Chapter 1888: Mysterious Terran Powerhouse

The first thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight chapters of the mysterious human race
The phantom of Dongli of the Witch Clan hurriedly said: "Xuanming Ancestor Witch, the human race has a warrior, named Lin Hao, who has a cultivation base in the gods of the sky, somehow entered the battlefield of the ten thousand races and lit the flames of the time of the human race.
This Lin Hao has entered the long river of time again, slaughtering the younger generations of my witch race, and this son has successfully walked out even after entering the time node.
In order to capture Lin Hao, Dongli wanted to help the Ancestral Witch Xuanming out of trouble, but failed. At this time, he had fallen, so he could only use the technique of sacrifice to deliver the message to the Ancestral Witch Xuanming.
Xuanming Ancestor Witch, my Witch Clan, all of you are waiting for you to return from the time point. Dongli has no chance to see that scene, and can no longer work hard for the Witch Clan to retake the era.
Ashamed of being cultivated for tens of millions of years by the Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming, Dong Li was ashamed, and hoped that Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming could forgive him. "
After all, the ghost of Dongli from the Wu Clan disappeared.
The ancestral witch Xuanming's soul body, his eyes showed extremely shocking light.
He realized that the human race had an incredible talent!
Moreover, Dong Li's words can be regarded as answering the doubts in his heart.
At this point of time, Xuan Ming wanted to refine the human spirit, a strong man who has survived for several epochs. He was about to succeed, but because the flame of the human race on the battlefield of the ten thousand races was ignited, the human race was strong. There are signs of recovery.
"Heavenly God Realm cultivation base, this son seems to be in the Heavenly God Realm's time node!"
Xuan Ming muttered to himself, and immediately prepared to go.
Lin Hao has the secret of leaving the age node, which Xuan Ming highly values.
He is one of the top existences of the Wu Clan, how can he be willing to be trapped here, now that he has found hope, he naturally wants to seize this opportunity.
Although the space of the time node is separated from the realm of cultivation, for the ancestor of the witch family, Xuanming, he has a way to resolve this rule and reach the area where the warrior of the gods is located.
But at this moment.
The special pattern made by the power of the ancestral witch Xuanming exploded.
An old man with loose hair rushed out.
This old man, with loose hair, an old face, and a confusion in his eyes, is the soul body of the supreme and powerful celebrity that the ancestor of the witch clan wants to refine.
"My human race, with Erlang coming here, with me, you Xuanming would like to hurt him at all!" said the old man.
Xuan Ming said, "You, an old thing who doesn't even know who you are, want to stop me? Idiot dreams!"
The human body of the old man, with a wry smile, said: "Who I am is not important. The important thing is that I know that I belong to the human race. This is enough!"
Xuan Ming yelled coldly: "Old thing, you have been trapped at the age node for three epochs, and the remaining power of the soul is also close to decay, what are you using to stop me!"
"What will stop you?"
The old man's face showed the color of thinking, and then his tone became firm, and said: "Then take everything from me!"
The voice fell.
This celebrity old man's loose, dry hair, without wind.
Even if this is only the body of the soul, everything seems to be the same as the real.
The human race old man stepped out with one step, and under his feet, there was a flashing mark of the great road, rushed to Xuan Ming's body, punched out, and there was a gray power flowing on the surface of his fist.
This force is extremely primitive, but extremely powerful.
The body of Xuan Ming's soul was a huge ferocious beast, bombarded by the power of the old man's fist, most of Xuan Ming's bone spurs broke, and his huge body was also blown away.
"Power of Chaos!"
Xuan Ming exclaimed and shouted: "No...impossible, you are trapped in the three epochs of the time node, it is absolutely impossible to master the power of chaos!"
The old man stopped talking, rushed to Xuan Ming's body again, and took a picture of him.
"boom!"
Xuan Ming's body was pressed on the ground.
"The power of Chaos? How do I master it?"
The old man said to himself that his body of soul has been wiped out by the power of the time node. He has been trapped here since the beginning of the era of the gods, and he can't remember many things.
The ancestor of the Witch Clan Wu Xuanming, the soul has been trapped in the age node for thousands of years. After these thousand years, his body of the soul is still in its peak state.
But facing the human race, the old man who mastered the power of chaos, Xuan Ming had no power to fight back, and was quite embarrassed by the beating, and the body of the soul burst again and again.
After hundreds of times.
Xuan Ming's soul body was already weakened a lot.
And the soul body of the old man of Human Race also became illusory.
"Hmph, even if you have the power of chaos, what about it? Your spirit will not last long after all!" Xuan Ming roared and began to counterattack.
The human race old man took a palm shot again and fanned Xuan Ming's huge body.
"Even if I can't support it for long, it's enough to suppress you for a hundred years!"
As he spoke, the power of Chaos condensed in the hands of the old human race, and then turned into a mark, falling on the ancestor Wu Xuan Ming of the witch race.
Xuan Ming's body was suppressed by this mark and could no longer move.
Then, the old man of Human Race flew away, and after a while, he came to the barrier of the age node where they were.
He wanted to cross the barrier to find the Tianjiao of Human Race.
However, he quickly dispelled this idea.
Because the power contained in his spirit is no longer enough to support him through the age node barrier.
Therefore, the old man sat down very casually next to the barrier.
He began to observe the countless marks left by the time node, however, he did not find any traces of himself.
Wu Xuanming, the suppressed ancestor of the Wu clan in the distance, laughed and said, "Do you want to know who you are? Hahaha, I have checked, here, all the marks about you have been erased, you Never think of it!"
"Noisy!"
The human race elder frowned, raised his hand, and another force flew towards Ancestral Witch Xuanming's body. At this time, Ancestral Witch Xuanming was suppressed even more severely, and he couldn't even make any more sounds.
The Terran old man said: "It's finally quiet."
"I am a human race!"
The Terran old man said lightly, his expression relieved.
………
Lin Hao, located in the time node area of ​​the Celestial Realm, was originally gathering the seeds of the Origin World.
But there was just a moment.
The space at the node of the years is shaking.
It seemed that an extremely tyrannical battle broke out in a remote area.
When this shock disappeared.
Lin Hao withdrew his mind. He knew that the shock just now came from the time nodes in other regions. It was useless to think too much. He still couldn't get into the higher-level time nodes!
Immediately afterwards, Lin Hao continued to condense his origin, and then continued to compress the origin.
In his body, beside the broken piece of Origin World, a mass of Origin has been compressed to the size of a grain of rice.
And the whole process, twelve days passed.
Of course, he used twelve drops of water a thousand times longer.
This also means that to compress the source, he has actually consumed 12,000 days, more than 30 years later!