Chapter 5437

The whole space of Mo nest is filled with the power of the spirit which dissipates after the king's death.

When Laozu Xiaoxiao and wanmaotian Laozu showed their ferocious power, other ancestors were not idle. The next moment the third King fell, the fourth king also fell.

Although the Terran side did not fall, but all of them were injured, the luster of the spirit was not as good as the beginning.

And this war, from the beginning to the present, is only a short period of 30 minutes.

In such a short period of time, none of the twenty-two nine grades of the Terran was intact, and four kings of the Mohist family fell. Such a fierce and dangerous war never happened.

Although the Terran side of the war has been fruitful, the situation has changed dramatically.

Without mentioning their injuries, it seems that Wen Shenlian's protection will not last long. In fact, the protection of this treasure of heaven and earth has been beyond everyone's expectation. Even if it collapses at the next moment, no one will be surprised.

In addition, Xiaoxiao Laozu used Shehun stab three times in succession. The spirit was seriously damaged, and the control of Wen Shenlian was not as good as just now.

The old ancestor of ten thousand demons obviously discovered this, and did not ask Xiaoxiao to cooperate with him to kill the enemy.

On the human side, there is a risk of collective destruction at any time.

It is difficult to resolve their crisis because of their temporary advantages.

All Jiupin realized that if they didn't break the ink nest space and get out of trouble, the moment when Wen Shenlian's protection was broken was when they fell.

An old man suddenly took a step forward and said, "it's said that the right eyelid is jumping all the time today. It should be here. In this case, it can only be robbed. Taoist brothers, protect the Dharma for me!"

Next to Jiupin, he turned his head and looked at it. His expression moved: "Pingyu..."

"Don't talk nonsense." The old man murmured, "I, the king, repair the body. The spirit attack is not my strong point. It's useless to stay here. If you can open a way for you, you won't waste your whole life."

This Jiupin ancestor, known as Pingyu, was born in the king of Ming Dynasty. Although his spirit strength here is also nine grades, it is obviously weaker than others, and the attack means of the spirit are extremely single.

In short, such a battlefield is not suitable for him to play, and it is really of little use to stay.

All of us realized his intention in a flash. Many of Jiupin's faces were dim, but they couldn't stop anything.

"Dharma protector!" was immediately drunk by the Jiupin who had spoken earlier

Words fall in an instant, all nine products are urging the spirit of the secret arts and treasures, to the outside.

To the great surprise of the Mohist kings, the Terrans' attack was not directed at them, but towards the void somewhere, directly paving a channel in the chaotic battlefield.

The king of Mo nationality finally realized the Terran's attempt and roared in panic: "stop him!"

At a command, the bombardment of more than 40 kings went toward the paved passage, intending to destroy it.

But it was too late. The emperor of Ming Dynasty laughed and stepped out of the lotus stamen and walked into the passage. In an instant, he arrived at the sky somewhere. The spirit power was crazy and roared: "open it for me!"

Boom

When the Jiupin flavor is annihilated, the mountain collapse and tsunami like spirit power sweeps across the four sides and destroys the quadrupole.

The huge sound spreads in this ink nest space, and the spirits of all the strong people are rippling.

In this instant, the kings and masters of the Mo nationality were dazed by the impact. Even the protection of Wen Shenlian was fluctuating, and it seemed that it might be broken at any time.

All the kings of the Mo nationality were in a daze.

The ninth grade of the Terran Unexpectedly, a word does not agree with the self exploded spirit!

Although the Terran side is now in a bad situation and trapped in the ink nest space, they have killed four kings and the strange lotus guard, which is not in a desperate situation.

It just blew itself up?

What courage is needed to do that.

Terran It's really terrible!

At the same time, all the Terran Jiupin are staring at the sky, the next moment, all eyes a bright.

The spirit of emperor Tianzu of the Ming Dynasty exploded in vain. A crack was opened in the sky. Although the gap was not big, there were subtle flaws in the whole sealed ink nest space.

The power of Jiupin Kaitian is unimaginable.

Before that, when the four kings fell, they caused the space shock, which was just the afterwave. Now the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, under the direction of emperor Tianzu, immediately tore the space into cracks.

"Go There are nine drinks.

If there is a flaw in the blocked space, there will be a way out. When will it be better if we don't go?

However, before they could do something about it, the king lords of the Mo nationality would be crazy. The king masters were not fools. They would not know the plan of the Terran side.

If you let the Terrans escape, their ambush will become a joke.

They ambushed here with more than twice the number, but they killed four kings. Although the Terran side also fell down, they did not die in their hands.All of a sudden, Wen Shenlian's protection was unstable, and the ancestors had to resist it.

