Ascension

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

He danced silently and subconsciously hugged the Nine Death Cicada that rushed towards him.

The Nine Death Cicada was furious, and a pair of knife-shaped forelimbs stabbed directly through Mo's stomach. The appendages on both sides opened hundreds of bloody gashes on Mo's waist.

"Death by a thousand cuts? I like it so much! More!"

Mo Huan's whole body was trembling, and his face was distorted by happiness, interpreting the word "orgasm" with all his heart.

It once again pointed out the "finger of pain" and shared its own pain.

There are two ways to use this magical extreme skill.

Either deprive the other party of the pain and graft it onto your own body.

Either share your pain and let the other person feel the same.

Come and go, Mo is always the happiest one.

But as its actual combat opponent, the Nine Death Cicada was unlucky.

It suddenly foamed at the mouth, and suddenly twitched like an epileptic. Its gray compound eyes left several bright cracks, which were shocking like broken pearls.

"Zizzizi..."

Mo was also spraying blood randomly, the dose was very large.

Its blood contains a strong curse. Whenever the blood is accidentally splashed on the Nine Death Cicada's wound, it will inevitably fester or collapse over a large area.

After three or five times, the aura of the Nine Death Cicada fell again and again.

It's like the stamens of a flower that have been exposed to strong sunlight. They start to squeak and are about to lose their vitality.

"Corpse Repair Technique!"

Mang Hao knocked and sealed the coffin, and a large number of severed limbs and arms were spit out from the coffin. Most of them belonged to the orc tribe, with a few from the insect tribe and the sea tribe.

They originate from different individuals, and each individual was born into the world during his or her lifetime. Mang Hao led the contracted spirits to hunt and kill them personally.

At this time, these specially stored body parts melted like ice and snow.

The shattered Nine-Death Cicada repaired its breastplate and regenerated its severed limbs at an extremely fast speed.

Even the wound on his neck that almost split in two recovered in the blink of an eye.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!!"

The Nine-Death Cicada is full of vitality, launching a self-sacrifice collision, and is not afraid of death.

This time, Lord Yehan stood aside and watched.

Although Mo's rank is only the Great Success in the World, he has not yet reached perfection and is not as good as the Nine-Dead Cicada.

But it possesses a strong divinity, and once the aura originating from its bloodline is leaked, even the King of Holy Beasts must give way to it.

What's more, the Ten Palaces of Hell are extremely restrained from the two types of favored spirits: "prison" and "underworld".

Of course the Nine Death Cicada is not a ghost, but a worm.

But its characteristics are close to those of a corpse, and due to Mang Hao's power transformation, the characteristics of the corpse clan are most vividly highlighted.

After a little testing, Ye Hanjun confirmed that his suppression was still in place.

In addition, Mo Mo is full of energy and cannot be killed.

Coupled with the title of King of Hell, additional enhanced combat power, additional battery life...

One thing is going down, the other is going up, and if the Nine-Death Cicada can get an advantage, then there is a ghost.

"Isn't it true? Hui only summoned a contracted spirit, and it was difficult for His Highness Mang Hao to deal with it?"

"If all the remaining contracted spirits are summoned, wouldn't His Highness Mang Hao be defeated at the speed of light?"

Yi Shuo, Nie Qiubei, Shujie, Mask, Guan Cunyan... the spectators stood neatly in a row, with shocked expressions on their faces, as if time had frozen.

They couldn't believe what they were seeing, but it really happened!
The second clan of gods in the Yuantu Mountain, the core descendant of the Corpse Sacrifice lineage, faced off against the descendant of the God of Gray Sun, Hui, but was at a disadvantage and faced extremely difficult situations.

"I always feel like my cognition has been shattered, and I can't put it together no matter what..."

"Yes, this is too unbelievable. The authority of the SS class is known as the highest authority under the title, and Mang Hao has such a carefully prepared combination of spirits. It is completely possible to kill the Holy Void Yin who is not strengthened by the Lord. …”

"This Hui... single-handedly managed to crush him to death..."

"There is also this ugly contracted spirit with abnormal personality. It is so evil that I dare not stare at it for fear that its body will collapse..."

The noisy crowd could never calm down.

From the white-haired old man to the juniors who came with their elders to broaden their horizons and see the world, one after another, they all stood in a daze.

However, Mang Hao, who was focused on fighting, only thought about combat strategy.

He does not seem to have an advantage, but it is not that simple to defeat the Nine Death Cicada.

"Corpse oil lamp, boiling oil!"

"Boom!!"

The corpse oil lamp in his hand sprinkled a cloud of orange-yellow liquid, and a cluster of flames surged into the sky. The Nine Death Cicada suddenly accelerated, crossed Mo, and headed straight for Lord Ye Han's body.

