearted at this time.

On the side of the primeval gods, the old god emperor gasped, his old face was completely pale at this time, he looked at the porthole, and was silent for a long time, his heart was slowly sinking.

He had probably guessed where the monster came from.

Billions of years ago, the primeval relics also fought against the Holy Clan. In the ancient relics, there is a record of this terrible monster.

It's just that according to the information obtained by the writers of the classics, this monster should have been wiped out of its soul billions of years ago and fell into a permanent sleep.

Why...... Will it reappear here?

Thinking of the horror of this monster described in the Protoss classics, the old God Emperor felt a deep despair!

"Could it be...... Is it really fate...... Heaven is dead, my god race?"

The Old God Emperor muttered to himself, his words were heard by many Heavenly Venerables of the Ancient Relic Clan, and they all looked at the Old God Emperor in astonishment, "Your Majesty, what the hell is it?"

This time. Not far from the old god emperor of the Protoss. The patriarch of the Heavenly Clan spoke, his voice trembled a little, and the whole person seemed to be much older at this moment.

"It's probably ...... 'barren'. Totem Beast of the Holy Clan...... Billions of years ago. 'Waste' is rampant in the world. I don't know how many lives have been devoured, including even the true God. ”

"What?Devouring the True God?"

The warriors of the Ancient Relic Clan present were all shocked.

Now for the entire thirty-three days, there are only two races that still have the true gods. That is the Soul Race and the Holy Race, and the total number of true gods they have is also only a handful! Among them, there are also some mysterious true gods who are willing to retreat, do not want to participate in the disputes of the world, and cannot even verify life and death.

"I didn't expect that 'desolation' still exists in the world...... "An old man of the Roaring Bone Clan said, shaking his head with emotion, Tianzun present, not many people have read these ancient classics, after all, there are not many records of 'desolation', and there are not many ancient relics.

"With our current strength, if we want to defeat this catastrophe, we must kill the Holy Emperor of Creation...... It's almost impossible, but right now, there's still a 'waste' ......."

The old man of the Roaring Bone Clan, his eyes retracted from the porthole, propped up the seat, and sat down staggeringly, feeling extremely depressed.

As the patriarch of the Roaring Bone Clan and one of the leaders of the Ancient Relic Clan, it stands to reason that at this critical moment of breaking through, he can't say such demoralizing words no matter what, but he is really desperate in his heart.

The appearance of "famine" made him feel that the world was about to collapse.

"'Wild'...... Is it more powerful than the Creation Saint Emperor?"

At this time, someone opened his mouth and asked the person who asked was Lin Ming, he had already taken the Soul Nourishing Pill, and now in the rapid meditation and pranayama, he also saw the terrifying monster outside the porthole.

"Yes...... According to the records of ancient books, it may be even more powerful than the Holy Emperor of the Holy Clan, and it ...... It is definitely more terrifying than the Holy Emperor of the Holy Race, it can devour, devour the stars in one breath, devour hundreds of millions of lives, and even devour a world, devour a qiē, the more it devours, the more powerful it becomes, and the speed at which it destroys this world is a hundred times faster than the Creation Saint Emperor!"

"I know......" Lin Ming's gaze also sank, and in the face of this catastrophe, his heart was even a little confused.

In the face of the Holy Clan, whose strength is completely disproportionate to that of humans, there are also Soul Clans who do not know the purpose of the other party and have always maintained a sense of mystery......

The environment of the Terrans is extremely complex!

Think about the strange conversation between the soul queen Shengmei and herself, and think about the meeting between the old man and the young man who doesn't know whether he is friend or foe.

The catastrophe came, and a qiē storm surged, confusing.

He is a small Saint Lord peak martial artist, no matter how many opportunities he has, no matter how strong the laws he cultivates, without a strong cultivation as the foundation, in this great catastrophe, he is just a small inconspicuous wave, where should he go?

Lin Ming's heart had an extremely tired feeling, and in his ears, Shengmei's words unconsciously echoed: "Give up, leave this whirlpool, because your efforts are also in vain...... Even if the leader of the true gods of the human race 3.6 billion years ago, Fengshen Tianzun, he was originally a peerless master, a true dragon in the world, but he carried the fate of the human race, and finally died in battle for the human race, it is a pity!"

Lin Ming closed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists, because of excessive force, his knuckles were pinched by him and crackled!

"Look at the monster's back!"

Tianzun of the Ancient Relic Clan said.

People looked over one after another, only to see that there were two people on the back of the blood-colored monster.

A tall middle-aged man wearing a golden cloak, and a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a somewhat gloomy look.

