Chapter 212 Awakening of the Sanskrit Sound
Bai Mo glanced over here and saw that Han Ji and others were all pale, and the aura on Mo Fan was getting weaker and weaker. He knew that he could not delay it any longer. He needed it now. It is to retreat the corpse of the mountain and let Ding Yumian take charge of the armor as soon as possible.
"Tuji, you go deal with the tyrant Guixin."
After giving the order, Bai Mo watched Tuji jump across 500 meters and fall directly towards Mo Fan who kept colliding with him. Ghostly tyrant.
In the sea of spirits, the music system is also connected by the divine light. He feels various melodies ringing in the spiritual world. Bai Mo thinks of the information he saw when searching for music magic. A genius has developed a method that can A soul-melody that restores magical energy.
The music system touches the soul and is unfathomable!
As the vast spiritual world was filled with musical notes, Bai Mo seemed to really hear the voices of all the spirits in the world and feel the plucked tunes.
"The Sanskrit Sound that Awakens the World!"
The four words were spat out softly in white ink, but they resounded through the clouds and were transmitted to the ears of everyone on the battlefield in the ancient capital. They sounded like ancient bells The buzzing sound is distant and earth-shattering! !
Such a majestic sound enveloped everyone, but no one was dizzy by the strong sound waves, and they couldn't even feel the impact of the huge sound waves.
Some are as comfortable as hearing the gentle whisper of the Mother Goddess, humming a soft tune in a low voice, a tune that is like the sound of nature and makes people relax subconsciously.
The whole spirit and soul seem to be purified by the water of Tianshan Mountain, and like being baptized by the clean morning light. All the fears, worries, helplessness, despair, etc. are accumulated in this short day. All kinds of dark emotions melt away like white snow in the sound of Sanskrit music!
Whether it is Han Ji and others who are fighting on the front line, a few super mages who are seizing the time to restore magic energy in the bell tower, or Leng Qing, who is commanding Ruoding on the inner city wall, and the others are constantly fighting. , or the mages who constantly use magic to drive away the undead that attack Anjie.
They all felt that their magic system, which had been drying up, and the recovery speed that had been unable to make ends meet, were all accompanied by the extremely comfortable Sanskrit singing that went straight into the soul, and at a speed visible to the naked eye. Restore your magic power! !
“What kind of phonological magic is this?”
Hunter King Duxiao felt the magic energy rapidly filling his body and exclaimed in disbelief. At the same time, his eyes sharpened as he stared at the ghostly tyrant outside the city.
"Hahaha, I will kill you today!"
Han Ji, who was avoiding the aftermath of the collision between the Guixin Tyrant and the Earthworm, was also full of shock at this moment. , the power Bai Mo exerted at this moment completely exceeded his understanding of magic.
However, he was currently in the middle of a battle, and it was obviously too late to think so much. Han Ji raised his hand, and the healing star sea that had been filled with most of the energy once again lit up with dazzling light, and an Aquarius star suddenly appeared. The crumbling Lu Xu shrouded him, recovering his injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mo Fan, who was frantically fighting against the weakened demon's power, suddenly heard this sacred heavenly Sanskrit sound, and his spirit was shocked. Suddenly, he felt that the demon seemed to be able to stay for a while.
Evil Abyss
The melodious sounds of nature echoed throughout the altar. Ding Yumian, who was already a little tired from fighting against the ancient king's armor and felt that it still took a lot of time, felt his spirit trembled and his soul was shaken. The power has increased a lot in an instant!
The evil armor also instantly cut off the endless supply of emotional energy of despair and fear!
Under the ebb and flow of one thing and another, Ding Yumian instantly unleashed all his spiritual power and launched a decisive battle with the last evil soul power in the armor of the ancient king! Isolate its corrosive power from the soul!
On the ground, human morale was boosted to an unknown extent by Bai Mo's awakening Sanskrit sound. People all over the city now had only one thought in mind, get rid of the undead! !
In mid-air, Bai Mo's momentum has reached its peak at this time, as majestic as a vast ocean, and as vast as a mountain range.
Facing the corpse of the mountain and the sea of corpses it rules alone, he even felt the other two powerful forces among the endless undead.
Bai Mo knows that now he must intimidate these dead kings from all directions, lest they think that the earth on earth is a charity for their descendants.
"Destroy!"
A voice spit out, and a huge wave of sound waves swept across the world and broke directly through the dark clouds in the sky, rushing towards the corpse on the mountain peak from in front of Bai Mo!
The roar that preceded them resounded through the thousand-meter sea of corpses, but it was as terrifying as the heaven and earth shaking!
