The Powerful Wife: The Nation’s Strongest Goddess

Chapter 297 The Man Behind the Scenes 3
The ghost worm's stomach pinched by Yunmo shrank instantly, and all the power in the body was concentrated on the head at the same time, and he couldn't help opening his mouth and roaring: "Squeak."

At the same time, a black ball of light spat out from its mouth, and then exploded in mid-air with a bang.

"Papa... bang..."

At the moment when the ghost worm's black light ball exploded, the more than 100 people in the ice coffin suddenly exploded from the inside to the outside at the same time.

"Boom..." The ice coffin was blasted open, bones mixed with countless flesh and blood splashed in all directions, and the strong shock wave was affected, as well as the people in protective clothing standing outside their ice coffin, and were blown backwards flew out.

There was not much red blood flowing from the body that had lost most of its blood, only the dull white bones and minced flesh, and a strong stench that almost passed out, emanating from the tomb.

Looking at an eyeball that rolled down at her feet, and the relief that could finally be relieved bloomed inside, Yun Mo squeezed the bone claws in his hands tightly.

Almost two-thirds of these people's souls have been absorbed by so many worms, and they are hopeless, so they can only be blown up to make them feel better, damn it.

"Oh... bastard." A furious roar came from behind the crystal coffin, blasting the entire tomb, and a black figure stood up abruptly.

Damn it, after cultivating them for so long, they can finally absorb their souls and blood, but they were blown up at this critical moment, which made him mad.

Yun Mo raised his head and saw behind the crystal coffin, a man wearing a black-gold robe, a man with fiery red hair, and a black mask with only one pair of eyes exposed, was looking at her with anger and resentment, his whole body was flying wildly. With murderous aura and powerful force, he shot towards her like overwhelming mountains and seas.

Yun Mo flipped his wrist, and with a bone claw, he aimed at the black spiritual force that was rushing towards him.

"Boom..." There was a deafening collision sound, and the two forces collided in mid-air, bursting out with fierce flames, and the air flow in the tomb instantly tumbling, and the powerful impact made the crystal coffin remain motionless. The men and women on the pentagram array who have changed in any way due to the appearance of outsiders, are all swayed by the rush, unable to stand upright.

"Damn it." The man in the black robe with the mask immediately stretched out his hand and waved away the power confrontation between the two in mid-air, and slapped his wrist down, a black spiritual power spread to the swaying men and women, killing everyone. fixed in place.

Such an understatement sent their two colliding forces flying away, such a powerful force, Yun Mo raised his brows slightly.

However, it doesn't seem to be spiritual power or ghost power. What is this black power?
Thinking quickly in his mind, Yun Mo's men were not slow to move. Seeing the black-robed masked man so concerned about the crystal coffin, his feet moved quickly, and his bone claws waved to grab those people in protective clothing who were blown up and down by the explosion of the ice coffin. , and threw it on the crystal coffin.

"How dare you." The black-robed man was furious, and even turned his wrists to push away those who fell towards the crystal coffin, preventing them from touching any part of the crystal coffin, but the figure under his feet remained motionless, hearing the voice angrily It was abnormal, but he didn't rush over to interrupt Yun Mo's movements at all.

Yun Mo's sharp eyes saw that the black-robed man only used his right hand, while his left hand was always connected to the crystal coffin, and there was a red thread between the two.

No, it's not a red thread, it's blood.

It was the blood of the man in black.

He is feeding the contents of the crystal coffin with his own blood.

No wonder he dared not move.

Once the resurrection evil spell is interrupted halfway, not only will all previous efforts be wasted, but anyone who wants to be resurrected will suffer severe injuries. He is now in a critical period, so he dare not move.

What is in this crystal coffin is so important to him?

With an electric thought in his mind, Yun Mo suddenly opened his hands, clasped his ten fingers in the air, and the ghost power came out through his body to attract twenty or thirty people around him, and at the same time, he smashed towards the crystal coffin.

The moment he threw the person over, Yun Mo shrank and blended in with the group of people and flew towards the crystal coffin.

Amidst the roar of the man in the black robe and mask, Yun Mo rushed to the sky above the crystal coffin, lowered his head and looked into the coffin.

There is an extremely strong barrier on the crystal coffin, under that barrier...

With silver hair and red lips, eyebrows and brows are picturesque, there is a woman lying in the crystal coffin, a woman with an exquisite face like an elf in the forest.

She was lying quietly in the crystal coffin, wearing a light blue long dress, which made her look like a fairy, and she looked as beautiful as Sleeping Beauty.

But in Yun Mo's eyes, there are crying and desperate souls floating around her, which are being continuously absorbed into her body. The blood obtained from those undead is filling her body and is already dead. In the body of these crying souls and blood, the pale skin began to show a rosy color, the blood began to flow in the dry tendons, and the devoured souls hovered and condensed in the center of her eyebrows bit by bit. soul.

His features are picturesque, but inside he is a vicious and vicious spirit.

Hiding behind those people in protective clothing, Yun Mo looked at this scene with a murderous look in his eyes. The bone claw held a sword flower and put it away. In the very center of the gossip, the majestic witch power came out through the crystal coffin.

The man in black waved away the dozens of people thrown by Yunmo, he was surprised and angry: "Presumptuous." With one palm, he slapped Yunmo in the air.

The black spiritual power is not spiritual power, and the ghost power is not the power of ghost power. It is like ghost smoke whizzing out, sweeping towards Yun Mo with the momentum of a tornado.

In an instant, the entire tomb was dimmed.

Yun Mo looked at the rushing black power, countless skeletons and monsters she had never seen before, revealing an illusory figure in the black smoke, rolling towards her with fangs and claws, the corners of the cold mouth outlined a hint of ruthlessness, and the left and right hands moved quickly. Folding together, he pressed his palm on the gossip pattern in front of him, and shouted: "The witch, the ancestor of ink, is here, and the power of the four directions is at the command, and I use it only for my own use, and there must be no mistakes."

Amidst the cold drinking, the black air from the man in the black robe and mask paused in front of Yun Mo, as if a little hesitant to listen to Yun Mo's order.

The ancestral witch can communicate with the spiritual power of the heaven and the earth. When it reaches its peak, all things and spirits in the world can be taken and used. Although Yunmo only recovered [-]% of the witch power, he suddenly ordered in the name of the ancestral witch. I don't know what kind of power it is. The black air formed couldn't help but stop for a while.

Hesitating at this point, Yun Mo stretched out the gossip figure with both hands, and quickly opened it towards the black air to wrap it, and then before the man in the black robe mask could react, hugged the ball of black air towards the crystal coffin below and ruthlessly He smashed it down.

(End of this chapter)