Three pillars composed of countless evolved life corpses exploded at this moment.
The spiritual feeding totem is not only a means to deal with the ninth-level Holy Father, but also a trap. The three pillars that the Holy Father said are traps are traps. In fact, even Ye Zhongming himself is also a trap.
Everything is just to kill the Holy Father.
But when this ninth-level powerhouse might have mastered a certain pattern and could really break this space, Ye Zhongming could only give up and launch an attack in advance.
A hit or miss attack.
He blew up the pillar of the spiritual feeding totem, which was a completely desperate act.
Countless souls filled the entire space at this moment, and the power of darkness seemed to fill everything in the world.
Ye Zhongming lay on the ground, crushed the control switch of the spiritual feeding totem, and poured several bottles of medicine into his mouth.
It was said before that these three totem poles are traps. That is because once these pillars are broken by non-controllers, the target of attack will be the only person who breaks the pillars. As the controller of the space, Ye Zhongming breaks the space himself.
Everyone inside will be targeted.
This kind of attack is an indiscriminate and all-round attack.
These innocent souls cause physical, energy, mental and other damage to targets within range.
The power of damage is related to the number and level of wronged souls.
It took a lot of time to complete these spiritual feeding totem poles. Not to mention the level of the wronged souls, the number alone was outrageous.
Mi Ya and others in charge of logistics once calculated that if the corpses that make up the spiritual feeding totem are fed to the ghost gold or the ghost bone magic platform, they can get huge returns that would make Ye Zhongming tempted.
This shows how many there are.
Faced with these souls that would cause huge damage to the body and mind, the Holy Father chose a completely different method from Ye Zhongming to resist.
Ye Zhongming relied purely on defensive equipment and potions, as well as being the controller here and his low-level advantage to defend, while the Holy Father chose to attack.
He had to attack. The Holy Father's condition was too bad, and he couldn't guarantee whether he could survive the unbridled attack by these things.
Although the space is broken, the connection between the Holy Father and the surroundings is restored, and his own energy will not be lost, these wronged souls are like blood-sucking insects one after another, constantly sucking away physical strength, spiritual power, and energy from his body.
Energy, sucking away flesh, skin, and hair...
Each one can't absorb much, but the quantity is too terrifying.
The wind and thunder twins in the hands of the Holy Father are constantly dancing. It is not the kind of terrifying sword light that is almost teleporting, but some small energy snakes. They are constantly flying out from the sword, constantly fighting against these wronged souls to reduce the number of Saints.
The hurt suffered by the father.
When the Dawn Temple warriors outside saw this scene, they moved forward one after another, preparing for rescue. But this time was not just now. How could the posthumous people and the people in Genting let them get their wish? They rushed over to confront each other. In some places, direct fights even occurred.
There was a bloody conflict, but it was quickly stopped by the leaders of both sides, led by Xia Lei and the Saint, and they could only stare at each other.
Many Yunding warriors also wanted to go there, such as Xia Bai and her team, but were blocked. This sea of souls is not something ordinary people can enter, and the results of entering will probably not be good.
Xia Lei was also worried, but at this time, she could only trust her man.
The storm of souls is still going on, no one knows what is going on inside, and no one knows what the final result will be.
Until a sudden light came on.
It was caused by the Holy Father inserting the Wind and Thunder Twins into the ground, while he stood two steps behind and pounded the ground heavily with both hands.
It is the purest power of light.
At a critical moment in his life, the Holy Father inspired his original power, the light skill that consumes the most energy and is the most powerful.
"It's the baptism of the Holy Mandate!"
Many warriors in the Temple of Dawn have the urge to kneel down. This is the Holy Father ability they are most familiar with. Every ten thousand sunsets, they will be baptized physically and mentally by this ability. This is how many people enter the next level.
The best opportunity.
While the baptism of life blesses those who are also of the light attribute, it also has terrifying harm to the dark attributes. These wronged souls are exactly a kind of dark power.
After the holy light, the heaven and earth become quiet day by day.
Ye Zhongming opened his eyes. He was a little sluggish. He looked at the Holy Father who was also extremely embarrassed across from him, with a trace of regret in his eyes.
He didn't know if he could survive until these innocent souls dispersed if everything continued. Even if he couldn't, he was ready to sacrifice the earth elves, in order to naturally kill the Holy Father.
Being able to kill a level 9 expert, Ye Zhongming thought it was worth it.
But he didn't expect that the Holy Father still had the power and means to defeat the almost insurmountable attack of the innocent soul. He did not die, but survived.
What Ye Zhongming was sure of was that the Holy Father's injury was extremely serious, but no one could tell whether he could fight again.
If he still has some energy left, then...
Ye Zhongming couldn't imagine it.
Both sides spontaneously gathered behind their respective leaders, waiting for the next moment to come.
Either retreat or fight to the death.
"Hehehehehe..."
The Holy Father straightened up, his appearance was already a bit out of shape, and his body even swayed. He put his hands on the Wind and Thunder Twins, and still looked at Ye Zhongming with his sharp eyes.
"I'm not dead." The Holy Father's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but there was indescribable pride in it.
"Hand over the way to your world, and I will allow you to become slaves of the temple."
"Where do you get your confidence?" Ye Zhongming replied, but what he said shocked the other core members. In fact, his voice was even worse than the Holy Father's, as if his vocal cords were cracked.
The Holy Father shook his head, "Then you are going to die, and I will get what I want from your corpses or from the mouths of the captives."
After saying that, he raised the Wind and Thunder Twins and pointed them at Ye Zhongming.
This action caused many Yunding warriors to immediately stand next to their leader.
"Everyone get out of the way!"
Ye Zhongming roared, and the vibration in his chest caused a violent cough. He suppressed his blush, sneered, and said to the Holy Father: "Come here!"
Everyone was frightened by the two people's posture as if they were desperate for their lives.
The Holy Father suddenly laughed, and he turned to the Wind and Thunder Twins, "It is true that I can't take action for the time being, but as long as you give me a sunset, I will have enough power to kill you. And on a sunset, you can
How much recovery?”
"I won't give you this time!" Ye Zhongming responded.
The Holy Father continued to smile, "My children will give."
After speaking, he waved his hand forward and ordered the entire army to attack.
The remaining warriors of the Dawn Temple can indeed buy the Holy Father some recovery time.
"Pfft!"
Before the Holy Father's hand fell, he saw a cold moon piercing through his chest from behind!