No matter whether it is a nine-star evolved person or a ninth-level mutant life, they are not omnipotent.
Ye Zhongming was like this, and so was the prison king's flag that left him helpless.
Ye Zhongming really didn't have a good way to get this flag, mainly because he didn't have much time. He wanted to destroy the flag itself as soon as possible so that his men on the ground would no longer be harmed.
He took the risk and used the ability of the Nine-Star Evolver to directly enter the interior of the Revenant Banner, just to improve his efficiency.
But after entering, even if the King of Cloud Top has turned into an attack machine, he uses the sharpness of the Wind and Thunder Twins and the Dead Sand Moon Blade as well as his own abilities to continuously cut these dead souls with energy, trying to smash the flag into pieces with his own power.
But he discovered that the fact was that he might be able to do it, but it would take time.
What he lacks most is time.
After all, the Prison King's Flag can continuously replenish its energy, as long as there is life below.
It was at this time that Ye Zhongming felt the saint disappearing into the banner.
Naturally, at this time, the saint had lost her life and body, leaving only a ray of soul. She stayed here because of the special nature of the prison king's flag. Perhaps she had too much resentment, so she sensed Ye Zhongming coming in and suddenly appeared.
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This prison king's flag was restored and formed by absorbing the lives of countless people of the Dawn Temple. At the last moment, the originally divided temple re-identified the Saint as their leader. When she was about to die,
This state continues.
Previously, the remnant soul of the saint had not played any role. Both Said, who also joined the banner, and Ye Zhongming, who had received the prompt, thought that the saint had failed to achieve her goal after being cruel.
Why didn't Said launch countless undead attacks at the beginning? This is part of the reason.
Ye Zhongming turned into a high-speed cutting machine and rushed into the banner, and the remaining soul of the saint was revealed.
The King of the Clouds didn't know the purpose of this remnant soul, but since they had appeared, the last moment had arrived.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zhongming's whole body became brighter. With him as the center, the lingering sword light suddenly became more numerous.
Said felt it the most. Ye Zhongming's previous attack had made him extremely uncomfortable. Any soul that came into contact with this opponent would be scattered, making it difficult to form again.
Now, seeing Ye Zhongming making big moves and strangling the surrounding dead souls faster, he also began to recall the little ghosts he released just now. He didn't need them to be full, as long as they had eaten the energy of life.
Because there are so many ghost heads, they have connected the dead soul flag to the ground before, and now they have begun to "return to their nests". The scene is even more spectacular, and the sky of the Holy City is filled with darkness.
The speed and power of the little ghost heads are not as good as those of the previous big ghost heads, but there are too many of them. Genting's organized defense is not bad, and there are not many opportunities for the ghost heads to take advantage of. But those in the Holy City are
Unfortunately, they did not have a unified leadership, and everyone had different thoughts. They were scattered in the holy city, and their resistance was very weak.
The ghost head consciously targets them, usually a small ghost head directly crashes into their body, then quickly flies out, has a feast in the process, and then flies back to the prison king's flag to replenish the body's energy so that it can fight
Ye Zhongming, then the little ghost head will fly down again, and the cycle will continue.
The speed of replenishment can barely keep up with the consumption speed of Ye Zhongming's attacks.
Said was relieved a lot, but the shadow of the saint hanging above the flag was still there, so he didn't know how to deal with it.
"We're almost done." Ye Zhongming's faint voice came, and the shadows of swords and swords that had swelled to a certain extent suddenly exploded at this moment, turning into countless lights and cutting into the surroundings.
Said was already on guard. At the same time as Ye Zhongming launched his attack, all the ghost heads were suddenly withdrawn by him and returned to the banner to resist the attack of the King of Genting.
Ye Zhongming, the nine-star boss, struck with all his strength, like an angry sea wave, rushing towards the surroundings. All the ghost-headed souls touched by his sword light would be shattered, and the speed was so fast that they could not condense.
It can only present a state of fog.
Energy is consumed in the mist, causing it to continue to decrease. The flags wrapped around them disappear visibly to the naked eye. However, the speed is getting slower and slower, after all, the sword's light is limited.
"Hey Hey."
Said persisted very hard, but he knew that the dawn was right in front of him, and it was impossible for Ye Zhongming's attack to hurt him.
Next, Ye Zhongming may still have the ability to fight again, but the interval in between is enough for him to absorb several rounds of vitality. When all the ghosts come out, this difficult guy will no longer be his opponent.
At the same level, once the two sides are in a stalemate, the competition will be consumption and recovery. Obviously, his recovery ability is stronger than Ye Zhongming.
Just when he felt that he had a chance to win, the floating saint's phantom looked down and turned to Ye Zhongming, who was also looking at her. Everyone felt that the saint seemed to have nodded.
Then, the big flag that had been rolling with dead souls suddenly froze, and most of the black mist and ghost heads became dumbfounded and unable to move.
And Ye Zhongming did not miss this opportunity. The remaining sword lights all suddenly cut in one direction, where a little of the main body of the banner was exposed.
"ah!"
Screams resounded throughout the Holy City, the prison king's flag flew up and down in the air, and most of the black mist dissipated, turning it into tatters again and revealing its true form.
Ye Zhongming had already raised the Wind and Thunder Twins and the Sand Moon Blade of the Dead in his hands. As the flag moved up and down, he kept slashing at it. Said's screams also became louder. Until a certain moment, a figure emerged from the prison king's flag.
It broke away from the top and hit the ground like Abba.
Ye Zhongming landed on the back of Yangos, who was coming, and looked at the saint's face, which was so pale that he could hardly see clearly. For a moment, he seemed to see the saint's smile.
"Don't worry, I will kill everyone here for you."
Ye Zhongming nodded slightly in greeting.
He was indeed grateful to the Saint. Without the help of her remnant soul, it would not have been possible to defeat this strange and powerful banner of dead souls so quickly. In that case, Genting would have suffered more losses.
The King of Genting glanced at the holy city. Except for the surrounding city walls, the buildings inside had basically collapsed. Only an empty shell was left in this city.
He whispered, and the Yunding team below sped up and ran toward the city gate, crushing all lives in their way.
The Yunding garrison on top of the city also went down one after another and gathered outside the city. In the direction where no brothers were coming, the city gate was filled and blocked with various things.
The sword disappeared and was replaced by a dark iron bow with no strings and no arrows.
Ye Zhongming made Yangos rise to a certain level. He threw away the iron bow, and some fist-sized fireballs flew out from it, facing the...flares that had dimmed in the sun and were continuing to slowly descend!