Chapter 3541 Black Dimple

"how did you do it?"

Motuo was puzzled, but subconsciously asked at this moment, and immediately saw a playful look on the face of the young man in black, which made him want to slap himself hard.

"What? Do you want to learn? Take me as your teacher and I will teach you!"

How could Yun Xiao miss this opportunity of strong ridicule, hearing a series of rhetorical questions from his mouth, he pressed the dignity of the strong man of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest to the ground and rubbed it fiercely.

"Hey, speaking of it, we're old...friends. I didn't expect that you haven't improved at all in such a long time!"

Yun Xiao stared at this somewhat familiar face, thinking about his fate at the Canglong Emperor Palace in Jiuchonglongxiao, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and this was his sincere words.

The reunion with Shen Xingmou in the Liyuan Realm, the Saintess of the Zhaixing Tower told Yun Xiao a lot, including the strong man of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, after all, the two had overlapped before.

According to Shen Xingmou, Motuo, like Shen Xingmou, was at the level of Ninth Rank Immortal Venerable when he fought in Canglong Emperor Palace.

If the latter hadn't possessed a mind-peering mirror, who would have won the fight at that time would have been a matter of debate.

But more than a year later, Shen Xingmou has broken through from the original ninth-rank immortal to the real first-rank god emperor, and this Motuo of the Myriad Demon Forest is only in the realm of demigod.

Strictly speaking, the demigod realm is only half a foot into the ninth rank of the god emperor rank, and the combat power is certainly stronger, but it may take many years of practice to really break through that layer of shackles.

From this point of view, Yun Xiao said that Motuo was standing still, and he was not wronged.

But in fact, in Liyuan Realm, especially the spirits of these ninth-rank immortals, it is extremely difficult to step into the level of the demigod realm within a year and a half.

Compared with most of the Ninth Grade Immortal Venerables, Medog's ability to make another half step in such a short period of time is definitely an astonishing move worthy of praise.

However, such an impressive breakthrough, in the mouth of the human black-clothed youth in front of him, turned into "such a long time" and "there is no progress at all", which is simply tolerable.

"Who the hell are you?"

Motuo suppressed the anger in his heart, suddenly realized the other party's statement, and asked it immediately, and the strangeness that appeared before was suddenly magnified at this moment.

Originally, Mo Tuo felt that the wooden sword was somewhat familiar with the sword field, but he only cared about Shen Xing's eyes. How could he pay attention to an ant from the lower plane?

But listening to the other party's tone, it seemed that he had seen him before. Motuo's vague thoughts were fermented, but he couldn't remember them for a while, which drove him crazy.

It stands to reason that if there is such an astonishing genius in the human race, Wan Molin should get news soon.

But Motuo searched his brains, and he didn't think of any human sect or faction with such a number one figure as Xingchen, so he could only hope that the other party would show his identity.

"Before I kill you, if you can guess it, I'll give you a good time, how about it?"

Yun Xiao looked at the strong man in front of him with a half-smile, Motuo wished he could slap himself again as soon as he said this.

What happened to me today, why do I keep asking such stupid questions, do I still expect the other party to answer truthfully?

"Without Sword Field, you are just an embroidered pillow!"

Motuo glanced at the countless sword shadows over there, and then sneered, a thick black mist had already emerged from his body, as if he didn't want to waste time at all.

It seems that what Motuo is afraid of is the weird wooden sword and the sword field that can make people unable to escape. Putting these two aside, the human boy in front of him is just an ordinary ninth-rank immortal.

Motuo wanted to get rid of this nasty human kid before Genggu was killed by the sword field, and he might even rescue Genggu who was in a desperate situation.

In the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, there are also factions. Medog and Genggu are not the same faction. He believes that after this time, he will definitely make the Genggu faction owe him a huge favor.

"Try this!"

Naturally, Yun Xiao had been preparing for it. Just as Motuo's words fell, his hands that were originally clasped in his sleeves suddenly opened, and a five-color light circle spun rapidly in front of him.

In the center of the five-color aperture, a five-color light spot became brighter and brighter. From such a short distance, it hit Motuo's body fiercely, making several human geniuses far away thoughtful.

"It's the power of decomposition!"

Li Muling, the genius of the Lieyang Palace who had already guessed Yun Xiao's identity, recalled the descriptions about Yun Xiao in his mind, and he knew some of the young man's proud methods very well.

Although the power of disintegration is not as desirable as that of the domain, at least the geniuses of these few days have not been cultivated, so there is a gleam of envy in their eyes.

