Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh: new and old grudges
A ray of purple light fell from the sky, driving away the darkness.
In the purple light, Yunmo, Ying and Amber appeared in front of Youla.
Seeing Yun Mo, Youla was stunned for a moment, then her eyes turned red and she said, "Yun Mo! You finally came to see me?"
"Sorry, I'm late."
Yun Mo hugged Youla tightly, patted her back and comforted her.
Youla looked up at Yun Mo, with a drop of tears flowing down mixed with the blood on her face. She looked extremely sad. She choked and said, "I almost never saw you again."
Yun Mo wiped away the blood on Youla's face and said softly: "It's okay, I'm here."
"Yun Mo~" Youla hugged Yun Mo tightly and buried her head in his chest.
Looking at Yunmo and Youla hugging each other, Amber breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she had arrived. If she had been a second later, Youla's life would really be in danger.
Ying, on the other hand, glanced coldly at the abyss monster that wanted to get closer, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
The other surviving guerrilla knights got up from the ground one after another. They were a little shocked when they saw their captain showing such an attitude. Is this still the decisive and decisive spray knight?
"Okay, now is not the time to reminisce about old times. Let's deal with these guys first." Yun Mo let go of Youla.
Hearing Yun Mo's voice, Youla raised her head and found that the companions around her were looking at her with strange eyes. Her cheeks turned red and she quickly broke away from Yun Mo's arms and ran to Amber's side.
"Shadow." Yunmo called in a low voice.
Ying nodded slightly. After these days of getting along, the two of them didn't need to speak, just a look was enough to communicate what was in each other's hearts.
Ying knew that Yun Mo wanted to show off in front of his friend whom he had not seen for a long time, so he sighed slightly and reached out to hold his hand. A powerful thunder god's power instantly surged through Yun Mo's body.
"It's been such a long time." Yun Mo said softly with a smile on his face, holding the thunderbolt in his hand.
Yun Mo looked at the group of abyss monsters in front of him, shook his hands into a fist, and slammed it towards the ground.
A loud thunderous sound resounded throughout Benlang Ridge, and the entire mountain peak seemed to tremble. The power of thunder and lightning surged on the surface, and countless abyss monsters screamed and were blown away.
The group of abyss monsters were instantly defeated by Yun Mo's thunderbolt and turned into ashes.
"It's amazing!"
Amber and the knights were horrified when they saw such a scene. Is this something a human can do?
Yula, who had not seen Yunmo for a long time, was also shocked and speechless, but when she saw Ying standing nearby, she was even more shocked, "General Thunder and Lightning?!"
Yola didn't say anything because she saw Ying making a silencing gesture to her.
After annihilating most of the abyss monsters with one blow, Yun Mo looked at Ling Xin, who was sitting on the boulder, with a playful smile on his lips, and said: "Ling Xin, we finally meet again, I don't know if this time
Can you still be as arrogant as before?"
Ling Xin glanced at Ying, who had a calm expression, and then looked inside the altar. At this time, the battle inside didn't seem to be over yet.
Ling Xin frowned slightly, knowing that he couldn't back down at this time, otherwise the plan might fail.
After thinking about it, Ling Xin sneered, walked slowly towards Yun Mo, and said: "Even a mere traitor dares to speak arrogant words, so let me clean up the house."
Every step Ling Xin takes, there will be traces of frost under her feet. The cloak on her body is constantly fluttering as she moves. Ling Xin's face hidden under the cloak gradually emerges, making people feel suffocated.
oppression.
At the same time, Ling Xin also drew out her weapon, a silver-white scythe. The blade of the scythe was ice blue and shone with a cold light.
Behind Ling Xin, a demonic figure loomed, and white mist surrounded her body, making her look a little weird.
"It's time to settle our previous accounts today." Yun Mo said with a sneer as he looked at Ling Xin who was approaching him step by step.
"I hope you won't run away like last time today." Ling Xin said sarcastically.
"It seems like you were defeated badly last time, right?" Yun Mo retorted sarcastically.
Ling Xin snorted coldly, and the sickle in his hand cut through the air with a whistling sound, and struck Yun Mo with the terrifying ice blade.
Yun Mo did not retreat but instead advanced, and the Yan Mo Sword at his waist was swung out, bringing up streaks of purple thunder that collided with the ice blade in Ling Xin's hand.
Yun Mo's body exuded a strong thunder god aura, while Ling Xin's aura seemed extremely cold. The two completely different auras collided together, making a harsh friction sound.
A trace of surprise flashed in Ling Xin's eyes. We haven't seen him for half a year. How did Yun Mo become so powerful?
And Yun Mo was also a little surprised. Although his power at this time was borrowed and his strength could not be compared with that in his heyday, it was also the real power of the God of Thunder. Ling Xin could actually compete with him.
It seems that the speed of the time traveler's strength improvement is not much slower than his own.
Ying watched the confrontation between Yun Mo and Ling Xin, but did not choose to intervene, but slowly walked into the Benlang Leader Altar.