Chapter 953: A Projection, Yet Capable of Destroying Ten Tho
people this time!Even if it were his brother, he would probably be standing on the edge, afraid.Moreover,My brother isn't a good person either!If he was a good person, why would he leave home for ten..."Am I still here Am I not dead"
Little Tower whispered,
He had just felt the source dissipating, his will vanishing. He thought he was surely going to die, but unexpectedly, he had a chance to open his eyes again.
Next second!
Xiao Ta was stunned.
He stared blankly at the man in front of him.
Although surrounded by various scents, as if time and space were broken, hazy and indistinct, he still recognized the other person at a glance!
This man who created him,
This man he had spent millennia with.
One person, one tower, separated for tens of thousands of years. Now reunited, the emotions in their hearts are overwhelming and indescribable.
This is a scene he never dreamed of!
"Master"
The little tower called out cautiously.
He was afraid this was just a dream.
When the dream ended, the master disappeared.
You will never see the owner again.
"Little one"
The towering man whispered.
Hearing these familiar three words.
Tears welled up in Xiao Ta's big, Karizma-style eyes and flowed silently down her cheeks.
More than ten thousand years!
"Sob sob sob, Master, it's really you! I knew you didn't die on the Immortal Path, I knew you wouldn't see me in trouble, I knew you definitely wouldn't ignore me!"
Xiaota's emotions were near collapse, tears streaming down her face.
Seeing this scene,
Many powerful gods were stunned!
It's done!
This man is actually the master of the Heavenly Demon Tower.
"Little Tower, congratulations! You finally met him."
Lin Feng smiled through his tears.
Deep down, I'm happy for my little buddies.
For Xiao Ta, this man was his father, the most respected and closest person in his life.
Thinking about this,
Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a tinge of sadness in his heart.
Where are my father, mother, and sister now
"Woooo, master! I miss you so much!"
Xiaota leaped forward suddenly, wanting to rush into his master's embrace just as he used to. But instead of finding warmth, he found nothing. His frail body passed straight through his master's form as if it were empty air.
"Master."
Xiao Ta was dumbfounded,
Staaring in disbelief at the man before him, he had no idea what was going on.
He is not the true body, only a projection.
A powerful being from the Underworld had seen the key to the problem, and his expression was filled with astonishment.
"Whoosh~"
The Little Tower Lord glanced at the other person upon hearing this.
The powerful being of the Speaking God race instantly felt himself locked down by a terrifying aura, as if a celestial spirit was gazing at him. Just one glance suppressed his entire Dao fruit, making his blood almost solidify.
"Help me!"
The strong ones from the Underworld clan looked terrified, struggling to speak out.
In the next instant, he stiffened completely, just like that powerful Sea God Clan warrior before. His body cracked inch by inch and then exploded outright, turning into a shower of light.
"A projection, capable of defeating ten thousand enemies!"
The calm words of the Little Tower Master were like thunder, exploding in the ears of the many powerful divine beings present, causing them to bleed from seven orifices and their souls to tremble.
"Exterminate"
The Lord of the Little Tower lightly uttered a word.
Like the voice of retribution, words follow the law.
Tens of thousands of Ming Shen Clan powerhouses, trembling at a distance, all vanished into nothingness in an instant.
Regardless of strength,
Category one, category two, category three, and category four all yield the same result. Under this single, truthful word, all spirits scatter and there is no resistance whatsoever.
"Wow!"
The entire venue erupted in an uproar.
...then came a deep numbness.
The strength of this person before our eyes far exceeds everyone's imagination,
Subverted everyone's worldview,
A projection spoke, uttering a single word that obliterated all the powerful beings of the Underworld God Clan.
"This is what the six types of strong ones are"
Lin Feng's eyes were a little startled.
Even he didn't know how those tens of thousands of divine race powerhouses died.
He didn't even see Xiaota's outstretched hand, as if he had merely uttered a word casually.
What does this mean
The description explains that the power wielded by the Tower Master surpasses his own level, far beyond his ability to grasp or comprehend.
