All Hail the King!
They were like sharks that smelled blood and furiously surged towards the intimidating Day Script!
Only mo with the most noble bloodline and peerless talent could cultivate a mo physique like this! Only mo like this had the potential to become king!
When they heard about the Great Day mo physique, the restless mo army suddenly stilled. Then uncontrollable joy appeared on many people's faces.
Great Day mo physique!
This guy was obsessed with cleanliness.
The grey mist tentacles and the moon-shaped mist slash came closer to the dark red Day Script.
All Hail the King!
Otherwise, with the Great Day mo physique paired with the Crow Fiend Mo Kill Formation, his Mist Hand Position and Heavenly Net Battle Formation wouldn't have any chance of victory.
A middle-aged person dressed in grey robes walked out of the grey mist. He had a pair of grey-white eyes that looked extremely deep.
Before the grey mist tentacles could get close to the Day Script, they were crushed by the great power of the Day Script and exploded!
Listening to the conversation between the two, Zuo Mo twisted his mouth. The power of the Crow Fiend Mo Kill Formation permeated every corner of his body. The excitement from the Great Day mo physique being activated to its limits caused him to turn into a battle maniac. He was like a red-eyed lion that wanted to charge and tear the other to pieces.
Zuo Mo's frozen face first paled and then suddenly turned red. Blood energy surged and his face was so red it seemed as though blood would drip out at any moment.
Zuo Mo was like a bloodthirsty lion as he stared at the roiling grey mist.
Ye Ling forced himself to calm down. He who did not cultivate the mist mo physique could only use the power of the battle formation to block this attack without a scratch.
"Sir, I am the commander of this troop, we surrender!"
In the grey mist, Ye Ling's eyes were unusually bright. He had a strange hint of joy on his face.
The mo army behind him shifted.
The grey mist tentacles leapt at the Day Script at an even more furious rate. They were densely packed and seemed to be endless. Explosions sounded but the number of grey mist tentacles was even more astounding. There seemed to be no end to them.
In the gray fog, every demon soldier launched their attacks as fast as they could. Every attack would be enveloped in a layer of gray fog. They did not need to care about the direction of the attack, they only needed to attack at the fastest rate.
Every explosion of the gray fog tentacles would be repelled by the Day Pattern. From afar, it looked like the Day Pattern was constantly devouring the gray fog tentacles!
As a descendant of the noble Devil Clan who had fallen into the Cultivation World from a young age, his understanding of battle formations was lacking. In his opinion, this was a normal situation.
Your Majesty!
"Fallen! This is depravity! "Wei roared hysterically. He looked as if he had swallowed a fly.
The battlefield that was incomparably fierce just now suddenly fell into a strange deathly silence.
Nani! Surrender?
Pa pa pa!
"Sir, please allow us to surrender to you. We are willing to submit to Daren!" Ye Ling's voice was hoarse and deep with sincerity that even an idiot could hear.
The sudden surrender, or more accurately, the other battle general's courteous and sincere surrender, forced Zuo Mo's fighting spirit that was bursting to the point every cell in his body was burning back in!
He was so young, he was so talented, and his future was boundless!
A moment later, all the demon soldiers bowed and shouted in unison.
He walked alone to the front of the formation and bowed to Zuo Mo.
However, he had to first get through this!
If this blade went down, it could even split the sky open!
An unusually determined light flashed on everyone's faces.
The other's skill in the Day Pattern Palm was very deep, but in his view, the other's understanding of battle formations was still lacking.
This was his chance, and the only place he could use!
Countless moon-shaped mist blades suddenly flew out of the grey mist like a tide. They drew out strange trajectories in the air as they howled and leapt at the incoming Day Pattern Palm!
The aura within a ten-mile radius suddenly jumped along with this huge explosion!
In the gray fog, a concentrated, sharp sound suddenly rang out.
His eyes suddenly became slightly blurry. A daring and crazy thought spun through his mind. He was excited. But the mental fortitude that he had honed through countless battles was of great use at this time. He gritted his teeth and channeled his mo skill to its limits.
A hurried voice suddenly came from within the grey mist.
As expected, it was the Day Pattern Palm!
The Midday Blade was raised high. Behind him, all the hardship guards raised the mo weapons in their hands. Each mo weapon was shrouded in thick black mist!
His heart was filled with shock. He found that he had underestimated the other's skill in the Great Day mo physique. Deep mo level, only the Great Day mo physique of the deep mo level could have such domineering power!
To be able to stubbornly build a mo army in the xiuzhe world, he would be unyielding, he would be resilient. He didn't even dare to think about the hardships involved!
He felt his entire body was full of energy, endless energy, and filled with the desire to fight.
Ye Ling humbly bowed deeply at the waist.
Carry Mu Ang, despicable!
Zuo Mo sank into excitement again!
After a long while, Zuo Mo managed to squeeze out a weak wail inside.
