Chapter 133: The Dead World, the Red Spider Lilies Blooming Again!_l
Translator: 549690339
In the sky.
Countless white-haired warriors of the older generation gathered.
Although a hero is old, a beauty is white.
However, the heroic spirit in his actions was still not inferior to that of the past.
At this moment.
They were determined to use their blood and bones to light a bright light for the development of martial arts.
Even if it was only for a moment, it would be good.
It could illuminate the long road ahead for those who came later.
Seeing this situation.
Li Yueming’s expression didn’t change.
As a reincarnator reincarnator world aborigines are strong or not, strictly speaking, as a reincarnator, as a reincarnator, as a reincarnator, as a reincarnator, as a reincarnator, as a reincarnator.
Now, this group of Martial Saints had gathered.
In the end, the ones who benefited were the martial artists themselves on this vast land.
This was the path they had chosen.
It was for themselves and for the people of the world.
Li Yueming naturally wouldn’t feel sad for them.
After everything was ready, Li Yueming did not dawdle.
Stepping into the sky, he looked at the boundless sea of people below him and said,””Since that’s the case, then let this damned damned damned heavens open his eyes and take a good look at the will of us martial artists. Even ants can shake the heavens, but today, we martial artists will go against the heavens!”
In the sea of clouds, endless lightning appeared.
The entire world seemed to have stopped at this moment.
Tens of millions of warriors held their breaths and looked at the unbelievable scene in the sky.
Deep in the clouds.
A giant hand of lightning that covered the entire sky slowly came down, pressing Li Yueming in the center of the palm.
Such a scene.
It was enough to make countless martial artists ‘scalps go numb and their hair stand on end.
In the past, he often talked about defying the heavens and changing fate, and the will of heaven and earth.
However, the vast majority of low-level martial artists were unable to sense the existence of the will of heaven and earth.
Not to mention understanding the terror of the will of the world.
And now.
Looking at the huge lightning palm in the sky that seemed to be extended by a god, countless low-level martial artists were almost scared to the point of peeing.
So, did the Will of the Great Path really exist in this world?
Otherwise, how could there be a huge lightning palm that was no different from a real person’s palm in the sky?
It was also at this moment.
Only then did countless earth level martial artists understand how terrifying the true heaven and earth will was.
Even though they were thousands of meters above the ground.
When they raised their heads to look at the giant hand of lightning, the martial artists still felt as tiny as ants.
In the sky.
Looking at the approaching giant lightning hand, Li Yueming finally made his move.
His hair and beard stood up, and he raised his hand to condense a giant palm woven from the power of laws.
The two collided at an extremely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye, Li Yueming grunted and took a step back.
Behind him.
The three or four Martial Saints were affected by the shockwaves from the collision. They didn’t even have time to groan before they turned into clouds of blood mist.
Not far away, Li Yueming used the Star Moon Art to absorb the energy in the blood mist.
This was because he had been affected by the purest power of heaven and earth.
Not only did this blood mist contain the power of the laws of a Martial Saint, but it also contained traces of the operation of the Heavenly Dao.
After absorbing the blood mist, Li Yueming could use it to make up for the loss of his qi, blood, and strength.
Moreover, he could extract what he wanted from the nomological fragments.
That’s right.
He wanted to use this cruel method to make up for the one hidden in his body.
He had no choice.
It didn’t matter if he was a cold-blooded butcher.
Li Yueming’s ability was limited.
He had spent 50 years deducing this feasible method.
In the sky.
An even more ferocious thunderbolt transformed into the appearance of everything in the world and attacked Li Yueming.
Li Yueming’s counterattack was equally merciless.
The level of energy brought about by the battle between the two sides was tens of times higher than that of the top ten Saints in the past.
The number of Martial Saints who were defending against the heavenly punishment with him also decreased.
An hour later.
More than 90 Martial Saints had died.
A group of Martial Emperors rushed forward resolutely.
They were much weaker than Martial Saints.
They were even more defenseless against the heavenly punishment.
Instantly, the speed of death accelerated.
Countless blood mists burst forth, and the entire sky seemed to be covered in a hazy layer of blood.
It was the indignant roars of the Martial Saints and Martial Emperors.
Even though it had turned into mud, it was still filled with killing intent.
Beneath his feet.
Tens of millions of martial artists were already dumbfounded.
The senior experts that they could only look up at in the distance were now falling like wheat being harvested.
They were not in the center of the battlefield yet.
It was only swept by the aftershock of the explosion, but it instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
There was a hint of blood-red tragedy in the horror.
This group of latecomers, who were still somewhat ignorant, finally came to their senses.
That’s right.
This was the first time in 10,000 years that martial artists had seen the opportunity to become a Martial Saint or above.
If this group of seniors succeeded…
Without a doubt, it had pointed them to an extremely broad and broad path.
Instantly.
Countless low-level martial artists knelt down again and kowtowed in unison.”Farewell, senior. As long as we are alive, the achievements of the seniors will never be forgotten!” Tears welled up in their eyes.
There was no response from the sky.
Because the first batch of people had already died, the ones who were currently moving up were the second echelon.
If the first echelon was made up of white-haired old men…
Then, the second tier of powerhouses appeared much younger.
Many of them only had white hair on their temples.
But at this moment.
He looked at the meat grinder in the sky..