Chapter 980： Yan Mo

980 Chapter 980

Speaking of Yan Mo, he is not a simple character. In the realm, as far as the human race is concerned, his strength is not the first, but no one can defeat him. -<>-

This is Yan Mo, the first of the younger generation of the Yan family.

Of course, this is on the bright side, and his strength is indeed not bad. At this time, he and Wu Meng resisted and did not fall behind, and the two were regarded as evenly matched.

However, because he was dragged down, the people of the human race were also engulfed in it.

"Not good!"

Yan Mo's heart was impatient, but there was nothing he could do. This witch was too embarrassing. His special magic power was not inferior to himself. Although Yan Mo had confidence to defeat him, it was not possible in a short time. .

"You can only abandon them!"

Seeing that the human race was in the midst of a hard battle, Yan Mo sighed softly, and there was a gloom in his eyes.

This is also a matter of no means. If it is delayed, it will not benefit them at all, and then all will fall here.

Therefore, we must retreat.

"withdraw!"

He gave a loud scream, and countless thunders and lightnings descended from the sky, all falling towards the heads of the surrounding Wuling people, delaying the time for everyone, and then he forced a retreat from Wumeng and swept away in the distance. Going, Haotian and others did not fall in love, no longer care about others, and escaped with one heart.

"The humble people even dare to challenge my Wuling tribe's might and leave me all,‘ witch prison ’!”

The witch was furious and covered with curses, just like markings. With the spell in his mouth, the curse on his body spread out overwhelmingly, very fast, except that Yan Mo opened a gap and escaped. All the others are trapped in this spell world.

Less than half a moment later, they were besieged again and fell into despair for a while.

"damn it!"

In less than a dozen people were killed on the spot, and even Haotian was fighting hard. Yan Mo cursed, and stopped his body full of iron.

"I said, you all have to die!"

Wu Meng's ugly face was full of smirks, and she approached Yan Mo, and her words were very proud.

"Humph!"

Yan Mo snorted slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and gritted his teeth and said, "Wuling tribe, you are so deliberate that you have used the king of the source beast as a bait to attract the elites of the four races to strike ... You are doing this Challenge the patience of the four races! "

"fart!"

He didn't say it was okay. For a moment, Wu Meng was suddenly furious, and the ones on his face were shaking for a while, and they were also very angry, and yelled, "Since you do n’t want to admit it, I can only You kill them all, and then you find them slowly! "

Although this strategy is indeed correct, the problem is that they have not yet obtained the source of God. According to Wu Yi, this source of God has definitely fallen into one of the four major races.

"Suffer!"

The mantra was densely packed, and Wu Meng, like a beast, lifted a fist thickened by the mantra and thicker than a water tank, and smashed directly into Yan Mo.

"Bafang Tianlei!"

Yan Mo's eyes were filled with thunder, and his body was covered with electric arcs. He moved his handprints, the clouds around him rolled, and the eight ray of thunder condensed. Under his control, with the overwhelming atmosphere of destruction, he successively fell towards Wengmeng. , So he had to turn offense into defense, only passive defense.

The thunder attribute is powerful, too terrible, and has the effect of paralysis. If it is solid, it can kill him in an instant.

This eight-party sky thunder is one of the peerless skills created by the ancestors of the Yan family with the advantage of the thunder attribute. It is the peak martial art of the sky.

There are eight different thunderstorms, which are inconsistent. At this moment, Wumen is around and his face is pale.

Yan Mo's strength is no less than him. If it weren't because other Wuling people were harassing Yan Mo, he wouldn't be able to compete with Yan Mo at all.

"Tian Luo Di Wang!"

Yan Mo resisted the attacks of more than 20 Wuling people around him, while condensing a large net, he covered the Wuling people who besieged the people in the distance, trying to open a way for them.

"what,……"

A few screams rang out, and the four Wuling people were directly killed by the Tianluodi net, filled with the thunder and lightning that destroyed them, and they were crushed on the spot.

"Rush!"

When Haotian and others saw this exit, they all rushed towards this side. Although both sides had losses, they still rushed out a dozen people.

However, another extrovert, dozens of people of that race have fled, and the rest have been wiped out. The situation they saw here, they rushed over quickly ...

"Quick withdrawal!"

Yan Mo couldn't control that much anymore. He forced Wumeng back again, and swept away without looking back.

He knew very well that if someone from that side rushed over, he would never leave.

"No one can escape!"

A gloomy voice came through, and I saw a dark figure flashing from a distance, like a black lightning, and instantly stopped a dozen people such as Haotian, and the mantra was locked in the sky, Trapped them in it.

This person is the second master of Wuling tribe, Wuli.

"It seems that it is still impossible to escape!"

After being trapped, Haotian and others had bitter smiles on their faces, ashamed.

This is really a desperate situation. There are two people in Wumeng and Wuli, and they have no possibility to escape.

"Fighting with them, even if you die, you will have a funeral!"

They glanced at each other and saw the opposite in their eyes.

And their goal is Wumeng.

Suddenly, all of them were madly surging their own energy, all attacking Wumeng.

"Miscellaneous people, even dare to resist, all died!"

Wuli and Wengmeng shot at the same time. The overwhelming curse was like a sky, and it fell down. The dull breath spread, making it difficult for people to breathe.

"Bang, ..."

A muffled sound resounded, blood burst out, Haotian and other dozens of strong people were suppressed, fell down, crashed into the ground, vomiting blood, and two of them directly stood on the spot.

"The cowardly ants also dare to compete with my Wuling tribe!"

Wu Li's ugly face was full of arrogance, and the tone in his mouth was very disdainful, making the look of Haotian and others even more ugly.

During this trip, only Yan Mo escaped, and the elite was almost completely damaged. More than two hundred people, including Haotian and others, were left with more than thirty ...

At this moment, a strong remorse rose in the heart of the previous impulse.

If you are acting according to plan, you are a canary, how can you fall into such a field.

"Grumbling, ..."

An extremely weird sound passed through from a distance, extremely fast, and soon, everyone could see a swamp moving towards their side.

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