Xie couldn't stop shouting, and his whole body lit up with dazzling light. Immediately, starting from him, one point, two points, three points... countless points of light lit up.
More and more light spots lit up in the originally dark Moyun City, faintly able to illuminate the dark night.
"Huh?" Huang Wu's eyes were cold and stern, Han Sheng said: "You brat, do you think you can defeat me with this little trick? You're too naive."
"A bunch of ants, let me show you how powerful I am!"
boom...
Suddenly, his mental strength increased again, and the power of the mirage continued to increase. The mirror suspended above Moyun City reflected rays of light, rising into the sky, and seemed to be able to pierce the sky.
In an instant, the Big Dipper moved and the situation changed color. Everyone in Moyun City showed a look of horror.
kill!
Desolate let out a loud shout, and the majestic spiritual power fell from the sky, crushing everyone in Moyun City. This move coincided with the power of heaven and earth, and was similar to the original power of the law that Chu Yiliu had understood.
ah!
Ah!
A series of shrill wails were heard, and all the Xie family's disciples held their heads and exclaimed, their faces turned pale, and they couldn't help but want to bow down and surrender to the wasteland.
In this world shrouded in mirages, desolation is the supreme king!
Chu Yiliu's expression moved slightly. He didn't expect that mental power could also coincide with the way of heaven, and he had gained a lot of experience. Suddenly, a cold light shot out of his eyes, and the hell of hell roared up.
The dark wind was blowing all around, and the pain on the faces of the Xie family gradually disappeared, replaced by anger and resentment. All the power that was dissatisfied with the desolation burst out and poured into the Senluo Hell.
The artistic world of Senluo Hell instantly became extremely solid.
"You brat, you can't stop me!" Huang Wu laughed loudly, showing disdain. He has spiritual slaves who account for 60% of the city's population to help him, and Chu Yiliu's side only has 20 to 30 adults, how can he fight with him?
!
The violent mental power intertwined, like a pillar falling from the sky, hitting the Senluo Hell hard. The light of mental power directly attacked the sea of consciousness, more directly than the attack of spiritual power and qi and blood power.
boom...
Chu Yiliu felt that the sea of consciousness was shaking rapidly. Fortunately, with the protection of the tree of avenue, the shaking quickly subsided.
"Really?" He raised the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Soon you will know what it means to talk too much!"
Senluo hell!
With a loud shout, countless rays of black light burst out from the Senluo Hell, crisscrossing in all directions. They powerfully blasted the beams of light toward the mirage.
Boom boom boom...
The indestructible power of the light pillar is entangled by black light. The black light is like a maggot of corrosion, madly devouring the power of the mirage.
Huang Wu's face darkened and he said coldly: "You brat, do you think ants can kill an elephant? You're too naive!"
Compared with the vast mirage, the spiritual power that Senluo Hell can swallow is just a drop in the ocean, and it is not worth mentioning at all.
boom...
There was a loud noise, and the mirage's spiritual light crazily hit Chu Yiliu's Senluo Hell. This artistic world shook violently, and countless people were implicated.
Puff puff...
Blood spurted out mouth after mouth, and an unusually pale light appeared on Lian Xie Wen's face.
"No, I didn't expect that this guy actually mobilized the power of the entire city's spiritual slaves!" Chu Yiyi's eyes flickered and he said gloomily, "Do we still have to lose? I won't accept it!"
"I can not be reconciled!"
"I can not be reconciled!"...
He roared, and countless people immediately echoed him. Everyone was fed up with this dark life, fed up with the desolate rule.
In order to break through this dark clouded world, I will die without regrets!
"kill!"
Chu Yiliu's eyes suddenly flashed with fierce light, extremely sharp. He found that the power of Senluo Hell had become more solid amid the unyielding and anger of everyone.
This power is...
The look of shock in his eyes turned out to be the power of faith. This power is extremely special and metaphysical.
I have felt the power of luck in the officials of the Moqin Dynasty before. It is the belief of a country. This power cannot bring substantial attack blessing, but the power blessing from behind is extremely wonderful.
It can significantly improve the monk's perception and improve his luck.
This is the state of Chu Yiliu at the moment. The faith of the second and third grade monks in Moyun City has been blessed by him, making his sea of consciousness instantly become extremely clear.
Spots of light appeared on the tree of the avenue. Chu Yiliu suddenly discovered the true meaning of Senluo Hell!
Devour the evil spirit!
The entire Moyun City is filled with smog. In a pure competition of mental power, he is definitely not a match for Huang Wu. Therefore, he must get more powerful help. And in Moyun City, there is nothing more powerful than the evil aura of this smog.
Even the monks who were refined into spiritual slaves by the desolation, they also have resentment, they also have anger. The anger and resentment of everyone are intertwined, and they are bound to become a huge force.
Sen... Luo... hell... hell!
Chu Yiliu spat out four words one by one. Suddenly, the power of Senluo Hell also covered the whole city, and countless grievances were continuously swallowed up by the world of artistic conception. The world of Senluo Hell became more and more solid.
In a few breaths of time, a new city appeared in front of everyone.
What?
Huang Wu opened his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief and murmured: "How could this kid's spiritual power become so strong?"
He used his spiritual slaves to nourish his spiritual power, while Chu Yiliu used his resentment to condense the world of artistic conception. The resentment in this spiritual city far exceeded the spiritual power that his spiritual slaves could nourish.
