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

“Run!” Seeing Lu Ming closing in on them, Gors and Thorn gritted their teeth, their eyes bloodshot, and soared into the sky regardless of everything.

They burned the power of the godhead, and the brilliant light of the godhead instantly became violent and unstable, like two stars about to explode, emitting heart-pounding energy fluctuations.

At the moment of tearing the void, the powerful force fluctuations caused the surrounding space to be briefly distorted, and ripples appeared in the void, surging like a raging sea.

After the two of them desperately entered the space crack, they fled frantically in the endless darkness and cold nothingness.

This void was so dark that it seemed to swallow up all light, and so cold that it seemed to freeze the soul. Only their rapid breathing and disordered heartbeats echoed in the deathly silence.

Their figures seemed so small and helpless in the vast darkness, yet they carried a hint of desperate determination to fight to the death.

Lu Ming snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain and contempt.

"You think you can escape?"

He held the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword in his hand, his posture as straight as a pine tree, like an unshakable god of war, and chased after him without hesitation.

His figure was like a flash of black lightning, instantly disappearing into the space crack. The speed was so fast that it seemed to be able to travel through time and space.

The three of them started a thrilling and fierce battle in the void.

Gors and Thorne tried their best to mobilize the power of the godhead and display the main god's domain.

In that area, light flickered, and the power of laws intertwined into a huge and gorgeous web.

The light was dazzling, like a series of small galaxies rotating, trying to trap Lu Ming.

Thorn roared loudly, his voice full of fear and anger.

"Lu Ming, don't push me too far!" He swung the thunder hammer in his hand, and the power of thunder and lightning laws roared towards Lu Ming like a mad dragon.

The lightning was thick and violent, like a winding giant python. Wherever it passed, the empty space was illuminated, as if it would burn everything to ashes.

Gores was not to be outdone, his eyes were wide open and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Even if I die today, I will take you with me!"

The law of fire on the battle axe burned fiercely, turning into a raging sea of ​​fire that swept over.

The sea of ​​fire was so hot and the heat waves were rolling that it seemed as if it could melt the entire world into ashes.

However, Lu Ming showed no fear and looked calm and composed.

"Just you? How dare you speak so arrogantly!"

The demonic energy on his body was like a black torrent that spread out in an instant, forming a sharp and shocking contrast with the power of laws intertwined with the light.

His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to be stepping on the enemy's heart.

Lu Ming controlled the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword to launch an attack.

The sword light was bright, like a black sun, emitting endless pressure and destructive aura.

The black sword light collided with lightning and flames, making a deafening roar, and the entire void space trembled in this violent collision.

Every collision caused huge and terrifying ripples to appear in the empty space, and the light shot out like fireworks, as if to completely shatter the space.

The powerful energy impact dispelled the surrounding darkness, and briefly presented a chaotic scene, as if the end of the world was coming.

Lu Ming's figure was as erratic as a ghost, moving freely in the gaps of the power of laws.

From time to time, he swung his sword at Thorn, and the sword flashed like a black crescent, carrying the power to destroy the world, instantly shattering Thorn's power of thunder and lightning.

"Humph, what a small trick!"

He occasionally dodged Gorse's attacks by leaning sideways. His movements were smooth, elegant and deadly, making all of Gorse's fire attacks ineffective.

"Is that all you have?"

At the same time, the spells in his hands kept changing, and the attacks condensed from the demonic energy were like a giant black dragon, rushing towards the two of them with its fangs and claws bared.

Each attack contained extremely powerful force, making it difficult for Gors and Thorn to resist.

Gores and Thorn's faces grew paler and paler. The power of burning godhood put a huge burden on their bodies. Every attack made their souls tremble, and their breathing gradually became disordered.

Thorn gasped, "Lu Ming, if you spare our lives, I will give you all the treasures!"

Lu Ming's eyes were cold, "It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

But facing Lu Ming's fierce attack, they did not dare to relax at all. They gritted their teeth and resisted desperately, but all this seemed so futile.

The battle became more and more intense. In the empty space, light and darkness kept interweaving and colliding, like a doomsday picture.

The fluctuation of energy made this originally peaceful void become turbulent, as if it would collapse at any time.

And Lu Ming, like the master of this chaos, crushed Gors and Thorn with his absolute power, plunging them into deep despair and fear.

Seeing that there was no hope of begging for mercy, Gores and Thorn felt a surge of despair and cruelty in their hearts.

“Lu Ming, even if you die, we will take you down with us!” Gors roared at the top of his lungs. He burned his godhood to the extreme, his strength surged again, and the flames on the battle axe seemed to devour everything.

Thorn also shouted frantically: "Let's fight together!" The lightning on the thunder hammer became thicker and brighter, and the light was so dazzling that people could not look directly at it.

Lu Ming just smiled coldly: "You don't know what you can do!" He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword emitted a low humming sound, and the demonic energy around the sword became increasingly dense.

Lu Ming shouted, "The Demon Sword destroys the world!" The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword instantly transformed into a huge black sword shadow, slashing towards Gorse and Thorn with an endless aura of destruction.

The two tried their best to resist, but the power of the sword shadow was too strong.

