Necromancer, summon skeletons, practice the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Skill

Lu Ming took a deep breath and walked towards the four terrifying figures again.

At this moment, in the abyss beneath the earth, darkness as thick as ink was spreading wantonly, as if it was an endless sea of ​​nightmares.

The cold wind howled like the howling of an evil spirit, sharp and shrill, and made a creepy friction sound as it blew across the stone wall.

The dim moonlight struggled to shine through the narrow gap above the head, but was swallowed up by the darkness halfway, leaving only a few faint rays of light, making the abyss even more gloomy.

The corpse of the first Lord God stood in this horrible darkness like a collapsed giant peak. The scars were the ruthless marks of time, and the shriveled muscles were like rocks weathered for thousands of years. The light in the sword marks was like a sharp blade that took lives, flashing an eerie light, which was particularly eye-catching in this inky darkness, as if it was a call from hell.

The body of the second main god was like a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice hidden in heavy shadows. The frost was solidified despair, and the broken arms were like broken glaciers. The chill it emitted was like a biting cold wind. Wherever it went, tiny ice crystals condensed in the air, which fell one after another, making a crisp and terrifying sound.

The corpse of the third main god was like a ball of burning fire leaping wildly in the darkness. The charred color was a symbol of destruction. The wound on the chest was like an endless abyss. The flames that spewed out were like violent beasts, illuminating the surrounding darkness with a bright red color, but were swallowed up by the darkness again in an instant, flickering like the breath of a devil.

The corpse of the fourth main god was like a dark spell embedded in this suffocating and terrifying place. The runes were the mark of curse, the empty eyes were like the gaze of death, the flying chains were like deadly shackles, clanging in the cold wind, as if they were the whispers of the god of death.

Although they were dead, their remaining wills and mutated bodies looked even more hideous and terrifying in this horrific atmosphere, as if they wanted to devour Lu Ming's soul as well.

Lu Ming looked at the four corpses and couldn't help but shudder in his heart, but he still took a firm step forward.

Lu Ming had a solemn expression as he tightly grasped the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword, and demonic energy burst out from his body like a surging tide.

In an instant, he seemed to have transformed into a demon from the dark abyss.

He clenched his teeth, his eyes were full of determination, and he used his sword skills and magic without hesitation, resolutely throwing himself into this thrilling battle.

He was muttering something at a very fast speed, and the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword was instantly wrapped tightly in a layer of demonic energy as thick as ink. The sword body trembled violently, making bursts of low and urgent humming, as if it was full of desire for the upcoming bloody battle.

Lu Ming's body was as fast as lightning, and he rushed towards the corpse of the first main god with the force of thunder. The sword drew an arc as dark as night in the air, carrying the power to destroy the world.

The sword marks on the body of the first Lord God suddenly shone brightly, like a blazing sun, and collided fiercely with Lu Ming's magic sword.

In an instant, a deafening roar sounded, like thunder exploding in the sky, sparks flew, dazzling and bright. The thick inky darkness around was instantly dispelled by this brief and dazzling light.

Lu Ming's body turned rapidly, floating like a ghost, and he avoided the fierce counterattack sword energy by a hair's breadth.

At the same time, he quickly formed seals with his hands, shouted loudly, and a surging black demonic flame flew violently towards the body of the second main god.

The demonic flames instantly wrapped around the frost-covered corpse tightly, as if to devour it completely.

However, the corpse exuded an extremely cold aura, which instantly extinguished the demonic flames and turned into wisps of green smoke that dissipated in the air.

Lu Ming was not discouraged at all. He opened his eyes wide and waved the magic sword in his hand again, performing a set of extremely complex and varied sword techniques.

The sword energy crisscrossed and weaved into a huge sword net that covered the sky and the sun, and enveloped the body of the third main god like an overwhelming force.

The corpse of the main god, which was burning with blazing flames, let out a deafening roar and spewed out even more violent and incomparably hot flames, fiercely competing with the sword net.

For a moment, the heat waves rolled and surged, and the surrounding rocks were instantly melted by the high temperature and turned into boiling magma flowing down.

The runes on the fourth main god's body were glowing and flickering, transforming into rays of light as sharp as knives, shooting towards Lu Ming with overwhelming force.

Lu Ming roared to the sky, and the demonic energy on his body instantly condensed into an indestructible shield. The light and the shield collided violently, making a harsh friction sound and emitting dazzling sparks.

The battle became more and more intense. Lu Ming was injured in many places and his clothes were stained with blood, but his eyes became more and more determined, like a burning flame. The unyielding belief in his heart supported him to continue fighting bravely.

The mysterious old man watched the battle nervously from the side, his hands clenched tightly, secretly gathering strength, his eyes full of worry and determination, ready to help at the critical moment.

Lu Ming took another deep breath and gathered all his strength into one point. The Heaven Devouring Demon Sword shone brightly, like a shining star. He roared at the top of his lungs, "Today, I will defeat you, even if I die!"

That decisive voice was like thunder exploding in this dark place.

At this critical moment, a matter of life and death, Lu Ming exerted his full strength for the first time, and the clones of the origins of gold, water, fire and earth emerged one after another from his dantian.

The golden clone shone brightly, like a scorching sun, emitting an unstoppable sharp aura. Every movement brought with it a lightning-like sound of breaking through the air, just like lightning across the night sky.

The water's clone is sparkling, as if it can accommodate all rivers and seas, soft yet strong. Wherever it passes, the air is filled with mist, as ethereal as a veil of mist.

