Hearing Sihan Fei asking for help, Mo Yiming was speechless for a moment.
Damn it, can’t you see that even I can’t hold it anymore?
At the moment just now, he enveloped Yuhuatian with his demon seed domain, hoping to consume Yuhuatian to death by relying on the demon seed ghost in the domain.
His domain is quite special, it was condensed in conjunction with his Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique. It can absorb the spiritual power of the deceased and turn it into a ghost for his use.
Although the ghosts are not very strong, they are better in numbers.
As the saying goes, the elephant killed by many ants is killed.
In his opinion, no matter how strong Yu Huatian is, in the field of demon species, if his vitality cannot be replenished, his strength will eventually be exhausted.
But he didn't expect that Yuhuatian's domain was also terrifying.
As soon as the sword energy filled the sky was released, the demonic ghosts in his domain were wiped out like flowing water, while Yu Huatian's power was almost consumed.
If this continues, I am afraid that if his demonic ghosts are used up, Yuhuatian will not be damaged at all.
Therefore, after seeing that the domain could not achieve the purpose of consuming Yuhuatian, Mo Yiming took the initiative to withdraw from the domain in order to preserve the demon ghost.
He didn't think Yuhuatian would let his soul escape.
In addition, he has been practicing for hundreds of years, but now he has lost to a junior who has been practicing for less than thirty years. He is tired and does not want to do it all over again and linger...
"Eighth Heaven Realm? Looking for death!"
Now, even in order to avenge Yutian and plant demon seeds in Yuhuatian, Mo Yiming was so angry that he almost went crazy.
A violent roar echoed through the sky.
But at this moment, a sword light suddenly appeared in front of him.
Under the pressing pressure of the Water God Ancestor, the light around Mo Yiming was swallowed up little by little, and the surroundings were filled with boundless death and corpse aura, constantly corroding his vitality, and soon even his physical body was burning. Pain came.
He has been waiting for this day for more than two hundred years.
"Roar!!"
Yu Huatian's face was cold: "The fish is dead and the net is broken? You think too highly of yourself!"
Above the sky, seeing the situation at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Yu Huatian's mouth, then turned around and looked at Mo Yiming, who had an ugly face across from him, and said, "It's your turn!"
Do you really think he is a useless snack like Si Hanfei?
Mo Yiming snorted coldly, and with a thought, he directly launched his soul attack.
However, without external intervention, Yuan Shen's attack would not be effective. Now that he was seriously injured, how could he block Yu Huatian's full sword?
boom--
The Yuan army suddenly became chaotic. Some people looked forward to death and wanted to avenge Si Hanfei, while others abandoned their helmets and armor and began to flee towards the north.
This monster never seems to get tired. Once it strikes, it will never stop until it dies.
Looking at his humiliated expression, Yu Huatian said coldly: "People's beliefs will always change. If you had not come to our Ming Dynasty this time and had not colluded with Dayuan, seeing as you helped King Ran Tian save our country, For the sake of the common people, when I meet you in the future, I may respectfully call you "senior", but from the moment you enter the Yuan Army, your end has been doomed!"
Even an eighth-level heavenly being like the Water God Ancestor would never be able to withstand the impact of his soul.
Of course, if we look at Yuan Shen attacks alone, Mo Yiming is indeed terrifyingly strong.
His Soul Impact failed inexplicably, but it did not harm the Water God Ancestor at all.
A trace of ferocity appeared in Yuhuatian's eyes, and he waved his hand directly: "Kill!"
The billowing corpse aura and death aura, along with the overwhelming aura of violence, locked onto Mo Yiming.
Among all the heavenly beings that Yuhuatian had encountered before, perhaps only Emperor Shitian could rival him.
Mo Yiming knew that he couldn't wait any longer, otherwise he might really be in danger of falling today!
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he raised his head and glanced at the two bright swords fighting fiercely in the sky, and whispered: "Fei'er, take the first step for your father."
