National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

This part of the original power has no mark and is of little use to the big world.

"After the death of the Supreme Heavenly Venerable, most of their power will return to the big world, and the cycle will continue endlessly."

"But when the Heavenly Venerable left, he took away the power that belonged to the big world, breaking the cycle..."

Lin Moyu finally understood why the Heavenly Venerable said that he felt guilty about the big world.

Because their departure further hurt the already injured big world.

It's like rubbing salt on the wound. As a person of the big world, he will naturally feel guilty.

Lin Moyu did understand, but he was helpless.

After all, he is the Heavenly Venerable. What else can he do now that he has left?

The only hope to repair the big world now is the Dou Realm that will arrive in more than 1,000 years.

Refining the Dou Realm and letting the big world absorb the Dou Realm's origin will make it possible for the big world to recover its vitality.

The fingertip ruins were rumbling and shaking, and they kept collapsing.

It was getting smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared.

Ten days later, the fingertip ruins completely disappeared in the starry sky.

When the fingertip ruins disappeared, Fu Shengzun received the news immediately.

They knew that Lin Moyu succeeded.

Tian Shengzun's hearty laughter came from the central hall, "Little friend Lin is really amazing, even the ancient ruins can't stop him."

Hao Shengzun also laughed, "There are only five of the six ancient ruins now, and Little friend Lin should go to all of them."

"Yes, I will go to all of them!"

Lin Moyu appeared at the door of the central hall and strode in.

The saints stood up one after another.

"Little friend Lin, you are finally back!"

"Congratulations to Master Lin for his safe return!"

Chapter 2224 Sweeping the starry sky and looking for dragon balls

During the ten years that Lin Moyu went to the fingertip ruins, the gods of the human race had been moving galaxy resources.

During this period, some sporadic resistance was encountered, but it was useless, and it was nothing more than the death of more people.

The Hundred Races Alliance has completely collapsed, and the Demon Race and the Golden Eagle Race have each closed their star fields.

In fact, they also know what fate awaits them.

The decision made by the Eagle King and the Demon Lord is actually to leave a way out for their own race.

Only the people of the Black Blood Realm have not been found. They are like stink bugs, hiding in the dark and difficult to find.

Lin Moyu is not in a hurry about these things. Now that he has the method of cleaning the Taoist poison, the next thing will be easy to deal with.

The plan of the human race has not changed. It will take decades to move the galaxy.

Lin Moyu returned to the Divine City and told several saints about what he encountered in the fingertip ruins.

Speaking of the twelve core ancient symbols, there may be a chance to refine the ancient symbol warriors again in the future.

Lin Moyu handed the twelve core ancient symbols to the Saint of Symbols, and gave him a detailed refining method for him to study first.

He still has things to do and does not have time for the time being.

After discussing in the central hall for half a day, Lin Moyu left again.

He came to the sword world and stopped outside the sword world.

The sword world has been closed. Standing outside the sword world, you can feel the sword intent in it.

The power of rules came out, and Lin Moyu felt the breath of her elder sister.

Lin Mohan's breath was much stronger than before. Lin Moyu knew that she had entered the Saint Venerable and was now constructing the world of rules.

Constructing the world of rules is a complicated process and takes a long time.

The general Saint Venerable constructs an outline, and then gradually improves it to make it stronger.

The whole process can be as short as a hundred years or as long as hundreds or thousands of years.

Lin Moyu didn't know what step her elder sister had reached, but she couldn't disturb her anyway.

Lin Mohan seemed to sense Lin Moyu, and a sword sounded in the sword world and spread outside the world.

Lin Moyu smiled slightly, "Got it, sister, you take your time!"

After saying that, Lin Moyu took a step and disappeared.

The starry sky became quiet again, and Lin Moyu moved forward silently in the starry sky.

Pieces of void twisted and folded, and space gates continued to appear.

Lin Moyu kept opening the space gates, and in a blink of an eye, he had left the human star field.

Next, he had to do two things. The first was to search for the escaped fish of each race.

Most of the races in the Hundred Races Alliance had died out, and some still had remnants. In Lin Moyu's eyes, these people were the cause and effect, and also the reward of the big world.

To cut off the cause and effect for the big world, these people must die.

The second thing was to find the dragon ball.

He must do what he promised Tianlong.

Lin Moyu came to the edge of the domain, and then began to slow down his speed. Every time the space gate opened, the distance was about 100 light years.

Every 100 light years, Lin Moyu would release 10,000 skeleton generals to search nearby.

He had 2.5 billion skeleton generals, enough to cover a large area of ​​the star field.

When the skeleton generals were used up, there were still 500 million death dragon knights.

The Undead Legion had the vision of the undead, and the undead vision could see the soul flame, and the distance was extremely far.

⑷ No matter how the escaped fish hid, it was useless.

０ Especially after the undead army collectively promoted to the other shore realm, the undead's vision ability was stronger. Even if they hid in the formation or in the broken stars, they could still be seen.

４ A large number of undead armies were scattered in the starry sky and began a mighty search and sweep.

３ Soon, some fish that slipped through the net were discovered. Facing the undead army in the other shore realm, the fate of the fish that slipped through the net was already determined.

㈤While searching for the missed fish, Lin Moyu also began to look for the dragon balls.

There are five dragon balls, three of which are in the domain, one of which has been found, and the other two are missing.

Before the action, they had already searched in the star field of the human race's divine city, but did not find any dragon balls.

The space in the domain is very large, and it takes a lot of effort to search.

Lin Moyu has no good way, so he can only search bit by bit.

The explosive luck technique continues to operate, bringing good luck to Lin Moyu.

After understanding the power of reality and illusion, Lin Moyu knows how magical the explosive luck technique is.

Luck is sometimes more important than strength.

The starry sky gradually becomes sparse, and more and more stars are being moved away.

There are more and more stars in the human race's star field, and as resources increase, luck is also increasing.

In recent years, many geniuses have emerged in the human race.

They are gifted and their cultivation speed is incredibly fast.

The emergence of geniuses is also a sign that the human race is moving towards its peak.

The human race began to usher in a golden age of cultivation, and everyone was full of confidence.

It has never been so good in the past 100,000 years.

. . . . . .

In the demon clan's ancestral land, in the demon ancestor's altar, flames burn all year round.

The demon lord manipulates the demon corpse of the supreme realm, sits in the altar, and endures the burning of flames.

The vitality of the corpse continues to increase, especially in the past ten years, and a low roar will come from the mouth from time to time.

The low roar is full of anger and hatred, and every time the low roar, more flames will roll back and drill into the corpse.

In the past year, red light emerges from the corpse's eyes, revealing a strong murderous intent.

"Human race, I want you to pay the price!"

Finally, the mummy growled with hatred.

He was still absorbing the flames, and the demon ancestor's altar continued to vibrate and glow, and the roar resounded non-stop.

. . . . . . .

In the Golden Eagle Clan, the Eagle King's face was very ugly.