Chapter 207: The killing star is coming, the soul is buried and destroyed
Xuanhuang Qiongye, an ancient tribe that rarely appears in front of the world, buries its souls.
Today, a cold figure surrounded by majestic sword energy came in with a solemn step.
Figures were flying among the walls of the dead-silent houses, and tragic sounds suddenly started.
Ah~
"Enemy attack..."
Almost at the same time, the Soul Burial Directors noticed something strange and arrived in the form of light.
"The brave man dares to come to our Soul Burial House to commit murder."
When everyone arrived and saw the tragic death of their clan members, they were furious. One of them, a rough and arrogant man with a beard on his face, directly raised his palm to raise the yuan, intending to kill the murderer. Just when he was about to take action, a soft voice came from behind him.
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"Wu Ben is attacking the enemy, retreat."
He saw a man wearing a cursed robe with yellow talismans all over his body, stepping out with his right foot and crossing over in front of everyone.
"Lao Su."
All the chief ministers bowed and saluted the visitor.
He waved his hand casually, careful not to look at the intruder. He suddenly shrank, obviously recognizing the person.
The visitor is none other than Mo Lisao, who is now regarded as the God of War by all the people in Demon City.
The Soul Buried Tribe has little contact with the outside world, but he is different from others. He and his father Xuanhuang Qindao both have the ambition to dominate the world. In order to realize this ideal, Shen Buhu has much higher requirements for himself than those of his subordinates, so
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"In the middle of the night, you came to the door to provoke me. Your Excellency has gone too far."
Although the other party is famous, Shen Buhai still maintains the arrogance of the Soul Burying Family. He is confident that no matter how strong the other party is, he will never be stronger than his father.
But he will soon regret his previous thoughts, because the strength of the person coming has exceeded his vision.
I saw Mo Li Sao holding the invincible bag behind him and vomiting softly.
"Is there any?"
The next moment, the sword energy exploded, and the sword energy flying around the body suddenly stopped, and then shot out in all directions.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Dozens of sword auras transformed into death-seeking gods, traveling throughout the Soul Burial Tribe.
The sword energy broke through the air and penetrated at every crack. The sleeping Soul Buried tribesmen were unaware of it. In less than a moment of incense, blood flowed out from each room and trickled down at Mo Li Sao's feet.
This scene horrified everyone in the Soul Burial family. They thought that they had mastered the soul-eating practice by capturing innocent people, but they didn't expect that this person was even more cruel. He would kill an entire clan without even using a stick of incense.
Seeing the blood flowing away from the killing god in front of him and flowing to his feet, Shen Buhuang was filled with fear deep in his eyes. The other Soul Burial Chiefs were not much better, they were all stunned in place and unable to use their hands and feet.
Like those two guys, Mo Lisao also sensed the situation of his main body and knew that he didn't have much time. Therefore, as soon as he got the Invincible, he was provoked by the Poison Emperor, so he directly killed the Soul Burial Family.
He came to the Demon City for only two purposes, to level up and to eliminate the Soul Burying Family and the Demonic Breath Emperor. The purpose was to reduce the variables in Kunpeng's plan as much as possible.
"Killing people, feeding on their souls, walking with your right foot first, you...have already taken the way to death."
Seeing the killer star approaching, be careful not to shout loudly.
"Everyone joins hands to kill this official."
Lieshan Enemy responded, Youji Zhenlian and other commanders woke up from the sound of shouting, and together they cast the soul-burial spell, and suddenly a series of soul-disturbing sound waves swept towards Mo Lisao.
When everyone took action, Shen Buhu took the opportunity to quietly disappear and fled the scene.
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In the Xuanhuang wilderness, beneath the ground, a confined space is covered with corpses. A dense aura of death lingers around the bones, and resentment lingers.
Hundreds of strange formations extend all the way to an altar in the center. On top of the altar, a wild-haired tyrant floats cross-legged, with a strange blood glow emitting from his body.
The cultivator with Shen Xin suddenly opened his eyes and murmured.