The entire Yuan army was like a Shura field.
"嘤嘤嘤......"
Mo Yiming roared angrily, and just as he was about to speak, he was struck in the chest by Yu Huatian's sword. The Water God Ancestor also took the opportunity and punched out. Mo Yiming screamed and flew backwards a hundred feet again, and a mouthful of blood flowed backwards. On top, he almost couldn't control it and spurted it out from his mouth.
Immediately, more Dayuan soldiers discovered Sihanfei's body, and they immediately turned pale with horror, which disturbed the morale of the army.
Taking a deep breath, the billowing black air spread from his body again, the shrill ghost cry sounded, and the demonic ghosts emerged with their teeth and claws, which was extremely terrifying.
…
"You can't even protect yourself, but you still want to save others? Do you think I don't exist?"
Under the siege of this body of people, Mo Yiming could no longer hold on any longer. There were many scars on his body, revealing hideous wounds, and blood was flowing and dripping into the sky.
But just for a moment, the sword energy exploded, and the boundless sword intent fell violently. Mo Yiming groaned and fell straight from the sky, and his breath fell to the bottom in an instant.
No one can stop the Water God Ancestor from wreaking havoc.
However, the Yuan army was leaderless and had no morale. It was defeated like a mountain and more and more people began to abandon their armor and flee.
He did not dare to use Yuan Shen's attack on Yuhuatian because there was a strange phantom of the holy beast guarding Yuhuatian's sea of consciousness, and he had suffered backlash before.
He never thought that he would see Meng Chixing killed just after finishing the battle with Yuhuatian.
Although he couldn't help Yuhuatian, it was not easy for Yuhuatian to keep him.
Looking at the sky-shattering sword, Mo Yiming no longer chose to dodge or defend, but chose to be tough.
At this moment, the last trace of kindness in his heart disappeared.
"If the prince is dead, we will definitely not end well. We must avenge the prince! Kill!"
His appearance was originally aimed specifically at strong men like Mo Yiming who were good at attacking souls.
"The prince is dead, run away!"
Meeting a battle puppet like the Water God Ancestor who is not afraid of the attack of the soul or pain is enough for him to drink a pot.
"How could this happen?!" Mo Yiming turned pale in shock.
In this regard, he has absolute confidence!
But in just a moment, Mo Yiming's color suddenly changed, his mind trembled, and he was shocked again.
"If you don't try, how will you know?"
Boom boom boom...
As a Mongolian emperor, Si Hanfei enjoyed the protection of the Great Yuan Dynasty, and his luck was much greater than that of Meng Chixing.
Yu Huatian looked calm and raised his hand to recall the Heavenly Wrath Sword inserted into Sihanfei's body. The system prompt sounded quickly:
[Luck from Sihanfei +359888. 】
Mo Yiming's face was gloomy and he stared at Yuhuatian with fear in his eyes.
Soon, the Water God Ancestor dodged and rushed in front of Sihanfei. He raised his hand and punched Sihanfei, causing Sihanfei to vomit blood and fly backwards again.
Immediately afterwards, masses of black energy spread out from the blood mist, carrying strong pressure.
This time, with the restraint of the Water God Ancestor, Yu Huatian did not waste any more vitality. After all, the one sword that combined more than 70 kinds of martial arts at this moment consumed a lot of vitality.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Yiming wanted to fly down and save Sihanfei.
Whether it was the Corpse Qi and Death Qi of the Water God Ancestor or Yu Huatian's sword Qi, they could break his body-protecting Qi and injure his physical body. At this moment, he couldn't even defend himself.
Yu Huatian nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the panicked Yuan soldiers below, and shouted with anger in his Dantian: "Si Hanfei, the commander-in-chief of the Yuan army, is dead!"
But others don’t have this privilege!
The power glowing with blue light swept over, with unparalleled power. With just one punch, it knocked Mo Yiming away, causing his whole body to feel numb.
But as Xiang Yutian was killed by Yuhuatian, his plan came to nothing.
