Chapter 879: The Power of the Clan
Chapter 879 The Power of the Ao Clan
"Hmph, now do you want to return the key to the Ancestral God in exchange for begging for mercy? It's too late!"
When Alach saw Lin Ye take out the bronze mirror, he thought he wanted to beg for mercy, so he said disdainfully.
But then he discovered that Lin Ye didn't seem to have the intention at all.
After the key on the bronze mirror slowly fell off, he put it in his arms.
What is he doing, is his final provocation before his death?
Alach didn't quite understand his intentions, but it didn't matter. As long as he was killed, the key would naturally come back.
With a light step under his feet, Alach's figure disappeared from the spot.
The strength of his body has already made his speed reach another level. This speed is simply something from another world for ordinary monks.
Fortunately, Lin Ye's soul is strong enough, even if he can't see Alach's traces, he still has this to deal with it. However, the true energy consumed has increased by a little, which puts a lot of pressure on him.
Where is it?
Lin Ye turned around suddenly and looked behind him. Although there was only a flash of light and shadow in his eyes, the aura had been captured by his soul.
The Yin-Yang bronze mirror in his hand immediately flipped over and faced the smooth mirror in the direction behind him.
In the bronze mirror, a key is clearly presented in the mirror.
There is clearly no key on the bronze mirror, but the reflection of the key in the mirror is still so clear.
If it weren't for seeing Lin Ye put the key in his arms before, Alach would have thought that the key in the mirror was the real body.
Immediately afterwards, the key in the Yin-Yang bronze mirror began to scatter outwards as if it were on the altar.
However, this key is now in the mirror, and the energy it radiates falls into the Yin-Yang bronze mirror, and is bound to the same direction by it.
And where the mirror faces is exactly the direction of Alach.
A copper-green beam of light was evoked straight from the bronze mirror and instantly landed on Alah who was rushing towards him.
The dazzling light magnified in Arach's eyes and fell on him in the blink of an eye. A familiar feeling emerged in his heart.
This is the power of the ancestor god!
Alach has survived in the alien beast space for so many years and is very clear about the power of the ancestor god.
Although the power in this beam is not strong, it is not a force of other natures after all.
For their Gala tribe, the power of the ancestor god is a suppressive existence regardless of its strength. It has nothing to do with strength, it is suppression from its essential nature.
The hissing sound sounded in the air, and the beam of light emitted from the bronze mirror fell onto Alach's body, like a red soldering iron immersed in ice water.
Where Arach's chest was illuminated, his originally shiny and qualitative skin instantly began to wither and rot.
Scattered minced meat fell from his chest, and the tendency of rot continued into his body.
"Ah! The power of the Ancestral God! How is this possible! How can humans possess the power of the Ancestral God!"
Alach broke free from the beam of light frantically and shouted loudly.
His crazy appearance was completely different from his previous appearance.
He pressed his hand on his chest, retreated repeatedly, muttering to himself, his three eyes widened to the maximum, and he couldn't believe everything in front of him.
Humans have always been sacrificed in the memory of their Gala tribe. This lowly race cannot be given by the ancestor god at all. As for humans who can use the power of the ancestor god, this is even more impossible in their cognition.
In fact, what he said was right. Lin Ye instinctively felt a little disgusted with the power in the bronze mirror at this moment.
He clearly felt the conflict between this power and the true qi in his body. If he was to lead this power into his body, he might collapse and die without others' actions.
Is this the power of the Ao tribe?
This was the first time Lin Ye felt the power of the Ao tribe so close. Unlike the gifts of the ancestor gods on the altar before, the power that could be absorbed by the Gala tribe is not at the same level as the power in the bronze mirror at this moment.
This strange power made Lin Ye instinctively want to release the bronze mirror in his hand, and this power seemed to be a kind of pressure for the Yin-Yang bronze mirror.
The trembling mirror made a buzzing sound, and he seemed to hear the whine of the bronze mirror.
Lin Ye quickly dissipated the beam of the bronze mirror before calming down again.
Although it was only a moment, with human magic weapons, they could withstand the power of the Gala clan, and this Yin-Yang Revolving Mirror does not seem that simple.
When Lin Ye recalled his previous life, he did not hear the news about the Yin-Yang Rotation Mirror in Jueqing Sect, which was a bit strange.
But now is not the time to think about these things. Alach is still immersed in fear of the power of the Ao tribe.
This gave Lin Ye a chance. He rushed straight to Alah opposite with the Tongtian Sword in his hand, and the bronze mirror was thrown high from his hand.
When Alach saw the bronze mirror in the air, his attention instinctively attracted the past.
Where he ignored, the silent blade had fallen on him.
How does Tongtian Sword exist? It easily breaks through Alach's body with the benefit of material alone. Furthermore, Lin Ye's target is the other party's chest that had just been injured. After Alach miscalculated, he was directly pierced by the Tongtian Sword.
At this time, the bronze mirror in the air fell back into Lin Ye's hand again, but the power of the ancestor god that Alach had been paying attention to did not appear at all.
When he came to his senses, he realized the injuries on his chest.
The Tongtian Sword had already broken a wound as big as a bowl in his chest, and the raging true energy rushed back and forth in his body. If Alah hadn't had strong strength, he would have died several times if he had been other aliens.
"ah!"
An angry roar came out of his throat. Compared to his own injuries, he was more concerned about being deceived by the bronze mirror in Lin Ye's hand.
The four arms grabbed the Tongtian Sword together and pulled it out of the body.
Blood erupted from his chest instantly, but he didn't care about it first. He raised his leg and kicked Lin Ye hard.
Alach's power was not weakened by his injury, but instead became stronger in his rage.
Although Lin Ye was guarding against his counterattack, he did not expect that he forced out the Tongtian Sword despite his own injuries. His body was under the power, and he had no time to resist it. His whole body was as if he was knocked away and he was smashed out heavily.
Alah pressed his hand against his wound, and blood kept flowing from his fingers. But his eyes were always on Lin Ye in the distance.
Chapter completed!