Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 522 The Power of Devouring
With this inhalation, a hurricane blew up in the space of more than ten miles covered by the magic circle, and hundreds of tornadoes with a height of one hundred meters flew into the giant mouth of the Yin-Yang Martial Soul with the bones on the ground. The disciples of the sect were also swept up by the tornado, screaming and flying into the air.

Between the sky and the earth, the dust billowed, the wind and clouds changed color, and even the flames on the ground and the thunder and lightning in midair became distorted under the huge suction force of the Wuhun.

At the same time, the surrounding protective magic circle was distorted.

Mo Lin could clearly see that dense cracks appeared on the crystal wall where the magic circle condensed, almost reaching the edge of breaking.

"how so!"

Mo Lin never imagined that the Yin-Yang Wuhun he sacrificed by Goujitiaoqiang would have such great power.

Ever since he used it to subdue the fire spirit turtle in the Boneyard six years ago, Mo Lin had never tried to use it to devour other life.

In order to prevent the sudden attack of that painful hunger, Mo Lin would feed it some soul stones every once in a while, and there have been no accidents in the past few years.

Never would I have thought that the Yin-Yang Martial Soul that I sent out in desperation actually possessed such a terrifying devouring power.

Look at the fire demon again.

At this time, half of his body has entered the gate of the mysterious world.

For the rest of the distance, it doesn't even take one percent of the blink of an eye to escape from life.

But this moment of time has become the furthest distance in his life.

Affected by Mo Lin's will, the devouring core of the Yin-Yang martial soul aimed at the Fire Demon Golden Body.

At the same time as the ground tornado lifted into the sky, a cyclone visible to the naked eye locked the body of the fire demon's golden body, pulling the half of his body that had already entered the mysterious world out of the mysterious world!

"no, do not want!"

As if aware of the danger, the fire demon let out a hysterical scream, but the suction force produced by the Yin-Yang martial soul was astonishingly powerful. At the moment of locking the fire demon, the cyclone was like the retracted tongue of a predatory frog, and the fire demon was sucked away in a blink of an eye. Involved in the black mouth, leaving only his last terrified cry echoing between the heaven and the earth.

The devouring power of the Yin-Yang martial soul didn't end there.

After swallowing the fire demon, the cyclone shot out again, and rolled towards the direction of the space door that was just lit up. In Mo Lin's perception, he could clearly feel that the world on that side collapsed instantly, as if something As the cyclone retracts being dragged generally.

"It, it is devouring Mysterious Small World!"

Molin immediately understood what the collapsed space meant, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Master, congratulations on activating the power of devouring the sky. To ensure safety, please send all your companions into the Sanjiang Realm. As long as the master continues to stimulate the devouring power of the martial soul, thousands of disciples of the Sanyuanzong will become masters to promote A tonic of ability, if the old servant's premonition is correct, after this devouring is over, the master is expected to win the title of Martial Emperor!"

The Fire Spirit Turtle and the Water Spirit Fox had already hid behind Mo Lin, their four small eyes looked at the Yin-Yang Martial Soul in mid-air with excitement and fear, reminding Mo Lin.

"Aspire to be the Martial Emperor?!"

Mo Lin's eyes shot brightly. Now he is only a seventh-level Martial King. With his cultivation speed, in the rich heaven and earth aura of the Eight Desolation, it would take three years at the fastest to be promoted to the Martial King. Said that this surprise was too unexpected.

But when he saw the countless seriously injured Sanyuanzong disciples being swallowed up by martial souls, Mo Lin, who had an instinctive rejection of cannibalism, hesitated in his heart.

But when he thought that dozens of ancestors died at the hands of these guys, and thought that if he didn't improve his strength as soon as possible, more people might die in the future, Mo Lin gritted his teeth and opened the Three Jiang Realm .

"All Mohist disciples obey the order and hide in the Three Jiang Realm as quickly as possible, hurry up!"

Mo Lin's voice resounded all over the world, reaching everyone's ears. The eight barbarian kings and the ancestors of the Mo Sect were all taken aback. They didn't understand that they were occupying an absolute advantage. Why should they hide, and Mo Lin has three gingers? Very few people know the secrets of the world, and they didn't react for a while.

"The eight barbarian kings follow my footsteps, those who disobey the order will be killed!"

With a roar, Lei Huo retracted his body in an instant, and was the first to rush towards the gate of the Three Jiang Realm, followed by the barbarian warriors.

Hearing Lei Huo's roar, although the Eight Great Barbarian Kings were puzzled, they instinctively chased him out.

There are many masters around Mo Lin, but there is no doubt that Lei Huo is the most outstanding one among them.

Since Mo Lin subdued the nine barbarian kings in Piaoxue City half a year ago, Lei Huo has privately walked around the territory of each barbarian king.

When he returned to Piaoxue City, the Nine Great Barbarian Kings realized that Mo Lin was far more than the only one who could play them as balls. This strong man with cold eyes could also play with them between applause.

Unlike Mo Lin's point-and-shoot, the battle between Lei Huo and them was the real tragedy. The nine barbarian kings were beaten so convincedly that they didn't have the slightest temper.

In their hearts, they were more afraid of Lei Huo than Mo Lin.

Now, seeing that Leihuo was the first to rush into the gate of the Three Jiang Realm, they put aside their doubts and rushed in as fast as they could.

"Everyone, what are you still doing in a daze, quickly enter Molin's Mysterious Small World!"

Ouyang Xueqing turned back into a human form, waved her sleeves, rolled up the wounded Momen patriarch and the unlucky corpses in the mirage and threw them towards San Jiangjie, and she followed closely behind and rushed in.

"go!"

The ancestors of the Mo Sect looked at each other, although they couldn't figure out how Mo Lin had a Mysterious Small World, they also released their cultivation in the shortest time, and then chased after them.

After a while, apart from Mo Lin, no one from the Momen sect could be seen in the space covered by the magic circle.

The Sanyuanzong disciples looked at each other, the withdrawal of Lei Huo and others undoubtedly gave them time to break the formation, logically speaking, they should be happy, but for some reason, everyone had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

At this time.

The Yin-Yang Wuhun finally swallowed the Fire Demon's Mysterious Xiaojie.

Mo Lin felt that there was a strong consciousness deep in his soul guiding him to devour the target of devouring the disciples of the Sanyuan Sect.

In that strong consciousness, Mo Lin felt like a beggar who had been hungry for three months, and those Sanyuanzong disciples were like delicious delicacies, which made him eager to eat.

"Master, hurry up, take advantage of this moment, and put your will on the martial soul, before it's too late."

(End of this chapter)