"You three-eyed people are all so spineless?" Long Zhan couldn't help but asked.
The shadow didn't care, twisting his body randomly, showing with his actions what it means to be so soft without bones.
Long Zhan was speechless.
The little guy blinked and looked at the shadow carefully.
After a few seconds, it touched Lin Ming's ear and whispered: "This guy doesn't look like the Three-Eyed Tribe at all."
"It's too weak, something is wrong." Lin Ming chuckled and nodded.
"It's not that I'm too weak, it's that you are too strong. You understand the artistic conception. Wherever the sword passes, there is almost no place for me to hide. That's why I have to escape. How could I know..."
The shadow has no mouth or nose, looks very strange, and its eyes occasionally change into strange symbols.
Lin Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't fool me here. I don't want to listen to these nonsense. Just tell me how many of you there are, how you got here, why you came, and what you saw after you came." What you hear and do.”
"Uh... you said it a bit too fast, I didn't remember it for a moment." Xuying hesitated.
Lin Ming swung his sword down, slicing the shadow's arm.
The phantom's body, which was not very solid, immediately became illusory in three parts.
He was so frightened that his whole body shook in waves, and he said hurriedly:
"To answer your first question first, the people we come this time are numbered, starting with 520."
"A total of 3,000 people came, that is, from 5,200,001 to 5,203,000."
Lin Ming twitched the corner of his mouth and said jokingly: "Then your names are really environmentally friendly, and they are very easy to recognize."
"Isn't there something else? For example, those with a special status don't have names either?"
Xuying hesitated for a moment and replied: "Yes, there is. Only captains and above can have names. There are three people in total. I don't know the names of the other two captains. I only know that my immediate superior is named Li Huihuang. There is a captain of a thousand who is not from the Three-Eyed Clan, and I don’t know anything else about it.”
"That means there are 3,003 people. What is the approximate level of your commander?"
"Realm? We don't have a realm. When do we eat more than 10,000 living beings, when do we have autonomous consciousness? After we have autonomous consciousness, we can become a captain of thousands by devouring life that can sense the aura of heaven and earth."
The shadow shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Lin Ming, Long Zhan, the little guy, the little monkey, and Yu Qianqian all had cold gleams in their eyes.
Non-my family, its heart must be different.
This kind of life form is fundamentally different from normal life, and their existence is a disaster.
Must kill!
Lin Ming suppressed the killing intent in his heart and kept an indifferent tone, "Then how did you get here?"
"Someone called me, so I came." Xuying said.
"Summoning? Like us?" Lin Ming frowned.
Long Zhan added: "Use your figure to outline that person's appearance."
"No, it can't be done, there are too many of them." Xuying replied.
"There's more than one..." Lin Ming pondered a little, "Then who among those people do you think is the most similar to us?"
The shadow raised his hand and pointed at Lin Ming.
"You look like this."
The sentence was stuck in mid-sentence, and the shadow suddenly laughed strangely, and was surrounded by black mist.
The next second, more than a dozen phantoms appeared, and it was impossible to tell who they were.
They did not rush in immediately, but retreated while covering each other.
"A powerful life form is coming. We won't lose in hunting this time. Eat more and eat more to become stronger, get a name, and become a real life."
"Kill them all, eat them all, destroy them all, and kill them all. All living things are destined to die, so why not help us."
"Don't worry, don't worry, eat what they can't eat. We are summoning a few more teams."
Lin Ming waved his sleeves and released 12 mysterious energies, some of which were like dragons, some like tigers, some like elephants, and some like bears...
The mysterious energy condenses into the shadow of the beast, giving people an indescribable and fierce feeling.
However, this is just the effect of the Mini Dragon Palace - a god-level illusion.
The little monkey can rely on this trick to deceive Yu Qianqian and the other three guardians for many years. Lin Ming is even more bluffing when he uses it.
One after another, the beast shadows stood tall in the sky, and the black shadows that came one after another did not dare to move.
"This human being is condensed with meaning..."
The first shadow made a sound.
Lin Ming's eyes lit up slightly, and he held the Jingxian Sword in his right hand.
Buzz!
Draw the sword out of its scabbard and see the moon in the mirror.
With the most basic sword movement combined with the divine inscriptions with the word "speed" and the word "light", Lin Ming's sword energy was extremely fast.
One is divided into two, two is divided into four, four is divided into eight... In the end, the 64 sword energies converge at one point.
boom!
The shadow was completely annihilated.
Number 5201314, die!
"This human being can actually kill my three-eyed clan?"
"The life essence in him is extremely rich and must be eaten."
"I'm afraid you are fools. At such a young age, his will can kill us. Don't provoke him easily."
Soon, the three-eyed clan split into two and a half factions.
One faction advocated culling Lin Ming and dividing and eating him.
One group advocated retreating, avoiding Lin Ming, and devouring all the creatures in this small world.
Half of the faction was wavering, waiting and watching, waiting for Lin Ming to show signs of fatigue.
The biggest secret of the three-eyed clan that dominates the heavens is immortality.
If you can't condense the prototype of the artistic conception, you can't completely kill them.
For many races, all they have is strength and no spiritual cultivation.
So even though they have many times more power than the Three-Eyed Clan, they still can't resist the Three-Eyed Clan's endless killing.
Artistic conception is the Achilles heel of the Three-Eyed Clan!
At this moment, the Three-Eyed Clan who advocated killing Lin Ming couldn't bear it any longer.
They gathered together and condensed into a body as tall as a god or demon.
"Come die!"
When the words fell to the ground, the huge fist was raised, gathering boundless black energy.
With a punch, black energy fell from the sky.
Seeing that Lin Ming's forged image of the twelve fierce beasts was about to reveal its flaws.
At this time, Long Zhan condensed the sun and moon with his fists, and a phantom of Yaizhen rose up behind him.
Rumble, rumble!
The huge black fist became an illusory three-pointer.
The phantom of Yaizhen was annihilated, Long Zhan vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"Brother Lin, take action now." Long Zhan's mouth was full of blood and his voice was unclear.
Lin Ming understood and did not waste half a second.
Twelve purple divine symbols appeared.
force! speed! soul! soul! Get better! thunder! water! fire! light! Heavy! Virtual! Reality!
Twelve divine inscriptions were poured into the shadows of twelve towering beasts.
The next moment, Lin Ming pinched the sword fingers with his right hand, and the Jingxian sword turned into a flying phoenix, penetrating the black giant fist.
The artistic conception transformed by the Seven Emotions Sword Intent circulates on the edge of the sword, which is extremely poisonous to the Three-Eyed Clan.
Collapse!
The seemingly mighty tall black shadow dispersed instantly and turned into countless shadows, escaping in all directions.
At this time, the phantoms of twelve ferocious beasts pounced or collided, charging away.
