842 Indestructible Battle Body Dao Cultivation Technique
"Nine Heavens Leading Thunder" is a high-level spell. In the hands of Ye Mo today, it can exert far more power than a monk at the Golden Core stage can cast this spell.
But each of these blood puppets in front of him has a body that is not weaker than a small magic weapon. Ye Mo naturally does not expect this spell to cause any harm to them. As long as this thunder spell can play its due role, it is enough.
The sky that was originally extremely clear suddenly changed, and huge dark clouds formed that covered the sky and the earth.
"Boom."
Thunder rumbled and rolled down, shaking the heaven and earth. Thousands of miles of thunderclouds rolled continuously, as if a world-destroying thunderstorm was brewing.
The dark and gloomy thunderclouds did not brew for a long time, but they were so powerful that they gave people the illusion of being over their heads, which was frightening.
Not long after, countless thunderbolts fell from the sky. Each thunderbolt was as thick as a bucket, twisting and twisting like thunder dragons rushing down, forming a divine thunder waterfall, aiming directly at the nine blood puppets below.
"Thunder spell!"
The nine blood puppets looked shocked.
It was so unexpected. They thought that Ye Mo could only control the eight-line flying sword by practicing special skills. They never thought that there would be an eighth-line monk. They never thought that an eighth-line monk would have such mixed spiritual roots.
He can actually cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.
However, Ye Mo's high-level grenade spell gave them a blow.
The thunder spell was so fast that few spells in the world could match it. The nine blood puppets were still shocked, and the large divine thunder waterfall had already enveloped them all.
The earth shook violently, countless cracks spread quickly, and the overbearing thunder spirit filled the world. In an instant, more than ten houses were destroyed by the mana fluctuations, and disappeared into ashes. All the fields and crops also disappeared, and the air was full of air.
There was a strong burnt smell permeating the air.
Soon, the smoke and dust dissipated, and several tiny lightning arcs appeared on the ground, clinging to the nine black-copper-colored human bodies.
"Is this the real body? It seems that thunder spells are of no use."
Ye Mo looked solemn as he looked at the nine puppets standing in the big pit that was struck by the divine thunder.
Under the powerful power of thunder and lightning, the extremely fragile skins of the blood puppets could not withstand any setbacks and were easily smashed to pieces. However, the puppet bodies under the skin did not show any scratches.
"If the thunder spell is effective, will it be your turn to dance in front of us?"
Of the nine puppets, two were tall and seven were small. One of the tall puppets opened his mouth and said coldly.
Ye Mo was silent when he heard this. He did take it for granted. He thought that all things are mutually reinforcing each other, and there is always a series of spells that can deal with these puppets. In fact, this is also true, but it is not just a simple thunder spell.
From this point of view, ice spells are useless, unless Ye Mo's ice spells can be practiced to the point where they can freeze small magic weapons to pieces.
But in this case, there is no other way. Apart from using the Thunder to destroy the interior, the only option is to fight hard and destroy it by force.
There is really no other way. Ye Mo doesn't mind doing this. However, even if he fights face to face, he must have some plans. He can't just waste it with nine puppets. God knows how long they can fight. Maybe he will be exhausted. These blood puppets are still alive.
It's full of life.
The nine blood puppets would not give Ye Mo time to think of a solution. After moving their bodies for a while, they used their magic weapons again and attacked Ye Mo fiercely.
Ye Mo's expression became solemn, and he also controlled the nine flying swords and fought with the nine blood puppets.
After fighting with nine blood puppets for a long time, Ye Mo couldn't help but get a headache.
Ye Mo sacrificed nine flying swords, and the nine blood puppets also sacrificed nine magic weapons. Although the magic weapons of the nine blood puppets were slightly inferior, they were not unable to compete. What gave Ye Mo a headache was that these nine blood puppets
The puppet is even more ferocious than me, a monk who practices the "God-Splitting Technique". While controlling the magic weapon to resist his own flying sword, he tries his best to bully me and use his puppet body to fight him at close range.