This is the power of Xian Dao.
The Radiant Saintess walked to Lin Feng's side, took out a fragrant handkerchief from her bosom, and gently wiped the bloodstains off his face as she spoke softly.
"Immortal power Could it be that he's become an immortal"
Lin Feng's pupils constricted.
"I don't know, that level of understanding is beyond us. Perhaps the 'her' inside me would know something about it. This involves a higher level, only those who enter the Immortal Path can truly understand."
The Radiant Saintess replied.
She didn't seem at all surprised. Her beautiful eyes stared straight at Lin Feng's handsome face, as if there was no one else in the world, only Lin Feng remained!
Lin Feng naturally didn't know what the Holy Maiden YaoGuang was thinking at this moment.
He compared the old master, Qin Emperor, Han Emperor, heavy-pupiled predecessors like Chen Beixuan with the master of the small pagoda in his heart.
From my own feelings,
Besides Chen Beixuan,
The rest seemed far inferior to the master of Xiao Ta.
Of course, this is just his guess.
So far, he also hasn't been able to see through people like Chen Beixuan and the Qin Emperor.
"Was he just trying to refine you"
The Lord of the Little Tower suddenly looked at the Heavenly Emperor.
"It's him! It's him!"
Xiao Ta thought about what happened before, his eyes filled with anger.
When the Heavenly Emperor heard this, his face turned pale as a sheet, and he felt drained of all energy. His legs went weak, and he stumbled backward several steps before collapsing to the ground, stammering in defense:
"It's not me!"
This sight sent a chill through the hearts of all who witnessed it.
No ridicule, no sarcasm.
Some is just boundless sympathy.
If any of the others were in his place, they wouldn't perform much better than Emperor Tiánlíng.
"Twelve Demon Kings That Devil Emperor guy should still be alive, right"
The Little Tower Master muttered to himself.
Upon hearing this,
The Heavenly Emperor, as if he had grasped a lifeline, immediately cried out:
"The Demon Emperor is my father. You killed me, and he won't let this go!"
"Really Back during the Immortal Path battle, the Demonic Emperor lurked in the shadows trying to ambush me. In the end, I severely wounded him, and he barely managed to escape."
As the Master of the Small Tower spoke, he casually patted his hand.
"Boom!"
All of the Dark Ethereal beings perished instantly.
The god race powerhouse, who was previously incredibly strong and terrifyingly powerful, now appears before the master of the small tower like an ant. With a mere flick of his hand, he obliterates them into nothingness.
And this,
It's just a projection!
What kind of skill is this
People can no longer imagine it.
The more I think about it, the emptier I feel, the more I think about it, the more frightened I become. These powerful figures suddenly seem like a joke at this moment.
"Summon the Demon Emperor over here. It's been a long time, and I do feel a little nostalgic."
The Lord of the Little Tower spoke.
"My father is in seclusion, so he can't come!"
The Heavenly Emperor was almost scared out of his wits.
He was just bragging!
A demon emperor like him, is from the highest echelon of demons. How could he possibly be his father
But who could have imagined that this great deity before us, so ferocious, would not even fear the Demon Emperor
"Spare me, I was wrong"
The Heavenly Emperor knelt directly, putting aside all his pride, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.
He really doesn't want to die!
"Alas!"
The Lord of the Little Tower sighed softly,
At the gaze of his eyes, the Heavenly Emperor who was bowing non-stop froze instantly. His body shattered and exploded.
"After the ancient cataclysm, the pact made by all races, have you all forgotten"
The Master of the Little Tower looked at the strong Divine Realm warriors around him.
He was like a god, walking through the scene. Every step he took would stir up a storm of blood and carnage.
Like divine retribution, the end of the world.
In a short period of time,
Tens of thousands of the divine army present have been killed or injured.ultivators. The more they absorb, the stronger their strength becomes. Therefore, once it is lost, it is very difficult to make up for it!"Now my strength has fallen so much... If the Demon Lord were...