"Lin Ming!"

On the side of the human race, many Tianzun were shocked, but at this time, most of the Tianzun couldn't spare their hands at all.

At the last moment, a middle-aged man in white flashed, like a white lightning bolt, appeared in front of Lin Ming, facing this black demon shadow, he smashed it out with a punch!

"Boom!"

With a terrifying loud bang, the conference table of the Ancient Divine Stone completely shattered.

The aftermath of the horror shot out wantonly, this was a battle between Tianzun-level figures, even if Lin Ming was protected by the man in white, he retreated again and again, and the qi and blood in his body surged, as if his body was about to explode.

"Peng!"

Lin Ming swung out a heavy shot, crushing several True Yuan aftermaths, while he himself flew out upside down, slammed into the wall, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale.

He was seriously injured by this blow just now!

What a person the Creation Saint Emperor is, even if his realm has fallen, even if the Creation Saint Son can only attract a limited part of the power he left in the magic bead, the power is unimaginable!

Once this force locked Lin Ming, even if someone helped Lin Ming block it, under the traction of the qi engine, Lin Ming would still be injured!

In the final analysis, Lin Ming is too weak.

The cultivation of the Divine Transformation Period is equivalent to an ordinary half-step Holy Lord, and in this conference hall, it is an ant-like existence.

Even the weakest Cultivation Saint Son was dozens of times, hundreds of times stronger than Lin Ming!

What's more, the Holy Son of Creation is covered by a true god powerhouse, and all kinds of resources and magic weapons are provided to him at every cost, and he is by no means comparable to Lin Ming.

"I'm too weak!"

Lin Ming touched his chest, although the skin and flesh there were still good. However, the internal meridians and blood vessels have been in a mess, corroded by the dark force, and it is difficult to recover without three or five days of effort.

In this conference hall, any excessively violent collision would very likely involve Lin Ming in death! That's why when Lin Ming wanted to enter the conference hall at the beginning, the Heavenly God Lord would be so opposed.

This is where the weak grieve.

"I want to inherit the last wish of the Mixed Yuan Tianzun, regain the Hongmeng Spirit Bead, achieve the pinnacle of martial arts, and inherit the will of the Fengshen Tianzun. Leading humanity. survived this catastrophe, but I am now too weak to do it, and the aftermath of a battle. could have strangled me. What else is there to talk about?"

Lin Ming clenched his fists. The nails dug deep into the flesh.

He needs to be strong, he needs to be strong quickly, peace between the human race and the holy race. Maybe it will only last for a thousand years, and if he can't grow up in this thousand years, what else will he do to realize those dreams and determinations?

"Lin Ming, you're fine!"

Haoyu Tianzun protected Lin Ming behind him, and said in a deep voice, Haoyu Tianzun's situation was not very good, and he collided head-on with the power of the Creation Holy Emperor, although he was not injured, he was also extremely embarrassed.

He stared at the Holy Son of Creation angrily, this was the negotiation scene, he was silent, and as soon as he made a move, he wanted to kill Lin Ming.

"You little brute who doesn't know whether to live or die, you dare to kill people at the negotiation site, how can my human race tolerate you!"

Haoyu Tianzun was also hot-tempered, and with one sentence, the matter was elevated to racial honor, which suddenly made the atmosphere in the field even more tense!

"Hahaha!" the Son of Creation laughed arrogantly, "What did you just call me? Just because you dare to talk to me like this? What kind of thing are you, tens of millions of years old, you can be worthy of the Heavenly Venerable, and you will stop here in the future, in my eyes, you are a waste! Thousands of years later, you are a real beast to me, and I will kill you like slaughtering an animal, without much effort!"

"What are you talking about!?" Haoyu Tianzun was furious, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and he couldn't help but want to make a move.

The Holy Son of Creation didn't care, and sneered, "Don't you understand what I say? If you have the guts, after three hundred years, you and I will fight to the death!"

The words of the Holy Son of Creation were aggressive, Haoyu Tianzun's expression froze, and the blood on his body seemed to be pouring onto his face.

Of course, he remembered that at the beginning of the meeting, the Fire God had clashed with the Holy Son of Creation, and the Holy Son of Creation proposed a covenant for hundreds of years, and the Fire God almost agreed, but was stopped by Shenmeng Tianzun.

Shenmeng Tianzun did this, obviously thinking that hundreds of years later, the Fire God would not be the opponent of the Son of Creation!

For the vision of Shenmeng Tianzun, Haoyu Tianzun is more convinced.

And Haoyu Tianzun's potential is even faintly a little worse than that of the Fire God, and now facing the challenge of the Holy Son of Creation, he is in a dilemma!

If you agree, there is a probability that you will die in battle.

But if you don't agree, in this tense atmosphere, when it comes to personal dignity and the glory of the human race, if you retreat, it will weaken the momentum of the human race and lose your face.

People have a three-point blood, and a person's life is also a dignity, especially when it comes to the realm of Tianzun!

At this time, Shenmeng Tianzun and the others were still confronting the four protectors, and as soon as Haoyu Tianzun gritted his teeth, he was almost about to fight this battle!

And at this moment, Lin Ming took a step forward with the phoenix blood spear and walked in front of Haoyu Tianzun.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Senior Haoyu, since it is a hundred-year battle, why don't you let the juniors come!"

Lin Ming's voice was very casual, as if this battle was no big deal for him.

"Huh?" Haoyu Tianzun was stunned for a moment, but didn't react.

