The enlightenment of covering the sky starts with security guards

Chapter 217: Fight, fight to the death

Yan Ruyu didn't answer. She looked at everyone calmly, handed the magic pill in her hand to Mo Ling, and then took a step back. The meaning expressed in it was very clear, Mo Ling had the final say.

And Mo Ling knew Yan Ruyu better, because Yan Ruyu knew that it was impossible for him to hand over the magic pill, and he did so just because he didn't want to waste his time.

The little heart that was so frightened by Qing Emperor has calmed down. Looking at the surrounding eyes like hungry wolves looking at food, Mo Ling smiled, looked at everyone and said with a smile:

"It's okay to give the magic pill to you, but there is only one magic pill. How should you divide it among so many people in so many holy places?"

Mo Ling touched his chin as if he was thinking about you.

"Even if you get the magic pill, you will each fight to fight for it. Do you think this will work? How about we set up an arena first and I will give the magic pill to whoever wins?"

The expressions of the surrounding strong men suddenly became ugly. Such an obvious estrangement meant that they were pressed to the ground and rubbed wildly. Who could bear it?
"You kid with a yellow mouth, show off your power of words!"

"It seems that you don't want to pay. Now I haven't settled the debt with you for taking the treasure for myself. Let's settle the old and new debts together!"

"Mo Ling, I originally planned to let you go, but if you seek death, we will help you!"

"Today next year is your death day!"

"kill!"

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Mo Ling's words aroused everyone's anger, murderous intent filled the air, and the icy cold wind howled between heaven and earth.

The divine light of countless powerful men soared into the sky, their divine power surged, and the world became desolate. The various divine lights formed a beautiful picture between the heaven and the earth. Under the beauty, there was a fatal killing move.

Mo Ling was also unwilling to be outdone. He activated his divine power and burst out with fighting spirit. He nodded towards Yan Ruyu and then quickly said to Xia Jiuyou:
"I won't be able to take care of you in the next battle, so be careful!"

"kill!"

Mo Ling roared and rushed into the crowd. The two sides' divine powers came into contact, like two meteorites colliding, and the heaven and earth roared.

The sea of ​​thunder enveloped the world. In the sea of ​​thunder, Mo Ling was like a wild and ferocious beast, fighting a pack of wolves with his hands. Regardless of his own injuries, he tore a strong man into pieces with his bare hands. His blood spilled into the sky, and he became increasingly fierce. Mo Ling's ferocity was aroused.

Yan Ruyu walked among the crowd, with a cool temperament and divine light, like a high-ranking goddess of the Nine Heavens. Every time she walked by, with a tap of her finger, a golden lotus bloomed, and a strong man fell with it.

Ye Fan and others also joined the station. The divine power of the Holy Land surged, and the overbearing power forced the surrounding strong men to retreat. The big black dog and Duan De were hiding in the dark, and from time to time they were plotting behind their backs. Many strong men were suffering. Unspeakable.

As the war continued, the strong men in the major holy places were almost defeated. Dozens of strong men from Sendai were unable to overwhelmingly defeat a few people. Instead, they lost many strong men, and their momentum was suppressed.

Seeing such a situation, someone finally woke up and backed away violently, shouting:
"Don't fight forcefully, just use the imperial soldiers to kill him!"

Previously, strong men from various holy places were attracted by the divine elixir, and the greed in their hearts overwhelmed their reason, and they became crazy, trying to snatch the divine elixir by force with their own strength.

But they forgot that Mo Ling and Yan Ruyu were extremely powerful and could fight at higher levels, and after Yan Ruyu's strength broke through the Immortal Platform, no one here was her opponent.

A head-on fight like this won't hurt them at all.

Now that reason has returned, they don't have enough people here to deal with it, but they still have imperial soldiers. With so many imperial soldiers surrounding them, even if Mo Ling is a saint, he won't be able to survive.

The powerful men woke up one after another, and the geniuses of the Holy Land retreated towards the outside of the Immortal Land.

They knew that now was the real war. Once the imperial army broke out, the power it would cause would be enough to destroy everyone.An emperor-respecting weapon emerged in the void, and the powerful men from various holy places took out spells in their hands. The emperor's weapon emitted a hazy halo, and wisps of imperial power began to reverberate between heaven and earth.

The sky and the earth shook, the void shattered, the avenue escaped, and the void became blurred.

The vast and domineering aura echoed across the heaven and earth, and all things surrendered.

Mo Lingshen took a breath, knowing that he had to fight hard now. If he waited any longer, the emperor's pressure alone would cause him to collapse and die.

With a wink at Yan Ruyu, Mo Ling walked out of the Qing Emperor Soldier's shield.

Under the emperor's power, the air became very viscous, and he felt trapped in a quagmire, unable to move.

"Open to me!!"

Mo Ling roared wildly, his technique was operating to the extreme, his divine power surged, his blood boiled, and he felt that his whole body was on fire, and blood vessels appeared on his skin like the roots of an old tree, which looked very scary.

Under the emperor's power, Mo Ling slowly raised his head, staring at everyone with his scarlet eyes.

"Huh! Use human power to resist the emperor's power? You are not overestimating your own capabilities!"

Sneered by the strong.

"No, don't worry about him, stop Yan Ruyu!" A strong man suddenly shouted!
At this time, Yan Ruyu was sitting cross-legged on the purple golden lotus platform, with complex seals formed in her hands. The divine power in her body poured into the Qing Emperor's soldiers crazily, and a vast aura slowly revived.

not enough!
Yan Ruyu knew what to do when Mo Ling said he was desperate.

Resurrect the Imperial Soldiers!

Under the encirclement and suppression of the emperor's soldiers in the major holy places, there is only one way out of this situation, and that is to revive the emperor's soldiers. Of course, she can revive the emperor's soldiers, and other holy places can also revive, but this is not something she can control. I believe Mo Ling will not let such a situation happen.

The divine power in the body was drained, and Yan Ruyu's body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, scattering on the Qing Emperor soldiers. Her face suddenly turned pale as paper, and her cultivation began to fluctuate.

The divine power was drained and the origin was damaged. If not restored in time, the cultivation level may fall and become an eternal injury. This is unbearable for a monk, but Yan Ruyu did it without hesitation.

Through the call of the bloodline, the body of the Qing Emperor Soldier began to tremble, the heaven and earth surged, the endless essence of heaven and earth gathered towards the Emperor Soldier, and the breath continued to revive.

"Stop her!" The strong man saw this scene, his eyes were splitting, and he shouted sternly. The expressions of the other strong men changed drastically, they ignored Mo Ling, and controlled the imperial soldiers to press towards Yan Ruyu.

If the Qing Emperor's soldiers are allowed to revive successfully, even if they can be blocked by the revived Emperor's soldiers, the losses will be huge. Maybe not many people here can survive, and no one can bear such a price.

"Is the young master just a decoration?"

The imperial power on his body disappeared, Mo Ling sneered, took out a drop of white tiger essence and put it in his mouth, all kinds of weapons flashed in his eyes.

The strong men in the major holy places are protected by imperial weapons. With his strength, he can't attack them at all. No matter how powerful the secret technique is, it will be useless. However, he has the secret weapon. In theory, he can control all kinds of weapons in the world.

The word "Bing" was secretly circulating, and the spiritual thoughts were moving towards the Great Emperor's Sword of the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Pfft~~~"

Mo Ling's blood spurted out wildly, his face turned pale, and the divine power he exerted was as if it had encountered a raging fire under the emperor's power and was directly burned. Not to mention affecting his control, he couldn't even get close.

(End of this chapter)