Each drought demon kept exploding, lighting up with dazzling sparks.
This situation continued one after another, and the fire light had been flickering for nearly an hour.
There were thousands of drought demons destroyed by Ji Mo.
The Spirit Emperor who was paying attention to the situation in the black forest outside was stunned.
I thought that this stubborn and brainless man would not be able to hold on for long and would soon be wiped out by the ancestor of Jiuyou.
I didn't expect that the other party could be so persistent, still fighting non-stop, and clearly not showing any signs of exhaustion. He seemed to be getting braver and braver as he fought.
"Something's wrong. When did such a bloody and brave Spirit Emperor appear in our southern region?"
"Could it be that the ancestor of that family has reached the peak of the Spiritual Emperor Realm and went to the Jiuyou Ancestor to practice. Looking at this formation, it might be possible to defeat the Jiuyou Ancestor..."
"I don't think this is a good thing. As we all know, Jiuyou Patriarch is suspected of coming from the burial place and cannot be killed. If Jiuyou Patriarch is really injured, I am afraid it will anger him and lead to bloody revenge."
Many spiritual emperors showed worried expressions.
If you lose, forget it. If you win, and the Jiuyou Ancestor cannot be killed, the other party will inevitably launch a crazy revenge, and there will be a bloody storm in the Southern Territory.
At this moment, most of the Spirit Emperors felt that those who challenged Jiuyou Ancestor deserved to die, otherwise they would only bring great disaster to the Southern Territory.
If the ancestor of Jiuyou is injured, he will definitely hunt and suck humans to heal his wounds. Then the corpses will be everywhere. Who can guarantee that the disaster will not fall on his own territory.
"Experts are really unfathomable. Such a high-intensity battle can last for such a long time. It is very likely that the peak spiritual emperor, or even above!"
Zhang Zheng was filled with emotions.
He followed all the way, and everything he saw along the way were traces of the battle.
Countless drought demons died, and the master's performance was truly incomparable!
Then, he found the woodcutter left by Ji Mo next to a pile of Hanba corpses as high as a hill.
"Dream weapon!"
He picked up the hatchet, his whole body trembling with excitement. He had never seen even an epic weapon before, but he never expected that he would be lucky enough to touch an imperial weapon now.
There is no doubt that this is the weapon used by the master, and all the drought demons next to him were hacked to death by him.
"What is the purpose of the emperor's troops being left behind by the master?"
Zhang Zheng thought about it, and his heart suddenly surged with great pride.
The master left the weapon behind, which must have been a hint, and he must have hoped that he could also help him.
Yes, that's for sure.
Ancestor Jiuyou has endless drought demons, but the master is alone and weak. He is at a huge disadvantage and needs help.
"Master, I'm here to help you."
Zhang Zheng's blood boiled, and the fear in his heart was swept away. With the imperial soldiers in hand, there was nothing to be afraid of.
He quickly rushed towards the direction of the battle.
"It should be right here!"
Ji Mo finally arrived at the ancient tomb, and he was very sure that the real master who drove the Han Demon to attack him was probably hiding here.
"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it. There is no door to hell but you have to break in. Ji Mo, today is your day of death."
The dark wind howled, the gray mist surged, and the huge body of Jiuyou Ancestor slowly emerged.
I saw that he was a hundred meters tall, with two horns on his head, four wings on his back, a ferocious face, and a mouthful of canine teeth exposed, which was extremely terrifying.
His speaking voice was like thunder, shaking the heaven and earth, exuding a vast and boundless aura that shook the clouds in the sky away.
Ji Mo was as weak as an ant in front of Jiuyou Ancestor. It seemed that the opponent could trample him into a pulp with just a stamp of his foot.
Facing such a terrifying ghost, no matter who it is, they will be horrified just by seeing this scene.
When Ji Mo saw this, his face was full of shock. If his legs hadn't been weak, he would have turned around and fled on the spot.
But soon his fearful expression disappeared, revealing a look of confusion, and his gaze moved from top to bottom, falling to the feet of the Jiuyou Ancestor.
"Ji Mo, quickly surrender and I will spare your life."
Ancestor Jiuyou opened his bloody mouth and roared at Ji Mo.
The sound swept along with a violent current, shaking down large tracts of trees.
Ji Mo stood still and said calmly: "San Cun Ding, stop pretending to be a ghost. You, a short winter melon, still want to scare me?"
How could the other party see through his true identity before they even had a fight?
The appearance that is revealed now is just his Dharma body, but the real body and Dharma body are integrated into one, so how could it be seen through?
"You dare to humiliate me, you are seeking death!"
Ancestor Jiuyou felt as if he had been stepped on and his feet hurt. He jumped into a rage, his whole body rolling with spiritual energy, and a black thunderbolt that was tens of meters long condensed in his hand.
Immediately.
The black thunder blasted towards Ji Mo with an aura that could destroy the world.
A small mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
Within a radius of several thousand meters, mud and rocks were flying, trees were smashed, and it was a mess.
However, Ji Mo was unscathed. He covered his mouth and nose and hummed: "It's really just pretending to be a ghost, but it's all good and useless."
The thunderbolt only made him feel slightly numb, but did not hurt him at all.
Ji Mo has been punished by the system's Nine Heavens Divine Thunder many times, and has endured divine punishment. He has unimaginable resistance to thunder and lightning, so how could he be hurt by this small Yin Thunder.
To him, such an attack is really similar to a tickle.
Ancestor Jiuyou was stunned, and his heart was filled with shock.
I hit with all my strength and didn't hurt this kid. How is this possible?
He did not believe in evil, so he continued to gather bunches of thunder and continued to bombard it.
The thunder was deafening, the burst of thunder illuminated half of the sky, the agitated energy destroyed all directions, and the central area of the black forest was almost completely flattened.
Ancestor Jiuyou was panting. This violent bombardment almost exhausted all his strength. He was very sure that no Spirit Emperor in the world could survive his attack.
Even Bai Emperor, who was known as the number one among immortals back then, would be seriously injured if he were attacked like this.
"You short winter melon, you've made such a mess. I thought you were so strong, but it turns out you have no ability. That's right. Look at your shame. You're just a little skeleton turned into a spirit. I guess you can only scare little kids.
child."
Ji Mo waved his palms to blow away the flying dust in front of him and looked at the ancestor of Jiuyou with disdain.
I was a little worried before that I would meet a ruthless character, but now it seems that the opponent is just a useless skeleton.
Ancestor Jiuyou consumed so much that his Dharma Body could no longer be maintained, and his true form appeared.
Somewhat unexpectedly, it turned out to be just a black skeleton less than three feet tall. No wonder it was ridiculed by Ji Mo as a three-inch, short winter melon.
"Ji Mo, don't be arrogant. You really think that you can withstand my magical power. I will let you die in endless pain."
Ancestor Jiuyou gritted his teeth, his eyes gushing with blazing anger.
What he is most proud of is his immortal body.
So what if Ji Mo is immune to his thunder powers? Just be cruel and tear him into pieces and eat him one bite at a time.