Chapter 1420: Mysterious voice? (on)

These "different phases" come out of various energies, and the first shape is universally tall as a mountain.
It was getting bigger and bigger, and soon it was over 500,000 meters in length.
There was still that quiet smile on his face, but it was very funny and weird, and these smiles gradually disappeared.
Looking at the arms, there are so many arms, He Ming thinks they are tentacles, and there are millions of pairs of right tentacles.
Every tentacled hand, in an instant, produced a lot of colorful, ancient and weird weapons.
Usually a long sword, a long-handled wheel and a large axe, a huge and weird halberd-just the point of attack, that is, the face of the halberd. He Ming felt that he really wanted to attack himself, it was... the feeling of hitting mosquitoes with a space cannon.
This is a simple beginning. In the end, these "different phases", which are as tall as a mountain, grow out and show the huge physical aesthetics lovers of this universe. When they see it, they will definitely abandon the strongest giant creatures. The idols of gods and demons turned to worship the super thighs of the "alien".
Fortunately, this time, there is only one pair of thighs, that is, left and right.
But the power, or the various aesthetics in it, He Ming feels extremely mythologically strengthened. For example, in the stand-alone game of earth civilization, Kuafu chasing the sun is just like this, right?
More lives got on a huge colored chariot, a reddish-brown, or ochre chariot.
In the deeper part of the Linghai, it was like a world of war, ready for a crazy charge that would start at any time.
This kind of chariot is somewhat like a centipede, but it is sacred and majestic, like the most powerful cosmic law enforcer in the oldest world.
As tall as a mountain, generally more than forty people got on this huge chariot, and then they appeared in their hands and did not know where to take out powerful real weapons, armed in their hands, various cold weapons, and various Kind of hot weapon.
There are so many shapes and complexity. The twisted beauty, the sacred beauty, the pale and dead beauty...
It is simply... He Ming has already regarded it as his own thing.
Also, He Ming shrugged. If these memories can be copied, he will be able to earn at least one-tenth of the total income of the Sun Demon Empire, and at least 50,000 Omdori. Compared with the Sun Demon Empire. Omdori is really not rich. He Ming also needs to post too many immigrants.
The hot and cold Styx tropical region is really conducive to the growth of life.
The reason these memories are so valuable is because these weapons show the various interests that the entire universe will be crazy.
Scholars see countless civilizations.
Scientists see countless high technologies.
Ordinary people see countless powerful babies.
These huge combat power took shape in a short time, in this world. The "Little Golden Man" looted frantically, as if a small intelligent celestial body was spinning, and the Spirit Sea wherever it went became a very chaotic state. There were a lot of mysterious powers in it, and there were countless "dead". It's all devoured... No, it shouldn't be described as devouring. He Ming feels even more "melting into one."
Of course, Xiaojinren is the main body.
And it is cruel "melting into one." It's like a person plunges into the flame, well, he becomes part of the flame.
At least include fat and other combustibles.
And the way the little golden man uses energy is not so wasteful.
In the same short period of time, the Little Golden Man emptied at least an area equal to the size of the Arabian Peninsula on Earth.
If Ding Ling Linghai does not fight back, then it looks like a piece that has always looked very beautiful, and people think it will. A huge wheat field forever. But unfortunately, suddenly countless locusts grew up from under the soil and crawled out.
So after a few more seconds, the strength of the battle was as high as a mountain, and the wind went up and down. Like the roaring will, countless "dead" are almost refreshed, all kinds of lives, including many that are very human. However, there are life without the low-level sense of human beings on earth, and there are many ancient tattooed life that make He Ming's scalp numb. That is, on the light body, there are all kinds of dark tattoos-of course, this cannot be the revenge of the primitive tribes of lower civilizations, headhunter tattoos.
He Ming has only seen this kind of civilized person in a huge and vital secret.
Knowing this civilization, anyone is worthy in the good alliance... a huge galaxy.
And here, the more ancient dead also showed up. In the end, these dead, not very exaggerated, appeared and filled every space.
From top to bottom, from left to right.
He Ming swears that a fly as small as a granule cell can't fly.
At the same time, these "dead", when He Ming was completely awake, looked like "dead" everywhere in the sea of ​​spirit.
It's just that the almost indescribable quiet smile on the face of every "dead person" was gradually replaced by an absolutely indescribable hideous, or distorted, or terrifying but equally empty expression.
