Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1643 Killing God Envoy, Mie Moli!

"hateful!"

The old ghost Mo Li took a look inside and soon noticed something. First his expression changed, and then his expression became extremely ferocious again.

He originally thought that Yang Xuan would definitely die, but who would have thought that the latter not only did not die, but was still bouncing around in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Purgatory so fiercely, hunting and killing the ghosts non-stop.

If he really wanted to kill like this, except for the most powerful ghost with nine heads, all the ghosts would be wiped out by him.

"Haha, happy, but it's not enough to kill, old ghost, you claim to have killed a million monks and imprisoned a million ghosts, can you make the ghosts come more violently, I really haven't killed enough!"

Hearing Yang Xuan's arrogant and provocative words, Mo Li's old ghost showed blue veins on his forehead, and felt that his lungs were about to explode.

He took a deep breath, but it was still difficult to calm down the anger in his heart, and he couldn't help roaring viciously: "Little brat, you are beyond my expectation, but no matter how many tricks you have, no matter how strong your body is, you are doomed to die."

"Yes, but I am still alive now."

Yang Xuan chuckled, and with a few punches, he killed hundreds of ghosts. These ghosts are good at mental attacks and can shatter a monk's soul with sound waves, but they can't threaten him at all.

With the God Refining Formation to firmly protect the Primordial Spirit, no matter how powerful a ghost is, it will never hurt him at all.

On the other hand, He Yiming beside him gradually couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only keep swinging the Qingyang Sword, relying on the pure Yang Immortal Fire on the sword to resist the attack of the ghost group, which consumed a huge amount of mana.

"Hmph, if this old man wants you to die, he will never let you take a breather. Now I will let you and the surname He taste the taste of ghosts and souls, the ghosts and killing array!"

The old ghost Mo Li made a tactic with both hands, and flashed out the picture of the purgatory of ten thousand ghosts, and quickly enlarged it in the air, turning it into the size of a hill, from which came all kinds of ghosts crying and howling, as if there were ten thousand ghosts screaming and roaring inside, it was astonishing Soul.

This is the true power of the Myriad Ghosts Purgatory Map. Once the Myriad Ghosts Killing Formation is activated, monks under the Emperor Realm will be torn to pieces by countless ghosts, and there is no possibility of survival.

"It's useless, there are just some ghosts, no matter how many there are, they can't do anything to catch me."

Facing the attack of thousands of fierce ghosts in a dark space, Yang Xuan's expression was calm, without the slightest sign of panic. He just summoned an ancient cauldron and lifted the entire ancient cauldron over his head with both hands.

At this moment, all the ghosts trembled and stopped, as if they felt a strong danger and were extremely restless.

"This is a cauldron of the Great Dao!"

Looking at this ancient tripod, He Yiming's pale face suddenly revealed an unbelievable shock.

It is a rare thing in ancient times to cast a tripod with the Dao, to fix the world and suppress the spirits of the world. What is even more incredible is that Yang Xuan's tripod of the Dao seems to contain a terrifying power, which makes He Yiming I felt a great crisis.

"Give it all to me."

Yang Xuan shouted, no matter how surprised He Yiming was, he slapped the bottom of the tripod with a single palm, and the entire ancient tripod turned upside down immediately, with the mouth of the tripod facing down, and a terrible suction came out from it, draining all the ghost energy around.

But this is not over yet, at the same time when the ghost energy disappeared, the ancient cauldron began to devour tangible objects again, swallowing the terrifying ghosts in all directions into the cauldron, instantly refining them into Pieces of fly ash.

"When you die, you will become a ghost, and you will not be able to live forever. You are now liberated. Rest in peace."

Yang Xuan whispered, these fierce ghosts have all had their wills wiped out by the old ghost Mo Li, leaving only the instinct of killing and devouring, and they can't even reincarnate. Tool, for the disaster of the world, it is better to destroy it in one fell swoop.

"Bastard, I want you to die!"

In the outside world, Mo Li's eyes were blood red, and he let out a roar that shook the sky. He spent tens of thousands of years and worked so hard to raise millions of ghosts, but he was killed by Yang Xuan in the blink of an eye. Not one was left for him.

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"Kill me? Then you can try!"

Yang Xuan sneered, and while putting away the Heaven Swallowing Cauldron, he swung his fist. Under the blessing of the supreme fighting spirit and the Dao of Swallowing Heaven, his punch was so powerful that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as invincible and destructive.

Accompanied by a cracking sound, the entire map of Ten Thousand Ghosts and Purgatory was forcefully broken open by him from the inside, and it shattered on the spot.

"puff!"

The old ghost Mo Li was shaken all over his body, spurting blood, and the magic weapon of dual cultivation of life and life was destroyed, and he also suffered a severe backlash, and his soul was extremely weak.

"Without the power of the divine power talisman, even the talisman of life has been damaged. What are you fighting with me, old man?"

Yang Xuan yelled loudly, leaped at old ghost Mo Li with one step, and hit with a raised fist.

Boom!

With one punch, his whole body was burning with fighting spirit, much stronger than before. With the battle with old ghost Mo Li and many fierce ghosts, his God of War art has obviously improved, and his battle pattern has reached a whole thousand.

Although there is still a huge distance from the million battle patterns and the completion of the God of War Art, it has also taken a small step forward, and its combat power has greatly increased.

boom!
With a muffled sound, Old Ghost Mo Li endured the punch, and the mana shield on his body was shattered, and he flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"You, ahem..."

His eyes widened, he coughed up blood, and his face was pale. This was a great shame to him, and at the same time, he felt extremely fearful in his heart. He really couldn't imagine why a person's physique could be so strong.

"This old ghost has already been seriously injured, how long will he wait if he doesn't do it now?"

Yang Xuan said loudly.

"okay!"

He Yiming regained his senses from being absent-minded, and immediately killed the old ghost Mo Li with his sword, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, how could He Yiming miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? In his opinion, if he could not take the opportunity to kill old Mo Li today Ghost, I'm afraid there will be no such possibility in the future.

"Ah! I'm not reconciled!"

The old ghost Mo Li couldn't dodge in time, and He Yiming's sword passed through his chest, his whole body was scorched by a piece of pure Yang immortal fire, and he couldn't help but let out a desperate wail.

But then, as if he had thought of something, his primordial spirit immediately came out of his body, and while fleeing into the distance, he took out a talisman that had lost its brilliance, and shouted: "Please ask the gods to save the villain's life!"

"It's really useless."

For a moment, a cold snort came from the talisman in vain, and then an old face suddenly emerged from it.

"Shenshan God Envoy!"

He Yiming's pupils shrank. Shenshan is the sacred place of the gods, and it is also a real giant in the fairyland. Facing a god envoy of the gods, even if it was just a ray of divine thoughts, He Yiming didn't dare to make a move for a while.

"What kind of bullshit God Envoy, since you dare to show up, then stay."

Yang Xuan said coldly, he is not He Yiming, and he has no fear of the protoss. Almost as soon as he spoke, the man activated the Great Void Technique and chased after Mo Li's primordial spirit.

"presumptuous!"

The old man's face shouted angrily, and a wave of divine power came out, but Yang Xuan completely ignored it.

He arrived with lightning, and with one punch, the face was torn apart, leaving only an angry roar, which echoed endlessly.

"Junior, the old man remembers you, we will meet again soon."

"You'd better hope that you don't see me again, otherwise it will only make you die completely. Well, it's your turn, you mere weak soul, really think you can escape?"

Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, unmoved, he pointed out with a finger in the air, only heard a scream, and the primordial spirit of old ghost Mo Li who had fled in a hurry disappeared with it.

(End of this chapter)