Chapter 1135: The Ultimate Hole Card!
As soon as Lu Moqin's firm words fell, more than a dozen Creation Venerables of the Nine Holy Islands and the Sea Siren Clan came back to their senses from the horror of Cangming's resurrection, and immediately sensed the fact that Cangming was weak.
But there wasn't much excitement in their hearts.
Cangming was reborn with blood, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, several of them suffered heavy losses in a row, and they were also absorbed by Cangming A large amount of pure energy in their bodies, and they were still not their opponents.
What's more, there are eight ghosts and ghosts around him.
These eight Hades Venerables were much lighter than them in terms of injuries before, and most of their combat strength was still there!
Judging from the whole, the human race and the Kraken clan still can't escape the fate of annihilation.
"Little girl, her cultivation is mediocre, but her eyesight is still not bad. ”
Cangming sneered: "But even if the cultivation of this seat plummets to half of what it used to be, isn't it a matter of being caught by pinching you ants?"
The roar full of arrogance and murderous intent echoed, and strands of crimson blood swept out of his body, strangled towards Lu Moqin with teeth and claws.
The Venerables of the Terran and Kraken Clans present were shocked and fought one after another to resist.
But how could the ghosts and ghosts give these Venerable Beings a chance to block them?
As several great venerables fought against the creations of the underworld again, in the huge Endless Sea region, the powerhouses of the two races of the human and demon clans were not willing to be left behind, and once again fought with millions of underworld troops, and there was chaos.
In this way, there was no one around Lu Moqin except for a group of powerhouses in the realm of heaven and man.
"Cangming. You're too confident, and today this girl will let you know what despair is!"
Staring at the strangulation, thousands of strange crimson silk threads. Lu Moqin's face was disdainful, and he raised his pink fingertips and pressed them to the center of his eyebrows, bringing up a cluster of golden light lines.
As this golden streak of light appeared, the surrounding heaven and earth were filled with a divine aura, and as it spread, it was dense and filthy. The bloody bloodshot was immediately purified into nothingness.
"The Mark of the Gods?"
The dozen or so Creation Venerables who were fighting with the Ghost and Ghost Eight Hell Venerables hurriedly glanced back and became moved.
They really couldn't imagine that Lu Moqin had nothing but bringing immortal severed fingers. He also bears the mark of the god of incarnation.
The imprint that was conceived from the body of the peerless Heavenly Venerable of the Transformation God Realm had a great restraint effect on the underworld.
Maybe it will really become the last death talisman to wipe out the vicissitudes.
As long as the vicissitudes die, the general trend has been decided!
Behind the fight, Ling Feng, who was held down by several Heavenly and Human Realm powerhouses, also had a flash of surprise and excitement in his eyes.
What he didn't expect was. Lu Moqin actually had a god mark, if he cooperated with the one in his hand, plus the one he and the Northern Hell Feather mastered, the three god seals that the Taixu Saint Qilin Tianzun had collected would have been completed.
Right now, the Heavenly Disk of the Gods is in Ling Feng's hands, as long as he gets three seals, perhaps, he really has the ability to seal the escaped Dark Eye within three years. Let this world avoid a catastrophe.
Ever since Lu Moqin used the Avatar Seal, a glittering light appeared in the eyes of the Northern Stygian Feather.
He naturally knew that the incarnation mark in his hand was the nemesis of the underworld.
The reason why we are waiting to see what happens. It was because with his ability that he couldn't exert the powerful power of the God Transformation Mark, and the appearance of the Immortal Severed Finger made him feel that it was not time to use the God Transformation Mark.
"The Seal of the Gods?hehe, if your cultivation is in the creation, casting this mark may be able to compete with this seat, but with your cultivation of the celestials. It's a fool's dream. ”
Cangming came back to his senses from his surprise and sneered.
The smiles on the faces of the dozen or so Creation Venerables who were on par with the ghosts and spirits froze again.
If the seal of the god is in their hands. With their strength, they can naturally exert enough power to wipe out the vicissitudes of life.
However, the Divine Seal is the Celestial Venerable Seal, and giving it to a certain genius is equivalent to recognizing his qualifications.
Therefore, only the owner of the imprint can control the imprint of the god of transformation.
And with Lu Moqin's cultivation, it is already very good to be able to exert one-thousandth of the power of the God Seal, and it is really unknown whether he can erase the seriously injured Cangming.
After all, Cangming is one of the most powerful giants of the Underworld in this plane!
"Come, judgment of the gods. ”
After purifying the countless bloodlines around him, Lu Moqin let out a coquettish cry, and a colorful divine light emerged from his delicate body, and the mark turned into a golden primeval sword, and the ancient rune that flickered on the surface revealed a pure aura of degree, and swept away.
Where the Excalibur passed, the heavens and the earth sank and shook violently, as if they were worshipping this mark!
"Hmph, the light of the gods has judged all beings in heaven and earth, but it can't help my great underworld!"
A sinister smile flashed on Cangming's face, his hands were folded, and the Nine Dragons Flame Bracelet was suspended in front of him, slowly turning, and a terrifying force of filth emerged.
The Ancient Divine Sword and the Nine Dragons Flame Bracelet transformed by the Divine Seal collided together, and the two world-destroying forces ate each other, and they froze!
The reason why this situation occurred was because Lu Moqin's cultivation was low, and he couldn't even exert one-thousandth of the power of the God Seal!
At this moment, Lu Moqin's face turned pale under the cold sweat.
Manipulating the Divine Seal consumed a lot of her spirit, and she was crumbling, and she couldn't hold on for long.
Seeing this scene, the faces of millions of creatures of the human race and the kraken clan who were caught in a frenzied battle couldn't help but turn miserable!
Could it be that the hope that had just risen had turned to despair?
In the end, the bamboo basket was empty?
"Hehe, a god mark delusional attempt to erase this seat is simply a fool's dream!"
Cangming smiled coldly, and a stream of energy in his body quickly injected into the Nine Dragons Immortal Fire Cover, and the filthy aura became more and more intense, and the light of the gods became more and more dim.
"What if you put another sigil?"
The North Stygian Feather was like a gust of wind blowing, standing with Lu Moqin, his fingers pressed on his eyebrows, bringing up a cluster of golden light patterns, flicking his fingers, and swept towards the Nine Dragons Stygian Fire Bracelet.
Although he was very disgusted with Lu Moqin's humiliation of Ling Feng, at this moment, in order to erase Cangming, Bei Mingyu didn't care so much.
His incarnation mark and Lu Moqin's imprint originally belonged to the two incarnation gods, and the aura contained was completely different, one was light gold and the other was purple gold, but there was no rejection at all, and they complemented each other!
Two divine lights, like two divine swords, were stabbed on the Nine Dragons Immortal Fire Bracelet, and the filthy mist around the bracelet immediately melted inch by inch, making a 'snort' burning sound!
As the dark fog gathered around the Nine Dragons Flame Bracelet quickly dissipated, two rays of divine light penetrated into the bracelet, only half a step away from Cangming's flesh and blood. (