Beastmaster of the Ages

Xinghui and Fulin collapsed immediately!

Why are there so many monsters in this person!

They didn't know that Yin Chen had taken control of the situation, otherwise they would collapse even more.

As soon as he said this, Li Tianming had already absorbed all the waves of simulations from the Sea of ​​Eternal God Tribulation.

"As expected of the Thousand Meter Universe God! A stronger level of the Universe God stage! It is really a great tonic for the Divine Sword of the Ten Directions Era!"

The Ten Directions Era Divine Sword is very terrifying in nature, so it is difficult to improve its simulacra. It has continuously absorbed the two best simulacra tides, and it has opened to the eleventh level of simulacra. Although there are not many Kilometer Universe Gods left, But looking forward to the future, Li Tianming feels that there is still a lot of room for transformation!

Absolutely a great supplement!

"So fast?" Fulin watched as the Sea of ​​Eternal God's Tribulation dimmed, and finally collapsed like Xinghui.

"With his efficiency, he must be trying to snatch them away one by one..." Fulin looked at Xinghui, who looked even more miserable, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Yes……"

"Well……"

My heart is bleeding!

Li Tianming was so excited that he didn't bother to talk to them. He just let the immortals poison their corpses, kneaded them into a ball of corpses intimately, and then dragged them Rush out of the tomb and quickly go to the next tomb!

"Li Tianming! You will eventually be punished by God!" Xinghui said ferociously.

"God's punishment? Is it heaven's punishment?" Li Tianming shrugged and smiled, "Wait for me! With the gift from your ancestors, and if I take you big fat pigs as hostages, my wave will definitely take off. If I win one day The way of heaven, control the divine punishment, and you guys, big fat pigs, deserve the first place."

Xinghui: "..."

The top 100 peak bloodline geniuses under the age of 300 among the majestic Meteor Gods... Fat pig?

"Is this still a slave tribe..." Fulin was already doubting life.

Next, they looked at Li Tianming blankly, dragging them like fat meat on the chopping board to the next tomb!

"This scene is like there is a pig in every tomb. Xiao Lizi slaughters them one by one, then drags out a pile of pork, and eats all the pig food in the middle." Yinghuo said with a smile on his hips.

"Your sister, you are the only one who eats pig food! This is the water for forging swords." Li Tianming said.

"My evaluation is that they are not as smooth as the Suishen clan!" Yinghuo said.

"...!"

This guy is getting burned.

Still tactful!

I can’t bear to look at this word.

Next is the pig-killing journey, with silver dust and combat power. Facing increasingly weaker opponents, there is almost no suspense.

During this period of time, all the geniuses of the Meteor Gods are absorbing the tide of simulacra. If one is intoxicated, the destruction of the world will be out of his control.

Li Tianming dragged more and more mixed corpse blood to cover these geniuses, and without saying a word, he directly attacked from behind, one by one!

It doesn't even block the fifth-generation realm, let alone the fourth-generation realm, the third-generation realm, and some babies who only have the second-generation realm and are less than a hundred years old!

On a pig-killing trip, you will be sure to catch one.

Silver dust blocks the whole place, there is no solution!

Even if there is an unexpected situation over there, Li Tianming can avoid it in advance.

After this!

His Ten Directions Era Divine Sword is absorbing more and more simulacra, and the simulacra level of this consciousness is also constantly changing. It is like a bottomless pit with no end. After eating so many powerful supplements, Absorbing it all greedily, there is no feeling of being unable to hold on at all.

The consciousness brought about by this eternal tribulation of fate in the ten directions truly shows its horror at this moment. The level of each sharp sword is soaring crazily.

At the same time, there were more and more corpses in Li Tianming's Dome Star Prison!

Fortunately, there are more geniuses in the second and third derivative realms. If they were all in the fifth derivative realm, the Sky Vault Star Prison would not be able to accommodate them.

It can be seen that the sky and star prison behind Li Tianming are filled with countless hands, legs, heads, internal organs, and all kinds of strange things, all mixed together, and more than ninety people are all in contact with each other at a negative distance. , head on one side, toes in another person's belly!

Waves of wailing were heard continuously, making one's scalp numb.

The continuously multiplying Hongmeng Qi of the Four Symbols took root and replicated on this piece of corpse, filling the sky and star prison, leaving them with no ability to gather their bodies. Each one of them stood at the gate of hell, wandering on the edge of life and death. , It’s hard to die, and even harder to live!

Looking at the miserable and frightened faces, Li Tianming's eyes were filled with deep indifference.

"Under the law of heaven, there is a strict hierarchy. These powerful and rich second generations of the meteor gods lie on the heads of my descendants of Yanhuang and suck the blood to suck out today's inheritance, suck out the so-called clan heritage, and suck out this cemetery of gods! Continue! Come down, I have to make you all spit it out!"

He counted them!

Already ninety-nine people!

In other words, there is only one genius left among the Meteor Gods who entered the Cemetery of the Gods, and the others have been captured by Li Tianming!

Without exception, they are all sneak attacks!

And it’s getting easier.

The further to the back, the higher the efficiency.

This also means that he has absorbed the simulacra tide of ninety-nine Eternal God Tribulation Seas!

There is no doubt that such a great creation will inevitably lead to a major transformation of the consciousness of the simulacrum, soaring from the seventh level of simulacra, so that Li Tianming's consciousness of the battle power will be promoted to a new protagonist in the composition of his combat power!

"Thousand-meter Universe Gods are rare, there are only a few! Otherwise, the simulacrum could be even higher!"

Those gods of the same level as Fen Tianhe, whose simulacra of the Sea of ​​Universe Gods would not be of much help to Li Tianming's consciousness in the end, but Li Tianming still sucked them away without leaving any behind.

"How much?" Yinghuo asked curiously.

"Twenty-eighth level!" Li Tianming said.

"Twenty-eight layers of simulacra? Damn! Let me do the math, it's equivalent to several Suishen clans..." Yinghuo really started counting with his wings.

"You're almost catching up with your adoptive father?" Bai Ye exclaimed.

"Catch up?" Li Tianming smiled faintly and said: "There is also the last one, Zhou Shen Jie Hai, and this is the strongest one! If we can win it, maybe we can surpass him!"

If you exceed it, you will have to board thirty layers of simulacra!

Following his gaze, the companion beasts looked towards the end of the cemetery of the gods. Behind the tombstones, there was a two-thousand-meter-high colorful tombstone standing in the sky. He was like a mighty giant. The sword, inserted in these mountains, commanded the world and shocked the world. A dazzling light erupted from it, as if this ancestor was still alive in this world!

I saw several large, shining characters engraved on the tombstone!

"The tomb of the Star Emperor's 'Dead Star'!"

Star King!

This is its title.

Star Emperor!

"It is said that this is the strongest meteor god among the universe gods born in the countless generations of Xingyue Shenque. He rose from Xingyue Shenque and even became famous in the emperor-level world, and then finally chose to return to his homeland. , benefit future generations!”

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