C596 The Death of the Sea of Lightning
This time, the blood source statue was unprecedentedly powerful, as if it had a brand new life. Its demonic aura soared to the sky, causing all the demonic beasts in Heavenly Moon Continent to flee in fear. None of them dared to face its attack.0
Feng Yimo was calm and composed, and his eyes were deep. He looked at the statue and asked, "Who are you exactly? Why did you force me to kill you for several months? Judging from your power, you shouldn't be someone from the lower realm. Why do you care so much about the next little figure? "
The statue's eyes were burning with hatred as it said, "Kid, if you hadn't ruined This King's plans time and time again, why would This King care so much? You should be a good citizen of the lower realm. I will continue to absorb the blood essence and mind my own business. Who would have thought that you would destroy my blood essence avatar? If I don't crush you to pieces, it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart! "
"Hmph, you keep calling yourself 'This King'. You must be a big shot, but why did you do such a heartless thing? "Although I'm a human and I don't like demon beasts, and I even have enmity with them, I don't like you to do anything to obtain the source of blood in a brutal and bloody way to achieve your goal. Don't you feel that you have lost all your conscience?" Feng Yimo said with disdain.
Innocent? Hahahaha, you are too childish! In this world, When has there ever been a word of conscience? Whoever has the biggest fist is the heavens! Do you know that this king merely obtained the blood essence from the bodies of millions of demonic beasts? And your human cultivators forcibly extracted the source of life from hundreds of millions of humans? Compared to this king's actions, it is nothing! Alright, I have told you so much, it is time to send you on your way! In your next life, don't be so naive! " After the statue laughed wildly, its expression turned cold. It flapped its wings and pounced towards Feng Yimo.
Feng Yimo took out two treasures without hesitation. One of them was a Spirit Binding Mirror. It was emitting a layer of black hair that wrapped around the statue. Its cultivation base had reached the Nascent Infant Grand Perfection realm, and the power displayed by the Spirit Binding Mirror had increased by several times.
The other item was a quill. The huge pen was slightly pointed in the air. A powerful aura gushed out from it. With one point as the center, it drew a circle that was more than 30 meters in size. It just happened to encircle the statue.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Countless strands of black hair formed an inescapable net, and the statue seemed to be walking into a trap. However, following his explosive shout, the Spirit Bind threads were broken bit by bit, and it was completely useless. Just as the statue was in a rage, the circle of the Body Stabilizing Brush arrived. It felt its extremely fast body pause slightly, and a powerful force suddenly erupted. The circle also collapsed, and Feng Yimo suffered a backlash. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, just as it stopped for half a breath, the statue saw a cluster of black and golden flames that seemed to fill the entire space. The sky trembled and groaned in pain. The ground cracked and the soil and rocks melted. It did not look like an ant that had descended to the lower world, but more like the Asura Ghost World that was filled with flames!
"This... The statue turned pale with fright, and for the first time, fear appeared on its face. However, the black and golden flames instantly enveloped it. The demonic aura within it began to burn, and even the sky began to melt!
Thump!
Feng Yimo used 1,000 years of life to cultivate the flames of life. Coupled with the backlash from the medicinal Spirit Binding Mirror and the quenching brush, he was unable to persist any longer, and he fell to the ground. His entire body was powerless, and his head felt like it was splitting apart. He seemed to have aged by several tens of years in an instant.
The Asura Black Core Flame didn't disappoint him. The raging flames burned the night sky. Whether it was the flowers, trees, or rocks on the ground, they all turned into ashes. Not a single one remained. Moreover, he could clearly feel that the space had become unstable, as if it was about to collapse.
Could it be that this was the power of the immortal flame above level five?
The flames were brilliant. In just a few breaths, Feng Yimo had consumed a thousand years of life. If he had not consumed the Nine Heavens Profound Ginseng Essence Pill, how could he have had so much life to offer?
The fiery light faded, and the land returned to silence. Not a single blade of grass grew in an area of ten thousand feet.
Feng Yimo put away the Asura Black Core Flame and was about to stand up. He made up his mind that he would not provoke the Blood Source Avatar statue again. He did not have much life to offer. Suddenly, an extremely angry and creepy voice sounded, "Boy, I underestimated you. I never thought that a mere ant from the lower realm would have such a method to produce a strand of immortal flame. If you could last a little longer, I would definitely not be a match for you. Unfortunately, your cultivation is too shallow. It's time to go on your way!"
Feng Yimo looked over in horror. A lump of earth suddenly rose up from the scorched earth. Following that, the burnt statue stood up. The mountain-splitting chisel and the square hammer in its hand were also gone. Its body turned from thirty something feet to a hundred something feet. It was on the verge of collapse, and its aura was weak. However, its pair of eyes stared at Feng Yimo with extreme anger as it walked towards him step by step.
At this moment, Feng Yimo did not have any combat strength. His face was pale, and half of his black hair had turned white. He was completely an old man in his twilight years.
Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step! Step by step! Step by step, step by step, Feng Yimo walked towards Feng Yimo.
The approaching footsteps of death made Feng Yimo despair. Now, even if the statue stretched out a finger, it could still stab him to death!
Seeing that the statue was about to reach him, a thunderous voice sounded, "Master, don't be afraid. The sea of lightning is coming!"
A figure descended from the sky. The Water Dividing Life Claiming Mace in his hand brought out a cold light as it heavily smashed towards the burnt statue!
"Scram!" The statue roared and punched the Water Dividing Life Claiming Mace with its right hand. With a loud bang, the Water Dividing Life Claiming Mace flew into the air and the sea of lightning was sent flying. However, the statue made a sound of surprise. It stretched out its right hand and it suddenly became dozens of feet long. Before the sea of lightning could land, its entire right palm was like a sharp sword that was stabbed into the chest of the sea of lightning. After that, it suddenly shrank and was pulled to the front of its body.
Blood flowed out of the mouth of the sea of lightning. It smiled sadly. It did not expect that it could not even withstand a single attack. It looked at Feng Yimo and said, "Master, the sea of lightning can't serve you anymore. Take care!" After saying that, the Demonic Core swelled violently and wanted to blow up the Demonic Core.
"No!" Feng Yimo's eyes almost split open as he roared. Who knew that the statue sneered, "Wanting to self-destruct is not so easy!" Black smoke surrounded the sea of lightning in Feng Yimo's hand. When the black smoke dispersed, the sea of lightning disappeared without a trace. The aura of the statue became stronger! "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Ah -! I - am going to kill - you!" Feng Yimo saw the sea of lightning being swallowed by the statue. His soul was gone, and his chest was about to explode. He struggled to stand up and used all his strength to attack with the Yin-yang Finger!
Chi!
The black and white Yin-yang Finger was still a lively black and white elf. It carried Feng Yimo's anger. The fire flew towards the statue. The statue laughed. It clenched its left hand into a fist and punched out. It hit the Yin and Yang finger light, and the Finger Light that was carrying Finger Lights instantly seemed to have hit something extremely hard. It collapsed with a bang!
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