Chapter 1270 Final Battle 9
"Yan Ye, do you think you've caught my weakness?" Luo Li suddenly laughed, revealing a chilling determination to burn his boats. "You're wrong. What you've caught is a death warrant for me to kill you!"
Before she finished speaking, the last trace of hesitation in her eyes completely disappeared, and the power of chaos transformed into a sharp blade ready to be struck, emitting an almost dazzling brilliance on the Xuan Yue Sword.
Yan Ye was stunned for a moment, then grinned grimly: "Luo Li, you're still stubborn even when you're about to die! Today I'll let you see with your own eyes..."
His words came to an abrupt halt, and the jade slip in his palm suddenly burst out with an unprecedented bright green light.
The light was no longer weak, no longer struggling, but with an almost sacred peace, it instantly broke free from the shackles of the demonic energy.
Mu Wanqing's voice rang out again, this time no longer vague, but clearly spreading across the entire battlefield:
"My daughter Luo Li, inheriting the destiny of heaven and earth and carrying the power of chaos, will cut off where necessary and kill where necessary!"
"Mother!" Luo Li burst into tears, but held the Xuan Yue Sword tightly.
In the green light, the vague figure of Mu Wanqing emerged. She looked deeply in the direction of Luo Qi in the city. There was reluctance and love in her eyes, which eventually turned into relieved tenderness.
Then, she turned her head suddenly, and her broken soul met Yan Ye's horrified gaze, and erupted with a deafening roar!
Inside the city, Luo Qi, who was helping to repair the city defense formation, suddenly felt a pain in his heart.
He raised his eyes and looked towards the outside of the city. What was going on...
At this moment, above the battlefield, the green light was like a prairie fire, instantly engulfing half of Yan Ye's body.
That was the pure power of the origin of life, burning in a self-explosive manner, trying to harm Yan Ye's demonic body.
Yan Ye snorted and laughed, "You don't know your own limitations!"
His sinister smile was filled with a hint of exasperation. Although the energy torrent from the self-explosion of Mu Wanqing's residual soul was fierce and contained the power of the pure origin of life, it was indeed like a deadly poison to a demon god like him whose foundation was destruction, but he had a deep foundation after all.
The dark purple demon power instantly covered half of his body that was corroded by green light like real armor, and erupted into a dazzling light and a chaotic energy storm.
In the center of the storm, Yan Ye's figure shook violently and he groaned in pain.
The shadow of the demon god's true body on that half of his body became visibly thinner, and even some tiny cracks appeared. Strands of purple-black original demonic energy emanated from it.
Mu Wanqing's resolute self-explosion, at the cost of her own complete disappearance, did hurt him.
But the demon god was too powerful, and even if he was seriously injured, Luo Li and the others had no chance of winning.
The green light from the self-explosion of Mu Wanqing's residual soul has not yet completely dissipated. Although the self-destructive impact containing the essence of life failed to completely destroy Yan Ye, it was like a red-hot iron that burned the core of his demon body.
The shadow of half of his body fluctuated violently, cracks spread, and the escaping purple-black demonic energy was accompanied by a shrill hissing.
"Ant! Bitch!!" Yan Ye let out a roar that shattered the void. The severe pain and extreme humiliation ignited his last bit of sanity.
He no longer paid attention to the dissipating origin, and his scarlet devil pupils were fixed on Luo Li below, whose mind was shaken by the complete disappearance of her mother, and whose breath instantly weakened!
"Your mother is dead! Now it's your turn!!" Yan Ye's figure turned into a dark purple stream of light that tore through space, and the speed was several times faster than before!
He gave up all his defenses, burning his damaged origin, concentrating all his strength and hatred on that devil's claw, and went straight for Luo Li's heart!
He wanted to crush her heart along with the chaotic power!
"Ali!!" Emperor Xuanming's eyes were bloodshot, and he burned his blood and essence desperately. The Ice Soul Sword burst out with unprecedented extreme coldness, trying to freeze the trajectory of the magic thunder.
At the same time, countless powerful human beings made desperate attacks and bombarded Yan Ye's back in an attempt to stop him.
But the speed of the rampaging demon exceeded their limits!
The deadly magic thunder was reflected in Luo Li's pupils. Her mother's last relieved and gentle eyes and the green light of the dissipated soul overlapped in her mind.
Severe pain tore at her soul, the chaotic forces roiled by the crushing impact on her mind, and the light from the Black Moon Sword flickered. The shadow of death loomed ever more clearly.
She was unavoidable and unstoppable.
A critical moment!
At the moment when the devil's claw was about to pierce Luo Li's chest, a golden-red beam of light that was hotter and more domineering than the sun pierced through the battlefield from the southwest corner with incredible precision and hit Yan Ye's deadly devil's claw hard!
boom!
The true flame of the sun and the power of the devil collided violently, bursting out with dazzling light!
A huge hole was torn in space, and violent energy turbulence swept in all directions, instantly vaporizing the demons and human warriors rushing nearby!
It's the Sun Devourer!
He finally stopped defending the southwest corner. Luo Li's instruction to "conserve strength" was understood by him in his own way. At the most critical moment, he gave his all and delivered a blow that could turn the tide!
"Ah!" Yan Ye let out a roar of pain.