There was a loud "bang" and Gorse's battle axe shattered in an instant. He was knocked away by the powerful force and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Thorn's thunder hammer was shattered into powder the moment it came into contact with the sword shadow. His body was enveloped by the power of darkness and he let out a painful scream.

Lu Ming approached them step by step, his eyes as cold as ice.

"It's over." Lu Ming said softly.

Gors and Thorn lay in the void, their breath weak, their eyes full of regret. Gors seemed to have made some kind of decision, staring at Lu Ming with resentment and gritting his teeth, "You forced me to do this! I will make you die today!!"

In an instant, Gores took out a statue that exuded a terrifying aura.

The statue is completely black, as if shrouded in an endless dark night. Although there are mottled cracks on the surface, it still cannot conceal its mysterious and majestic aura.

The facial contours of the statue are blurred, as if eroded by the wind and sand of time, but from the vaguely discernible lines, one can feel a sense of coldness and majesty.

Its body is perfectly proportioned, with faintly visible muscle lines, as if it contains endless power.

The statue's hands are slightly raised, as if controlling everything in the world.

There was a layer of faint light flickering around it. This light was not warm and bright, but rather had a deep darkness that seemed to be able to suck people's souls into it.

"This... this aura, could it be that this statue was left by the God of Creation?" Thorn, who had been in despair, looked excited, with some hope in his eyes.

Gors shouted with a distressed look on his face, "This is what I found in a void at the end of the soul world when I accidentally traveled through the heavens and earth and entered a special state when I was breaking through the realm of the Lord God..."

"Although I don't know its origin, but judging from the aura of the statue, it must have been left by the God of Creation."

"Moreover, over the years, I have been constantly using the statue's aura to comprehend and have already stepped into the realm of a half-step Creator God. As long as I am given some more time, I believe that sooner or later I will become a Creator God!!"

At this point, Gors stared at Lu Ming with reluctance and anger and roared: "Lu Ming, I'll give you one more chance. If you let us go, we can keep our distance from each other in the future. If you insist on killing us all, after I use this statue, today will be the day you die!"

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the mysterious statue, but his expression showed no fear at all. Instead, he sneered with disdain: "Humph, even if it was left by the God of Creation, so what? Do you think you can scare me with it?"

"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" Gorse said nothing more and activated the statue. The terrifying power of creation remaining in the statue condensed into a hazy shadow.

This phantom was extremely tall, as if it stood tall enough to reach the sky, and it exuded a chaotic and misty aura all around it.

The figure is looming, seemingly real and illusory, as if between existence and non-existence.

The outline of the phantom is blurred, but it gives people an invisible sense of oppression, as if every inch of its existence can crush the stars.

The light emanating from his body is neither bright nor dark, but a color of chaos that is so deep and profound that it is impossible to look directly at it. Once your eyes touch it, you will feel that your soul is being sucked in by this light.

With the appearance of the phantom, the surrounding environment changed drastically.

The originally dark and cold void was instantly distorted by a powerful force. Countless cracks appeared in the space, from which violent energy turbulence gushed out.

These turbulent currents collided and intertwined with each other, forming energy vortices that seemed to swallow up everything.

Under the influence of this force, the stars in the void also collapsed and shattered, turning into countless meteors, dragging long tails of flames, passing through the darkness, but were instantly swallowed up by the turbulent energy.

The entire space was shaking, as if it could not bear the terrifying pressure brought by the phantom, and it emitted bursts of creepy screams.

Feeling the terrifying aura of the phantom, Lu Ming had to become serious.

Obviously, this phantom was just the mark of a powerful person, but its strength should not be underestimated. Lu Ming also felt a sense of life and death crisis.

Lu Ming took a deep breath, and the magic power in his body surged wildly, forming a black shield around his body.

He held the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword tightly in both hands and stared at the phantom with a firm gaze.

At this time, the surrounding void had fallen into complete chaos.

The violent energy turbulence raged like an angry dragon, tearing the space into pieces and forming bottomless dark cracks.

The fragments of stars flew wildly in the darkness, colliding to create brilliant sparks, like fireworks at the end of the world.

The phantom did not hesitate at all. In a flash, he raised his hand and a mountain of rules formed by the power of the origin of the world pressed down towards Lu Ming.

The mountain was extremely heavy, as if it was carrying the weight of the entire world. Wherever it passed, the space was compressed and deformed, making a teeth-grinding "crunching" sound.

Lu Ming gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist, but was instantly suppressed by the mountain and his legs sank into the void.

Under this tremendous pressure, the surrounding space began to ripple, like a broken mirror.

Before he could recover, the phantom moved again, and a sea of ​​rules appeared out of thin air. The surging waves swept towards Lu Ming with endless power.

The sea water roared and surged, creating huge waves hundreds of feet high, and every drop of water flashed with deadly light.

Lu Ming was caught in it and struggled desperately. The splashes of water turned into dazzling ice crystals in the void, and were instantly crushed by the powerful force.

Then, the phantom waved his hands, and the magic rules of wind and earth attributes merged, turning into a sandstorm that covered the sky and blocked out the sun.