Just when everyone was deeply shocked by this lightning, a hole suddenly tore in the sky with thick black clouds, and light shone through the gap, bringing light to the dark sea. In this light,
There is a figure standing in the sky.
"It's Mr. Mo!"
Fu Qingcang's eyes widened and he exclaimed.
Liao Xin also saw Mo Hai. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. He still underestimated Mo Hai. Mo Hai was more unfathomable than he imagined.
Jin Tianfeng, who was driving the boat away, also quickly asked the disciples to stop. Seeing that the sea monster was chopped into pieces by lightning, Jin Tianfeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Mo Hai was hanging in the air, overlooking the still rough sea below. The waves had not calmed down, which meant that the clone of King Yinyou was not dead yet.
Just now, Mo Hai used one of his clones to attract the attention of King Yinyou's clone. The original body gathered divine thunder and lightning and gave King Yinyou's clone a fatal blow. However, this blow did not seem to kill King Yinyou.
's clone.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, there was a dull sound in the sea, and a black figure flew out of the sea and headed straight for Mo Hai.
Immediately afterwards, there was a second black shadow, a third black shadow, and within a few seconds, countless black shadows emerged from the sea, all heading towards Mo Hai.
Looking closer, I can see clearly that these black figures are all skeletons, various skeletons, human skeletons, demon skeletons. These skeletons are all human monsters and monsters that have been devoured by King Yinyou's clones for tens of thousands of years. Now these skeletons are
The puppets of King Yinyou's clone are blessed by the demonic energy of King Yinyou's clone. These skeletons may be even more powerful than they were in life.
Mo Hai frowned slightly, not because he was afraid, but because he felt a little nauseous. It's a pity for these human monsters and monsters that they can't be peaceful after death.
Countless skeletons covered the sky and sun, and instantly surrounded Mo Hai. It could be said that there were three hundred floors inside and three hundred floors outside.
Seeing this scene, they were shocked. Fu Qingcang and others' expressions became solemn again. Mo Hai's strength was unpredictable, as was the strength of King Yinyou's clone. The divine thunder and lightning that condensed the power of heaven just now turned out to be unfathomable.
King Yinyou's clone has not been destroyed. Looking at the current situation, King Yinyou's clone has not been substantially damaged. The flesh and blood is probably just a layer of its clothes, turned into powder, and has no effect on its body.
.
More and more skeletons gathered together, hundreds of thousands or even millions of them, forming a dense black mass, with demonic energy steaming from every skeleton.
"Master Liao Xin, what are these skeletons?
I think the demonic energy emanating from the weakest skeleton is definitely not something that a Qi-training monk can stop?"
Fu Qingcang couldn't help but ask, although Fu Qingcang has helped King Yinyou's clone in these years, Fu Qingcang actually doesn't know much about King Yinyou's clone.
"They are all the demons and ghosts that King Yinyou's clone has eaten over the past ten thousand years, as well as mortals and monks. The weakest skeletons you see should be mortal skeletons, but they have absorbed the demonic energy from King Yinyou's clone. Their strength
That’s why you can’t underestimate it.”
Liao Xin explained.
"I see."
Fu Qingcang's face was deep and thoughtful, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared. He always felt that his fate in the future might be the same as these skeletons.
At this moment, surrounded by countless skeletons, Mo Hai was among the skeletons, as if he was in hell, surrounded by skeleton faces.
These skeleton faces, bared teeth, and rich black air overflowed from their empty eyes, nostrils, and mouths. They struggled to get closer to Mo Hai, but there seemed to be an invisible resistance around Mo Hai. No matter how hard these skeletons exerted their strength, they were
Being unable to get close to Mo Hai made the skeletons go crazy and make all kinds of weird sounds.
"Hey, ashes will return to ashes, dust will return to dust. You are pitiful too. You will be used even if you die. I will let you all rest in peace today."
Mo Hai said lightly, then stretched out a palm and pressed it on the skull of a mortal.
Countless demonic energy followed Mo Hai's palm, trying to wrap around Mo Hai. Mo Hai looked at the surging demonic energy, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then with a thought, he quietly cut his finger with his other hand and squeezed it.
A drop of golden blood came out.
Mo Hai casts spells with golden blood, supplemented by mental power, and guided by vitality. In addition, he adds a variety of avenue attributes, forms seals with one hand, and casts Yuanyang Divine Fire.
Those skulls seemed to sense something bad, and they immediately exploded and tried to escape. However, the skulls inside reacted, but the skulls outside did not. The final outcome was that all these skeletons became Yuanyang Shenhuo.
Even those who escaped by chance were chased by the Yuanyang Divine Fire. Even some skeletons could not escape the Yuanyang Divine Fire even if they sank into the sea.
The sky was filled with fire, like burning clouds, millions of skeletons, not a single one survived.
Liao Xin and Fu Qingcang's eyes almost popped out of their heads. With so many skeletons, even if dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators came, they would be troubled. But for Mr. Mo, it was just a matter of irritation.
And the fire was very strange, it seemed to have no temperature, because Liao Xin and Fu Qingcang didn't feel the heat wave.
"Is this the fire of the soul?"
My heart whispered.
"I think it's more powerful than the fire of the soul."
Fu Qingcang said that the fire of the soul can be cultivated by all monks and above the golden elixir. It is a kind of spiritual fire contained in the soul. The temperature of this fire of the soul cannot be felt from the outside.
But once it gets on it, it becomes a tarsal maggot that cannot be extinguished at all. Of course, this kind of soul fire is very dangerous to practice. You might burn yourself to death during practice, so you are not very good at fire attributes.
A powerful monk with supernatural powers will never practice the fire of the soul.