Chapter 353: Soul Defeating Wind, the strong soul clan reappears
Looking up at the gloomy Soul Wind in the distance, Mo Yu smiled coldly and flicked the thunder pill with his finger. Immediately, the latter slowly flew out.
As soon as the black gold thunder pill left his hand, it strangely swelled up against the storm. In just a blink of an eye, it expanded from the size of a palm to a foot wide.
The squeaking black gold thunder rose above it, making it look like a violent asteroid, terrifying and secretly containing terrible destructive power.
As the black gold thunder pill expanded to a width of one foot, the space around it suddenly shook at this moment, and small black traces spread out from the space.
The power contained in this thunder pill has actually reached the terrifying level of shattering the space!
Looking at the small black traces that kept appearing around the Thunder Pill as it slowly rotated, the Soul Wind eyes on the opposite side also shrank slightly.
With such terrifying destructive power, even he felt extremely pressured!
"Haha, Mo Yu, it seems that among your peers from the eight major tribes, you are the only one qualified to be my opponent!"
A bloodthirsty laugh appeared on his face, and Hunfeng's fighting spirit soared. Mo Yu's constant astonishing performances had completely made him regard him as an opponent of the same level!
The frightening black fighting energy constantly pours out from his body. With the increase of the power of the clan pattern, the aura of Soul Wind at this time is already comparable to that of some strong men from the fifth and sixth star Douzong. Coupled with that profound foundation, he is the seventh and eighth star Douzong. , under this blow, most of them will end up falling.
Dark palm prints shrouded the sky. Some of the stronger ones were better off, while some of the weaker ones were trembling with fear in their hearts. Some even worse ones were so frightened that they fell down.
"Go!"
With his eyes fixed on the dark palm prints that filled the world under the exertion of Soul Wind, Mo Yu flicked his finger, and the huge black gold thunder pill that slowly rotated made his whole body tremble slightly.
Immediately, a scoffing sound that cut through the space suddenly erupted, turning into a stream of black gold, mixed with a terrifying violent thunder current, sweeping towards the dark palm print in the distance.
"Heavenly Evil Soul-Destroying Palm!"
Staring at the black gold stream of light with a solemn expression, Hunfeng's lips showed a sneer, his handprints moved, and a drink came from his throat.
Immediately, the huge dark palm print suddenly surged violently, and the black mist whizzed and circled, and finally it turned out to be a faint overwhelming force!
"Destroy!"
The soul wind hand seal suddenly changed, and with a low shout, the dark palm seal was condensed with all its strength, and then it rushed towards the thunder pill without fear!
The distance between the two was close in an instant, and immediately, two terrifying energies that could destroy the world collided like meteors in the suddenly tense nerves of Mo Yu and Hun Feng!
"Bang!"
When the two came into contact, the whole world became silent, and then the energy between the heaven and the earth suddenly rioted, and the sky was full of colorful energy flying everywhere. It seemed that they were all frantically escaping from the impact area.
The sudden riot of energy between heaven and earth also caused all the strong men in the sky to stop their movements in panic, looking at the area that suddenly became almost a vacuum zone with unbearable horror in their eyes.
The terrifying energy fluctuations that spilled out from the collision between the thunder pills and the palm prints filled them with fear. If this happened to them, their bones would really explode on the spot.
"Boom!"
The silence only lasted a moment, and the energy storm like a catastrophe erupted like a storm from a certain central point!
The terrifying energy storm covered an area almost a hundred meters away, and even the group of strong men from both sides fighting in the sky once again spread their bodies and fled in all directions.
They knew that if they were affected by this thing, even with their strength, they wouldn't be able to feel it too well.
"The master of the palace is really getting more and more terrifying."
On a peak a few miles away from Yunlan Mountain, Lin Yan, who had run away for some distance, wiped the sweat from his face. Lin Xiuya and Liu Qing beside him nodded with a wry smile.
On the top of a tree not far from Yunlan Mountain, the figures of Mulan Sanlao and Yan Luotian flashed out, looking at the energy thunder storm that almost covered the entire sky with a somewhat uneasy expression.
In such a terrifying energy collision, even if they are strong members of the Dou Zong, they can't help but feel some fear.
After all, they are just low-level Douzong, and whether it is Mo Yu or Hunfeng, the killing moves unleashed by the two of them will cause even a high-level Douzong to fall if they are not careful.