The sharp and majestic sound waves trembled and shook the space. A heavy sound wave passed through the thousand-meter sea of corpses surrounding the corpse on the mountain, just like a group of invisible giant beasts rushing past! !
Countless rotting corpses turned into powder, and more than a thousand hill-like fleshy mounds of corpses collapsed like a dam eaten by ant nests!
And behind it was like a sky wall, and like the sonic air waves of a 100-meter tsunami, they were moving in, covering more than 300 meters, leaving no room for the corpse on the mountain to hide.
“嚄!!!”
The corpse of the mountain roared loudly. There was no longer any ministers in front of him as human shields. In an instant, he grabbed a few ministers from behind who were holding back and stretched out their hands. The mountain of flesh slammed into the moving towering sound like cannonballs. wave.
The terrifying sound wave carried huge trembling power and sharp penetrating power. When the powerful body of the commander of the flesh mound zombie minister suddenly hit it, it was just turned into flying blood-colored powder in an instant.
“嘢嗷~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!”
The corpse of the mountain is also fierce and domineering. Facing such a mountain, it is enough to crush its majestic body. Not only did he not retreat from the shattering majestic sound wave, but he waved his arms like a dragon's giant pillars and slapped him hard in front of him, like a sumo wrestler warming up, moving his strong arms like Optimus Primes. The legs actually hit the oncoming air wave and sound wave directly!
When the two got close, everyone discovered that the corpse on the mountain was almost as high as the majestic sound wave that stood so majestically that it could reach the clouds.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
A deafening sound, the roaring sound waves flew away the corpses a thousand meters away, hitting the inside There are actually tiny cracks left on the city barrier!
Everyone saw that half of the body of the mountain corpse was cracked open. Most of the flesh and blood on the huge body were cut off, and the bones inside could be seen. Most of the hands were missing, and the ferocious face became even more fierce. It’s hideous, all made of blurry flesh and blood! !
“Well done, Bai Mo!”
Han Ji, who came to join the battle from afar, shouted loudly. With the help of Tumo and Mo Fan, the tyrant Guixin had been seriously injured by them. Now he is escaping with his countless ghost soldiers. As long as he solves the mountain corpse in front of him now, the ancient capital will usher in victory!
"Attack his throat, which is the key point of the corpse of the mountain."
As soon as Han Ji finished speaking, one by one of the destructive magics shrouded the corpse of the mountain with powerful momentum!
Even if the blood flows into a river, even if the body is seriously injured, the corpse on the mountain remains motionless, as if he doesn't know how to retreat.
Faced with the various destructive magics that surged forward, the destructive elements that burst out when they collided could directly wipe out a little monarch in an instant, and he did not show any fear or retreat.
At this moment, a black vortex suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain corpse, and all the destructive magic was absorbed by it.
Only then did everyone realize that above the corpse of the mountain, a figure appeared in a simple armored robe, with his entire face shrouded in dark mist.
She raised her hand and pointed at the black vortex above her head. The majestic and majestic destructive magic that had been completely absorbed rushed out of the black vortex, instantly shattering half of the thick black rain clouds in the sky.
Then four more people fell into the whirlpool.
"Ding Yumian, Monkey, Su Xiaoluo, Instructor Zhankong!" Mo Fan, who had been released from demonization and became extremely weak, looked at the two people in the middle who fell out, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the third person At three o'clock, his eyes suddenly widened.
Then his vision went dark and he fainted. Han Ji and others stared at the man standing on top of the corpse on the mountain. They were all so shocked that they couldn't make a sound, and the color of death just climbed onto their cheeks.
“Let’s go.”
They heard a clear and cold voice coming from the armored robe, but they were stunned again. In addition to surprise, Han Ji was even more surprised. I feel that this voice and figure are somewhat familiar.
Bai Mo nodded slightly towards the corpse on the mountain peak and the evil body Yu Mian who turned away above him. When he saw those clear eyes, he knew that they succeeded.
Watching the dead king disappear on the horizon, the rolling sea of the dead also disappeared under the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, retreating back to the world of the dead.
Bai Mo turned around and looked at the countless remnants and spirits falling on the battlefield. He waved slightly, and suddenly a river of souls gathered together, and countless souls began to gather in the dead soul vessel.
This battle did not use space attacks very much, so there were not many souls. When the number of souls reached five thousand, Bai Mo was slightly startled.
He felt that the number of souls that could be stored in the soul vessel had reached the upper limit.
“Split!”
With a thought, Bai Mo kept the essence, the commander-level remnant soul, and poured out the rest.
