Galaxy Sword Emperor

Chapter 900 The Lost Ancient City

"That's right there!" There was a little light in Ye Mo's eyes, because he suddenly discovered that Senior Feng Zhonghou had been attacking that crack without any trace, and he also discovered the weakness of Saint Xu.

It's just that Saint Xu's defensive power is astonishing, and his speed is extremely fast, even if Feng Zhonghou continuously uses Dujie Finger to attack, he still can't tear his defense.

On the contrary, due to the continuous attack, there was an omission in defense. When he was slapped on the chest with a palm, fine cracks appeared in the bones, and he was almost slapped apart.

Ye Mo couldn't help but tighten his hands holding the Wufeng epee, and he gritted his teeth secretly. He knew that people like Saint Xu and Feng Zhonghou would break his tendons and bones with just a wave of his hand, and he would die without a trace. The place of burial.

Therefore, when you make a move, you must be sure to kill with one blow, otherwise, what awaits you in the next moment will only be smashed to pieces.

Thinking of this, he gathered his true energy secretly, and all the cultivation bases of the second-level realm of the Immortal Ladder were displayed, and the true energy in his body continued to flow, and the terrifying air flow became more and more mellow under the drive of the ancient scriptures of the early days.

"Dujie Finger!" Feng Zhonghou snorted coldly, obviously also found that such consumption would be bad for him, and the nine fingers of both hands displayed the Dujie Fingering at the same time, urging the power of this set of fingering to the greatest extent.

The nine fingers were divided into nine tricky directions, and they all rushed towards the huge crack on the saint's chest.

At this moment, the eyes of the sage Xu are also shining with light, because these nine finger lights can be said to be the most peak blow of Feng Zhonghou, leaving no retreat for himself at all.

Therefore, when the battle between the two sides reached its peak, Saint Xu didn't dare to be careless, and poured all his strength between his arms to suppress Feng Zhonghou.

Feng Zhonghou staggered back two steps, but the nine finger lights did not weaken at all, and the runes on the bones dimmed for a while, obviously already strong self-support.

"It's this time!" Ye Mo finally moved, his figure turned into a streamer, and rushed out towards the origin of the two strong men's clashes, and the Taiji Grinding Disc turned into a layer of Taiji battle armor to protect his whole body.

At the same time, the great seal of reincarnation is also floating above the head, and the origin of reincarnation hangs down one after another, together with the seven Jiuji swords, all turned into a body-protecting sword light that sprints around the body,

However, the gap between him and these two powerhouses was too great. Almost at the moment of contact, the light of the great seal of reincarnation was shattered, and immediately, the seven Jiuji swords were also blown away.

Immediately afterwards, when he was less than ten feet away from the saint, the Tai Chi battle armor also turned into fans all over the world.

"Pfft..." Ye Mo opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood. The golden blood sprinkled all over the sky, reflecting the afterglow of the sun, and there was an indescribable strangeness.

"Looking for death!" Saint Xu didn't care about Ye Mo at all. In his opinion, this kid is nothing more than an ant, and he couldn't even break into it within Zhang's radius.

Not only him, but even Feng Zhonghou couldn't help feeling deeply worried, and hurriedly stopped: "You can't participate in a battle of this level, step back quickly, and don't make unnecessary sacrifices!"

However, his words were still a bit late, because Ye Mo had already approached within three feet of Saint Xu, the light around him dimmed, and blood stains oozed from his eyes, ears, nose and throat, which was shocking!

"Space channel, open!" A huge space crack suddenly appeared between Ye Mo's eyebrows, directly tearing the surrounding space into pieces.

At the same time, the law of time spreads, sending the aftermath of the surrounding true energy into the space crack abruptly, and a narrow passage with a radius of more than a foot connects him with the crack in the saint's chest .

Ye Mo grinned cruelly, and between his eyebrows, another villain rushed out. It was his primordial spirit, holding two swords, and jumped out of the space channel almost in the blink of an eye, and came to the saint's void. at the chest.