"kill!"
A heavy pressure came over me.
In such a situation, his plan to bring Yuhuatian back to plant a demon seed is destined to fail!
After thinking about this, a deep sense of unwillingness appeared in Mo Yiming's eyes.
This time, Mo Yiming didn't hold anything back, and all the demon species were released.
"It's so cruel!"
The Water God Ancestor turned into a strange sky-blue airflow and lost his trace in the bright sky. When he appeared again, he had already arrived beside Mo Yiming.
Mo Yiming's face changed slightly, and he did not dare to hesitate any longer. He immediately stood up and turned into a black light, speeding towards the northern sky.
Mo Yiming clenched his teeth, his whole body was trembling, and he felt extremely humiliated.
With a slight movement of mind, the figure of the Water God Ancestor rose from the ground and appeared behind Mo Yiming, blocking his retreat.
Mo Yiming sneered: "It doesn't have to be so noble, it's just a different stance! From the moment you killed my descendant, your and my stance were destined."
"damn it!!"
Yu Huatian nodded and said, "Then don't blame me anymore. Have a good trip, senior."
Without the blessing of Yuan Shen's attack, his true strength is at best similar to that of ordinary celestial beings who have just entered the ninth level of heaven, or even worse.
Later, after being transformed by dragon blood, the ancestor of the water god turned into a zombie that only possessed the fighting consciousness of his master during his lifetime, but had no independent consciousness.
"No! The marshal is dead!"
However, Mo Yiming's will no longer exists in it.
Do you really think that the Nine Heaven Realm heavenly beings are useless?
Yu Huatian gave an order to the Water God Ancestor to deal with the ghosts of demon species that were stronger and could not be wiped out by the sword domain, while he held his sword to kill Mo Yiming.
laugh!
However, at this moment, a terrifying sword energy surged above his head, and then turned into a familiar sword energy and slashed down.
Among the thousands of ghosts of demons, Yuhuatian even saw the shadow of Xiang Yutian!
Yuhuatian was shocked, and finally understood why Mo Yiming was so concerned about Xiang Yutian's death.
Seeing Si Hanfei's miserable appearance, a group of Great Yuan masters quickly stepped forward to rescue him, but no matter who stepped forward, they were all punched to pieces by the Water God Ancestor.
He mobilized all the remaining power and turned it into billowing black energy, sweeping away like a long dragon.
On the other hand, the Ming army's morale increased greatly, and they rushed towards the Yuan army on the opposite side without fear of death.
But now, he is just a ruthless person who will do anything to improve his strength!
Just as the Water God Ancestor was about to continue his attack, a sword energy came through the air, pinning Sihanfei in the air and snatching the Water God Ancestor's head.
Even with Yu Huatian's current fifth-level heavenly skill, he still can't perform it continuously.
He planted a demon seed in Xiang Yutian, and he only needs to wait until the demon seed matures before he can absorb it.
If he continues like this, he is afraid that he will be beaten to death and follow in the footsteps of Chi Xing and Si Han Fei.
Yu Huatian came up with a sword and looked at him with a sneer: "I've been prepared to prevent you from running away, but now I want to leave. Isn't it too late?"
Yuhuatian said indifferently without comment.
With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Yu Huatian directly joined the battle with his sword.
"I want to leave, you can leave one to try!" Mo Yiming said coldly with a cold snort.
Sun Chengzong and other generals personally went into battle and took the lead in the charge. With the assistance of Ye Gucheng and other Ming masters, the Ming army soldiers were high-spirited and devastated. They ran rampant in the field like ferocious jackals, killing out a line of corpses. Bloody road.
As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of sword energy quietly overflowed, covering all directions, and the invincible sword domain was unleashed, locking Mo Yiming in!
Mo Yiming turned around and took a look, knowing that it was the end now. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared and he returned to his previous calmness and majesty.