Capture the thief first, capture the king, this is the eternal truth in the battle between the lords!
Lord Yehan smiled casually and raised his hand, and the ten hells surrounding him suddenly moved closer to him, and the only gap was filled.

The Nine Death Cicada... was the first to crash into the Thunder Hell!
I saw strong winds, thunderous dancing, lightning and thunder, and the Nine-Death Cicada jumped over and successfully broke through.

But its beetles were clearly covering the crackling and flashing arcs of electricity.

Just relying on its strong body, it resisted the damage and did not slow down the attack.

However, the Hell of Wind and Thunder is just the beginning.

Fire Doctor, Jin Gang, Bin Leng, Wok Soup, Bronze Pillar, Tu Ge, Train, Pu Lu, Luo Feng - Lord Yehan has ten prisons in total, and each prison has his Yama clone.

"squeak!!!"

When passing through the fifth hell, the beetles of the Nine-Death Cicada were full of pits.

When passing through the seventh block, the cracks appeared again.

After finally passing through all ten, Lord Yehan activated "Abi Hell" and tried to seal it.

"Crash..."

The Abi Hell, which symbolizes endless time, emptiness and endless pain, has a strong ability to detain.

The closer the target is to darkness, hell, and the undead, the stronger the effect.

On the contrary, if it comes into contact with light and heat type, pure type, and natural type creatures, the effect will be weakened.

Because the timing was perfect, Lord Yehan successfully cast the spell.

The Nine-Death Cicada was imprisoned in Abi Hell and disappeared in an instant.

But - Mang Hao has a way to deal with the active power that ordinary people cannot crack!

He knocked on the corpse-sealing coffin again, and the coffin board shook wildly. For only two or three seconds, the coffin lid opened, and the Nine Death Cicada appeared again.

"Corpse restoration...what a disgusting move..."

"With this move, the main attacking zombie cannot be trapped and can return to His Highness Mang Hao at any time... Hui missed it! He was finally defeated!"

Suzuishi's eyes lit up. When Abi Hell was summoned, the vision was so horrifying.

Such power must cost a lot of money.

Mang Hao invalidated this attack, which was equivalent to causing Hui to suffer a hidden loss.

This is the first time that he has taken advantage. Can he take advantage of this opportunity to adjust the overall disadvantage to an even match, and then try to turn defeat into victory?
A little expectation just appeared in Suzuishi's head.

Who knows, how quickly these expectations arise, and how shocking it is when they fail.

Ash——Lighted up the second contract mark!
A heavy metal monster that was suspected to be a Chimera cub, but covered in armor and mechanical props, entered the appreciation hall in an absolutely shocking way.

"Hiss!!!!"

The snake's head is the nominal three, but when the lion's head sleeps, it is the main head.

I saw the mechanical chimera cub, dragging the lion's head all the way, sparks flying wildly, and crashing into the Nine Death Cicada.

"Ah, why did you come out? Don't fight with me!"

Mo became anxious and activated the Touch of Mountains and Seas to intercept Lan Qi Ji.

It also wants to make friends with the Nine-Death Cicada. It’s not easy to meet a like-minded friend. Don’t make trouble before fully communicating in a friendly manner!

"Snake Xiaoji, go hit that coffin and cut off the supply of the Nine Death Cicada..."

"Little lazy lion, wake up. Occasionally moving will help you sleep more soundly. Beat these opponents down and you can go back to sleep..."

Ye Hanjun uses soul sound transmission to command the mechanical Chimera cubs.

Hearing this, Snakehead reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​fighting with Mo, turned around, and aimed his cold snake eyes at the big coffin beside Mang Hao.

"Roar……"

The lazy lion wiped the saliva from his mouth, and then used his big, fat paws to rub away a few eye drops the size of a human head.

After its dull eyes regained their composure, it sighed and adjusted itself unwillingly.

"Roar!!"

The second roar, the voice that was so lazy that it seemed to be paralyzed, finally became louder.

Without thinking, Shi Xiaolan activated the "supersonic cruise bombs" hanging on both sides of his body.

Two giant alloy missiles sprayed sparks all the way, flying around corners one to the left and one to the right.

“Beep beep beep—bang!!!”

The distance between Ye Hanjun and Mang Hao was only three or four kilometers. The two cruise missiles crossed at high speed and hit the corpse-sealing coffin with high precision at almost the same time.

Suddenly, Mang Hao dodged and hid under the coffin.

The coffin lid was fastened tightly, and the entire coffin glowed with a cold metallic luster, which seemed to activate a certain skill to once again strengthen the defense.

After the super big explosion, smoke and dust filled the sky, and the hot flames enveloped the sealed coffin, as if it were a poor lamb that had been put on a bonfire and was about to be turned into roast lamb.