No matter how confident Ye Mo is, he doesn't think he can fight against a small magic weapon with his physical body. What's more, these are nine small magic weapons. Each blood puppet is equivalent to a small magic weapon. It can be imagined that the physical body is powerful.
It's not that Ye Mo hasn't tried to fight hard, on the contrary, it's only after he tried that he didn't want to fight with bare hands.
However, these nine blood puppets cooperated so well. They were like one body with each other. They entangled Ye Mo so tightly that Ye Mo couldn't get away and could only avoid them in embarrassment.
"Moonflower Sphere - Brahma!"
Ye Mo was suffocated by the pressure. Not long after the fight, his five fingers suddenly opened up, and the mana in his palms fluctuated horribly. In a blink of an eye, a moonlight-colored ball the size of a human head condensed, and he pushed it forward fiercely.
Different from the previous spells, the lowest level of this "Moon Flower Spell - Brahma" is the minor magical power level. The power of this spell is much more terrifying than the astonishing "Nine Heavens Leading Thunder", not even a blood puppet.
I was willing to take this hard hit and quickly dodge away.
"hateful!"
Ye Mo gritted his teeth, his annoyed and depressed look clearly caught the eyes of the nine blood puppets, and their attack on Ye Mo became more and more fierce.
However, they soon felt something was wrong.
Although Ye Mo has been suppressed by them, he has never been seriously injured, and he still has time to condense the magic balls to attack them. Even if none of these magic balls can hit, Ye Mo still keeps gathering the magic balls to attack.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Mo had condensed six magic balls, but all of them were empty.
No matter how slow the blood puppet thought, he still felt something was wrong at this moment and looked at Ye Mo with doubts.
"Discovered it? Unfortunately, it's too late."
Ye Mo saw the weird expressions of the nine blood puppets looking at each other and chuckled. The expressions of the nine blood puppets suddenly changed and they hurriedly retreated.
Unfortunately, before they could retreat, Ye Mo groaned softly and blurted out: "Banhua - broken!"
The word "Bro" is like a sound from the sky, or like the sound of a drum in the evening and the sound of a bell in the morning. It makes the bodies of the nine blood puppets tremble slightly, and their eyes are full of disbelief.
"boom!"
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With a "bang", Ye Mo sat down on the ground, lying facelessly on the ground, gasping for air.
While fighting with the nine flying swords, racking his brains to calculate the nine blood puppets, and condensing six moonlight magic balls, he finally used "Brahma Flower Smash", but he was really exhausted.
You must know that each Moon Flower Spell is equivalent to a small magical spell. With Ye Mo's cultivation level, he can issue at most six, but in this way, the magic power of "Brahma Flower Break" is not enough.
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But now, Ye Mo not only condensed six magic balls, but also used "Brahma Flower Break" to detonate six magic balls, which really drained the magic power from him. Physically and mentally, Ye Mo was extremely exhausted.
You can't even pretend to be fine.
If he hadn't killed the two blood puppets at the beginning, it would have been too difficult for Ye Mo to win. This was also a very risky move. Ye Mo shook his head secretly, and he would never do this casually in the future.
Not long after lying down, Ye Mo sat up cross-legged again, took out the elixir from the storage bag and drank it, then summoned the five-headed kangaroo demon from the miniature world, and then he was relieved to regain his mana.
Three hours passed.
Ye Mo stood up energetically and let the five-headed kangaroo demon return to the miniature world.
It is not clear how many monks came from all forces this time, but with a little investigation, they will definitely be able to find out. Normally, it is not convenient for Ye Mo to let the kangaroo demon, Ali and other demon clans come out, and this is also a trump card.
It's better to expose it.
After all, Ye Mo knows the horror of inertial thinking. Everyone knows that he majors in magic and mainly uses flying swords. Suddenly summoning several Nascent Soul stage pet beasts will make anyone panic. This is his trump card, including Ye Mo's "
"Tian Kui Ba Ti Jue" and the Forbidden Formation Disk presented by Su Zizhen, the combination of the two makes Ye Mo even more ferocious under certain circumstances.