Mo Yiming's pupils shrank, and with more than half of his energy consumed, he had no time to dodge, so he could only bite the bullet and resist the sword.
This time, during the flight, his body began to shatter inch by inch, like a broken porcelain bottle, which was quite strange.
"The commander of the Yuan Army is dead!"
Perhaps the former Mo Yiming was indeed a famous martial arts figure worthy of respect.
"The prince is dead?!"
Mo Yiming came back to his senses, his eyes turned cold when he heard this, and he said, "What? Do you still want to keep me?"
Mo Yiming was not familiar with Sihanfei, and Sihanfei was from Dayuan, so he didn't have a good impression of people from Dayuan.
Because after being reborn, one's level will decline, and one's strength will be less than one-tenth of what it was at its peak. This is no less than starting over from practice. Moreover, the physical body and soul will be damaged by then, and it will be impossible to practice to the original state again in the future.
He saw with his own eyes how Meng Chixing died not long ago.
In an instant, thousands of ghosts roared and swooped in, with a terrifying momentum.
"Roar!!" The roar of the Water God Ancestor came again, and the billowing corpse gas was like thick smoke, covering the sky and the sun.
Although he is a ninth-level heavenly being, he is only one step away from joining the Dao.
…
In an instant, the vitality dragon was torn apart by the sword energy, and Mo Yiming was directly chopped away.
Yuhuatian sighed in his heart, but the expression on his face became even colder.
"Today is destined to be the day of your downfall!"
Mo Yiming remained indifferent and said nothing, raised his hand and pointed: "Go!"
The Water God Ancestor stood there, looking up blankly at the Yuhuatian in the sky, with a blank look on his face.
Just when Mo Yiming was stunned, the attack from the Water God Ancestor also arrived.
Now, it's Sihanfei's turn again.
"Peak Celestial Being? What a waste!"
At this moment, the contempt for Yuhuatian in his heart had long disappeared without a trace.
If there was no phantom of the holy beast guarding the sea of consciousness, Yuhuatian might not be able to hold on for long before being defeated by the impact of his soul.
There was anger, regret, unwillingness, and nostalgia for this world, but in the end, they all turned into a self-deprecating smile of relief...
"boom!"
Mo Yiming's face turned pale. After hundreds of years of practice, he felt weak for the first time and felt the crisis of impending death.
Xiang Yutian is his personal disciple, and it is also his important plan to enter the Hedao realm.
Immediately afterwards, Sihanfei's screams rang out.
Stupid!
The bright sword light shattered the void, the sword energy surged, and all the demonic ghosts along the way were destroyed by this sword.
The two armies collided, and the battle took a turn for the worse.
No matter how many soldiers and tribal warriors are left, how long can they survive without the protection of top experts?
Mo Yiming looked in a daze, and at this last moment, his eyes were extremely complicated.
Without Yuan Shen's attack, he seemed to be unable to deal with just the Water God Ancestor.
In line with the fierce fighting between the armies of both sides on the plain below, a tragic Sheng song was played.
He originally planned to wait until Xiang Yutian entered the Nine Heavens Realm, and then take the demon seeds from Xiang Yutian's body to enter the Hedao Realm.
This war was destined to end from the moment Si Hanfei decided to go south.
"Jiejie..."
An ordinary celestial being, with his Yuan Shen attainments, can even suppress him directly with his Yuan Shen without taking any action, plant demon seeds and drive them for him.
"Just try it!"
Mo Yiming was shocked and quickly used his skills to resist.
Ever since he became famous, he has been a peerless figure with great power. How could he ever be looked down upon so high by a junior whom he had never paid attention to?
However, the soul attack he relied on was ineffective against the Water God Ancestor, which immediately exposed the shortcomings of his fighting consciousness not matching his realm.
Therefore, he finally chose to commit suicide and took the initiative to destroy his own spiritual will...
Swish——
Just when Mo Yiming focused his attention on Yu Huatian, a huge roar suddenly sounded from below.
"Swallow, I'm here..."
