Chapter 1269 Final Battle 8
He did not make another move to clear the area on a large scale. Luo Li told him to conserve his strength on the battlefield.
Although he didn't quite understand Luo Li's intention, Luo Li was his master, and the three of them would do as she said.
At this moment, the Sun Devourer stood like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, and its powerful pressure enveloped the entire southwest corner.
Any demon that tries to reorganize its offensive will be instantly incinerated by his precise beam of true solar flame!
His existence itself has become the new rule of this battlefield!
At the same time, in the center of the main battlefield.
Luo Li just used a sword to kill a demonized monster that was trying to launch a sneak attack, and the power of chaos washed away the stinking demon blood.
She keenly sensed the true flame of the sun rising into the sky in the southwest corner, and felt relieved.
"The Sun Devourer is here." She breathed slightly and her gaze once again turned to the most dangerous vortex in the sky.
The confrontation between the two men has reached its final stage. Yan Ye was forced to transform into a human form, trying to shrink the target and reduce the area being devoured, but the Netherworld Chain behind Mo Xuan was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, nailed to him tightly, frantically extracting the most original power of the demon god.
The dark purple torrent of origin poured into Mo Xuan's body like a broken dam, making Mo Xuan's body like an over-inflated ball. The purple-black light under his skin surged wildly, and countless fine cracks spread all over his body, as if it would explode at any time.
"Enough! Mo Xuan! If you keep sucking, you'll burst first! You won't be able to revive her!"
Yan Ye's face was distorted, his voice became hoarse, and there was a hint of barely perceptible panic.
He could feel his strength draining away, which frightened him more than being traumatized by Luo Li's chaotic power!
"Not enough, not enough!" Mo Xuan's eyes were completely filled with crazy bloodshot and purple light.
His voice was like sandpaper rubbing against each other, full of desperate paranoia, "Qing'er, I need more strength! Yan Ye! Give me all your strength!"
Instead of stopping, he intensified his use of the forbidden Netherworld technique. The filthy light on the chain became brighter and the speed of devouring suddenly increased!
"Madman! You are a complete lunatic!" Yan Ye roared in pain, he felt that his origin core was trembling!
He tried to break the chains by force, but the power from the Netherworld Mirror clashed violently with his demonic origin, like two poisons fighting in his body, which only made him suffer more.
Just when the two were in a stalemate and the power disorder reached its peak, something strange happened!
The demon god's original power in Mo Xuan's body, which was far beyond his endurance limit, suddenly erupted without any warning!
"puff!"
Mo Xuankuang spat out a large mouthful of purple-black blood. The cracks on the surface of his body expanded instantly, and purple-black light gushed out from the cracks like magma!
His hands, which were maintaining the seal, trembled violently, and the dark chains behind him began to flicker.
"No! No!" Mo Xuan roared in despair and unwillingness, "It was almost there! It was almost there! Qing'er!"
The power in his body was completely out of control. The violent demon origin lost its restraint and ran rampant in his fragile body like a wild horse!
Yan Ye was stunned at first, then his face broke out into ecstasy and ferocity!
"Hahahaha! God help me! Mo Xuan, you idiot! How can a mere ant like you control the power of the demon god? You're playing with fire and getting burned!"
He keenly noticed the rapid decline in the power of the chains and Mo Xuan's loss of control.
"Break it for me!"
Yan Ye roared angrily, and taking advantage of the backlash of Mo Xuan's power, he unleashed all the strength accumulated in his body, along with the raging rage that had been aroused, without reservation!
Boom!!
An extremely terrifying force exploded with Yan Ye as the center!
The space shattered into pieces like fragile glass, forming a black hole vortex that swallowed all light!
The filthy netherworld chains broke into pieces under the impact of the destructive power of the demon!
The broken Netherworld Chains turned into countless dark fragments, which were burned to ashes under the impact of the demon's power.
Mo Xuan's body was like a kite with a broken string, and was blown away by the violent energy wave, smashing heavily into the ruins of the battlefield below.
The place where he fell was filled with smoke and dust, and the ground collapsed into a deep pit of dozens of feet.
Purple-black blood meandered along the wall of the pit, outlining strange patterns on the scorched earth.
Mo Xuan lay at the bottom of the pit, his limbs twisted at unnatural angles. Only his eyes, which had long lost their luster, were still staring at the sky, as if calling out the name buried deep in his heart.
"Ants are ants after all." Yan Ye was suspended in the air, judging in a cold voice.
He was breathing heavily, and the originally solid shadow of the demon god's true body faded a little. His breath was obviously weak, but the ferocity in his eyes became more and more intense.
He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at the deep pit below with a look of contempt. Then he turned to Luo Li, his grin getting even more intense. "Now that we've dealt with this chess piece, it's your turn!"
Before he finished speaking, Yan Ye's figure had transformed into a dark purple stream of light, rushing towards Luo Li with the power to tear the sky apart.
The anger and murderous intent that Mo Xuan had just consumed now poured out completely.
Luo Li's pupils suddenly shrank, Xuan Yue was across in front of her, and the power of chaos burned again.
But she knew that although Yan Ye was severely injured at the moment, his foundation was still there, and his violent counterattack was far more dangerous than before.
