Chapter 1042
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In the next instant, as the berserk energy ripples spread out, that seemingly sharp black long blade was instantly split into two halves. Then, with a 'bang', it exploded into countless metal pieces.
After destroying the black blade with a punch, the giant demonic corpse's fist did not weaken. It was as fast as lightning as it blasted out, bringing with it a ferocious demonic aura wind as it ruthlessly smashed into Mo Ming's chest.
"Bang!"
The protective Yuan Energy barrier on his body collapsed in an instant. Mo Ming's clothes also exploded into powder in an instant. Immediately, his body shot out like a cannonball, heavily crashing into the crowd behind him. Immediately, many figures were thrown off their feet as miserable howls rang out.
"Pfft."
Mo Ming hurriedly circulated his Yuan Energy and stabilized his body in the air. As the blood in his body churned, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, his hair was disheveled and his clothes were tattered. His appearance was extremely miserable. One could no longer see the noble demeanor of a top direct disciple of a super sect.
"How is this possible?!"
Looking at Mo Ming, who had fallen into a disadvantageous position after a single punch, everyone from the Northern Continent's sects were so shocked by this scene that they showed signs of collapse. Their eyes bulged out as shock surged on their faces.
Their hearts were filled with disbelief at this situation.
No matter what, Mo Ming had the strength of a seventh level Divine Sea. Even if he encountered a giant demonic corpse that was one level higher than him, how could he be defeated so miserably in such a short confrontation?!
On the other hand, the giant demonic corpse's fist only left an indistinct blade mark on it. It should be known that Mo Ming's black blade was a quasi-Saint Soul Treasure. It was incomparably tough, but it was still unable to damage its essence.
One could imagine that the strength of this monster's physical body had reached an extremely terrifying level! When it was alive, it was likely at least a Demon General or a King Yimo of the Yimo Tribe.
While the giant demonic corpse was obstructed, the demonic corpse army behind finally swept over like a mighty wave. They completely surrounded the top of the mountain, blocking all escape routes for the Northern Continent's sects.
Looking at the powerful and numerous demonic corpses around them, the hearts of Mo Ming and the others suddenly tightened.
"Roar roar roar!"
A series of ferocious and violent roars broke the silence in the night sky.
Although these demonic corpses didn't have high intelligence, they had an instinctive desire to plunder humans. It was a desire to slaughter their prey.
Back then, in the great war against the Mantis Demons, countless human cultivators had died. However, when the battlefield was cleaned up, many human cultivators had died without leaving behind any corpses. That was because after they were killed, they had been eaten by the Mantis Demons.
Countless number of hungry and bloodthirsty gazes stared coldly at the hundred plus figures within the encirclement. Without the slightest prelude, they immediately swarmed over after the stern roar.
Upon seeing this scene, desperation surged onto Mo Mingren's face. The Yuan Power within his body gushed out without reservation at this moment, condensing into numerous formidable martial arts attacks that ruthlessly bombarded the demonic corpse.
At this moment, Long Bufan and the other three had also arrived. Under the concealment of the Space Rune, they hovered in the air not far from the mountain peak.
"So you're from the sects of the North Continent."
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