Mo Yiming's heart was slightly shaken, and he quickly looked down, his pupils suddenly shrinking.
The most important thing is that he may not be able to escape even if he has his soul left.
There was a hint of solemnity in Mo Yiming's eyes, but he wasn't too worried.
So once the soul attack fails, his shortcomings will be exposed.
His best soul attack is ineffective against Yuhuatian, and his demon seed field cannot consume Yuhuatian.
Although after the physical body was destroyed, he could still be reborn with the help of his soul, but at the moment when the physical body was broken, Mo Yiming voluntarily gave up this opportunity of rebirth and chose to destroy himself.
"Are you really going to fight me to the death?" he said angrily.
Yuhuatian held his sword and stared at him coldly.
"The overall situation has been decided!"
He actually didn't even let his descendants go, and planted a demon seed in Xiang Yutian!
Mo Yiming's face changed slightly, and he immediately used his power to resist, but the next second, he was directly slashed dozens of feet away by the sword energy.
He stood on the edge, constantly affecting Mo Yiming with his weaker sword skills, making him unable to focus on dealing with the Water God Ancestor.
At this moment, a ferocious sword mark appeared on his entire chest, and around the sword mark, dense cracks spread like a spider web.
But at this moment, they were considered allies after all, and Mo Yiming couldn't help but watch Sihanfei fall.
However, the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique he practiced seemed to improve himself by depriving others of their skills, and the refining was not pure enough, which resulted in the energy in his body not being pure enough, with quantity but no quality.
But at this moment, facing the Water God Ancestor, his soul actually penetrated directly from the Water God Ancestor's body. He didn't notice where the Water God Ancestor's sea of consciousness was at all, and he didn't even sense a trace of the Water God Ancestor's soul. .
Mo Yiming's realm is indeed at the peak of the Nine Heavens Realm. He is only one step away from breaking the shackles and entering the Hedao.
This land in the Central Plains can only belong to the blood of Yan and Huang, the descendants of China!
On the contrary, Yu Huatian's swordsmanship has been able to pose a threat to him, making him very afraid.
Bang!
A cloud of blood mist exploded, and Mo Yiming's body completely disappeared.
As a generation of magicians, he has his own pride. Even if his soul is destroyed, he does not want to be destroyed by Yuhuatian again.
But now he had to admit that there was really nothing he could do about Yuhuatian on his own.
Seeing this scene, Yu Huatian sneered disdainfully.
"Well said! It's just a different stance!"
But where in the world can there be so many what-ifs?
"Boom!"
What he didn't know was that the ancestor of the Water God was no longer a living being. As the vitality of the year disappeared, the sea of consciousness also dried up, and there was no soul at all.
"Come on! Kill all these aliens!"
"Kill me!"
In addition, he has been majoring in Yuanshen in recent years, neglecting his own foundation and martial arts attainments.
Even Li Chimei, Feng Xinglie and others had died in the hands of Ye Gucheng and others.
This feeling is different from the previous one against Yuhuatian.
When targeting Yuhuatian, he managed to find Yuhuatian's sea of consciousness. After invading the sea of consciousness, he was injured by the strange white tiger beast, and suffered backlash.
I saw that Sihanfei was unable to fight back in the hands of the Water God Ancestor. In just two rounds, he was beaten back by the Water God Ancestor. His body was stained with blood and he no longer looked as majestic as before.
Yu Huatian chuckled, happily and without fear: "It's still the same old thing!"
"laugh!"
However, when the will was gone, his soul did not dissipate, but turned into a ball of the purest soul power, and it was ownerless.
If no one absorbs and refines it, it will not take long before it gradually dissipates and turns into the most original power, returning to the world.
But Yuhuatian has never been in the habit of wasting!
Looking at the huge power of the soul, Yu Huatian's eyes suddenly showed a strong color of excitement, and he couldn't wait to rush forward...
mine!
It's all mine!
(End of chapter)