As for the power of the disintegration force, they had learned about it from their respective sects, so they naturally had some guesses. Seeing that Medog was hit by the disintegration force, they couldn't help being surprised and delighted.

Hoo hoo...

However, at this moment, a gust of wind blew past, and Medog, who had just turned into a human form, suddenly turned into a black mist as black as ink again.

The disintegrating power of the five-color light beams also shot directly into the black mist.

The pitch-black mist surged for a while, and De Yunxiao's expression became a little worrisome, because he found that the five-element decomposition power he sacrificed was slowly disappearing under the wriggling of the mist.

"Human boy, the power of mere disintegration, but I can't help it!"

Medog's triumphant laughter came out of the mist, which lifted the spirits of dozens of Fangcheng, secretly thinking that the lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest is not so easy to defeat.

And that human boy in black, that is, Jianyu is stronger. Without Jianyu, Motuo might have to seize the opportunity to kill him in one blow, thus turning the situation around.

boom!

For the time being, the facts have not disappointed these ghosts in Shifang City.

It is inevitable that there are many nights and dreams, and the mist transformed by Motuo, after dissolving the disintegrating power of the five elements, suddenly rose against the wind, directly enveloping the young man in black not far in front of him.

"Haha, Xingchen, if you fall into the 'black dimple' of this seat, you just wait to become a crazy lunatic!"

A burst of wild laughter came out from the black mist, which surprised and delighted the countless ghosts in the Ten Directions City. On the other hand, the three great geniuses of human beings had worried expressions on their faces.

Li and Han's understanding of Yun Xiao is limited to the information sent back to their respective sects. They have never seen Yun Xiao fighting the enemy with their own eyes, and they don't know much about the so-called black dimple spirit of the Wanmo Lin Motuo .

Even Mu Yin, who knew more about Yun Xiao over there, had a hint of worry in his beautiful eyes. After all, Lin Motuo of the Ten Thousand Demons had a great reputation, and it should be considered that he had used his true natal supernatural power until this moment.

Even Mu Yin has reason to believe that if Motuo used the so-called black dimple qi just now, he might not be able to deal with it so easily, and he might suffer a big loss.

In the induction of the three geniuses, there is an extremely astonishing corrosive power in the black mist. This kind of corrosive power not only corrodes human flesh and blood, but also the invisible soul.

Motuo's body is a special thing called black dimple qi sha. Since he cultivated his spiritual wisdom, the power of this black dimple qi sha has been increasing day by day, and now he has reached a state of minor success.

If Motuo is allowed to break through to the level of the God Emperor, Hei Di Qi Sha will be able to achieve great success. At that time, it will have a very strong effect even on those human cultivators of the God Emperor level, and even the vein masters.

The tyranny of Hei Di Qi Sha is that he has an extremely terrifying corrosive power to human souls.

Not to mention these ordinary human cultivators, even a meridian with powerful soul power, as long as they are wrapped by it, they will be unable to eat and walk around.

Whether it is the three human geniuses, or the onlookers in Shifang City, Motuo himself has no confidence in Heidi Qisha, which can be said to be his most powerful natal supernatural power.

Especially when he saw that Yun Xiao had been wrapped up in the black qi sha, Mo Tuo felt that the battle was over.

As long as he can take the life of this human kid in the first place, Geng Gu over there should also be able to save his life.

This kills two birds with one stone, and even Motuo himself admired him a little. This surprise came too suddenly, and all of this, in his opinion, was based on the premise that the human boy in black was too arrogant.

This kid named Xing Chen thought that Geng Gu, who had trapped the demigod realm with the sword domain just now, almost killed the strong man of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest. This is a bit inflated!

Perhaps this is the legend of extreme joy begets sorrow. In Motuo's view, that human boy is nothing without that wooden sword, or that strange sword field, just so vulnerable.

Countless eyes stared at the human youth wrapped in the black mist, and no one even paid attention to the Ten Thousand Swords Domain in the other sky, or the strong foreign spirit in the Ten Thousand Swords Domain.

Because even if Geng Gu could get out of the Ten Thousand Swords Domain, his strength would be greatly reduced if he lost his arm. The key to the battle in Shifang City lies in whether Modog can kill that human youth with one blow.

Looking at the black mist that kept surging, almost all the ghosts believed that the overall situation was settled, and some ghosts in Shifang City turned their gloating gazes to the three great human geniuses over there.

Today's battle was full of twists and turns, from the low abyss to the joyous clouds all of a sudden, this kind of mood of ups and downs, can be regarded as a different kind of tempering for the ghosts of Shifang City!