The Nine Death Cicada, who was entangled with Mo, suddenly lost strength, and the strength of his physical body also dropped.

"efficient."

Lord Yehan was thoughtful, and then chose to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack.

He once again commanded the mechanical Chimera Cub, and Yang Xiaoqi immediately released the "Laser Sentry Tower", while Snake Xiaoxi used the "Folding Blade Wings".

Both of these are extreme skills equivalent to "Supersonic Cruise Bomb", and are controlled by their respective heads.

As long as they work closely together, the lethality imparted by the three super skills is guaranteed to be comparable to that of the Unparalleled One.

"Kacha... buzz buzz..."

The coffin body kept shaking, and everyone followed the sound. Although there were no holes in the surface of the corpse-sealing coffin, the overall defense had not collapsed.

But the charred black carbonized layer that appeared also irritated the eyeballs and attracted a lot of comments.

"Beep beep beep beep! Puff puff! Puff!"

"Hiss! Bang! Swish, swish! Crack!"

The sheep head continuously fires lasers, attacks the corpse coffin from a distance, and continues to suppress it.

The snake's head stretched out its neck and cut off its sharp blades one after another. It had the momentum to break the coffin into thousands of pieces and it would not stop until it achieved its goal.

As a result, the connection between the Nine Death Cicada and the Sealed Corpse Coffin was completely interrupted.

The latter has too much time to take care of himself and has no spare opportunity to feed the former back.

"The corpse oil lamp, the angry oil fills the sky!"

At the critical moment, Mang Hao left the corpse coffin, changed his passive attitude, and chose to counterattack.

He poured out almost all the essence of oil stored in the corpse oil lamp.

Then, he once again activated the "Giant Corpse Transformation" and "Corpse Repair Technique" to strengthen the Nine-Death Cicada and reverse its situation on the verge of collapse.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Snake Xiaoxi went crazy. He no longer aimed at the coffin and rushed towards Mang Hao.

At that time, Mo Mo, who had experienced a lot of pain, decided to repay his kindness and activated the "Great Disaster Evil Curse" again, glaring at the Nine Death Cicada continuously.

The firepower of both sides was intertwined for at least a hundred rounds. There was a posture of advancing hand in hand, and it was difficult to distinguish the superior from the inferior.

With a thought in his mind, Lord Ye Han suddenly moved to the Bronze Pillar Hell and faced the Nine Death Cicada with his flesh and blood body.

The Nine Death Cicada, struggling in pain, saw the enemy's leader so close to itself, and suddenly activated "Sleep Sound Wave" and "Soul-Splitting Sound Blade", demonstrating long-range attack methods for the first time, taking the enemy by surprise and gaining a chance to win.

"Tear!!!"

Lord Yehan's flesh and blood body was torn apart.

The onlookers were stunned, not expecting that he died so easily.

But the next second, as the King of Hell's clone in the Bronze Pillar Hell disappeared, Lord Ye Han appeared again, with no wounds on his body, and even his face was calm.

"He still has the power of immortality? How can we fight him?"

Guan Cunyan was tongue-tied, and he doubted from the bottom of his heart that he, a saint who had just been promoted to the ninth level not long ago, might not be able to survive even one hundred moves.

This person is really terrible. Who is it that can cultivate such a perverted descendant of the family?
"Abi hell, show me!"

Lord Ye Han sacrificed his life to fight for another chance to take action. This time, he aimed not at the Nine-Death Cicada, but at the Corpse Oil Lamp.

After a series of battles, he had figured out Mang Hao's fighting rules.

If you want to directly defeat the Nine Death Cicada, it is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack, which is very time-consuming and laborious.

But if you suppress the corpse-sealing coffin and corpse-oil lamp at the same time, cut off the supplies behind the Nine-Death Cicada, and silently "glare someone to death", it will be able to exert its due value.

"Bang!"

The corpse oil lamp in Mang Hao's hand was directly swallowed by Abi Hell.

The Sealing Coffin can actually recall it again, but it faces a mixed doubles match between Lion Xiaolan and Yang Xiaoqi, and it can't figure out their intentions at all.

Hearing a bang, the Nine Death Cicada, which welcomed the "Great Disaster Evil Curse Body" for the 16th time, suddenly fell apart and fell to pieces on the ground.

What was shocking was that in order to pursue a further climax and take away the other person's pain, Mo himself was also shattered to pieces.

"Does this...do you want it to be so tragic?"

"The two contracted spirits fought like this. The ground was covered with pieces of flesh and blood, and the fine appreciation hall turned into a cemetery of despair. This is too exciting..."

Shu Liangmiao moved her lips, her pale face expressing the fear in her heart.

Is this the descendant of a top power? They are all at the 8th level, but they have the means to threaten the Holy Fetus.