Day Pattern Palm!
Are you giving me such a great opportunity to compensate your servant for not being able to cultivate the mist mo physique?
As expected of the legendary Great Day mo physique!
Pia pia pia!
But the other's attitude was sincere, his tone humble, and he was courteous. No matter what, he could not release the desire to fight inside. Zuo Mo, whose face was flushed red, couldn't breathe, couldn't breathe. He couldn't say a word.
At such a crucial time, Ye Ling didn't feel any fear of being hit, but was extremely excited.
The grey mist tentacles that were like whips were pulled taut and shot out like spears. The deep howl caused people's hearts to shake!
The dark red Day Pattern howled and arrived in front of him in a blink.
"Is this really a mo? When did the mo become so spineless? " Pu Yao looked at Ye Ling with a gaze as though he was prepared to pull out Ye Ling's soul at any moment and examine it.
Gu Ming Gong was the worst off. He was completely confused as he muttered incoherently to himself, "Illusion … … it must be an illusion … … a scheme? Did Daren send people to pretend to be mo? Is this a scheme from beginning to end … … this old man … … what motherf * * * ing jie is this … … "
Great Day mo physique of the deep mo level!
Carry Mu Ang, despicable!
This was just the first round of the enemy's attack!
I … … I … … I … …
Zuo Mo was so stifled he couldn't speak. In reality, he was still maintaining the position of holding the Midday Blade high up. However, his expression seemed to have been waxed and was frozen.
Looking down from the sky, this scene was spectacular.
The people behind Zuo Mo were petrified. Even Pu Yao and Wei in the sea of consciousness were stimulated by this scene to the point of insanity.
He shouted in his heart.
Ye Ling's battalion still maintained their bowing posture. They were motionless like statues. None of the mo soldiers moved.
"It is our honor to be able to surrender to a strong person that cultivates the Great Day mo physique! Please allow us to follow Daren. We are willing to burn all of our lives to serve Daren, to go through fire and water to achieve our glory! "
But the one who felt the most uncomfortable was Zuo Mo.
Such an outstanding mo was a genius that could not be ignored in any mo jie!
All of Ye Ling's composure disappeared.
Vast power flowed along his arm and burrowed into the Midday Blade in his hand. Woosh, the golden flame suddenly jumped high. At the same time, the Great Day Banded Flame inside Zuo Mo's body uncontrollably came out.
"All Hail the King!"
Was his brain fried?
A moon-shaped mist slash finally hit the Day Glyph.
The grey mist was filled with the sound of panting. Every demon soldier had a shocked expression on their faces.
Every mo soldier seemed to see a bright path in front of them!
Zuo Mo thought he had heard incorrectly. Surrender? Hadn't the battle just started?
Zuo Mo frowned. The other's fighting method was as strange as expected. Was this that Mist Hand Seat? However, this Mist Hand Seat was slightly strange but he did not feel it was too powerful. He was not arrogant enough to think that he could defeat the other in one move.
Invigorated, a strange blade burning with flames appeared in Zuo Mo's hand!
Zuo Mo stilled.
Ye Ling controlled each of the grey mist tentacles in an orderly manner.
Completely shrouded in golden flames, Zuo Mo held a blade also shrouded in golden flames in his hand!
Everyone behind Zuo Mo was stunned by this scene. The mature and steady Shu Long looked dazedly at the mo army and was unable to make a sound. The naturally lively A Wen gaped as though he had seen a ghost.
The mo army was surrendering to the xiuzhe?
"Sir, please wait a moment!"
Big Bro, play with me!
When this thought appeared in his mind, he uncontrollably shuddered!
He had never felt such a burning, never had such fighting spirit, never had such a wild impulse … …
"All Hail the King!"
Many thin ropes formed from grey mist suddenly flew out of the grey mist like tentacles.
That was the legendary Great Day mo physique!
The cultivation of the mo physique could be achieved through talent and mo skills, but the study of battle formations required constant training in the army to mature.
He suddenly stopped and forced himself to stop!
The person in front of him had a respectful and courteous expression. He seemed to be mentally sound!
In a blink, the positions of the two were reversed. A saintly smile came back onto Wei's face. "Yes, such a pity."
Great Day mo physique!
Boom!
It was still unstoppable. No matter if it was the grey mist tentacles or the crescent mist slash, they would explode the moment they neared!
"He did not cultivate the mist mo physique, no wonder he is so weak." Pu Yao was extremely disappointed. He had finally felt that the other could give Wei a pleasant surprise. He hadn't expected the other to be a defective product. He was greatly disappointed.
Boom boom boom!
The day script finally could not withstand the pressure and exploded!
But very quickly, he showed signs of fatigue.
However, the attacks that came in like a tide still dealt a fatal blow to the day script!
The attacks that followed were like a torrential rain that smashed onto the Sun Tattoo!
What kind of jie crossing was this?
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