The fire clone was blazing with flames, and its hot breath caused the temperature of the surrounding to rise rapidly. The flames on its body were like a violent fire dragon with bared fangs and claws, rushing towards the enemy with great momentum, just like a surging wave.

The Earth Clone is heavy and steady, giving people a feeling of being as solid as a rock. With every step it takes, the ground trembles slightly, as if the earth is shaking with its power.

Lu Ming held the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword in his hand and rushed towards the corpse of the First Lord God like an arrow. The demonic energy on the sword was like a winding black lightning.

He swung his sword violently, and a sharp sword energy whizzed out, heading straight for the sword mark on the corpse, just like a ray of dawn breaking through the darkness.

At the same time, the golden clone turned into a golden stream of light and attacked from the flank with lightning speed.

Its hands transformed into sharp golden blades that quickly cut through the air, restraining the sword energy that was constantly shooting out from the corpse, causing the sword energy to be cut and dissipated in mid-air, disappearing into smoke, as if brilliant fireworks were instantly withering.

The water clone surrounded Lu Ming, forming a constantly flowing shield. The water on the shield kept rotating, resisting the chilling aura emitted by the corpse of the second main god.

Whenever the extremely cold air touches the shield, a "sizzling" sound is heard, and the water vapor instantly condenses into ice chips and falls down, just like snowflakes fluttering in winter.

The fire clone and the raging flames spewing out of the corpse of the third main god competed with each other. The flames between the two intertwined to form a dazzling sea of ​​​​fire, like a burning gorgeous sunset.

A thick column of fire spurted out of the mouth of the fire clone, which collided with the flames of the main god's body, making a deafening explosion and sparks flying everywhere, like brilliant fireworks blooming, and like stars falling.

The Earth Clone took heavy steps and rushed towards the body of the fourth main god unwaveringly. It used its solid body to withstand the attack of the rune light.

Every time a ray of rune light hit it, it would stir up a cloud of dust, just like a raging sandstorm.

But it did not move at all. Instead, it stretched out its strong arms and tried to grab the body of the main god to turn the tide, like a giant trying to conquer an insurmountable mountain.

For a moment, the battle entered a fierce and thrilling stage.

Lu Ming and his clones worked in perfect harmony, complementing each other and gradually gaining the upper hand.

However, the counterattack of the Lord God's corpse became more and more fierce and intensified, and the situation was still full of twists and turns and unpredictable uncertainties.

The mysterious old man was stunned as he watched from the side, secretly cheering for Lu Ming in his heart.

Lu Ming gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his forehead, and shouted loudly: "Try harder, we will definitely be able to defeat them!"

The clones responded in unison, with great momentum, as if they were going to tear the dark abyss apart completely.

Lu Ming and his clones became more and more courageous as the battle went on. Every move they made was filled with a determination to fight to the death and the courage to forge ahead.

The golden clone was like a golden whirlwind. Wherever it went, sword energy was everywhere, neutralizing the attacks released by the corpse of the first main god one by one.

It is as fast as lightning and its body is erratic, making it difficult for the enemy to grasp it, like a golden phantom shuttling through the darkness.

The water clone is like a gurgling stream, seemingly gentle but containing endless tenacity.

It used softness to overcome hardness, gradually wrapping and dissolving the extremely cold air emitted by the second main god's corpse, just like gentle water slowly melting solid ice.

The fire clone is like an erupting volcano, with raging flames burning endlessly.

It intertwined and collided with the flames spewing from the corpse of the third main god. The entire space was shrouded in blazing light, as if it was going to burn the dark abyss to ashes.

The Earth Clone was like a towering mountain, steadily resisting the rune light of the fourth main god's body. Every attack was like a boulder rolling down, carrying a heavy and unstoppable force.

However, the corpses of the main gods are no ordinary creatures, and their counterattacks are becoming more and more crazy.

The sword marks on the body of the first Lord God glowed brighter and brighter, and the sword energy emitted was as dense as a rainstorm;

The extreme coldness of the second Lord God's corpse was even more bone-chilling, as if it could instantly freeze all life;

The flames from the third main god's body became even more violent, and seemed to turn the entire world into a sea of ​​fire;

The rune light of the fourth main god's corpse became stronger and stronger, like countless sharp arrows shooting towards Lu Ming and his clone.

Lu Ming's clothes were stained with blood, and his breathing became rapid, but his eyes were still firm, like a burning torch. He shouted loudly: "Brothers, hold on, victory is just around the corner!"

The clones responded in unison, and their voices echoed in the abyss, shocking everyone.

The mysterious old man was extremely anxious, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and beads of sweat covered his forehead. He prayed silently in his heart: "Lu Ming, you must succeed!"

This fierce battle is still going on, and it is still unknown who will win...

After fighting for a while, the four clones began to lose strength and were defeated.

Although the corpse of the Lord God is not as powerful as it was at its peak, the strength it exerts is equivalent to the peak of the upper god level, and the Lord God-level body is indestructible and difficult to hurt.

The level of the original clone is only lower god level. Even if it exerts the strength of middle god level, it will not be able to hold on for long.

Finally, the four clones each floated in one direction and began to use themselves to arrange the Five Elements Origin Array!

However, due to the absence of Wood's clone, the Five Elements Origin Array is not complete, but its power should not be underestimated.

The golden clone shone brightly, and the dazzling golden light was like a sharp blade, cutting through the surrounding darkness.

The water clone surged and turned into an endless water curtain, covering everyone.

The fire clone was blazing with flames, and the scorching flames seemed to burn through the sky.