69novels Chapter 449
Chapter 449
"Boom !!"
The void shook violently, and the scene of fear like the sky shattering and the earth was constantly unfolding.
The Emperor of the Ancients stood proudly in the void, and the hundred-zhang-tall figure of the Buddha behind him set him off even more domineeringly.
"Huh?"
Sensing that Yang Ming's aura had not disappeared, the Ancient Emperor chuckled, seemingly a little surprised that Yang Ming was actually able to survive in the face of his stormy attack.
"Young Terran junior, don't do any more resistance, you have no way to confront me at all, is it not good to be obediently reborn by me?"
As time and space gradually stabilized, the smoke and dust began to gradually dissipate, revealing Yang Ming who was protected by the golden-roofed Buddha light below.
"Whew! Whew! Whew!
Yang Ming gasped and raised his hand to wipe the blood stains at the corners of his mouth.
I have to say that the emperor of the ancients is too strong, through the emperor-level talent copying, copying his skills not to mention, but also fusing these skills together, the power caused is more powerful than the original, if not for his presence to improve the skill of Rulai God Palm, with the protection of the golden top Buddha light, just now it would be enough for him to die hundreds of times!
Even so....
Yang Ming secretly checked the attribute panel, and just now he actually lost one-tenth of his health, what a headache!
Yang Ming sneered, looked at the glowing figure
in the void, and said, "I know that in ancient times, from the beginning of the birth of the Terran race, the first individuals born were the strongest existences, and the more individuals born later, the strength would be constantly weakened, and eventually they would be reduced to the existence of the five scum."
"Presumably, as the first Terran born in the ancient period, all this is the ghost of the ancient emperor, right?"
Hearing this, the Emperor of the Ancients did not have any quibbles, but said very frankly:
"That's right, it was I who chose the civilization development method of ancestor worship that led to the glory of the later Terran race!"
"If I don't concentrate the luck of the entire Terran race on a small number of people at the head, how can I wait to kill a bloody road from among the ten thousand races and lead the Terran race to glory?"
"I can already imagine what kind of virtue the Terrans will be bullied into by the ten thousand races after I fall!"
"But now it's different, an opportunity for the re-emergence of the Terran race is placed in front of you, as long as you are obediently taken away by me, with my talent and strength, you can lead the Terran race to glory again in minutes, and do better than before!"
Between the words of the ancients and emperors, they constantly used the overlord color domineering energy to fill their words.
This makes him speak like the truth of the world, full of irreversible truth and faith!
Sensing that the Ancient Emperor actually used the overlord color domineering so much, Yang Ming's face turned dark.
Sometimes, he really doubted that the Ancient Emperor was the second traverser, and actually possessed such a terrifying talent and ability.
He has obtained the overlord color domineering for so long, and it is only a very superficial use to clean up the small soldiers, but this skill fell into the hands of the ancient emperor, which is simply turning decay into magic.
In fact, not only the overlord color domineering, but any skill that falls into the hands of the ancient emperor can exert its combat power far beyond the original owner.
Yang Ming took out the recovery potion from the space capsule, replenished his state, and immediately launched an attack towards the Ancient Emperor.
He didn't dare to delay time with the Ancient Emperor, after all, according to his previous observations, the Emperor of the Ancient Emperor's imperial talent copy can be used once a minute on average, and the early cooldown time is short, and the cooldown time will continue to extend with frequent use.
Yang Ming flipped his hand and slapped it out, and the Buddha palm that condensed the skill damage suddenly appeared.
If the third form of the palm of God, Buddha moves mountains and rivers!
A huge Buddha palm comparable to a planet burst out, and a large swastika appeared in the palm, blooming with a brilliant light like the sun!
In this palm, the figure of Yang Ming's many skills can be seen, and the attack effects of various skills are superimposed to form a terrifying blow that is enough to collapse the planet.
Seeing this scene, the Ancient Emperor's face was calm, and he said, "
Young junior, what do you think I just told you so much for, do you really think that I am discussing with you?"
"No, no, no, I'm just dragging time, dragging it until my royal-level talent copy can be used again!"
"Thank you for copying the second golden top Buddha lamp of the Rulai God Palm!"
With the words of the Ancient Emperor, a scene that made Yang Ming extremely desperate appeared!
A golden Buddha lamp floated above the head of the Ancient Emperor, and an invisible gentle force enveloped his entire body, protecting him 360° tightly.
And in the next moment, Yang Ming's palm slammed down.
"Boom !!"
The Void Sea boiled, and the stars in the sky were eclipsed.
However!
In the face of this blow, the Emperor of the Ancients was unscathed!
Yang Ming's face turned dark, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood!
The royal-level skill points that he had with great difficulty were used to improve the royal-level skills like the palm of God, and in a blink of an eye, they were actually copied by the emperor of the ancients!
Yang Ming now finally understood why the heavens and races hated and feared the human race in ancient times, it is estimated that most of them were the cauldron of the ancient emperor!
Whoever is the enemy of the Emperor of the Ancients will have Yang Ming's extremely depressed mood now!
The more you fight, the stronger the enemy becomes, not to mention, and in turn, the copied skills are better than the original owner, in other words, whoever will vomit blood!
"I didn't expect that there would be such a move in the follow-up to Rulai God Palm, which really opened my eyes!"
The Ancient Emperor groped the Buddha lamp above his head, and in just a few breaths, he had already seen the mystery of the second form of Rulai God's palm, and in Yang Ming's extremely frightened gaze, the Baizhang Buddha behind the Ancient Emperor spread out one arm after another, his fingers were spread, and the swastika in his palm was shining, and then a Buddha lamp was hanging from each arm!
This 100-zhang Buddha is made up of the fusion of the complete body of Susanoo and the golden body of the Buddha, and has sixteen arms, and now each arm has the second form of the palm of the god, which makes it have sixteen Buddha lamps!
What does this mean?
This means that Yang Ming can't touch this turtle shell at all!
"Am I!"
Seeing that he had the protection of multiple golden-roofed Buddha lamps, the Ancient Emperor no longer had any scruples, thinking that Yang Ming was already a Qiandonkey skill, and he rushed straight over fiercely!
At this moment, Yang Ming felt an unprecedented pressure rushing towards him, as if every breath had to carry an oxygen cylinder to be able to breathe normally.
Yang Ming only felt a tingling in his scalp, his pupils suddenly shrunk, contracted into needles, and exclaimed:
"This son must not be kept, otherwise it will become a great disaster in the future!"