He Ming transferred to the powerful combat power that was as big as a mountain, but saw that their expressions were basically the same painful color.
Including some very huge war horses, a kind of war horses that are mostly dead gray-blue. The hair of each war horse is also surprisingly big, boundless, and flashing very strong energy, surging and fierce.
These huge war horses were originally supposed to be sacred, majestic, and infinite, but at this moment, just like those powerful combat forces, they are all a painful color.
He Ming suddenly understood based on his wisdom under normal circumstances: Obviously, this is the consciousness of Linghai.
In other words, these "dead" are all dead.
He Ming finally determined this. Otherwise, wouldn't the other party use all his strength in this kind of survival battle?
"Get out of here, eternal sin!"
"And you, get out of here, the horror king who bears eternal sin!"
"leave here……"
Suddenly, one by one, the huge battle powers as tall as a mountain one after another, or in unison, He Ming couldn't understand the language at all, but he naturally understood it clearly based on his own strength.
He listened to it a few times, determined that it was player-like nonsense, and cancelled accepting such nonsense.
He Ming shrugged and said, "Hey, friend, don't be so cruel, okay? The weather is so hot, I'm just playing here. I'll be leaving soon."
"Go away! The King of Terror is not where you should be!"
"Why do you say I am the King of Terror?"
He Ming is rather self-deprecating, is it possible that Lao Tzu's evil attributes have finally been discovered?
But he changed his mind, it was just some radical legacy of Diaosi's character.
He wants evil? Really praised him.
Evil is a relatively high-level talent, like a happily stupid monkey living on the earth, there is no such thing as a supreme elite in a good alliance called "evil".
Like the Republic’s first gangster, like the American serial murderer Zodiac... To put it bluntly, it just killed a few of the same kind.
In the eyes of the people of the universe, you have trampled on a few ants, and then you are triumphant and boast: "There is no more evil person than me! Why? I have trampled to death a few small ants! Don't laugh, bastard. Oh, bastard, are you using a smile to cover up your fear of having a heart attack next moment? Well, I have mercy on you."
Then, He Ming had only one explanation, and the other party must have discovered something he couldn't find.
But He Ming knew that that kind of thing must exist in his soul.
Because the battle in front of us is about to begin, it is clear that the soul is the main force engaged in armed conflict.
He Ming cannot study his own soul, just like a person cannot take his own soul before his own soul to study.
Because he has only one him.
He Ming was therefore very curious about the other party's answer, but unfortunately he obviously overestimated the wisdom of Ding Ling Linghai's consciousness.
Xiao Jinren's uncontrollable greed made Ding Ling Linghai finally give up nonsense. He Ming saw that he obviously didn't know how to use himself to influence Xiao Jinren, and he finally recognized that it was a consciousness, and it was worse than the instinct of beasts.
...
If a huge change suddenly begins, the whole world goes crazy.
The first step became an extremely old and completely crazy world of war.
That is the terrifying background of the universe being destroyed as a battlefield, and finally forming a huge void.
In this background, countless tall as a mountain of combat power, or ordinary dead, countless forces, swarming.
Without a word, the little golden man hid behind He Ming, like the Himalayas trying to hide behind the small ants that are common in the horse market in China.
No, it's a consciousness.
At the beginning of the attack, He Ming immediately corrected his mistake, but he shrugged, it didn't matter: a crazy attack from Linghai, he just raised everything easily, and smashed everything.
He was so easy to smash these "out of control" low-level combat powers, and he couldn't believe it was so simple and easy-even though he immediately assessed that these "alien" powerhouses should have the ability to attack a group of high-level supreme Ability.
Therefore, now ~EbookFREE.me~ is also the force that sweeps the entire good alliance into this universe.
It's a pity that this is an attack with the soul as the main force, but He Ming doesn't know why, he must use his own power, and the skin of the soul of the abdominal muscles will emit that indescribable deep aesthetic green light, and then his Physical attacks can actually be applied to soul power!
This is the opening of the opening, He Ming... I love this feeling.
This was the first time that he felt truly invincible and invincible. awesome!
This also means that Ding Ling Linghai is dead: because He Ming just smashed these powers, the little golden man smashed up, and then it "melted into one" a lot of energy.
But Dingling Linghai’s "finished" is not that simple. He Ming has never thought about this problem. All the intelligent beings near Dingling Linghai have all understood this problem, and they all have an incomparably deep understanding...Of course, they are about to understand. It also means understanding.
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