Accompanied by the impact of a large amount of corpse dissolving magic power, Ye Lingri's skin festered inch by inch, blood dripped, and a small blood rain fell from the sky.
"The lingering guy, I didn't expect him to keep such a trick."
At this moment, Ye Lingri has also discovered that Mo Li is not a real person from the God Realm.
Fighting fiercely with a monster, he can only be more ruthless than the monster.
It seemed that he could only use that trick, Ye Lingri's gaze was serious, and a flash of determination flashed away in his eyes.
Suppressing the physical pain, Ye Lingri closed his eyes.
The phenomenon of Tianhe happens once in four thousand years, and it is difficult for future generations to have the opportunity to spy on it.
Ye Lingyue got the summoning talisman in the vision of Tianhe, and Ye Lingri, as his younger brother, naturally also got something.
The moment he closed his eyes, the physical pain seemed to ease a little.
In Ye Lingri's mind, the nebula he obtained during the Tianhe vision earlier appeared.
The nebula flickered, and it was different from other nebulae. The cloud patterns on that nebula flowed with gorgeous lines, and each line was filled with the power of thunder and lightning.
Thor strike.
Concentrate the most rigid and fierce thunder god power in the world, gather the thunder god power in the whole body, and attract a fatal blow.
As soon as the thunder god strikes, the mountains and rivers change color, but the thunder god strike is too violent. With his current cultivation base, if he uses the thunder god strike, his body may not be able to bear it, and his life will be in danger.
But if Mo Li was allowed to proceed with the autopsy, his body would also be disintegrated.
"Ah Ri, there is a saying in the art of war, put it to death and survive. When the enemy is strong and we are weak, you must have a fearless heart."
When he was young, what his father Ye Beiming said when he taught him the art of war still lingered in his ears.
Ye Lingri opened his eyes suddenly, and the moment he opened his eyes, there was no trace of hesitation in his eyes.
Ye Lingri made a tactic between his fingers, raised his head to the sky and screamed, and saw the pitch-black night sky. At that moment, the twinkling stars seemed to have stopped.
The thunderclouds piled up together, and the divine power of thunder gathered like a hurricane.
In the sky, a mirage appeared, a statue of the god of thunder that looked like a small hill, suspended above the clouds, pressing down on the entire sky as if it was about to collapse.
The Thunder God with the dragon body and head was entrenched above the clouds, he held Thor's Hammer in his right hand, and the Fowler in his right hand, he was not angry but mighty, but he raised the hammer in his hand and hit the Fowler.
He struck down with one blow, and a Thunder God strike hit Ye Lingri's Tianling Gai.
Even Ye Lingri, who had the God of Thunder's seal, felt the pain when Thunder God shot him down. Under the action of Thunder God's power, his whole body's skin exploded, his whole body was bloody, and his white bones were clearly visible.
But with the thunder shot down, the magic power generated by the corpse dissection method that was flying around disappeared quickly.
Mo Li's face turned pale with shock, he never imagined that Ye Lingri, in addition to the Thunder God Seal, also possesses such a terrifying esoteric martial art as Thunder God Strike.
This kind of profound martial arts has never been heard of in the God Realm of later generations, and its power is probably no less than that of emperors' martial arts.
Thunder God appeared, one strike, two strikes... Many Thunder Gods were shot down one after another, each of which made Ye Lingri's injuries worse, and after three Thunder God strikes, Ye Lingri's body had already become a blood man.
But even so, Ye Lingri still stood in the air, showing no sign of falling down.
When the fifth Thunder God Strike came, there was another thunderbolt, which was the fifth Thunder God Strike. Under the five Thunder God Strikes, Ye Lingri only felt that his eyes went dark, and he had fainted, and his body and spirit had already arrived. limit.
And almost at the same time, above Ye Lingri's body, a cloud of gray haze burst out of his body.
Mo Li's soul escaped like a domestic dog.
"Madman, this kid is a lunatic. It's a pity that he has such a good body."
Mo Li's soul was exhausted, and Ye Lingri's physical body couldn't hold it anymore thanks to Ye Lingri's body. Before the Thunder God Strike could completely destroy his soul, Mo Li escaped.
This time, he really suffered a heavy loss, and his soul was greatly damaged. It was also because Ye Lingri had not comprehended Thunder God Strike for a long time. If it is more advanced, I am afraid that his soul will only be wiped out.
Seeing Ye Lingri's body falling from the sky like a moth with broken wings, Mo Li hated and annoyed.
This kid Ye Lingri, would rather die all together than let himself get his body.
In this way, they can only try to seize Yeling's body. That kid should have gone to the ruins of Yangquan by now.
Just as Mo Li was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a shudder running down his spine. He realized something and turned his head abruptly.
Behind him, a waterfall of swords appeared out of thin air.
There are more and more stars in the sky, forming a galaxy, but the appearance of this sword waterfall makes the entire Milky Way dim in an instant.
Not to mention, the person who wielded the sword.
"No!"
Mo Li's screams echoed in the sky, and the moment his soul collapsed, Mo Li seemed to see a person coming out of the nebula.
At that moment, Mo Li's pupil shrank severely.
That person is still alive.
Above the pitch-black night sky, the man's sword eyebrows are as black as a painting, his black hair flutters freely in the night wind, his pair of light amber eyes are crystal clear, seeing Mo Li's soul swallowed up by the sword waterfall and strangled to powder. for a moment.
The man's pale cherry-colored lips hooked up, and the corners of his mouth drew a sinister and insolent arc.
"Farewell, my people."
The sword of the sea of swords, the sword of the people, becomes.
Emperor Xin, who was trapped in the nebula for a long day and night, after discovering the cloud pattern left by Mo Daozi, forced to break through. After a day and night of comprehension, he finally succeeded.
At that time, Ye Lingri and Mo Li were engaged in a life-and-death battle.
The emperor in the nebula saw the scene where Ye Lingri was extremely dangerous and used Thor to strike and kill Mo Li's soul.
Seeing that scene, even Di Xin was taken aback.
If he was slower to comprehend, Ye Lingri would probably perish.
When Moli used the method of autopsy, Emperor Xin had already confirmed his true identity. For the strange demon nobles, after the autopsy, as long as they found a suitable body and the soul of life had a place to stay, they could already resurrection.
But Ye Lingri's physical body fell, it was different.
In anxiety, this was the sword of Emperor Xin.
"It's true that if there is a sister, there will be a brother. This family is really brain-dead."
Di Xin pouted, his face full of disgust.
If it weren't for the sake of Ye Lingri's younger brother who washes women, Di Xin would really be too lazy to do it.
I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen such stupid ones. After a desperate fight, it's still a bad move in the end.
Seeing his brother-in-law Ye Lingri fall from a high altitude, his figure disappeared, and the moment Ye Lingri was about to hit the ground, he caught the boy upright.