Demon Tower did not hesitate to fight, and his body disappeared on the spot at a very fast speed. Almost in an instant, he escaped from the joint force of the mountain giant ape and the golden insect guard and appeared in another uninhabited space.
"Why do I need to fight you? I just need to drain your vitality." Molou laughed loudly, his eyes full of conspiracy. "The speed of recovery of vitality among the cultivators of the God Transformation is much faster than that of the Yuanying cultivators.
I don’t know how many times faster, I’ll just see how much energy you have left to consume.”
"It's enough to kill you." The giant mountain ape roared and continued to charge forward.
The cultivators who were watching around, including numerous demon cultivators and human cultivators hiding in the dark, all looked shocked as they watched the battle in mid-air.
In the peak battle of Nascent Soul and the early stage of becoming a god, he can still take the initiative. This is crazy!
Among the demons, there were many monks who were at the peak of Nascent Soul and half-step into gods. They were completely stunned by the sight before them.
In the same realm, why is he so strong?
Almost everyone thinks that the battle between Yuanying monk and Transformation monk is a joke.
There is one level of cultivation, one level and one level. Moreover, the two sides are still two levels apart, and there is still a big level difference.
At this moment, everyone's views on cultivation have been subverted.
In mid-air, the battle became intense.
The dark body of the mountain giant ape is like a wild beast.
Under his physical attack, Molou fought and retreated without any counterattack.
The monks around him gradually realized that the Demon Tower had been recharging its energy and had not been knocked down at all.
"It's still quite different!"
"After all, there is a difference between two realms, between Nascent Soul and Transformation God."
"Ye Xiong will lose this battle."
The demon cultivators all around started whispering, but no one thought highly of Ye Xiong.
The God-Transforming Monk is too powerful. If he cannot kill the opponent in a short time, there is no way he can win.
No one around saw any signs of deterioration in the Magic Tower.
"Is this your strength?" Molou sneered.
After just a round of testing, he could basically see that Ye Xiong's strength had not increased at all compared to four years ago.
The only improvement is that there are more than a hundred bugs, but these bugs obviously cannot pose a threat to him.
After a round of strong attacks to no avail, Ye Xiong stopped and stopped attacking. The body of the mountain giant ape quickly shrank and returned to its normal size.
With Molou's speed, he didn't want to fight with him, and Ye Xiong had no choice.
Ye Xiong took out a rejuvenating elixir from his body and drank it.
If the Demon Tower doesn't take the initiative to attack, he won't attack at all. Anyway, it's just a waste. Let's see who can't help but take the initiative.
Finally, he simply sat cross-legged in mid-air and started to make luck, with more than a hundred gold insect guards surrounding him to protect him.
The Demon Tower was a few kilometers away from him, and his eyes kept flickering, but he still didn't attack, as if he was still worried about something.
This guy is so suspicious, it’s really hard to get him fooled! Ye Xiong thought to himself.
"Mo Lou, you are such a shy turtle, you still don't dare to take the initiative?" Ye Xiong's voice was full of mockery, and said: "If you don't take action, then wait slowly, and then follow me after I recover my strength.
You fought."
He simply closed his eyes and his luck returned.
There was a huge uproar all around. No one thought that Ye Xiong would be so arrogant. Facing the cultivator of the Transformation of God, he actually healed his wounds in front of him. Doesn't this mean that he doesn't take the Demon Tower seriously at all?
Molou's eyes kept rolling. Suddenly, he turned into a black light and struck towards Ye Xiong with lightning.
Before the person arrived, a powerful force of law had already rushed over crazily.
If he is so provoked by the opponent, if he doesn't take action, he will win and will be laughed at by his subordinates in the future.
Ye Xiong opened his eyes and stood up, facing the harsh and terrifying attack without any fear.
Not only did he not give in, on the contrary, he took the initiative to meet him.
His behavior made everyone around him confused.
Molou's vitality is stronger than him, his aura is stronger than him, and he takes the initiative to attack. In terms of aura and speed, he is much better than him.
Ye Xiong's continuous attacks have consumed a lot of his energy. The gap between the two of them has become more and more obvious. From the perspective of the people around him, what Ye Xiong is doing at this moment is
Hit an egg against a stone.
boom!
The two drums exploded in mid-air with great momentum.
Ye Xiong's body flew backwards, falling dozens of kilometers, and a rain of blood spurted out of his mouth.
On the other hand, Molou, although he also retreated, was obviously much better than him.
How could Molou give up such a good opportunity? When his body retreated and flew out, it instantly acted like a spring and continued to attack Ye Xiong.
The demonic energy condensed into a dark demonic spear in front of him, pressing forward with devastating pressure.
If this thorn can hit the target, Ye Xiong will have to shed his skin even if he doesn't die.
Faced with such a powerful blow, Ye Xiong still did not dodge, condensing layer after layer of defense on his body.
Ice shield, earth barrier, true energy body protection, invincible golden body, he even let those golden insect guards stand in front of him.
With so many layers of defense, Ye Xiong firmly believed that he could resist this attack.
Danger and opportunity coexist. The best opportunity to attack is when the Demon Tower attacks. If Ye Xiong dodges at this moment, there will be no chance to counterattack.
It's just that his approach, in the eyes of outsiders, is to injure the enemy eight hundred and lose one thousand to himself.
"Do you think these defenses can be defended? You are too naive."
Molou sneered, and his body surged with demonic energy. The demonic energy poured into the demonic spear, and the powerful pressure caused the world to change color.
Vaguely, one can feel the power of the One-Drum Law from the black spear.
Suddenly, the magic spear spun, and the three layers of defense outside Ye Xiong's body were instantly broken, and the golden insect guards were also ejected.
Finally, the magic spear had penetrated Ye Xiong's chest, leaving only the last layer of the indestructible golden body supporting it.
The two of them changed from fighting for strength to fighting for strength.
"Let me see how you escaped death today." Molou laughed heartily, pulling his life to destroy the demonic energy, and the demonic spear pierced Ye Xiong's heart bit by bit.
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Youming stared at the water mirror intently, his heart in his throat, and he almost screamed.
Suzaku closed her eyes and didn't dare to look. She couldn't believe that such a terrible thing happened to this man just after she met him.
Will he die?
Bailitu's face fell. He didn't understand why five years had passed and Ye Xiong had become so reckless and foolhardy. Isn't this kind of tactics looking for death?
Everyone's eyes watched as the magic spear pierced into Ye Xiong's heart bit by bit.
Just when the righteous people hoped for a miracle, the miracle did not happen. Finally, the magic spear penetrated Ye Xiong's body and passed through his chest.
Blood gushed out from Ye Xiong's chest, carrying a wild taste.
"Everything is over. You can make me consume so much, and you deserve to die." Molou sneered.
"You are wrong, this is just the beginning." Ye Xiong's mouth that vomited blood suddenly showed a cold, devilish smile.
The next moment, he suddenly grabbed the magic spear with his left hand, and at the same time, he stabbed it in with the Bodhi Sword in his right hand.
"Impossible, you have been penetrated through the heart, how can you still resist?" Molou was shocked, never dreaming that Ye Xiong could still resist.
As expected of a monk who transformed into gods, at such a close distance and at such a fast speed, he was able to retreat at extremely high speeds, with his chest almost touching the Bodhi Divine Sword as he retreated.
Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly, a danger struck from behind.