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"This is the ancient and powerful war spirit!"
The moment Lin Ming entered the blood-red world of will, he felt a vague pressure. Although this pressure was not obvious, it had a vague aura of vast and wild wilderness, which made people feel frightened!
¡°Obviously, after too long, the ancient emperor¡¯s war spirit had been weakened to a great extent. Otherwise, how could he be captured by Lin Ming?
Thinking of this, Lin Ming couldn't stop sighing. No matter how powerful you were during your lifetime, you will return to dust after death. Your body will rot, and your energy will condense into the bones of the demon god. Although your fighting spirit can be immortal for a long time, after tens of thousands of years and dozens of Over thousands of years, it will gradually weaken, and in the end, all that will be left is "nothing".
I wonder if martial arts can break through reincarnation and live forever in heaven and earth if it reaches the highest level?
Lin Ming knew that neither the great master who created "Golden Roc Breaking the Void" nor the saint sleeping in the Rubik's Cube could reach the pinnacle of martial arts, but he didn't know that the one who created the power of the evil god Evil God, has he ever reached that level?
Lin Ming was determined to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. One of the big reasons was that he imagined what it would be like to reach the ultimate level of martial arts.
The red energy gathered in front of Lin Ming and condensed into a monster, extremely ferocious.
The voice of the Rubik's Cube then sounded in Lin Ming's mind: "This demon evolved after absorbing the will of the ancient emperor. Although it was born out of the ancient emperor, it actually has nothing to do with the emperor. If you destroy it, it can be tempered. Your fighting spirit!"
Blood demon bone can not only help warriors break through bottlenecks, but also sharpen their will. It is a rare treasure. If it were not for this function, Demon Light would not be tempted.
After the red demon took shape, it rushed towards Lin Ming. With a thought in Lin Ming's mind, the purple spear was unsheathed, thunder and fire flashed, and with a chirping sound, the red demon was pierced by the gun light. In the world of will, the fighting spirit was King, even the complete blood demon bone is no match for Lin Ming, let alone the current incomplete body.
Threads of red light escaped, and Lin Ming absorbed all this energy into his will body without hesitation. Next, he saw the threads of red will invade his spiritual sea, and surged towards his soul with bared teeth and claws. go.
A vicious and violent consciousness filled Lin Ming's heart.
"Assimilate this energy, erase its consciousness mark, and absorb it into the purest soul energy." The magic light reminded Lin Ming in his mind. In fact, Lin Ming knew what to do without the magic light. Now he The fighting spirit gradually takes shape, and its original mind is as stable as a mountain. It is only a matter of time before it swallows up this will.
His consciousness was connected to the sea of ??spirit. Above Lin Ming's sea of ??spirit, strands of red energy were surrounding the small gun condensed from the war spirit, being continuously absorbed.
As time passed, the small gun continued to solidify from its original illusion, and its entire body took on a metal-like blue-gray color, like an ancient bronze.
After a full day, the gun was completely formed, with only some missing parts at the end of the barrel.
Lin Ming noticed the changes in the fighting spirit and subconsciously connected his mental power to the fighting spirit. The small gun trembled violently, as if it was about to burst out of Lin Ming's spiritual sea.
"What a boy!" Mo Guang couldn't help but admire, "Before you reach the level of Xuan Dan, your war spirit has already got rid of the prototype of the war spirit. If it continues like this, it will soon condense into shape! You are really a monster. You want to be there before Xuan Dan. To condense into a complete war spirit, it is definitely not enough to rely on natural resources and earthly treasures, one must have a strong personal will!"
In terms of willpower, it goes without saying that Lin Ming's martial arts heart, coupled with the repeated devouring of the ownerless soul fragments in the Rubik's Cube, and the blessing of reincarnation martial intent, are beyond the reach of the warriors of the Holy Demon Continent, not even the geniuses of the God's Domain.
Lin Ming said nothing, gritted his teeth, and completed the final tempering of the war spirit. The incomplete part of the gun barrel was also constantly being repaired.
Another hour passed, and the war spirit was fully formed. At that moment, only a vague dragon roar was heard, and a vast and majestic aura escaped from the blue-gray war spirit, and the overwhelming spirit filled the air. Even the magic light sleeping in Lin Ming's spiritual sea was secretly frightened!
"It's really taking shape, a blue-gray battle spirit!"
"Oh? Blue-grey level?" This was the first time Lin Ming heard about the classification of fighting spirits. It sounded like there was a lot of room for growth in this fighting spirit if it were to be cultivated.
Mo Guang said: "The levels of war spirits from low to high are cyan, silver, gold, and green Because of their colors, they are called bronze war spirits, silver war spirits, and gold war spirits. Spirit, blue soul fighting spirit??, he is considered to be quite big among the Demon God's Bones, but compared to a team of ten people, this harvest is really small, not to mention that according to the rules of Babel Tower, half of the income must be divided among the guides. .
"It's good to have come here safely. Your team" Duanmuqun said as he glanced at Lan Qin's team. There were only seven of the ten people left, missing two goblin youths and Lin Ming.
"Huh? Where is Lin Ming? Why isn't he here?" Duanmuqun was a little stunned. He didn't quite believe that Lin Ming would perish during this 8,500-mile journey. He only thought that he had left for something.
"Lin Ming" Lan Qin shook his head, "Missing, maybe alive, but the probability of death is greater."
As soon as Lan Qin finished speaking, Duanmuqun was completely shocked, "Missing? Fallen?"
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