And at this time, Lin Ming had already looked at the Holy Son of Creation, the phoenix blood spear pointed directly at the eyebrows of the Holy Son of Creation, above the tip of the spear, the cold light flickered, shaking people couldn't open their eyes, "How about you and I make an appointment?"

As Lin Ming spoke, he was smiling, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained teeth.

This scene stunned everyone.

Lin Ming actually wants to make a war with the Holy Son of Creation for a hundred years?

For a while, even Tianzun's confrontation eased down.

Lin Ming's genius, no one denies it, but in the eyes of many people, the Divine Sea Battle Divine Monarch is still a lot worse than the Divine Monarch Battle Realm King.

In other words, Lin Ming is not as good as the Holy Son of Creation, not to mention that the Holy Son of Creation also has an artifact like the Hongmeng Spirit Bead to assist in cultivation, and there is the unreserved cultivation of a true god powerhouse like the Holy Emperor of Creation, and all kinds of inheritances are taught!

Such a character, only he surpasses others, and no one else surpasses him.

But Lin Ming actually wanted to use a hundred years to catch up with the Holy Son of Creation, what a boldness!

"Lin Ming, don't be impulsive!" Haoyu Tianzun said hurriedly, he knew that Lin Ming was standing up for himself. Lin Ming was unwilling to owe favors to anyone, before Haoyu Tianzun blocked a blow for Lin Ming, Lin Ming took over the challenge for Haoyu Tianzun.

One love for another.

"A hundred years of war with me, ha Don't say a hundred years, it's a thousand years, ten thousand years, you can't surpass me, but the gap between you and me will only get bigger and bigger!"

Lin Ming and the Holy Son of Creation, one is in the early stage of the Divine Transformation, and the other is in the late stage of the Divine Monarch Realm, the gap in cultivation is too big, for ordinary geniuses, it takes a hundred years, just from the early stage of the Divine Transformation to the late stage of the Divine Monarch, it is enough to choke, not to mention that Lin Ming wants to catch up with the Holy Son of Creation within a hundred years!

After a hundred years, the Holy Son of Creation may reach the realm of the Holy Lord, or even touch the threshold of the Realm King, and at that time, his strength will not be far from Tianzun.

The difficulties in this can be imagined!

"This kid is crazy, isn't it! He actually fought the Holy Son of my clan in a hundred years of civil war, looking for death!" a Holy Clan Heavenly Venerable sneered.

"Hehe, he thinks that this Holy Son of Creation was selected at random? The Holy Son is the next Holy Emperor appointed by my Holy Clan, and he has gathered the great luck of my Holy Clan since he was born, with such a blessing of luck, his luck is not too good!"

"Yes, the Holy Son of my clan has repeatedly been in and out of life and death dangers, not only did he not fall, but also got a lot of treasures, and now he is accompanied by Hongmeng Lingzhu, in terms of adventures, no one in the world can match, in terms of inheritance, it is also the first in the world, not to mention resources, as for qualifications, he has the bloodline of both the Holy Emperor of Creation and the Holy Heavenly Demon Concubine, and he has been soaked in the elixir of heaven and earth since he was a child, and even a divine beast primordial fetus has been integrated into his body, and the root bones are surprisingly good, he is a figure who will become a true god in the future!"

"Ha Luha, these things, how can this stupid boy know Lu Dao, he thinks that if he wins the second place in the first martial arts in the Divine Domain in the human race, he will be invincible in the world!"

The Holy Celestial Venerables discussed one after another, and these discussions did not use the True Yuan to transmit the sound, but directly reached the ears of the Terran Celestial Venerables, and every time they said a word, the faces of the Terran Celestial Venerables were ugly.

Carrying the bloodline of the Creation Saint Emperor and the Holy Heavenly Demon Concubine, there is a race's atmospheric luck added to the body, and the body is also integrated into the Divine Beast Yuan Fetus, not to mention various inheritances and resources.

How could there still be such a figure in the world, and what does the destined Holy Emperor mean? Could it be that every generation of the Holy Race will have a character who is born to become a Holy Emperor?

Even Shenmeng Tianzun and Haoyu Tianzun, who knew Lin Ming's potential, felt that Lin Ming was too reckless this time.

"Lin Ming......" Shenmeng Tianzun took a deep breath, "Why do you want to make a hundred-year covenant? I know that you have a shocking secret on your body, but no matter how big your secret is, it will not exceed the Hongmeng Lingzhu, in terms of adventures, you are afraid that you are not as good as the Holy Son of Creation, and this Holy Son of Creation is born with great luck, you make an appointment with him, I have no objection, because sooner or later there will be a war between you, but you set a period of a hundred years, which is too short!"

Lin Ming groaned slightly, before he made an appointment to fight, he didn't expect the Holy Son of Creation to be so lucky, but he didn't regret anything, he said: "Xie Lu Xie Shenmeng senior advice, the younger generation set a hundred years period, not overconfidence, nor arrogance, but to give myself enough pressure, the peace between the human race and the holy race will not exceed a thousand years, and it may even be shorter, when the real catastrophe breaks out, if the junior does not have the strength of a half-step true god or above, what can we talk about fighting the catastrophe?"

(Thanks to PigEon Meng, who became another alliance leader of Wuji, and thanks to Wushu Zhonglin's 40,000 reward, Xie Luxie.) The matter is almost over, and all I can say is that I will do my best to write. ）

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