When they truly reach the realm of saints and the contracted spirits ascend, how glorious will they be?
A good tree doesn't dare to think deeply.

Just by running this thought for a little while, he will feel that his young master is nothing but suitable for eating and waiting to die.

"I finally understand why people are so infuriating when compared to others..."

Shujie muttered, glancing at the two parties who had a very tacit understanding and stopped at the same time, smacking his tongue, still not finished.

"Do you want to continue fighting? I can accompany you."

Ye Hanjun snapped his fingers, first released the closed corpse oil lamp, and then actively promoted the operation of the "flesh and blood furnace".

The fragments of flesh and blood belonging to Mo were instantly injected with extra vitality. In a moment, they were pieced together, and Mo's outline became clear again.

"Really...so happy!"

"Dazhi, you can't die, stand up quickly, we will continue next time!"

The jumping Mo jumped into the pile of flesh and blood, happily picking up the pieces of the Nine-Dead Cicada's body.

It had tentacles and a flexible body. It quickly piled up a hill and collected as many corpses as possible.

"Although I'm very reluctant, if I continue to fight, I'm afraid I still won't be able to find the key chance to win."

Mang Hao shook his head, there was no anger or loss on his face, he just sighed:
"Since I have grown up, there are very few people who can compete with me at the same level."

"You are very strong. You can suppress me like this with just two contracted spirits. If the little guy on your shoulder had taken action, I might have lost even faster."

"where."

Ye Hanjun nodded Guagua's head, and the little guy patted his chest happily, very happy to hear such a compliment.

When it is happy, it activates "Super Purification" and "Super Healing", and actively helps the shattered Nine-Death Cicada to wash away the remaining curses in the corpse.

"That's not right... Why don't the number of your contracted spirits match the number?"

The corpse girls standing together with Ye Liuying and Mu Shoucong looked at each other with hesitation on their faces.

If I remember correctly, when my lord tasted the mammoth snake, he summoned three contracted spirits.

Among them are mechanical Chimera babies, but the other two, one is goose-like and the other is human-like, have extremely distinctive morphological characteristics.

They were not used in the battle just now, but together with them, Master Gray already has five contracted spirits. What is going on?

"Your Highness...is it possible to just let it go like this?"

"The corpse dragon girl has seen our sincerity. For her, we have tried every possible means to find ten corpses of the holy dragon. Our sincerity can be seen from the sun and the moon."

"This one named Hui is indeed powerful, but he relies on the power-restraint relationship. If we were to compete for compatibility, he is obviously still your "Corpse Sacrifice" and is more compatible with the Corpse Dragon Girl! "

Yin Lao clenched his fists, and the scars on his face looked like centipedes coming to life.

He was angry and fearful, and the clear hostility was like the mushroom cloud rising into the sky, sweeping across the four fields and suppressing the eight wastelands.

In an instant, Lord Yehan was enveloped in condensed Qi, and his feet seemed to be bound by the roots of plants. If he wanted to move even one step, it would be like carrying a mountain of ten thousand feet on his back.

Mang Hao's expression changed and he raised his palm, about to get angry.

Ye Hanjun smiled lightly, rubbed the storage ring with his fingertips, and made a false cover-up action. From the perspective of an outsider, it seemed like he was opening a special space storage device.

However, what Ye Hanjun really lit up was the cross mark on his abdomen.

The rumbling thunder suddenly echoed in the appreciation hall, and the golden arc turned into a sharp sword energy. With a swipe, the pressure of the Holy King originating from Yin Lao broke like a hemp rope.

"puff!"

Yin Lao vomited a mouthful of blood and his eyes were blank for a moment.

He raised his trembling palms and touched his forehead in disbelief.

There was a wound there, about an inch deep, and the wanton and arrogant power of lightning was continuing to penetrate the flesh and blood in a brutal and domineering manner.

The numb touch that I had not felt for a long time clearly appeared in my mind.

He opened his mouth, his cloudy eyes rolled twice, and finally settled on Hui's back.

There - there is an extra sword! A cross thunder sword!
It was suspended behind Hui, with a fist-width distance between it, as if it were the incarnation of the Supreme Being, the power of thunder symbolizing destruction, and its exposed edge, all aimed at his heart, between his eyebrows...his Every weak point.

"You look down on the Mushou Cong around me. You think it is ordinary and has no ability to protect people."

"So, what about this sword? Can it meet your noble eyes?"

Ye Hanjun held the sword with his backhand, and his aura grew higher and higher inch by inch, just like a god descending to earth.

Ninety-nine percent of the corpses belonging to the underworld fell to the ground, completely overwhelmed by the pressure of the holy thunder. They would never dare to get up without orders. (End of chapter)