Mo Wuhai stood in the void.
At this time, the demonic energy in the space had disappeared, and people outside could completely see the scene inside.
"The twelve demons are too strong.
Twelve times the power, this is too scary."
"Yes, one blow from Mo Wuhai is enough to destroy the Holy Land.
How powerful would it be with twelve times the power?"
Countless monks are discussing hotly that this is definitely a battle worthy of being recorded in history.
After this battle, there may be no place to look for the Holy Land.
At this moment, the man in golden armor was still changing, from the original three heads and six arms to six heads and twelve arms.
Twelve arms all holding the same knife.
Mo Wuhai still didn't move at this time.
With twelve arms, the fierce man swung out, and the twelve sword shadows converged into a golden sword and struck again.
When Mo Wuhai was in front of him, the sky-high sword actually turned into twelve swords again, slashing at him from all directions.
The swords and lights met, golden light shot out, and Mo Wuhai was killed again.
But in another place, Mo Wuhai appeared again.
This time everyone saw clearly that what was killed just now was just a ray of soul of Mo Wuhai.
But why can Mo Wuhai's soul be materialized and still have the same momentum as him?
Mo Wuhai is originally a ghost, and the techniques he practices are all about the soul.
This technique was developed by him in the small world for millions of years.
He can swallow souls, and he can also release souls.
In this way, even if you kill his body, he can still be reborn as long as a trace of his soul escapes.
Such a skill is almost heaven-defying, and it is also shocking.
Who doesn’t want to get a powerful skill?
Even the Twelve Heavens of the Demon Clan, or even the Lord of the Holy Land, whoever sees such a skill appear in their eyes Don't cast greedy eyes.
Even the audience in the audience radiated a blazing light.
With such a technique, no matter who you encounter, you will not necessarily die, and you will even break the deadlock and kill the opponent.
"Mo Wuhai, do you think you are very powerful because you have such a soul-splitting technique?
I tell you that in the face of absolute strength, your small skills are simply a sign that the oil is exhausted.
You either hand over this set of techniques, or you You have to withstand the crushing force of more violence.
"Every time the man in golden armor makes a sound, there are twelve echoes, which are extremely strange.
"So why didn't you tell me if you wanted this skill?
Do you know that the key to me not giving it to you is that if you don't want it, how can I give it to you?
Now that you want it, you tell me whether I want to give it to you.
Should I give it to you alone or to you all?
Twelve people," Mo Wuhai said with a smile.
"Just give me one.
We are in the same mind now."
Twelve people answered at the same time.
"Okay, you guys have taken it."
Mo Wuhai took out a jade slip, placed it on his forehead, and printed the content of the technique.
Then he threw it to the man in golden armor.
The twelve people took the jade slips and placed them on their foreheads and began to watch.
The people in Jinjia looked shocked, but Mo Wuhai gave them the true content.
"The ghosts of hundreds of millions of monks have contributed their lives and voluntarily been swallowed by you.
What you get is not only the power of the ghosts, but also the hearts of the ghosts.
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Integrate all the hearts of the ghosts and continue to sacrifice them for thousands of years.
As long as you don't die, the ghost heart will not die.
If the ghost heart does not die, you will not die.
If the ghost heart does not die, you will live forever."
After reading it, the gold-priced man was speechless.
This technique is too heaven-defying.
But where can he find hundreds of millions of ghost souls to absorb for himself, and ask hundreds of millions of ghost souls to agree?
This is simply impossible.
If this technique is true, Yes, Mo Wuhai has cultivated to great success, wouldn’t it mean that no one can kill him?
"Mo Wuhai, your skills are good, but to have hundreds of millions of ghosts agree to let you absorb them, and to be willing to do so, such a thing will never happen.
Your skills are useless to us, and you still have to die."
Jin Jia The man said coldly.
"Oh, you don't believe it."
After Mo Wuhai finished speaking, a black heart appeared from above his head, and the black heart kept beating.
Figures continued to float out from the heart, immediately filling the nearby space.
Even these figures hugged and pressed together.
But it can still be seen that these people are all Mo Wuhai.
The actual soul.
"There are hundreds of millions of these."
Mo Wuhai's voice came, like thousands of horses galloping, continuously.
Hundreds of millions of people spoke at the same time, and the sound shook the earth.
The whole earth was cracked.
Some of the monks who were close to the battlefield were so shaken by the billions of sounds that they bled from their orifices and fell to the ground rolling.
"Twelve days of demons, right?
Do you think you are strong because you have twelve times my strength?
I tell you that I don't need strength at all to defeat you."
"Mo Wuhai, you are seeking death."
After the man in golden armor finished speaking, the demonic energy in his body seemed to be ignited, and he was still changing.
The man in golden armor directly turned into two arms and a head.
"Twelve days, return to nature, then let you see my ultimate magical power, Locking God."
After Mo Wuhai finished speaking, he stood quietly in the void and looked coldly at the golden armored man in front of him.
The long knife in the golden armor man's hand danced, and every time the knife struck the void, it would shatter the space.
The broken space released a violent space hurricane.
And these hurricanes were held up by the light of the sword, and they continued to sweep towards Mo Wuhai.
Everyone knows that almost no one who is caught by a space storm can survive, because the space storm is mixed with different space debris.
Once you are hit by space debris, your body will be divided into countless parts and fall into different spaces.
It is conceivable that after you are chopped into pieces, your flesh will be moved to different spaces.
I am afraid it is like a god.
If I go down to earth, I may not be able to find all your flesh.
Mo Wuhai smiled, and his smile was still so strange.
He raised his hand and waved it gently, and the billions of figures turned into a black iron chain.
The black iron chain wandered between the gaps in the storm, like a dragon swimming in the sea.
"Lock the God."
Mo Wuhai shouted violently, and the black soul chain suddenly lifted up, too fast, almost beyond human comprehension.
The iron chain was placed on the body of the man in golden armor, and a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the man in golden armor.
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At this time, the storm had already reached Mo Wuhai.
Mo Wuhai chopped the nearby void into pieces with his sword.
The space storm appeared and disappeared after colliding with the storm of the golden armored man.
This was with the help of the power of space.
Both use space power, but it seems that Mo Wuhai's method is more beautiful, using offense as defense.
Mo Wuhai bypassed the storm and appeared in front of the man in golden armor.
"I will spare your life today, but you can escape the death penalty, but you cannot escape the living crime.
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