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

In an instant, the powerful medicinal power raged in his body. Lu Ming's face turned red, he clenched his teeth so hard that his lips bled. Veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his resolute cheeks.

However, the impact process was not smooth.

The powerful force rushed through his body, as if it was going to tear his body apart.

Lu Ming groaned in pain, his body trembling uncontrollably, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

At this time, the sky and the earth changed color. Dark clouds rolled in the originally dim sky, lightning flashed through the clouds, and thunder roared.

The wind was howling, rustling the surrounding trees and causing the fallen leaves to flutter.

Just when Lu Ming was trying his best to break through the realm, how could the three main gods and the ancestors of the Heavenly God Clan let go of this opportunity?

The Red Flame God waved his hands, and balls of blazing fire shot towards Lu Ming's defensive magic formation like meteors.

The fireball was blazing with flames. As soon as it touched the magic array, it stirred up a black magic flame. The two collided and devoured each other.

The surface of the magic array glowed with a layer of dark red light, like a tough shield, struggling to resist the fiery attack.

The Ice Soul God waved his hands, and sharp ice spikes whizzed out.

The ice spikes pierced the magic array, making a "cracking" sound, and a thick layer of frost formed on the magic array in an instant.

The light of the magic array seemed a little dim under the cover of frost, but it still flickered tenaciously, trying to resist the cold erosion of the Ice Soul Lord.

The Lord of Illusions and Dreams formed seals with his hands, and illusory forces attacked the magic formation, trying to disturb Lu Ming's mind.

The space around the magic array began to distort, and a dreamlike scene appeared.

However, there is a stable force inside the magic array that resolves these illusory interferences one by one.

The ancestor of the God Clan of Heaven had an even gloomier look in his eyes, the divine weapon in his hand shone brightly, and a powerful attack went straight towards the magic formation.

The attack was like a bright beam of light, carrying the power to destroy the world.

When it hit the magic formation, the entire magic formation trembled violently, and the light flickered, as if it would collapse at any time.

But the magic array set up by Lu Ming was not an ordinary one. Under this violent attack, although the light was flickering and shaky, it still resisted tenaciously.

The runes on the magic array circulate, continuously releasing powerful magic power to counter the enemy's attacks.

The Red Flame Lord laughed wildly and said, "Lu Ming, today is the day you die!"

The Ice Soul Lord snorted coldly: "You can't escape!"

The Lord of Illusions and Dreams said sinisterly: "Fall into an endless illusion!"

The ancestor of the Heavenly God Clan shouted angrily: "Boy, prepare to die!"

Lu Ming roared in his heart: "I will not fall here!"

He kept adjusting the flow of magic power in his body, trying to restore order to the chaotic power.

At this critical moment, Lu Ming's soul seemed to leave his body and enter a mysterious space.

In this space, he saw countless stars twinkling, and each star seemed to contain a mysterious power and law.

Lu Ming closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and concentrated on feeling the power of the stars. Gradually, he gained enlightenment in his mind.

He integrated this realization into the process of impacting the realm, and the violent power in his body was gradually tamed, and he began to impact the barriers of higher realms.

With a loud bang, Lu Ming's body burst out with a powerful aura, shaking the surrounding magic array. But he still kept his mind focused and continued to guide the gathering of power.

Finally, a crack appeared in the barrier of that realm. Lu Ming seized the opportunity, exerted all his strength, and poured all his power into it.

The cracks grew bigger and bigger, and finally broke completely.

Lu Ming successfully broke through to the state of great perfection of fusion. He slowly opened his eyes, revealing endless majesty and confidence.

He stood up and waved his hands vigorously. Powerful waves of magic power spread out in all directions. The strong wind dissipated instantly under this force, and the dark clouds were also dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky.

At this moment, Lu Ming was like a demon god descending, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

At the same time, the magic formation outside was shattered by the fierce bombardment!

However, when they sensed the change in Lu Ming's aura, the expressions of a group of Lord God-level warriors changed slightly, and they said in doubt:

"This kid is really weird! He is still a mid-level god-level warrior, but after continuous breakthroughs, his godhood has not been upgraded, but his aura has obviously become stronger!"

"Yes, I noticed it a long time ago!" Another main god-level strongman said solemnly, his brows tightly furrowed, his eyes full of vigilance.

Another person's eyes flickered as he guessed, "This boy is indeed hiding a huge secret. He must have practiced another special technique."

"This technique doesn't belong to magicians, nor is it fighting spirit. It can't be viewed at the conventional level. Moreover, the strange black gas energy doesn't belong to any system we have seen in this world..."

"Because of this technique, even though he is only a mid-level god now, his actual strength is comparable to that of a main god!"

The powerful aura of Lu Ming who broke through to the Great Perfection of Integration was shocking.

Since the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art and demonic energy do not belong to this world, even a powerful god-level warrior can only barely spot some abnormalities, but cannot determine the origin of the demonic art.

But the more they thought about it, the more they felt that Lu Ming's background was mysterious, and they were eager to obtain this strange skill and secret.

Under the temptation of such interests, they forcibly suppressed their inner fear and anxiety and attacked Lu Ming's body again.

The Red Flame Lord took the lead, the flames around him raging like a raging dragon, as if to burn the world into nothingness. He shouted: "No matter what secrets he has, take him down first!"

