Xirang casts an indestructible holy body, specializes in earth energy witchcraft, and is the initiator of the secret method of expanding the pulse in the secret hall of the witch palace. His physical body is extremely powerful, and his divine power is comparable to that of a giant dragon.
With a slap in the face, Si Wenming's slap was like a thousand peaks hitting Ye Motian's face at the same time, with the support of the earth's energy sent by countless peaks around him.
A black light gushed out from Ye Motian's body, a set of rose branches decorated with extremely gorgeous and complex colors, and a fine black armor emerged from his body and was quickly draped on him. A black mask engraved with countless rose bones fell from the helmet with a 'chi' sound, completely covering Ye Motian's face.
Si Wenming slapped his faceplate, and there was a loud noise. Ye Motian's body rotated rapidly, bringing up arc-shaped wind whirlpools visible to the naked eye, flying like tops with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. out.
His faceplate was shattered, his helmet was shattered, and the terrifying impact shattered the armor on his body.
Ye Motian's cheeks were sunken, and half of his face was beaten to pieces. Dozens of large, bright teeth erupted from his mouth with crystal-like flashes, and jingled all over the floor.
"grown ups!"
Several Yu clan nobles rushed out of the air in panic, and hurriedly hugged the beaten Ye Motian. Yemotian, whose face was beaten to pieces, shook his head in a daze, and a large hole was opened in his mouth, and spittle mixed with blood continued to spurt out.
"Uh, kill, kill him!"
Ye Motian muttered vaguely, then raised the Dark Bite Sword with difficulty and pointed at Si Wenming. He shook his head vigorously, his brows and eyes opened and closed for a while, and a deep black divine light loomed in his eyes. It wanted to shoot out several times, but in the end it was concentrated in his eyes and failed to shoot out.
Several Yu clan nobles looked at Si Wenming solemnly, and they roared at the same time, and a black divine light erupted from their bodies. The dragon scale soft armor obtained from the Gonggong clan to conceal their identities melted rapidly in the black light and was swallowed up by the black divine light. Then they all put on extremely gorgeous black armor.
As nobles of the Dark Sun lineage, these delicate and expensive guys would not fight in close combat with Si Wenming. They all pulled out slender and exquisite scepters decorated with various gorgeous patterns, waving the scepter with both hands and murmuring Chant the mantra.
Si Wenming strode towards Ye Motian, and he was full of surprise. With that slap just now, he originally wanted to break Ye Motian's head. But the armor on Ye Motian was actually very good. More than 90% of the power of Si Wenming's strike was swallowed up and melted by the armor. In the end, less than 10% of the force hit Ye Motian's face.
Ye Motian was only seriously injured, but his life was not in danger. With Siwen Ming's extremely hostile personality to foreigners, how could he allow Ye Motian, who was obviously of extraordinary origin, to continue to live? Not to mention, the Dark Devouring Sword in this guy's hand is such a big threat to the Human Witch Emperor!
After just a few steps, Si Wenming's body suddenly stopped.
A black vortex with a diameter of tens of feet quietly appeared above his head. Accompanied by the spells of several Yu clan nobles, the black vortex rotated rapidly, and traces of light visible to the naked eye floated out of the black hole, entangled in Si Wenming's life. on his body, pulling on him and trying to pull him into the black hole.
Si Wenming roared loudly and stood firmly on the ground with both feet. Tens of thousands of nearby peaks roared lowly. The huge earth energy was continuously injected into Si Wenming's body, connecting him with this mountain range. , withstood the terrible swallowing power of the black hole.
Yemo Tianguai laughed. He had regained some consciousness after being beaten into darkness. He glanced at Si Wenming with an extremely resentful look, and fiercely pointed the Dark Devouring Sword at the eighteen floating peaks above the Bailong River. Throwed over.
"You incompetent wastes, sacrifice your blood and souls to the great Lord Yamotian!"
The Dark Devouring Sword swayed in the air, turning into tens of thousands of black sword shadows, and silently shot down at the tens of millions of aquatic monsters on the eighteen floating peaks. Tens of thousands of water tribe demons had no time to resist, and were passed by the black sword shadow.
The sound of "bang bang" explosions was endless, and the bodies of the little aquatic demons exploded one after another. Their bodies shriveled up and withered instantly, and their bodies exploded into large pieces of dust. All their essence, blood and souls were instantly swallowed up by the Dark Devouring Sword.
There was a layer of bright blood flowing on the surface of the Dark Devouring Sword. Amidst the sound of "chichi", a line of blood flowed down from the top of Ye Motian's head and continued to pour into his body. Ye Motian's ragged cheek healed quickly and returned to its original state with a snap of a finger.
'Haha' sneered, Ye Motian slowly stood up, the aura on his body became more and more powerful with the continuous injection of blood from the top of his head. He clenched his fists with joy: "Yes, Father is right, as long as I make good use of the Dark Sword, I will become extremely powerful! The essence, blood and soul of all living creatures can be transformed into me the power of!"
"Give me enough time, give me enough creatures to devour, and I will become as powerful as my father!"
"Devouring, devouring, constantly devouring, this is the core essence of the Dark Sun bloodline. As long as you have the courage to devour and devour all the people I don't like, everything they have will become mine!"
"Strength, lifespan, soul... even their combat skills and combat experience, ah, it's so wonderful, I feel now that I can do anything!"
Ye Motian howled with excitement, his body swayed slightly, and suddenly dozens of afterimages swayed in the air. He punched and kicked very neatly, with an extremely delicate set, and his moves were extremely simple and clean, without any traces. Er's false punches were knocked out by him.
Even when he punched or kicked, there was a harsh sound in the air, and there were faint white marks tearing through the air and shooting far away. This kind of sophisticated fighting skills is clearly not what a pampered Yu clan noble like him should possess!
Ji Hao stood on the Taiyin Soul Cauldron and rushed out of the Bailongjiang Eye surrounded by billowing black energy.
When he rushed out of the water, he happened to hear Ye Motian's roar and saw the Dark Devouring Sword frantically devouring the blood and souls of the little aquatic monsters. And these little water monsters are completely defenseless against the Dark Bite Sword. Even Si Wenming's body can be easily pierced, let alone these water monsters who are not very strong in cultivation
His spiritual consciousness swept across Ye Motian's body and felt the increasingly powerful aura in his body. Ji Hao suddenly laughed: "Hey, such a good thing cannot come easy to you! Even if they are all a bunch of damn monsters, it's us. The indigenous people of the Pangu world do not want their wealth to flow to outsiders, this principle has been true since ancient times!"
Pointing at the Taiyin Soul Cauldron, a large amount of black air spurted out, instantly covering the eighteen floating mountain peaks.
Compared with the constant ups and downs of the Dark Devouring Sword, the Taiyin Soul Cauldron's killing and devouring efficiency is higher.
The black energy enveloped the little water tribe monsters and swirled slightly, and countless little monsters suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. Their blood, essence, and souls were completely drained, and their bodies turned into a ball of withered bones and fell to the ground.
(End of chapter)