The Mad Cultivator - ~ Volume 70: Battle

Out of Seventies: War

Mowuhai stood in the void. At this time, the magic in the space had disappeared, and people outside could see the scene inside.

"Twelve days of the Demon Race, it's too strong. Twelve times the power, this is too scary."

"Yeah, a single blow from Mo Wuhai is enough to destroy the Holy Land. How powerful is twelve times the power."

Countless monks are hotly discussing, this is definitely a battle that is enough to go down in history. After the war, I'm afraid there is nowhere to look for the Holy Land.

At this time, the Jinjia people were still changing, from the original three heads and six arms to six heads and twelve arms.

All twelve arms held the same knife.

Mo Wuhai still did not move at this time. Twelve arms were slammed out. The twelve knife shadows converged into a golden light sword.

When Mo Wuhai was in front of him, the Great Sword was turned into twelve again, and it was cut from all directions.

Daoguang intersects, golden light radiates, Mo Wuhai is beheaded again. But in another place, Mo Wuhai appeared again.

This time everyone can clearly see that what was just killed was just a ray of spirit from Wuwuhai. But why can Mo Wuhai's soul be substantive and possess the same momentum as him?

Mowu Hai is a ghost, and his exercises are all about souls. This is a trick he has cultivated in a small world for millions of years.

He can devour souls, and so can he let them go. In this way, even if you kill his body, as long as there is a trace of soul running away, he can still be reborn.

This kind of exercises is almost against the sky, and it is also shocking. Who wants to get strong exercises, even if it is the Twelve Days of the Devil, or the Lord of the Holy Land, who sees this kind of exercises Do not shoot greedy eyes.

Even the audience in the audience gave off a glowing glow. With this technique, no matter who they met, they would not necessarily die, they would even break the deadlock and fight against each other.

"Magic and no sea, do you think you have such a soul-splitting technique, is it very powerful? Tell you that in front of absolute strength, your little engraving tricks are simply signs of running out of oil and lamps. You must either hand over this set of exercises, or You will have to endure even more violent crushing. You choose. "Every time the Jinjia people sounded, there were twelve echoes, which was very strange.

"Originally, you want this method? Why didn't you say it earlier, don't you know that I don't give it to you? The key is you don't want me to give it to you. Now you want it, you say I want to give it to you. Is it for you alone? Twelve of you? "Mo Wuhai said with a smile.

"It's enough to give one, and we now have the same mind." The twelve answered at the same time.

"Well then, you pick it up." Mo Wuhai took out a piece of jade Jank, put it on his forehead, and printed the content of this exercise. It was then thrown to the Jinjia people.

Twelve people got Yujian on their forehead and started watching.

The Jinjia people showed a shocking look, but Mowuhai gave them a real content.

"Hundreds of millions of monks contribute their lives and voluntarily let you devour. You not only get the power of the ghost, but also the heart of the ghost. Integrate the heart of the ghost, and continue to sacrifice for thousands of years, As long as you do n’t die, the heart of the ghost will never die. If the heart of the ghost doesn't die, you won't die. And the heart of the ghost can generate hundreds of millions of ghosts. If the ghost doesn't die, you will never die. ”

After the gold price person read it, he was speechless. This exercise is too bad, but where to find hundreds of millions of ghosts for himself to absorb, and billions of ghosts agree, this is simply impossible. If this exercise is true Yes, Mo Wuhai cultivated to Dacheng, wouldn't anyone be able to kill him?

"Devil without seas, your exercises are good, but let hundreds of millions of ghosts agree to let you absorb, and be willing, such things will never happen. Your exercises are useless to me, you still have to die." Jin Jia People said coldly.

"Ao? You don't believe it?" Mo Wuhai finished, and a black heart appeared above his head, and the black heart kept beating.

Silhouettes constantly floated from the heart, and suddenly filled the entire space nearby, even these silhouettes were held together and pressed together. But it can still be seen that these people are all magical. Substantial soul.

"There are billions of these?" Mo Wuhai's voice came, as if the horses were galloping, endless. Hundreds of millions of people spoke at the same time, and the sound shook the earth. The whole earth cracked.

Some monks near the battlefield were directly shocked by the sound of these hundreds of thousands of sounds, and fell to the ground and rolled.

"Twelve days, right? Do you think you have 12 times my strength? Tell you that you don't need power to defeat you."

"Devil has no sea, you seek your own way of death." Jin Jiaren said, the magic of his body seemed to be ignited, but he was still changing.

The Jinjia people directly became two arms and a skull.

"Twelve days, come back to normal? Then let you see my magical power at the bottom." After finishing Wuwuhai, he stood quietly in the void, and looked at the Jinjia people coldly.

The sword in the hands of the Jinjia people danced, and each knife cut in the void would break the space. Broken space exudes a violent space hurricane.

These hurricanes were lifted by the knife light, and swept continuously towards the magical sea. Everyone knows that few people who are caught by the space storm can survive, because the space storm is mixed with different space debris.

Once hit by space debris ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ your body will be divided into countless portions and dropped into different spaces. As you can imagine, after you have done thousands of swords, your meat has been made different. I am afraid that the space is immortal, if you can not find all your meat.

Mo Wuhai laughed, he was still smiling so strange. He raised his hand and waved it, billions of figures turned into a black iron chain.

The black iron chain walked between the gaps in the storm, as if a dragon was swimming in the sea.

"Lock God." Mo Wuhai slammed, this black soul chain suddenly speeded up, the speed is too fast, almost to the human cognition.

The iron chain was put on the body of the Jinjia people, and a horror flashed in the eyes of the Jinjia people.

At this time, the storm had hung near Mowuhai, and Mowuhai shattered the nearby void with a sword. The space storm appeared and collided with the Jinjia people's storm, and then disappeared. This is based on the power of space. Both use space power, but it seems that Mo Wuhai's method is more beautiful and defends by attack.

Mo Wuhai bypassed the storm and appeared in front of the Jinjia people. "To spare you today, but death can be circumvented, and living sin cannot escape. Let you see my other magical power."