Chapter 69: So close and so far away

Mo Hun looked closely and found that Qi Yu's tricks seemed simple, but in fact they were infinitely mysterious.

The sky, which was originally clear, turned completely dark under the cover of the miserable rain. It was as dark as night and I couldn't see my fingers. The sound of rain falling on my ears was also confusing.

Although the rain that keeps falling has no offensive power, it keeps coming from all directions, making it difficult to grasp the exact location of the opponent.

What's even more troublesome is that there are nine opponents. If he wants to defeat nine enemies whose cultivation level is as high as his, or may be one point higher than his own, Mo Hun's eyes feel heavy.

Whoosh

Whoosh

Whoosh

Three eager black shadows came through at the speed of light. The long sword in his hand hit the raindrops and made a few crisp sounds, but these sounds were fleeting. Mo Hun could only avoid them, but he could not use them.

It was impossible to stop them with the sword in his hand, not even one of them.

Whoosh

Whoosh

Whoosh

Almost at the same moment of breathing, Mo Hun had just dodged the three attacks just now. Before his body could stabilize, three more figures flashed past him. He was unable to dodge and was stabbed three times.

Although the wound was not deep, the bright red blood still flowed to the ground along with the rain, forming a large red patch.

Whoosh

Whoosh

Whoosh

So fast~

Before Mo Hun could recover from the pain of his injury, he was struck by three more swords.

"Uh~~Ah!!!!" A long roar pierced the heaven and the earth, and the blood in Mo Hun's body boiled again, and the devil's breath in his body was like the water of the Yellow River, roaring with all his life.

The urgent and continuous offensive obviously paused for a moment. It was obvious that the first round of the nine figures' attacks had been completed.

But this short pause was enough for Mo Hun.

Because at this moment, Mo Hun's whole body was as dark as night, and the long sword in his hand turned into the dark night without knowing when.

Somehow, Mo Hun had already felt that the next wave of rain-like attacks was about to come.

"Dark King~" roared out from his mouth, at the same time as the first three-person sword formation arrived.

Whoosh

Whoosh

Whoosh

Boom~~~~~~

The urgent voices were connected together. The voices should have been drowned, but they were harsh and loud.

"You were defeated by this move again. However, I don't believe you can use this move three times in a row. I can feel that your body will be almost exhausted after the last time you use it."

The Tao clone, holding back the bone-gnawing pain like insect bites at this moment, gritted his teeth and said.

Indeed, as General Li said, although Mo Hun's Dark King move is very domineering, it consumes so much magic power that I can't even imagine.

When the magic power is full, it is very difficult to be able to use one move, but in this case, even if I burn my soul, I can't die under this miserable rain, because there is still someone waiting for me.

Whoosh

Whoosh

Whoosh

After General Li finished speaking, there was another sharp sound of piercing the air when three long swords slashed through the air.

But almost at the same time, Mo Hun also murmured a spell in his mouth. This spell became the last memory of these three souls in the world.

"Open the sky~"

As Mo Hun finished speaking, the three souls that were about to pass by Mo Hun from three directions suddenly stopped.

It was just a very conventional sword, with no strength, speed or accuracy at all, but this sword tore these three souls apart.

Including the three souls that were still in pain before, six souls have now been destroyed by Mo Hun's sword.

But Mo Hun's body was also used to the extreme. He couldn't exert any strength, and his whole body was weak. He was swaying in the wind and rain. If he was not careful, he might fall. At that time, he would never have the chance to stand up.

"Qiyu."

Three voices came from three different directions, and the nearest ones were several feet away.

Although Mo Hun could hear the three of them speaking in unison, he could not take any action because he could not kill enemies from three directions at the same moment. Even if he killed one of them with all his strength, he would not be spared.

The remaining two souls will definitely cut themselves open like a watermelon.

"The devil has returned~~The devils are safe~~Consecrate your blood~~Sacrifice the reincarnation~~Let me lead you to create the myth of the devil!"

Just when he heard the words "Qi Yu", Mo Hun's silent throat began to read out such a paragraph.

"The devil has returned~~The devils are safe~~Consecrate your blood~~Sacrifice the reincarnation~~Let me lead you to create the myth of the devil!"

Big curse.

Dark night ~ falling rain.

At such a moment, one person and three souls were preparing for their final blow.

I saw Heiye and Qiyu like a cake that was cut into three parts, each part flying rapidly in one direction.

The next moment~~

The sky and the earth will return to the clearness they deserve.

The last word of the great curse has also been recited.

Whoosh

Whoosh

Whoosh

Soul Eater~

Daybreak.

I saw Mo Hun's body that was about to collapse, and his long figure standing quietly, his hands reaching forward and left and right, grabbing a head with one hand.

A third person passed in front of him with a long sword, and the long sword blade was exposed behind him. The sword body was covered with blood, and a drop of crystal blood was extremely clear under the bright sunshine.

"Now, you can give me a suitable name for that sword."

Mo Hun's shriveled body was rapidly filling up, like a balloon that was slowly inflating.

The blood flowed back from Mo Hun's face, and his face was miserable, but he was still talking with great interest at this moment.

General Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the soul that quickly withered under Mo Hun's hands, and murmured: "Soul-eating hand, you really know how to use the soul-eating hand, the lord of all demons~ It is indeed the soul of all demons."

Lord, why don’t you call your sword the Demon Sword?”

After saying that, General Li slowly pulled out the sword, and the dull friction sound of metal and flesh was heard, until the sword was fully drawn out.

"Okay, let's call it the Demon Sword." Mo Hun pressed the wound hard, as if a layer of magical Tianlun had been applied to it, and the bleeding wound healed instantly.

The souls on the left and right sides have long been sucked dry, turning into a steady stream of energy, enriching Mo Hun's body.

Mo Hun stuck out his tongue, vigorously licked away the blood around the corners of his mouth and on his teeth, and said happily: "The soul-eating hand is more useful than I thought. Now, I am confident to take your seventh sword.

"

General Li took a breath, and a trace of fear flashed in his stern eyes. The man in front of him had escaped from death many times. Every time he thought he was dead, he survived and became even more powerful.

Horrible, more bloodthirsty, and as dark as the night sky, unable to see clearly.

"Mo Hun, please let me call you for the last time and for the first time. Although we rarely meet, I can see that you must be a loyal person." General Li said with pious eyes.

Mo Hun nodded and said with a smile: "If you have anything to say, just tell me. I don't regard you as an enemy now."

General Li smiled heartily and said: "Haha, in that case, I want to tell you a secret. The secret is that when you reach the level of the devil, you must go to the underworld."

When he said the word "secret", General Li's tone suddenly became very mysterious. When spoken in such a tone, even if it was not a secret, it became a secret.

Due to the presence of a man in white not far away, although Mo Hun didn't know what General Li meant by these words, he didn't ask in detail. He was still far away from the realm of the Demon God. Although he said that the Demon Emperor and the Demon God

It's only a step away, but that's theoretical after all.

Since ancient times, how many people have sacrificed their lives for this one step, turning from black hair to white hair. This step is as difficult as reaching the sky.

However, Mo Hun still nodded solemnly and agreed to General Li.

General Li saw this in his eyes, and there was a trace of joy in the corner of his mouth. Then he glanced at Mo Hun with deep meaning and said: "The seventh sword, you have to look carefully. I can only use it once. This opportunity is rare."

Mo Hun frowned, looking at General Li's complicated expression, he couldn't help but solemnly nodded again.
To be continued...