"Damn, why is this little bastard's method so weird and powerful? And why have I never heard of the Thunder Clan? Isn't Mo Yu from a small family in the Jiama Empire?"
The lion-headed elder, one of the three elders of Mulan, looked at the battle in the sky with a gloomy face, and said with extremely uneasy anger in his heart.
After seeing Mo Yu's various methods, they already knew clearly that this boy was definitely not a thing in the pool, and now his strength was far beyond theirs.
The Thunder Clan mentioned by Hunfeng also attracted their attention, which aroused huge doubts about Mo Yu's life experience.
"Hmph, you let me, the sect leader, wade in muddy waters without investigating anything clearly. It's really abominable!" The pale-faced Yan Luotian looked at the energy fluctuations in the air in fear, and then turned to face the third elder Mulan beside him. He snorted coldly.
"I still have poison in my body, so I won't accompany you, so I'll take the first step!" After saying that, without waiting for Mulan's reply, Yan Luotian flew towards the Jin Yan Empire.
However, when he had just flown a few dozen meters, a ghostly figure suddenly stopped him. Looking closely, Yan Luotian's pupils shrank suddenly. The person who came was the initiator of his serious injury, the master of the Poison Sect, the Little Medical Immortal...
At this time, there were countless eyes outside Yunlan Mountain. After escaping from the energy storm, they looked up at the thunder storm that filled the sky with some relief.
Whispers echoed quietly. Obviously, everyone wanted to know who could win the battle between Mo Yu and Hun Feng.
Yao Lao and Guardian Wu also looked at the fight in shock.
"Damn it, why is this kid from the Thunder Clan so powerful? Master Hunfeng is the leader of the younger generation in the clan, and he almost never loses!" Guardian Ya thought anxiously.
Yao Lao also looked at this scene with emotion and said in surprise: "Haha, it seems that the Thunder Clan is going to prosper..."
Knocking Yunshan away with one palm, Xiao Yan looked at this scene in shock. He was greatly surprised by the terrifying destructive power caused by the black gold thunder pill.
After the shock, Xiao Yan frowned slightly. The black gold thunder pill that Mo Yu produced from the fusion of ten thunder gold beads just now gave him a lot of inspiration. If ten Buddha's Angry Lotuses could be fused together, wouldn't the resulting power be astonishing and make ghosts and gods weep?
But then Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, abandoning this idea in his heart.
Although he didn't know why Mo Yu could create ten thunder golden beads no less than Buddha's Wrath Lotus at once, Xiao Yan knew that in his current state, creating just one Buddha's Wrath Lotus would have exhausted all his fighting energy, let alone Ten, and the ten Buddha's Angry Lotuses must be smoothly integrated.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but admire Mo Yu.
Of course, he didn't know that Mo Yu had his own cheating device, Lei Ling Xiaojin.
Under the gazes of those eyes, after a long time, the energy storm that filled the sky began to gradually dissipate after spreading for a very long distance. However, the two figures inside still did not move at all.
There was no movement in the sky, and people on the ground did not dare to make too much noise. As they looked at each other, their expressions changed slightly. Could it be that both of them died in the energy storm?
While everyone was looking around in confusion, a sudden sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the vast sky, and then a figure slowly emerged from the storm.
The sudden appearance of a figure immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience. Although the figure shot up very fast, there were still some people with sharp eyes who saw its identity. The sound of surprise at the moment resounded. got up.
"It was the helper invited by the sect master! He survived!"
Hearing these shouts of surprise, the tense faces of the Yunlan Sect members suddenly relaxed a lot, and a faint smile of pride appeared on their faces.
Although they did not know the identity of Hunfeng, since the Guardian Ya was summoned by Yunshan, and Hunfeng was summoned by the Guardian Ya and was an enemy of Mo Yu, he naturally belonged to the Yunlan Sect's camp.
Since Soul Wind is the last one to survive, this means that the final victory must belong to the Yunlan Sect. From now on, the Jiama Empire will submit to the rule of the Yunlan Sect!
Compared with the proud expressions of everyone in the Yunlan Sect, the faces of the people from the Jiama Empire Alliance suddenly turned ugly, they gritted their teeth, and the atmosphere seemed particularly depressing because of the silence.
The little medical fairy also frowned slightly, and seemed unable to accept Mo Yu's failure.