Seeing these two people, the old god emperor's face changed suddenly, "That middle-aged man is ...... Creation Holy Emperor!His body, how ...... Connected with 'Wild'?"

The Old God Emperor said in disbelief, creating the Holy Emperor's legs. has fallen into the body of the desolate, and it is obvious that the flesh and blood of the desolate can be seen spreading to the body of the Holy Emperor of Creation, and the blood vessels are all connected.

This feeling is like being devoured by the Saint Emperor of Creation.

Yet reason told him that it could not be so, perhaps the opposite...... The Holy Emperor of Creation has swallowed up the desolate, or the desolate has become a clone of the Holy Emperor of Creation!

"Original...... He is the Holy Emperor of Creation......"

Lin Ming looked at the middle-aged man in the golden cloak, this was the first time he had seen the Creation Saint Emperor, he only felt that the other party's gaze seemed to pass through the layers of Haoyu. Look at yourself in the same eye.

It's a very strange feeling. Obviously, separated by the distant starry sky and the protective layer of the "Hope", it was impossible for the other party to see him, but for some reason, Lin Ming felt that the Creation Holy Emperor was looking at him. It's as if there is no barrier between the two.

And by the side of the Holy Emperor of Creation. is Lin Ming's acquaintance, the Holy Son of Creation.

At this time, the face of the Holy Son of Creation was full of sinister smiles. This is the smile that belongs to the victor, with a hint of pity, a hint of mockery!

That's when it happened. What Lin Ming didn't expect was that the Holy Son of Creation suddenly spoke.

His voice, with energy as the medium, spread across the starry sky of the universe for millions of miles.

"Lin Ming! I know you're on that spirit ship! Today is your death date! Hahaha!"

"The hundred-year war period between you and me hasn't yet arrived, isn't it? Unfortunately, you won't have this opportunity, and today, you will be killed!"

The Holy Son of Creation was crazy in his voice, Lin Ming's heart was stunned, the Holy Emperor of Creation really knew that he was in the Ancient God Clan!

Why did he know his whereabouts?

Lin Ming had been carefully hiding himself, making sure that he had not been discovered by the Holy Clan.

In this case, the whereabouts are still leaked, so either the Protoss has a spies, or the Holy Beauty revealed it to the Holy Emperor of Creation.

The possibility of spies is actually not very large, because the Ancient Relic Clan did not know about Lin Ming's affair with the Holy Clan, and after the battle plan was determined, in order to prevent the news from leaking, all the high-level officials of the Ancient God Clan who knew the information were restricted from moving.

So is it ...... Shengmei?

Lin Ming frowned slightly, although he and Shengmei were no longer friends, and might even be enemies, Lin Ming still didn't believe that Shengmei would betray him.

Perhaps, when he left the Soul Clan and entered the primeval universe, he was not necessarily locked by the Soul Emperor, which was not difficult for the Soul Emperor.

"Soul Emperor...... Will you put me to death?"

This thought flashed through Lin Ming's heart, and at this moment, in the starry sky, that huge blood ball suddenly burst out!

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Above the blood cells, dozens of blood-colored dragons roared and slaughtered!

These blood dragons tear apart the void and dance wildly with an unstoppable killing machine!

And their targets are all the "Hope" spirit ship!

"Oops!"

The faces of the Tianzun sitting in front of the "Hope" formation changed greatly, and they did their best to control the formation and change the direction of the "Hope".

However, with their ability to control, how can they compare to "Wild"?

"Boom!"

A loud bang came, and dozens of evil dragon tentacles slammed into the protective layer of the "Hope"!

The "Hope" earthquake turned in a whirlwind, and all the Tianzun present had to use their energy to stabilize their bodies, but the ordinary people of the primeval relics were miserable, they exclaimed, and some people were even injured in this violent impact.

"Damn it!"

Tuoba Jue was furious in his heart, he was already about to escape, and he was about to rush to the Sighing God Wall, but at the last moment, he encountered such an accident, and he fell short!

"With the blow just now, the energy consumption of the ship's hull was two percent!"

The Celestial Venerable of the Roaring Bone Clan reported that one attack of the Wild would lose two percent of its energy, which was almost equivalent to an attack of the Shura Ancient Divine Cannon, and it would not take a few attacks to continue like this, and the energy of the "Hope" would be exhausted!

"Hahaha!Lin Ming, aren't you very strong? What's the matter?

The voice of the Son of Creation echoed in the starry sky, wanton and arrogant.

(Four more than 12,000 to make up, I was still very scared when I said it yesterday, but I did it today, I wrote it for a whole day, and it was finally completed.) ）

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