Therefore, Desolation was also shocked.
Moreover, resentment, like belief and luck, is not a force that can be mobilized casually. It needs to be in line with human will and the way of heaven.
"Desolation, it's time to end." Chu Yiliu raised his head. Nourished by the crowd's strength and resentment, his eyes turned into a strange black-red color, and unprecedented momentum surged around him.
He pointed a finger casually, and countless rays of black light instantly shot towards the deserted area. It was like countless black dragons circling and roaring towards him, with an extremely astonishing momentum.
"Impossible, there is absolutely no way you can defeat me!" Desolation roared miserably, and the billowing light of spiritual power blasted out.
boom...
Mirage's mental lens was directly shattered. Desolate was unwilling to give in, and he mobilized more mental light to help,
Boom boom boom...
More and more mental lenses were shattered. The mirage covering the entire spiritual city became weak and misty.
"Ah!" Desolate screamed sternly, forcefully absorbing the sea of consciousness of countless spiritual slaves, and once again gathered more powerful spiritual power.
However, during the death of these spirit slaves, strong resentment was also released from their bodies, which was even far more powerful than their spiritual power.
boom...
With one attack, Mirage collided with Senluo Hell for the last time. This time, the entire Mirage collapsed. Under the loud noise, Moyun City was torn apart.
boom...
The desolate sea of consciousness could not withstand such a huge mental impact, and the big head exploded in half.
He looked extremely resentful, looked straight at Chu Yiliu, and said sternly: "Even if I die, they will be buried with me!"
He volleyed and grabbed Mo Yunlong, who was trapped in the spiritual ball. All three of them screamed in agony.
"Let them go!" Chu Yiliu's voice was low and hoarse, and had an invisible deterrent effect.
"Hahaha!" Huang Wu went crazy. He was actually defeated by the ants that he looked down upon. How could he accept such a result? He laughed maniacally.
"I want them dead!"
A dazzling spiritual light suddenly erupted from his hand, and he wanted to crush the spiritual power ball with a final blow.
Chu Yiliu wanted to save him, but it was too late.
"Little...heart!" A low humming voice sounded from the spiritual power ball, and then there was a loud bang, and the light of the spiritual power ball burst out, opening a hole from the inside.
Xie Siling and Li Lu both flew out.
At the last moment, Mo Yunlong exploded the power of Dharma.
What?
Chu Yiliu's eyes showed uncontrollable anger, and the Senluo Hell loomed over Bareness. There was a loud bang, and Bareness's seven orifices were bleeding, and he knelt on the ground.
He was trembling all over, and the moment he actually walked towards death, he was also scared.
Mo Yunlong was floating quietly not far away from him, with a slight smile on his face. Unexpectedly, he died at the last moment of Moyun City's victory.
Chu Yiliu thought of their previous acquaintance on the Holy Road and slowly closed his eyes.
"You...should die!" After a while, he took a deep breath and said slowly.
There was a look of deep fear in Huang Wu's eyes, and he said in horror: "No... don't kill me. Don't kill me."
"I can tell you the inheritance of the Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan and make your spiritual power stronger. I can help you become the Lord of the Eastern Wilderness!"
He was furious and told Chu Yiliu all the value he had, just to avoid death.
Chu Yiliu smiled, and the laughter was a little bitter: "You can't even save yourself, do you still want to help me?"
Stretching out one hand, the power of Senluo Hell emerged in the palm of his hand, slowly falling towards the desolate sea of consciousness.
"No...no...don't kill me!" Desolate screamed in horror.
He never thought that he would end up like he did today. But there was enough blood on his hands!
"The Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan will come back!"
With a final roar, the desolate figure disappeared into the Senluo Hell, leaving not a trace of dust behind to avoid contaminating the land of Moyun City.
The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed.
The sun shines again.
Xie couldn't laugh.
The Xie family members laughed.
Qiandao Lingzun and Mo Yunyi, who had been waiting outside the city for a long time, also laughed.
Moyun City finally regains its light!
Chu Yiyi looked exhausted, and when he looked at Mo Yunlong quietly, he was surrounded by the messy Moyun City.
Little fat Li Chen stood beside him and asked in a low voice: "Brother, that power just now... felt very evil."
His chubby face still looked frightened. Apparently, the previous experience in Senluo Hell had left a deep impression on him.
Chu Yiliu touched his head and said softly: "There is no distinction between good and evil in power. Good and evil only lie in the human heart."
"Good and evil are in the human heart?" Li Chen raised his head and looked at Chu Yiliu's side face, as if he had some realization.
At this moment, Qian Dao Lingzun and others walked into the city in a swaggering manner.
"Young Master Chu, you are truly so powerful that you have lived up to our great trust." The Thousand Blades Spirit Lord laughed loudly, and he brought people here to take over Moyun City.
After all, they are the nominal owners of Moyun City.
Xie Fufa frowned slightly, these guys came at the right time.
Immediately, some members of the Xie clan said angrily: "When we fought just now, they didn't come out. Now they have jumped out to reap the fruits of victory. It's just..."
However, before he could finish his words, the Thousand Knife Spirit Lord glanced over, frightening him so much that he swallowed his words in the middle of the sentence.
Nowadays, Chu Yiyi's party is fighting against Desolation, and the losses are huge. Who has the strength to stop the Thousand Swords Spirit Lord?
Thousand Blades Spirit Master had a smile on his face and looked at Chu Yiyili.