"Don't even think about hurting her!" Emperor Xuanming's roar resounded throughout the battlefield. The Bingpo Sword broke through the dragon's blockade and dragged a long ice-blue rainbow as it crashed into Yan Ye's side.
Yue Hanchuan, Ye Yichen and others also understood instantly. They abandoned the enemy in front of them and used their magical powers to attack Yan Ye, trying to buy a chance for Luo Li to catch his breath.
"Get out of here!" Yan Ye slapped Di Xuanming with his backhand, and the dark purple devil flame collided with the ice-blue divine light, erupting in a deafening roar.
He fought against many enemies alone and blocked the siege of several people. His claws were still moving towards Luo Li without slowing down at all.
At this critical moment, a faint green light suddenly appeared in the deep pit.
The green light was as thin as a gossamer at first, and then spread at an astonishing speed, instantly covering the entire deep pit.
Mo Xuan's broken body gradually faded in the green light, and finally turned into fluorescent dots, condensing into a crystal clear green jade slip, floating in the air.
A faint breath of life lingered on the jade slip, completely different from the previous netherworld power.
"That is..." Luo Li caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye, and her heart moved slightly.
Yan Ye also noticed something unusual and slowed down his attack.
He recognized it as Mu Wanqing's life force, and his expression instantly turned extremely ugly: "This is impossible!"
At this moment, the jade slip suddenly burst out with a gentle but irresistible force, turning into a stream of green light, ignoring the energy turbulence on the battlefield, and flew straight towards Luo Li.
Luo Li subconsciously reached out to take it. The jade slip felt warm to the touch. "This is..."
Before she could figure out what it was, Yan Ye changed his tactics instantly and snatched the jade slip from Luo Li's hand.
His voice was filled with hatred, "Damn Mo Xuan, he actually used my power to revive a remnant of Mu Wanqing's soul!"
Luo Li's expression changed immediately, "Is this my mother's residual soul?!"
Yan Ye gripped the jade slip, his knuckles turning white from the strain. Violence and greed surged in his eyes. "It's just a remnant of a soul, yet it's causing you such a turmoil. Luo Li, your mother's life is in my hands. Kneel down and surrender now, perhaps I can still give her a glimmer of hope."
The jade slip vibrated slightly in his palm, emitting a faint green light, as if silently resisting.
Luo Li looked at the familiar breath of life, her heart seemed to be tightened by an invisible hand. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yan Ye, do you think you can threaten me with your mother's residual soul?"
"Whether it's a threat or not, you can try it." Yan Ye grinned and snapped his fingers. A wisp of demonic energy wrapped around the jade slip, and the green light suddenly dimmed. "With every passing moment, her remaining soul will be eroded by the demonic energy. When her soul is scattered, even if you dig three feet deep into the ground, you will not find any trace of her."
“How dare you!” Emperor Xuanming pointed his Ice Soul Divine Sword directly at Yan Ye’s throat, the coldness around him almost freezing time and space. “Let her go!”
"With you?" Yan Ye snorted disdainfully, slapping the sword away with his backhand. Demonic energy surged like a tide, forcing Di Xuanming back. "Today is the day you all die!"
Watching the green light twisting painfully under the entanglement of evil energy and gradually becoming dim, a cold murderous intent instantly surged in my heart.
"Stop!" Luo Li's voice was no longer cold, but contained a slight tremor and sharp hoarseness that she herself did not even notice.
Yan Ye paused and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.
He enjoyed this feeling of control, especially the control over Luo Li's weaknesses.
"Oh? Have you changed your mind? My patience is limited." The demonic energy at his fingertips not only did not subside, but intensified a little bit. The green light in the jade slip became visibly weaker, like a candle in the wind.
Emperor Xuanming was extremely anxious. The Ice Soul Sword burst out with a piercing cold light, but he was afraid to act rashly and did not dare to move forward again.
Yue Hanchuan, Ye Yichen and others also had ashen faces. Their offensive was forced to stop, and they stared at the jade slip in Yan Ye's hand.
The entire main battlefield fell into a strange stalemate because of the sudden appearance of Mu Wanqing's remaining soul.
The demons seemed to sense the will of the demon god as well, and their offensive slowed down slightly. Countless pairs of scarlet eyes were focused on the jade slip that emitted a faint breath of life.
Luo Li's pupils suddenly constricted due to the dimming of the green light. Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the feeling of suffocation spread to every part of her body.
"Li'er, don't forget the responsibility on your shoulders." A very light and soft voice suddenly came from the jade slip, as if it came from a distant space, with Mu Wanqing's unique gentleness.
"My whole life, I have been trapped by obsession and lost my protection. I will never be your shackle again."
The green light trembled suddenly and began to struggle violently in Yan Ye's palm, with a hint of fierceness revealed in the warm light.
Yan Ye's face darkened, and he increased the infusion of demonic energy: "You don't know whether to live or die!"
"Mom!" Luo Li's voice was choked in her throat, the power of chaos surging wildly in her body, almost breaking through her rationality.
She saw that the green light on the jade slip was as faint as a candle in the wind.
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