But now, after being slapped by Shumo, the spiritual power in his whole body was directly dissipated.
Yes, broken.
If it wasn't for the collapse of his spiritual energy, he wouldn't have aged so suddenly.
The Ninth Elder yelled, his voice sounded particularly painful and helpless.
At this moment, he could feel that the spiritual power in his body was gone at all. Without the nourishment of spiritual power, his whole body was like putting a flower in a water-absorbing desert, and he could feel that his life was rapidly draining away.
"Grandpa! How are you, Grandpa?" The grandson of the Ninth Elder was terrified.
He was able to have such good resources in the Hengyang faction, all thanks to his grandfather. Dad's qualifications are not good, once grandpa dies, dad's current status will definitely not be maintained, and he has not grown up yet, those who used to be jealous of him will definitely kill him.
Elder Ninth also knew that after his death, his son and several grandchildren would suffer. He kept clenching his fists, trying to activate his spiritual power.
But no.
The spiritual power in his body was actually empty.
Ninth Elder wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he found that his lungs seemed to be unable to breathe air.
As soon as you open your mouth, the oxygen in your body is lost a lot.
He could only stare at his grandson with wide eyes, holding his hand tightly with a look of horror on his face.
Ninth Elder didn't last long like this, and within a minute, he lost his breath. The whole person's big eyes are still wide open.
A disciple tremblingly placed his hand next to the Ninth Elder's breath.
The next moment, he screamed in fright and fell to the ground.
"Dead... dead! Oh my god... the Ninth Elder is dead!"
A group of disciples from the Hengyang School who followed the Ninth Elder were completely dumbfounded. It never occurred to them that the Ninth Elder, who had been leading them to hunt monsters and pick up spirit stones in the ruins, did not die in the ruins, but died in a duel with Shumo.
Everyone stared blankly at the emaciated Ninth Elder on the ground, as if his entire energy had been drained, and didn't know what to say.
Among the other seventy-two sects, the elders who were going to make a profit from the fisherman were already sweating on their backs.
He only felt his legs go limp, and he fell down and sat down.
Fortunately, there were disciples behind him to support him, so he stabilized his figure.
And the members of their sect also looked like they had survived the catastrophe.
Fortunately, no hands!
terrible!
If the Ninth Elder was attacked by Shumo and became like this, they would not feel so terrible. But they all saw it, it was clearly the Ninth Elder who made the first move, and Shu Mo just followed up with a palm. But Shu Mo's power not only completely neutralized the strength of the Ninth Elder, but also cut off the vitality of the Ninth Elder with one palm.
Such a person is simply too terrifying!
No wonder it is the head of the four sects!
No wonder there are so many small and medium sects in his Moon City, but none of the outside sects dare to bully them, making Moon City the most economically developed city in the entire Emperor Moon Planet.
It turned out that Shumo was so young! The strength is so profound!
Soon, when Shuo Mo, the master of the Moon Gate, got the eye, the news that the ninth elder of the Hengyang Sect was killed by Shuo Mo's hand was widely circulated among the crowd.
"You are like this, many people will stare at you." Bailiyue couldn't help but said.
But Shumo was not worried at all.
"Just keep an eye on it, I want to see if they have something that is brave enough to snatch me."
Bailiyue nodded.