Both hands simultaneously urged the Yin-Yang magic sword to slash down fiercely. The two magic swords that were invincible and contained Yin-Yang and different fires penetrated through the crack in the saint's chest at the same time!

"Ah..." the saint roared furiously, the light flickered all over his body, and the terrifying light burst out, crushing the space channel into powder. At the same time, Ye Mo's primordial spirit had already returned to his body.

He narrowly avoided the sage's near-death blow, but although the primordial spirit escaped, the physical body was still a step behind and was hit hard by the terrifying light.

Ye Mo's body was thrown backward like a broken kite, and fell to the ground. His bones seemed to be falling apart. He coughed up blood and almost fell directly.

Fortunately, his physical body was strong enough and his recovery ability was extremely strong, so he withstood the blow. However, the injuries all over his body had reached the verge of collapse. In the short term, he might not be able to continue fighting.

Ye Mo just thought of this, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fainted, but a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

Feng Zhonghou's skeletal figure flashed, and he picked up Ye Mo and hugged him in his arms. At the same time, nine finger lights hovered around and pierced the crack in the saint's chest that was disturbed by Ye Mo.

The sage Xu was originally invaded by Ye Mo's yin and yang strange fire into the Dharma Gate, which disrupted the movement of true energy in his body, and almost collapsed. He was fighting against this yin and yang strange fire with all his heart.

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhonghou dealt a fatal blow at this time, and it was too late to escape. During the roar, his figure gradually faded, and finally turned into light spots all over the sky and fell in the air.

Feng Zhonghou sighed for a long time, looked at Ye Mo who had passed out, and couldn't help shaking his head: "You boy, you are a little more courageous, with such a cultivation level, you dare to participate in this kind of battle. It was really lucky to be killed immediately."

But then he looked at Ye Mo and continued: "It turns out that you have also seen his fate. Maybe I was wrong just now. It is not luck, nor accidental, but inevitable that you can create such a record. !"

This is tantamount to a recognition, a supreme evaluation.

However, Ye Mo had already passed out and didn't hear it, otherwise he would probably be a bad fart for a while!
"Booming" above the sky, a large black cloud appeared, and gradually shrouded towards this side, and countless terrifying auras enveloped towards Feng Zhonghou!

Feng Zhonghou looked up at the sky, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "They are coming, it seems that they can't wait, the old man has gone through the battle just now, and it is already at the end of his battle, what happens next depends on you! "

After saying this, he looked at Ye Mo who was unconscious in his arms, and continued: "You are the hope when the next war of destruction comes, so how can this old man let you die?"

He reached out and picked the Yuanshen fruit above his head, sealed the fruit, and put it in Ye Mo's arms, but crushed the whole root into a green light, and shot it into Ye Mo's body.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Ye Mo's body is exuding a strong medicinal fragrance. Everyone knows that Yuanshen Fruit is the holy medicine for life and death.

However, the rhizome that gave birth to the Yuanshen Fruit is the real holy medicine, and its effect is not inferior to that of the Yuanshen Fruit.

After finishing all this, Feng Zhonghou's white bones dimmed all of a sudden, looking at Ye Mo whose breathing had gradually stabilized, he said: "That guy Wujun is willing to give you all his flesh and blood, what an old man!" Yes, so why not give this mere Primordial Spirit Fruit to you? Finally, I can use your body to see how far it will grow!"

After saying these words, his body turned into a bright beam of light, and rushed straight towards the clouds that filled the sky.

It seemed like a bolt of lightning that broke through the clouds, forcibly split the dark sky into two halves, and the colorful rays of light scattered down in all directions, containing a sacred aura.

And almost at the same time, under Ye Mo's body, a gray-white protrusion slowly lifted up. After lifting his body up to a height of more than a foot, the light flickered, and then disappeared without a trace!
The black cloud was shaken away, and Feng Zhonghou's last consciousness finally drifted away. After persisting for so long, dust turned to dust, and dust turned to dust. Fortunately, he still fought to the end.

(End of this chapter)