Later, after Ye Mo checked in the small village, he walked out of the peach blossom forest and walked up the river along the medium-sized river.
After walking out of this area, Ye Mo quickly met other foreign monks. Ye Mo did not express any hostility, and the monks from the Immortal City Alliance did not take the initiative to provoke Ye Mo.
After walking some distance, Ye Mo realized how terrifying this blood puppet was.
From other monks, Ye Mo learned that the hidden danger of blood puppets in various forces had exploded, and many monks had fallen because of it, and even the Venerable had lost two of them, which was shocking.
Not only that, due to the instant teleportation, various forces have been completely separated and dispersed. Countless blood puppets took the opportunity to pretend to be monks from various forces, and waited for opportunities to attack and kill after approaching. The success rate was extremely high, so the various forces were panicked, and the most feared thing was
Instead of seeing the indigenous demon clan and hostile monk forces, we saw our own people!
All in all, all the forces are in chaos. Many monks would rather go alone than go with the monks of the same force. Is this news? The demon cultivator of Mo Xiaozong told Ye Mo. Ye Mo could only get it easily after he proved his identity.
trust.
In addition, Ye Mo also learned a shocking news: it turns out that after the venerables entered this place, they were not exactly the same as the Yuanying monks. They had special privileges, that is, they could cast weakened versions of great magical powers.
, it consumes a lot of mana, but it absolutely crushes the Nascent Soul monks.
After learning this news, all the venerables finally breathed a sigh of relief, while some unlucky Nascent Soul cultivators, because of their arrogance, offended the venerables, perished in ashes.
Ye Mo didn't expect that so many things happened in just a few days, but he didn't pay attention to them. He continued to go up the river and had already covered a long distance.
On this day, Ye Mo cast his wind spell and galloped through the forest.
As fast as lightning, his elegant figure left a trail of afterimages, passing through tall mountains and mountains, with cold smoke drifting away at his feet, maintaining his extremely astonishing speed.
Still climbing over a mountain, Ye Mo's keen sense noticed the difference in this mountain. His fast figure immediately slowed down, and then hid behind a hidden rock, his aura as weak as earth and stone.
Opening your eyes and looking into the distance, you can see a figure as straight as a gun and a slightly stooped figure facing each other on the top of the mountain. Their breath is as heavy as a mountain. The two figures are like straight mountains, constantly colliding violently.
The upright figure was dressed in black tight-fitting coarse linen clothes, holding a gray-white sword made of rock, with thick sword eyebrows across his eyes, exuding a sharp and murderous aura.
The other figure has thick and lush hair all over the body, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and eight strong and powerful arms with knotted veins growing out of his ribs. His eyes are full of spirituality and evil aura, and are extremely fierce. The monk is beating his chest and holding a big sword to attack hard.
Huge mana fluctuations stirred up the storm.
"The monks from the Sword Demon Palace and the eight-armed monster ape? How did they get together with one person and one monster?"
Ye Mo hid in the dark, feeling doubtful in his heart.
The eight-armed monster ape is a long-extinct monster clan. In other words, it is an indigenous monster clan. Unless the human race takes the initiative to provoke them, or competes for natural materials and treasures, the indigenous monster clan will not provoke foreign monks casually.
However, even so, Ye Mo was not interested in this fight between a man and a monster.
What really interested Ye Mo was the powerful body of this eight-armed demon ape. For some reason, Ye Mo felt a familiar smell on it, which was incredible.
This indigenous demon clan was trapped here a hundred thousand years ago, but Ye Mo felt a familiar feeling in its demon skills, which was enough to make Ye Mo interested.
The battle between the monks from the Sword Demon Palace and the eight-armed monster ape quickly determined the winner.