"Everyone, please don't mess up, something is not right!" Just when everyone was in a low mood, Hai Bodong's shout suddenly sounded.
"Chi!"
Just when everyone was wondering, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded through the sky again, and then the thunder storm that filled the sky suddenly squirmed, and then a silver shadow suddenly swept out from it.
The pair of conspicuous silver thunder wings looked particularly conspicuous in the sky.
"It's the palace master! He's fine!"
Looking at the familiar thunder wings, the powerful men of Yuanfu and Jiama Empire who were in a depressed mood suddenly cheered.
When Mo Yu's figure appeared, the people of the Yunlan Sect who were laughing proudly were like ducks pinched by the neck, their laughter stopped, and the expressions on their faces looked particularly funny.
In the sky, the silver thunder wings flapped slightly. Mo Yu looked at Soul Wind, whose breath was weak and his face was extremely pale, and sneered: "Haha, I won this battle!"
Although Mo Yu also suffered a lot of injuries in the confrontation just now, with the element-devouring true thunder in his body, Mo Yu quietly devoured a lot of energy and gave it back to himself in the terrifying energy storm. Therefore, at this time The state is even better than that of Soul Wind!
After the words fell, the thunder wings vibrated, and Mo Yu's figure turned into a silver thunder, falling towards the soul wind that had exhausted the fighting spirit in his body. In the blink of an eye, the soul appeared in the horrified eyes of the powerful men below. Head of the wind!
"Mo Yu, you dare to kill me!?" Hunfeng shouted coldly in disbelief.
Hearing this, Mo Yusen sneered. On his fist, crimson thunder surged crazily, and then mixed with the fierce wind. In the former's horrified eyes, it hit his chest hard!
"Humph, what am I afraid of!"
The fist hit hard, and Mo Yu's sneer and disdain echoed in the sky!
After thinking for a short time just now, Mo Yu also knew the intention of Soul Palace to send Soul Wind.
Presumably among the eight ancient clans, there is no prohibition against the younger generation challenging each other. Even according to what Hunfeng said just now, even if there are some casualties, the two clans will not be at odds.
In this case, Mo Yu is naturally not polite. Now that he has Lei Ying and the entire Lei Clan as his backers, and Hun Feng provokes him first, even if he kills him, I believe that the Hun Clan is not ready for the current millennium plan. Don’t dare to fall out with the Thunder Clan!
"Bang!"
The low sound of physical contact suddenly echoed in the sky, making countless people's hearts tighten at this moment.
"Pfft!"
After receiving this heavy blow, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from Hunfeng's mouth.
As for its figure, it was like a bird with its wings broken, and its body fell weakly to the ground.
Finally, under countless horrified eyes, it landed heavily on the Yunlan Sect's competition square.
Mo Yu's face was covered with blood, his chest kept rising and falling, his arms trembled slightly, and the feeling of weakness that kept coming from his body declared that he had reached his limit.
Vibrating the increasingly thin silver thunder wings behind him, Mo Yu's eyes were fixed on the soul wind that fell to the ground and made a huge crater without moving at all. He could detect that although the latter's aura was extremely weak, But not all of them dissipated.
Gritting his teeth fiercely, Mo Yu flicked his palm, and the slender black thunder gun flashed out. He clenched his hands and flapped his wings behind his back, using the little fighting spirit left in his body to point at the lingering soul on the ground. The storm shot away.
He wanted to give the latter the final fatal blow!
"Young boys from the Thunder Clan, when competing with your peers, just hit it as far as you can, don't go too far."
The moment the spear crashed down, an old voice suddenly sounded in the sky.
The next moment, the space next to Hun Feng suddenly shook violently, and a dry and old, ghost-like black hand poked out from it like lightning!
However, with just a slight wave of the dark palm, Mo Yu felt a strong pressure like a gust of wind and tsunami coming towards his face. The spear in his hand immediately trembled, and his whole body immediately flew away.
The silver thunder wings behind his back flapped vigorously, and Mo Yu just barely managed to steady his body, and then looked at the place where the space was shaking.
After the dark palm appeared, a strong man with a slim figure and a thick and powerful black mist all over his body slowly walked out of it, leaning on a dark cane engraved with evil ghost patterns.
Seeing this, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly shrank!
"The strong man of the soul clan!"
(End of chapter)