"Strange, why are today's blood sacrifices and soul feasts so intense?"
Just treating it as a subordinate doing his duty, without thinking much, Xuanhuang Qiongdao closed his eyes and greedily sucked in the blood soul power in the formation.
"Poor Lord, something bad is going on."
The door to the secret room suddenly opened, and a panicked voice was heard.
Xuanhuang Qiongdao opened his eyes, flew from the altar to Shen Buha, and angrily shouted: "You are so rude, have you forgotten my teachings?"
"My poor Lord, forgive me."
Shen Buhui quickly bowed his head. Although they were father and son, there was no emotion shown at this moment, only superiority and inferiority.
"Tell me, what happened?" Xuanhuang asked in a confused tone.
It seemed that the person in front of him gave him a sense of security. Shen Buhu calmed down a little, raised his head and spoke about the situation at a very fast speed.
"Mo Li Sao went crazy for some reason and suddenly came to kill her. The whole clan has been...all wiped out."
"What!"
Xuanhuang Qiongdao was shocked, then thought of something, and turned to look at the altar.
"No wonder today's blood sacrifice..."
Looking back at his son with his head lowered, Xuanhuang Qiongdao's eyes flashed with fierceness, "How do you think Mo Lisao's strength compares to that of a father?"
Hearing Xuanhuang Qiongdao call himself his father, I was careful not to feel a tremor in my heart.
This moment finally came, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly.
"Haer... I don't know." Shen Buhu buried his head firmly and tried to calm his tone.
"I really don't know."
The familiar voice of Xuanhuang Qiongdao sounded again.
"I'm afraid...I'm afraid I'm not under the poor master."
After saying this, fear was not in his heart, he raised his head carefully, and said with determination and determination, "I am willing to use my body to help the poor master, but I only hope that the poor master will not let the poor son walk alone under the spring."
"Don't worry, you won't be alone here. I will ask Na Mo Lisao to see you soon."
After saying that, Xuanhuang Qiongdao suddenly placed a palm on Shen Buhu's head.
He has devoured his father's energy and grown up throughout his life, and when it finally comes time to pay it back, life is sad, and death is also sad.
Who said that a tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds? It's just that it was born in a soul-burial family.
Blood sprayed all over the body, Xuanhuang Qiongdao was careful not to harm his life-long blood essence by sucking it, and the aura around his body rose rapidly.
Immediately, Xuanhuang Qiongdao raised his palm and accepted it again. The blood and soul essence of the entire clan gathered on the altar, and was absorbed into his body like flowing water. At this moment, his martial body reached its peak.
Tear!
When he succeeded, there was a tearing sound above the secret room, and then one after another, with several sword energy cuts, the top of the secret room suddenly collapsed.
The moonlight shines in, and a person stands in the sky, like an immortal swordsman.
"You are really brave to ruin my big plan and destroy my people, but you still don't run away when you see Xuanhuang's desperate road."
Xuanhuang Qiongdao looked at the person above his head, the fierce light in his eyes seemed to choose someone to devour.
"Why do people in the world always make mistakes?"
Mo Lisao stroked the sword in her hand and whispered softly.
[The divine light covers the snow and washes away the frosty moon]
Crisp sword chant.
The moonlight and frost filled the sky, the sky was as bright as day, and the sword shadow and divine light fell from the sky.
With just a peak body, without the Open Heaven Double Rings, and without the cooperation of Yama San Geng Xiang and Gui Wu, how could it withstand a near-god-like body that ignored the suppression of the demon city's earthly energy.
Not wanting to waste time, Mo Li Sao used all his strength and with one strike of his sword, the world froze.
The sword energy swept across, and a line of blood went straight down from the center of Xuanhuang Qiongdao's eyebrows.
"How can it be!"
It burst apart, the body split into two parts, and blood filled the basement.
Dan Ran glanced at it, Mo Li Sao stepped into the air with his sword and headed towards the Demon Breath Mountain.