His attack was unexpectedly blocked, and his demonic energy dissipated. Sun Devourer's long-prepared, all-out attack was far more powerful than he had anticipated!
This is the fatal moment!
Luo Li's consciousness, which was on the verge of breaking, was awakened by the deafening roar and scorching heat.
Her mother risked her life to buy her this tiny chance of respite, and Sun-Shi used his own strength to pull her back from the brink of death!
Yan Ye was furious, and used his devil claws to forcibly shake off the beam of the Sun's True Flame. Although it was charred black, its momentum remained undiminished, and it still grabbed Luo Li with destructive power!
Although the Sun-Eater's attack was powerful, it was ultimately unable to completely stop the angry demon.
But, that’s enough!
The confusion and grief in Luo Li's eyes were replaced by extreme coldness and madness on the verge of life and death.
The chaotic power in her body was no longer disordered, and all the strength was compressed to the tip of the Xuan Yue sword!
Unable to bear the force, her body groaned in frustration, her skin cracked, blood oozed out, and her life force faded away rapidly like a candle in the wind.
She is truly on the verge of death!
"Yan Ye!" Luo Li's roar swept across the battlefield.
She no longer dodged, but instead faced the devil's claw, pouring all her strength into the Xuan Yue Sword, and stabbed it straight into Yan Ye's heart!
She thought, destroy everything together!
Yan Ye did not retreat or evade, but laughed wildly, "Come on! Go to hell!"
Below, the situation on the battlefield was equally tragic.
Even with the help of the mainland's magical beasts, the number of demon species is still far greater than that of all the mainland's spiritual masters. One person has to fight against at least three or four demon species.
The number of demons is like the tide, endless and fearless of death.
Every individual in the coalition army composed of human spiritual masters and continental monsters was surrounded.
Often, as soon as a spiritualist splits open the chest of a demon, two, three or even more demons will immediately rush to bite him from the flanks and back!
Sharp claws tore through leather armor, demonic flames burned flesh, the sound of falling to the ground, the roar of the dying, the desperate curses, the wailing of the demonic beast...
The scorched earth was dyed red with blood, and broken limbs were everywhere.
The defense line was repeatedly attacked and shattered, and was barely held on by an indomitable will and desperate cover for each other.
An old spiritual master with white hair and beard and torn robes.
His chest was pierced by the devil's claws, but he still held on tightly to a demon that was pouncing on his young companion. He used up his last bit of strength to detonate the spiritual power core in his body and died together with the enemy.
A huge rock-armored earth dragon, its body covered with scars deep enough to see the bones, and most of its scales had fallen off.
She let out an earth-shaking roar, and used her massive body to forcibly knock down a small area of densely packed demon positions, creating a short bloody path for the remaining team behind her, which was then overwhelmed by more demons.
A young girl, her arms blackened by demonic energy, gritted her teeth and used her remaining soul power to activate her spiritual weapon, forming a weak light shield to protect her companions behind her, who were also scarred and almost unable to fight.
Her eyes were filled with fear, yet extremely determined.
In the southwest corner, the golden-red light of the sun has dimmed a lot.
The previous attack almost exhausted all the solar flames he had accumulated over this period of time. At this moment, his tall body was shaking slightly, but he still held his position tightly.
Some demons tried to bypass him and attack from behind, but he burned them to ashes with his last remaining strength. However, the beam of light was as weak as a candle flame.
"Lord Sun-Devouring!" A wounded young spiritualist rushed over, leaning on a broken spear. "We can't hold on any longer!"
Shiri didn't look back, but said in a muffled voice, "Hold on."
With just two simple words, the young spiritualist gritted his teeth, turned around, raised his spear, and rushed towards the oncoming demon. The moment the spear tip pierced the demon's throat, his back was torn open by the claws of another demon, and blood splattered on the scorched earth, merging with the previous bloodstains.
On the east side of the battlefield, a team consisting of spiritualists and flying monsters was falling.
The wings of the leading red golden eagle king were burned to charcoal by the devil's flames, but he still flapped his wings vigorously, protecting the three seriously injured spiritual masters on his back.
When she fell heavily to the ground, she let out a sharp whine and her neck was bitten hard by a demon.
"Golden Eagle King!" A spiritualist with a broken leg roared and crawled over, hugged the demon's head with his only remaining arm, and bit its eyes fiercely.
The demon felt pain, let go of the Golden Eagle King, and bit off the spiritual master's neck.
The Golden Eagle King struggled to raise his head and looked at the dead spiritual master, with turbid tears flowing from his eyes. Then he used up his last bit of strength and slammed into the cluster of demons next to him, exploding with a loud bang.
Behind a broken wall at the edge of the battlefield, the girl who had been protecting her companions had fallen down.
Her light shield had long been shattered, and her right arm had been completely corroded by the demonic energy and turned black. Her body was curled up, and there was still fear on her face, but she still maintained the posture of stretching her hand forward.
Of the three companions behind her, two were already dead, and the last young man gritted his teeth and used the fragments of the spiritual weapon left by the girl to stab the crawling demon again and again until he ran out of strength and was torn to pieces by the demon.
Blood began to fall from the sky.
It was not rain, but a blood mist that was swept into the air by the energy storm, condensing into blood beads, and smashing onto the charred earth, broken weapons, and dead bodies.
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