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Chapter 3143 Swallowing the Air of Death
"They're all looking for death!"

Under the order of Emperor Yan Luo, the army of resentful ghosts that surrounded Emperor Yan Luo rushed towards Yama.

Looking at the rushing grieving ghost, Yan Mo in the soul-destroying formation, only contempt and disdain flashed in his eyes.

The name of his soul-destroying array already represents everything, that is, soul-destroying formation.

Even if a living person enters it, the soul will be traumatized, or even severely damaged or destroyed.

There is no entity, but the resentful ghost in the state of soul rushes into the soul-killing formation, and it is basically throwing himself into a trap to be wiped out.

So even though there are many grieving ghosts, Yama is not afraid.

On the contrary, Emperor Yan Luo was still a little bit excited.

Without the package of ghosts, the Emperor Yama can be seen.

So many ghosts, not summoned in vain, have to pay a price.

At this time, Tianzi Yan Luo's aura was obviously much weaker than before.

In such a situation, as long as he wiped out all the grieving ghosts, maybe he could really survive today.

"If we can leave alive, we will never step into China easily. The horror of China is not as simple as we know in advance."

Rumors are rumors after all, and intelligence is just intelligence.

How deep is the water in Huaxia and how strong are the gods here? Only after Yan Mo came here in person did he really understand.

There are ten kings of hell in the underworld, but there is only one king of hell, and it is already very difficult for him.

This made Yan Mo afraid of Huaxia, and after deciding to get rid of the Emperor Yan Luo and the Nine Heavens Xuannv, the first thing he had to do was to escape here and Huaxia as quickly as possible.

In the future, unless YD completely controls the Three Realms of China, he will never come to China again.

"Death... You will be able to see surprises soon."

The words that Yan Mo wanted to leave Huaxia and never set foot in Huaxia again were said in his heart, and Emperor Yan Luo could not hear them.

But when he said that the ghost army was about to die during the attack, a strange sneer appeared on the face of Emperor Yan Luo.

The summoning of these resentful ghost troops did consume a lot of yin energy in his body, but he still had some combat power, so he couldn't even fight.

Of course, after calling out his army of resentful ghosts, Emperor Yan Luo didn't intend to continue to attack.

Now, he just watched Yan Mo's soul-destroying formation, and at the same time secretly adjusted his breath to recover the Yin Qi he had consumed.

And his so-called surprise didn't refer to himself, but to the ghost army.

At the very beginning, Emperor Yan Luo had confidence in his army of resentful ghosts, but it would definitely not be this big.

Until he saw Yan Mo's soul-destroying battle and felt the fluctuating breath of death in the soul-destroying formation, Emperor Yan Luo was full of confidence. He knew that Yan Mo was bound to die.

"surprise?"

The Emperor Yama did not suppress his own voice, but shouted at Yama.

Hearing the so-called surprise of Emperor Yan Luo, Yan Mo instinctively felt that there would be things that he didn't want to face, things that he couldn't think of.

But what is it?
My soul-destroying formation is specifically aimed at the soul body. Are these resentful souls really not afraid of the soul-destroying formation?
"No, it's impossible."

"He said that on purpose, just to mess with my mind, so I won't be fooled."

Yan Mo is very confident in his soul-destroying formation.

He absolutely did not believe that Emperor Yan Luo's army of resentful ghosts could survive under his soul-killing formation.

So he only thought that the emperor Yan Luo said these things on purpose, just to stimulate himself.

But in fact, is it the same as what Yama thought?

When the resentful ghost army really hits the Soul Slayer Formation, he will know.

"Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

The speed of the resentful ghost army is not very fast, but it is not slow either.

Within a few breaths, the countless ghost army had arrived around the Soul Slayer Formation, falling from the sky like dark clouds covering the sky, roaring and rushing towards the Soul Slayer Formation.

"Let's go away, hahaha..."

"This, this... What's going on here? My soul-destroying formation is actually weakening, and they're not afraid of my soul-destroying formation?"

The Resentful Ghost Army was getting closer and closer to the Soul Slayer Formation, and the smile on Yan Mo's face became more and more ferocious.

He seemed to have already seen the scene where these resentful ghost army turned into countless black smoke after encountering the soul-killing formation, and their souls flew away.

But his hearty laugh only lasted for a second, and he froze.

Because what he imagined didn't happen, instead, the power of his Soul Slayer Formation was rapidly weakening.

This result was something he never expected.

His Soul Destroyer Formation is dedicated to restraining souls, so how can it be useless to these resentful ghosts?

"He, he, they are actually devouring my death aura, and my death aura is not a threat to them, what is going on!"

Staring blankly at the resentful ghost army, Su Mo finally discovered the problem.

The source of the power of this soul-destroying formation is the huge death breath he released.

These breaths of death give the entire formation the power to strangle the soul.

The resentful ghost army devoured the power of death, reducing the power of the power of killing souls.

But how these resentful ghost army could devour their own death power is what Su Mo couldn't understand the most.

"Are you surprised, are you surprised?"

"You can't imagine how I usually nourish these resentful ghosts?"

Su Mo was astonished, and when his expression was dull, Tianzi Yan Luo had already stood outside his soul-destroying formation.

To be honest, even the emperor Yan Luo would feel very uncomfortable if he forcibly broke into this soul-destroying formation.

But his army of resentful ghosts is not afraid of them.

"Nourish the resentful ghosts... Could it be that you nourish them with the breath of death?"

"To nourish so many ghosts, how much death air would it take? How could you do that?"

Yan Mo is not stupid, the words of Emperor Yan Luo immediately reminded him of something.

But soon, he began to question again. These are not one or two grieving ghosts, but thousands of grieving ghosts. To nourish so many grieving ghosts, the air of death required is very large.

"I am alone, and I really can't nourish them."

"But in my underworld, the most indispensable thing is yin qi (death qi), not to mention these, even if it is added a hundred times and a thousand times, my underworld can also support it."

Yan Luo Tianzi said loudly, looking at Yan Mo, full of playful eyes.

Yan Mo was so proud of himself that he thought he could destroy all ghosts, and even give himself a lifeline, but in fact it was just food for the ghost army.

Depression, astonishment, unwillingness to believe, all kinds of complex emotions filled Yama's heart.

After playing for a long time, I am shooting myself in the foot with a rock.

"No...no...impossible..."

Looking at the ever-shrinking soul-destroying formation, Yan Mo kept shaking his head in denial, but he couldn't change this fact...

(End of this chapter)