Suddenly, a powerful force came out of the sky!

This scene, let all nine grades all see the desire crack.

No one thought that the space could repair itself, and the speed was so fast that the hope of escape was dashed in a moment.

The protective light of Wen Shenlian has been dim and almost invisible. I'm afraid it will be completely broken without five rest. By that time, without the protection of Wen Shenlian, the fate of the 21 ancestors of the Terran will be worrying.

Maybe they can drag some kings to be buried with them, but the annihilation of the nine ranks of the Terran is doomed.

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At the same time, when the emperor Tianzu of the Ming Dynasty blew himself up, tearing a gap in the space of Mo nest, there was suddenly a strange energy fluctuation in the unknown land that the human race had never set foot in, which disturbed the peace for countless years.

The fluctuation was very weak, coming and going fast, and almost disappeared in an instant.

But at this time, disturbed by the wave, a thin, almost no breath figure suddenly opened his eyes.

This is a figure that can almost be called a dead man. There is no anger in his body. Even his flesh and blood are withered, leaving only a skin and bone.

Anyone who comes here doesn't think he's alive.

But when he opened his eyes, his eyes were shining like the sun, like two beams of light, penetrating into the depths of darkness and breaking through all vanity.

The next moment, the living dead suddenly burst into laughter, and I don't know how many years have not spoken. At the moment, his voice is dry and hoarse, which makes people extremely uncomfortable: "finally, do you wait for a generation of promising descendants?"

He has been here for tens of thousands of years. At the beginning, there were some like-minded people, but with the passage of time and the lack of materials, those companions fell down one by one.

Finally, he was left alone, and gradually became a living dead man.

But he did not dare to die easily, and he could not leave, otherwise his efforts would be in vain.

I don't know how many years ago, this void has become silent and can't bear any waves. However, the energy fluctuation of that moment has made him understand a lot.

Some descendants of the Terrans have begun to counter attack, and they have touched the root of the Mohist people. Otherwise, the peace that has lasted for tens of thousands of years cannot be broken.

He has been waiting for the Terran generation after generation, waiting for this day to be so long that even he will despair.

Today, when this glimmer of hope appeared in front of him, he was so happy.

Laughing, he suddenly pointed out a big hand in the dark, and said slowly: "ink, ancient supreme, why bother with younger generation."

When the big hand reached out, it was still skin and bone, but in the blink of an eye, it was full of flesh and blood, and became crystal like jade.

The calm void is completely broken, boundless ink is like boiling in general, toward the jade hand wrapped in the past.

When the jade hand moved forward for an inch, the flesh and blood fell off. When the jade hand reached into the dark center, only bones were left.

It is the big hand of the skeleton that stirs up the wind and cloud of the void.

There is a sharp fluctuation of the mind, more powerful than the nine grades, angry roar: "Cang, you dare to intervene, you are looking for death!"

The living dead, who was called Cang, chuckled: "if I don't destroy you, I don't dare to die easily."

As he spoke, his big hand slammed down.

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In the space of Mo nest, the weak protection of Wen Shenlian is almost transparent.

All Jiupin are determined to live and die. They know that they have no hope to escape from this place. Therefore, they should kill more kings before they die.

It doesn't matter if they're dead. The Mo people don't want to have a better life. They have to kill one to get their own money and two to earn blood.

The elite generation of human race is better than one generation. Without them, more Jiupin will be born later.

Xiaoxiao Laozu is a little sorry. It doesn't matter if she died here. Wen Shenlian is afraid that she will be left here, and I don't know if Yang Xiaoxiao will blame himself.

That's all right. I'm afraid he'll blame him if he's dead.

Click

The broken voice sounded in everyone's heart. After laughing at the ancestor's offering sacrifices to Wen Shenlian and insisting on 30 rest, Wen Shenlian's protection was finally broken.

All the kings were overjoyed, but soon their smiles were stiff on their faces, because at the moment when the protection of Wen Shenlian was broken, the nine grade pioneers of the human race actually took the initiative to kill them. All of them were fiercely urging the spirits to die with them.

This makes the king masters of the Mo nationality at a loss. The posture of the other side seems to be dominated by them.

But before seeing that nine grade self exploding spirit's determination, the king Lord also knew, the human race these nine grades are not afraid of death!

"Kill!" The king roared.

Terrans are not afraid of death. Are they afraid!Today's death is just to lay the foundation for the future.

The strong on both sides, in this moment, both put life and death out of consideration. It can be imagined that in the next war, there will be a succession of people who will fall.

At this time, the whole space of Mo nest suddenly vibrated violently, which was more fierce than the self explosion of emperor Tianzu just now.

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