Although the monks from the Sword Demon Palace have a higher level of cultivation than the Eight-armed Demon Ape, the Eight-armed Demon Ape is really overbearing and unparalleled. He beat the monks from the Sword Demon Palace until they lost their temper. In the end, they seized on the flaw and beat the monks from the Sword Demon Palace until they vomited blood, and then
It was torn in half on the spot and fell directly!
However, even though the eight-armed demon ape won, it was a miserable victory. One of his arms was cut off, making him extremely embarrassed.
This is the time.
Ye Mo dusted off the dust on his body, and Shi Shiran walked out from his hiding place, looking at the eight-armed monster ape with a smile, walking slowly and slowly.
The eight-armed demon ape discovered Ye Mo immediately. It never expected that there would be a human race, an outsider, hidden on this mountain so close.
The eight-armed demon ape is also well-informed. He has seen this kind of mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind it countless times. Although it happened to him this time, there were not many accidents. His ferocity remained undiminished and he was ruthless.
He bared his teeth at Ye Mo and warned Ye Mo not to get close.
"The little monkey is quite fierce."
Ye Mo saw this and said lightly.
Little...monkey?
The eight-armed demon ape was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. His seven arms were waving around wildly, pointing at Ye Mo and screaming continuously. Apparently, he was very angry at Ye Mo's understatement.
After hundreds of years of practice, few monsters dare to call themselves little monkeys. How could such a bold alien race dare to be so disrespectful to me? It is simply unreasonable.
"Hey! Are you a human race looking for death? If you know better, kneel down and salute quickly, and then get out of this mountain. Otherwise, he will be your role model."
The eight-armed demon ape warned with a sharp voice and bared teeth.
Con Ye was silent and said casually, "If you were not injured, I could do two things for you. It's a pity, it's a pity. You were so badly injured, I'm afraid I won't be able to do even one."
"Despicable, shameless!"
The face of the eight-armed demon turned red with anger.
"Well said, now I give you two choices: First, resist to the end, and I will torture you to death bit by bit. I heard that there is a way to eat monkey brains alive, maybe I can try it this time.
Second, if I ask, you answer, be obedient, and I will give you a good time."
Ye Mo's expression remained unchanged, as if everything was under control and he was confident.
The poor eight-armed demon ape was so upright that it even asked itself how to eat monkey brains alive. As a result, it was naturally very angry. At the same time, there was a sense of fear in its eyes. At this moment, it actually felt that those mortals in the world were more powerful than others.
The monsters here are scary.
The eight-armed demon ape turned pale when he thought of eating monkey brains alive. Under Ye Mo's eyes, which were like looking at delicious food, the eight-armed demon ape finally couldn't bear it anymore and chose to cooperate.
Seeing that the eight-armed demon ape cooperated obediently, Ye Mo didn't waste any words. He activated the "Tiankui Ba Ti Jue" and his dragon-like strength once again surged several times. At the same time, the eight-armed demon ape's eyes widened.
"Immortal combat body! It turns out that what you cultivate is also a branch of the immortal combat body."
The high-pitched voice of the eight-armed demon ape was full of vibrations.
"What is the immortal battle body?"
Ye Mo's eyes flashed with a bright light and he asked.
Knowing that Ye Mo was cultivating the branch of the Immortal War Body, the eight-armed demon ape's eyes became much more complex. He looked at Ye Mo for a long time before sighing, turning his head to look at the distant sky, and said: "You don't know about the Immortal War Body, but
You should know the original nine most powerful princes of the Kunpeng Divine Sect."
Ye Mo nodded, of course he knew this.
The eight-armed demon ape continued: "Immortal Blood King, Immortal Martial King, Undefeated War King, what can you think of?"
Ye Mo's body shook and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"The Immortal Combat Body, to be precise, should be called the "Immortal Combat Body Dao Cultivation Technique", which is above the great supernatural power spells and at the same level as the Dao Dao spells."
The eight-armed demon ape's voice was suddenly full of pride.