He glanced helplessly at Xia Yun, who was dressing up. Mo Tian had black lines all over his forehead. In order to take care of Mo Tian these days, Xia Yun had made himself filthy.
Any embarrassment has long been exposed, but at this critical moment, I have to dress up.
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Outside the cave, the battle was raging. Zeng Amei was sitting on Zeng Aniu's broad shoulders, as if she was as light as a bone. Even though Zeng Aniu was fighting hard, she was not thrown away.
What the two of them received was the twin inheritances of Xiaoxuan Palace. Their lives were connected by a thread. One was refining the body, the other was cultivating the soul. They helped each other and were compatible by chance. Naturally, it would be much more terrifying to join forces.
The difference between becoming a king and level 8 is the soul.
King Feng can sense the soul and slowly integrate it into the body.
The soul is closer to the way of heaven, and the body merges with the soul, so it is naturally closer to the way of heaven, and the body will undergo earth-shaking changes.
This is the key to the huge gap between the title of king and the eighth level.
But this gap shortened sharply the moment the two joined hands.
Not only was it shortened, it was even slightly exceeded.
Zeng A'niu fought against the seven kings alone, and his whole body was infused with terrifying soul power. His terrifying aura was even more terrifying than that of the seven kings working together. He actually fought with the seven kings to this day. Although he was at a disadvantage and was often blown away, Zeng A'niu's body was too strong.
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Just as the war continued between the parties, some people wanted to enter the cave to kill people.
A thin but extremely tall young man walked out, naturally it was Mo Tian.
"Hello everyone." Mo Tian looked at all parties and said with a smile: "I just want to rest for a while, but I don't want everyone to care about me like this. I'm really flattered."
Smile lightly.
Many people's eyes fell on Mo Tian, and their faces were full of doubts. Not long ago, Mo Tian was riding a wheelchair outside the Jin Department Mansion, and he was dying. How could he escape safely?
Can you resist the soul-eating curse?
How is this possible?
If Mo Tian had the ability, he would have lifted the Soul-Eating Curse long ago, why wait until today.
Sure enough, just when everyone was doubtful and full of confusion, Mo Tian, who was standing there with a smile on his face, suddenly frowned.
Suddenly, a black energy shot up into the sky and emerged from between Mo Tian's eyebrows. This black energy was so terrifying that Mo Tian's face instantly turned ugly.
Even if the fighting king felt this aura, he couldn't wait to run away.
This black energy was so terrifying that it instantly filled the entire mountain col. The speed was ridiculously fast. Almost as soon as King Feng ran away, all the beings at level seven or eight felt that something was not good.
But how could they be as fast as King Feng? The black mist exploded instantly and shot out towards a kilometer range.
Ahhhhhh.
Many people had no time to react, and the black energy entered their eyebrows, causing their souls to tremble, and many people couldn't help but roar.
Some people were holding their heads, their faces ashen, and some even inserted their fingers into their flesh in pain.
Many people even fainted directly.
This black mist was so terrifying, it was simply an invisible weapon. Less than half of the nearly two hundred people survived and were not contaminated, and most of the other half were rolling on the ground, wailing continuously.
The faces of those running kings changed drastically. They also belonged to a certain force. Among these seventh and eighth level people, several of them were their masters.
"This, is this the Soul-Eating Curse?"
There was a king who was frightened and inexplicable. Just a trace of entering the spiritual platform turned the spiritual platform upside down. Fortunately, the soul of the king was so powerful that it instantly obliterated the Soul-Eating Curse. Otherwise, the consequences would have been serious.
And those seventh- and eighth-level beings don't have the ability to expel the Soul-Eating Curse.
"Brother Mo Tian, is this okay?"
Zeng Aniu retreated to Mo Tian, looking at the mountains and plains, he couldn't help but take a breath.
Zeng Amei's soul was keen, and she immediately recognized that it was a soul-eating curse, which was released by Mo Tian on his own initiative.
This soul-eating curse cannot hurt them, but it is enough to hurt these people.
Several kings and other survivors were dumbfounded. The heart-rending wails of so many people showed that they had been greatly hurt. The identities of these people were extremely terrifying. If so many people were harmed at once, it would definitely cause a sensation.
Many people couldn't restrain their anger and turned their attention to Mo Tian, and some even took out weapons to kill Mo Tian on the spot.
However, most people couldn't help but take a breath when they saw Zeng Aniu. This guy is too strong. How can he destroy Mo Tian if he cannot be eliminated.
"Everyone, what's going on?"
Mo Tian walked out of the cave and looked at the hundreds of people wailing on the ground. He couldn't help but smile and said: "I am deeply tortured by the Soul-Eating Curse and am hiding here waiting to die. Why are you here?"
When everyone heard what Mo Tian said, they were so angry that they almost vomited blood. Why are they here? Isn't it just to kill you?
You're actually putting on airs.
"Mo Tian, you are so brave. These are the elites of the human race, and you actually harmed the geniuses of the human race." Prince Youfeng spoke, about to take action.
Mo Tian smiled faintly: "Do you dare to take action against me?" Then he turned his eyes to those eighth-level beings and said with a smile: "Do you dare?"
The Supreme Order has a very vicious reputation. No one above level eight would dare to touch Mo Tian easily.
"I dare."
A seventh-level being, holding a ten-foot-long stick, with superb stick skills, terrifying blood energy surging in it, and a formidable power.
Several of the kings' eyes lit up, and they stopped Zeng A-niu and asked him to take action.
Mo Tian smiled coldly and saw him retreating quickly. He used the Blood God Escape to perform superbly. When he reappeared, he appeared behind this person.
Click.
Almost before the person could react, the person's neck was broken.
A person who was at the peak of level 7 was actually broken in the neck by a punch from Mo Tian, who was not even at level 6.
How is this possible?
Mo Tian sneered, his soul path had improved a lot, he was already extremely strong, and his body was even engraved with blood lines, which had accumulated for a long time, and his blood path had improved a lot.
Mo Tian felt like he was back at the top, and the Soul Dao was terrifying. Let alone the seventh-level peak, even if he was an ordinary king, the Soul Dao could instantly defeat his opponent.
dead.
In one encounter, a peak level seven genius actually died.
Too ruthless, simply callous, with no regard for human life.
"Don't think that I don't know what you are here for. If you have the guts, just take action. I will not show any mercy." Mo Tian sneered: "You are the ones to blame for everything."
Looking at those people who were under the Soul-Eating Curse and kept wailing, Mo Tian had no mercy at all. Maybe he inspired the Soul-Eating Curse and many of the people who were under the Soul-Eating Curse were innocent.
But so what?
Who can stay here and still not leave, who doesn't have some calculation in his heart?
Seeing Zeng Aniu getting into a scuffle, Mo Tian stepped forward and walked slowly towards Zeng Aniu.
The impact of this kind of war is huge, and getting close like this is no different than seeking death.
But the moment Mo Tian approached Zeng A Niu, the kings who surrounded and killed Zeng A Niu quickly retreated.
Because once their attack falls on Mo Tian, it will activate the Supreme Order, and the guardian of the Supreme Hall will appear.
Looking at the fearful parties, Mo Tian had a calm expression. At this time, Xia Yun, who had dressed up a little, also walked out.
"Walk."
Glancing at everyone, Mo Tian smiled coldly, raised his legs and wanted to leave.
Although some people wanted to stop them, who would dare? Zeng A Niu's combat power was not weak, and Mo Tian could not touch him. All seventh-level warriors were frightened by Mo Tian's killing, and no seventh-level being dared to take action.