As his hands danced, a series of extremely hot giant fireballs whizzed out. Each fireball carried a devastating high temperature. Wherever it passed, the space was burned and distorted, like a falling sun blasting towards Lu Ming.

The Ice Soul Lord was not to be outdone. The cold air around him instantly spread like a surging sea tide, freezing everything around him. He snorted coldly, "Hmph, let's go together. I don't believe we can't take him down!" Then he waved his hands, and several huge icicles rose from the ground.

These icicles were crystal clear, yet contained endless chill and terrifying penetrating power. They stabbed towards Lu Ming with a sharp whistling sound.

A sly look flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Illusions and Dreams. He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. The mysterious spell echoed in the void. "Let me trap him with my illusion first!"

An illusory light suddenly bloomed, covering Lu Ming like a layer of dreamy veil. This light contained countless strange scenes and confusing power.

The ancestor of the Heavenly God Clan had a sinister look in his eyes, and the divine weapon in his hand shone as brightly as the stars. He roared angrily: "Boy, die!"

He launched a powerful attack again, and the light on the artifact turned into a sharp sword energy, tearing through the void and slashing towards Lu Ming with endless pressure.

Facing the crowd's renewed siege, Lu Ming curled his lips into a cold smile, his eyes full of disdain.

"You guys think you can take me down?" Lu Ming shouted loudly, his voice full of confidence and majesty.

He flashed and instantly avoided the fireball of the Red Flame God and the ice pillar of the Ice Soul God.

When the illusory light enveloped him, Lu Ming snorted coldly, and the magic power in his body surged like a surging wave, directly shattering the illusion.

Lu Ming formed seals with his hands, and a powerful magical power burst out from his body, forming a black shield.

The attacks hit the shield, creating ripples like huge waves, but they could not break through his defense.

"How is this possible?" The Lord God of Red Flame widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

The Ice Soul Lord's face was as gloomy as a thousand-year-old ice, and he increased the intensity of his attack again.

However, Lu Ming no longer passively defended himself.

His body was as fast as lightning as he rushed towards the God of Illusions and Dreams.

The Lord of Fantasy and Dreams was startled and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Lu Ming threw a punch, and powerful force exploded instantly, like an erupting volcano, directly knocking the Lord of Fantasy and Dreams back, causing him to vomit blood.

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Heavenly God Clan roared, "Boy, stop being so arrogant!"

As he spoke, he swung the magic weapon, and a powerful beam of light slashed towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming was not in a hurry. The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword appeared in his hand. The demonic flames on the sword were burning fiercely, as if it wanted to devour everything.

He swung his sword with all his strength, and it collided with the light, causing an earth-shaking explosion that shook the entire space.

Under the impact of this powerful force, the surrounding space became extremely unstable, like a broken mirror.

Lu Ming took advantage of the situation to counterattack. He quickly formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and performed a mysterious sword-controlling spell.

In an instant, the surrounding magic power gathered like a surging tide and instantly condensed into countless sword shadows.

These sword shadows flashed with cold light, and each one was as dazzling as a star.

With fierce murderous intent and invincible momentum, they rushed towards the enemy like a rushing galaxy.

Wherever the sword shadow passed, the space was cut into pieces, making a sharp sound.

Under the shining light, the entire battlefield was as bright as day, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

The moment Lu Ming performed the sword-controlling technique, a deep understanding of swordsmanship surged in his heart.

He seemed to be able to feel the breath of each sword shadow. They were no longer simply the condensation of magic power, but an extension of his own will.

"A swordsman should move forward courageously and fearlessly. Wherever the sword goes, the heart goes." Lu Ming muttered to himself. His eyes became more determined, and his understanding of swordsmanship was further sublimated at this moment.

These countless sword shadows were controlled by his mind, changing in various ways, some like a violent storm, dense and fierce, some like a flying dragon, agile and tricky.

For a moment, the battlefield was shining with light, and the strong lights intertwined with each other, making people's eyes hurt.

The terrifying energy fluctuations rolled violently, as if to devour everything.

The earth trembled violently under the impact of this force, mountains collapsed, and rivers flowed backwards, as if the end of the world had come.

The Red Flame God was forced to retreat again and again by the powerful sword shadow, and the flames on his body flickered under the impact of the sword shadow.

The Ice Soul Lord used all his strength to exert cold energy, trying to resist the attack of the sword shadows, but those sword shadows easily penetrated his defense and left scars on his body.

The illusion of the Lord of Dreams collapsed instantly in the face of this powerful attack. He looked at the sword shadow coming at him in horror, but was unable to dodge.

The ancestor of the God Clan of the Heavens changed his expression greatly, and waved the magic weapon in his hand tightly, but it was still difficult to completely block the attack of the sword shadow.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant!" The ancestor of the God Clan of Heaven shouted angrily, and a light shone from his body, and an ancient and mysterious power emerged.

He waved the magic weapon in his hand, and a huge light curtain appeared out of thin air, trying to block Lu Ming's sword shadow.

Lu Ming's eyes focused, and he formed seals with his hands again, and the sword shadow's attack became more fierce.

Countless sword shadows collided with the light curtain, making a deafening sound.

The old ancestor gritted his teeth and persisted, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He continuously input mana to maintain the defense of the light curtain.