Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 572
Although the martial king powerhouses in Zhengdong were suppressed by the phalanx and couldn't get close, the spells cast from a long distance were not something ordinary Wuzong could afford. What's more, among the two hundred martial kings, there were many bow cultivators who possessed the martial soul of bow and arrow. The rider fell on the way to retreat.

But as the pursuers deepened, Shen Suanzi faintly felt something was wrong.

Although the Lancers led by Zhao Qiang retreated, the plastic surgery was not messy.

The soldiers and horses on both sides of Mo Lin's subordinates also noticed the situation here, but they didn't send a single soldier to support them, as if they were deliberately attracting the group of Martial King masters to chase and kill them.

Just when the magic operator was puzzled, a sudden change occurred.

The space above the heads of the two hundred Martial Kings suddenly twisted violently, and a huge palace with a radius of several miles appeared out of thin air. The three thousand Lancers and the two hundred Martial Kings below were all covered by the palace and disappeared. It is impossible to see through the situation under this palace.

"This is... a mirage?!"

The expression on Shen Shuanzi's face instantly froze. This is his small world of chess games. Affected by the rules, as long as the crystal wall separating the space is not broken, neither he nor Mo Lin can go to the battlefield in person, and can only play chess as chess players in the void. But any changes in the chess game cannot escape his eyes.

But the illusion created by magic is an exception. Even if he is the master of the chessboard, he can't break the rules of the chess game and peek at the mystery in the illusion.

But the Divine Sense of the Divine Operator can detect every corner of the chessboard. Although the sensing power in the illusion is only one-tenth of the usual, he can still feel the aura of the more than 200 Martial Kings disappearing rapidly.

There were no screams, and all the voices were blocked by the mirage. When the palace that suddenly appeared disappeared, only Zhao Qiang and his three thousand heavy armored cavalry were left in the field.

More than 200 martial arts masters, including three eighth-level kings, just...disappeared out of thin air, as if they were suddenly swallowed by a gluttonous mouth.

The fortune teller finally couldn't sit still.

No matter how much ordinary soldiers and horses lose, he doesn't care, but the masters of the Martial Kings are the backbone of the entire battlefield. In the Wuling Sect or even the entire Eight Desolation, the powerful Martial Kings are the main force of the war. More than 200 Martial Kings are so ignorant It disappeared unknowingly, and it was still in the chess game he had arranged. This made Shen Suanzi feel that the situation was out of control for the first time.

"Martial Emperor, only a strong Martial King can do this! But even a master Martial King can't quietly kill more than 200 Martial Kings in one fell swoop."

Shen Suanzi didn't intend to wait any longer. The sudden disappearance of the two hundred Martial Kings shook his confidence in this battle. As his eyes flickered, a door of space opened, and a man wearing a purple wizard robe was bathed in purple The middle-aged man in Guanghua descended on the battlefield.

Wuhuang strong!
Mo Lin saw a chill flashing in the eyes of the purple-robed man who suddenly appeared on the battlefield. This is a second-level Martial Emperor powerhouse. It seems that the fortune teller finally couldn't bear the final decisive battle.

The place where the purple-robed man appeared was due to the north, and beside him was a mountain giant surrounded by barbarian warriors from the Sword God Legion. As soon as he appeared, a violent sword light pierced through the air, slashing the mountain giant beside him. into two halves.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Wu Ling Sect immediately became overwhelmed.

The mountain giant's power was beyond their imagination, and the threat they posed to them when they cooperated with the barbarian warriors was nothing but massacre. This elder in purple robe was no different from saving their lives.

however.

Before the mountain giant's body fell to the ground, a roaring roar resounded through the sky, and a chain entangled in flames pierced through the air, wrapping around the purple-robed man's body.

It is Thunder Fire's Night Sky Chain!

The purple-robed man who beheaded a mountain giant as soon as he appeared on the stage was slightly startled. When he saw the chains on his body, a greedy light suddenly appeared on his face. However, the expression at this moment was forever fixed on his face with an incomparable sword light.

This knife flew from outside the sky.

Swish!
The body of the purple-robed man split in two silently, and fell to the sides like a mountain giant.

Due to the speed of the knife and the disparity in strength between the two sides, the purple-robed man's Nascent Soul Golden Body didn't even have time to escape, and they were also cut in two.

At the end of the sword light, 30 meters in front of the purple-robed man, a slender figure with a mask emerged from the void.

"The Emperor Wu killed the King Wu, so shameless."

An indifferent voice spewed out from the mouth of the masked man, and a Yin-Yang Taiji diagram appeared on top of his head, sucking in the golden body and corpse of the purple-robed man instantly, and then, the masked man disappeared out of thin air.

"Spirit of swallowing the sky!"

The fortune teller woke up instantly.

He finally understood how the more than 200 Martial Kings disappeared, and Mo Lin had used the power of Martial Kings without knowing when!

The divine operator has only learned vague information about the spirit of swallowing the sky from the oracle.

The message passed by the Great Sun Dharma King only said that Mo Lin had cultivated the Flying Sword Art and told him not to fight head-on, but he mentioned very little about the Sky Swallowing Spirit.

God's fortune teller doesn't know what is so terrifying about the spirit of swallowing the sky, he only knows that it can devour all life and treasures containing spiritual energy. Can hide body shape!
mean!Shameless!
A feeling of being cheated came to Shen Suanzi's heart.

If there is a strong Martial Emperor who can hide his figure in the battlefield, it is no wonder that his 15 troops will be restrained.

The Martial Emperor only needs to use the power of the rules a little bit, even if he doesn't directly participate in the battle, just disturbing the opponent's soul energy at a critical moment is enough to reverse the entire battle situation.

On the battlefield where the highest level of Martial King is no higher than the eighth level, the Martial King is like a jackal breaking into a flock of sheep, almost an invincible existence.

(End of this chapter)