After doing this, he exited the state of divine presence, and the majestic white mark between his eyebrows disappeared. Facing the doubtful looks of Han Ji and others, Bai Mo's expression became indifferent, and his tone became emotionless.
“This is my dimensional talent, and it comes at a high price. My current state is also one of the costs.”
“I don’t know what the price is. As the benefactor of the ancient capital, we are willing to Do your part," Li Deming, the head of the Li family, said at this time.
Bai Mo glanced at Li Deming with the indifference of a child looking down at a mortal like a god looking down at an ant being crushed to pieces, but did not answer.
When Li Deming saw him like this, he suddenly felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to Tian Ling Gai. He was speechless. He thought of Bai Mo's powerful posture just now, and he suddenly laughed in embarrassment, but he was thinking about what he should do. How to build a good relationship.
Silently glanced around and saw that the super-level guarding the city was also coming, and Leng Qing was also coming. Bai Mo stood next to Han Ji, and then continued to say in a dead voice:
"I just used my talent to show off In the music system, I can feel the sound of everyone’s soul. I found Salang.”
“Salan!” Upon hearing this, everyone was diverted, especially Han Ji. He couldn't wait to ask, "Who is Salang?"
"The elder of the Hunter Alliance, Ling Xi." Bai Mo locked his eyes on a beautiful woman next to Zuo Feng. Ironically, Ling Xi also attacked A member of the tyrant Tui Guixin.
“Lingxi!”
Han Ji's eyes locked on Ling Xi instantly, and at the same time, several super-level people around him were also full of momentum. The power and strength that Bai Mo had just exploded were too powerful and incredible, and the music system was indeed mysterious and unpredictable, and they could not tolerate disbelief.
Faced with the momentum locked by the seven or eight super-level people around him, Ling Xi seemed not to be afraid. He had neither the sullen anger of a normal person at being slandered nor the panic of having his identity discovered.
After admiring everyone’s expressions with a nonchalant look, he looked at the tangled look of the guy named Zuo Feng next to him, and smiled softly, "You just believe him like this? I am an elder of the Hunter Alliance."< br>
"If you are, of course we have a way to identify it and take it down!" Han Ji waved his hand and was not moved at all.
The Imperial Guard Mage Yao Ting was the first to respond. A spatial cage was trapped towards Ling Xi, while other people around him also used their own restrictive spells.
"You alone want to control me?" Ling Xi's voice suddenly turned cold. Of course she couldn't be caught here, and not everyone in the trial would be freeloaders.
“Puff!”
“Puff!!”
At this moment, I saw several super-level mages who had originally attacked Ling Xi spraying With a mouthful of black poisonous blood, the magic that was about to be used was instantly interrupted.
“When!” Zuo Feng spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood in disbelief. The black blood was covered with insects, and his face was full of disbelief.
Mouth after mouthful of blood flowed out more than before. If you spit it out like this, it won't take long before you lose too much and die!
"Giggle~~, please take your time and play with my little bug. If you want to catch me, Salang, we are still far away!"
Ling Xi, at this time, it should be Salang. Lang, said with a chuckle, taking advantage of the crowd's attention being attracted by her silverfish, the wings of wind instantly unfolded behind her, and the whole person left quickly.
She had no intention of taking the opportunity to fight back. Not to mention her lack of strength, only a few super-level people present who were usually close to her were poisoned, and the others were fine.
Mo Fan, Bai Mo. She remembered both names.
Someone wanted to chase, but was stopped by Han Ji who was treating several super-level mages who were vomiting blood. "Don't chase the poor ones. I'll check it for you. This poison is very overbearing."
Hearing this, I wish you the best. The super mages led by Meng hesitated for a moment, but did not catch up after all.
Zhu Meng came to Han Ji and said in a serious tone, "Now that she has appeared, she doesn't believe that she can escape from the net of Jiuzhou. She immediately notifies all magic organizations across the country to pursue and strangle the Black Vatican and Satan. "Lang!"
"Yes, but we still have to let Chairman Han check it out." Li Deming touched his beard, "I just got my grandson, so I can't die inexplicably!"
On the other side, watching Sa Long escape, Bai Mo still had no expression.
Ding Yumian and Leng Qing walked to his side. Although Leng Qing saw him like this for the first time, he just guessed that this was not a good thing.
"How are you?" She grabbed Bai Mo's hand and asked with concern.
Bai Mo glanced at her and then at Ding Yumian indifferently, feeling that he was not interested in anything, so he just nodded as usual, "It's okay, let's talk about it when we get back."
After that, they Then he returned to the ancient capital.
(End of this chapter)