Chapter 2511 Three Thousand Points of Magic
Mo Lin, Long Zheng, Mu Huayu, Tianshou and Xinglong hurriedly urged the power of the Lord of Heaven to block the impact of these streams of light.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
When these streams of light hit, everyone felt as if they were hit by hundreds of wild stars. The impact was so strong that it was incredible.
Especially Tianshou and Xinglong had the most profound experience.
"Tianshou, what exactly is this?" Xinglong said in surprise, "This power is not weaker than that of the Lord of Heaven."
Tianshou said: "I don't know either. I guess this is the method of the King of Killing."
This stream of light is not just one, and the impact is not just one.
After one impact, there will be ten or a hundred times!
Bang bang bang bang...
The five masters endured hundreds of impacts in an instant, and all retreated hundreds of feet.
Tianshou and Xinglong naturally would not be willing to give up Li Hanxue and Luo Yuan just like that. When they retreated violently, they secretly accumulated strength and prepared to do it again.
"I told you not to take advantage of my opportunity to attack my grandchildren, but you ignored my words?"
A figure suddenly condensed in front of Elder Tianshou and Elder Xinglong. The two figures looked exactly like the King of Killing, but their temperaments were completely different.
One was cold and ruthless, while the other was hot-blooded and belligerent.
"Is this the Three Thousand Demonic Dao? The Human-Demon Clone?" Li Hanxue murmured.
Yes, this is the Human-Demon Clone of the King of Killing.
The two Human-Demon Clone raised their fists, and 129,500 murderous auras poured into their fists from all directions, and then they punched Elder Tianshou and Elder Xinglong.
The two Human-Demon Clone's movements were exactly the same, and the speed was so fast that Elder Tianshou and Elder Xinglong were horrified.
They could really feel the power of this punch. If they didn't dodge and confronted it head-on, they would become disabled if they didn't die.
Old Man Tianshou hurriedly urged the laws of the heavens, and an invisible strange wave spread in all directions, covering the Human-Demon Clone.
The amazing speed of the human-demon clone suddenly dropped by 30%, and the old man Tianshou was able to avoid the human-demon clone's punch. wavv
"Fortunately, I used the law of time delay in the heaven to interfere with the movement of the clone of the King of Killing, otherwise I would have been hit by his punch." The old man Tianshou was shocked. He didn't understand why just one human-demon clone had such a terrifying power.
But in fact, it was not just one clone, but the power of hundreds or even thousands of human-demon clones superimposed together. Now the three thousand clones of the King of Killing are almost perfect, only three human-demon clones have not been completely subdued. If they are subdued, he can return to one and condense the extreme murderous aura.
According to the King of Killing's idea, he will have the powerful strength of the emperor level at that time.
And his human-demon clone can be controlled by him at will, and he can gather the power of several human-demon clones together.
When the old man Tianshou retreated, he thought he was safe. But he didn't expect that a human-demon clone would appear behind him without anyone noticing.
Boom!
A fist as big as a millstone smashed into the back of Tianshou. Tianshou's face changed drastically, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, "King of Killing... You..."
Swish, swish, swish...
A stream of white murderous auras drilled out from Tianshou's heart, and Tianshou died.
He never dreamed that he would die so quickly and so worthlessly.
On the other side, facing the terrifying punch of the human-demon clone, the old man Xinglong knew that he could not dodge, so he could only use his magical powers to weaken the power of the human-demon clone's attack.
"Nine-sky star dragons, appear!"
Nine emerald jade dragons drilled out of the void, the dragon bodies were shining and dazzling, and the power of each nine-sky star dragon was comparable to that of a ninth-level star beast.
"Go!"
All the nine-sky star dragons rushed to the human-demon clone without hesitation.
Boom, boom, boom...
The punch of the human-demon clone was so terrible that it directly smashed the nine nine-sky star dragons and hit the chest of the old man Xinglong hard.
The body of the old man Xinglong bounced thousands of miles away and exploded in the air, but fortunately, because of the obstruction of Jiutian Xinglong, his Tianxin was not fatally injured.
Instantly defeating the old man Tianshou and the old man Xinglong, the King of Killing split more human and demon clones to deal with Mo Lin, Mu Huayu and Long Zheng.
Mo Lin was shocked and said, "Mo Xian, put pressure on him! Don't let him get entangled with me."
"Understood, young master. Moyun Hand!"
Mo Xian's pair of black hands rolled up the star wind, and a series of black torrents drilled out from his hands, like ink splashing in the starry sky, gathering and dispersing, and rushed to the back of the King of Killing.
The King of Killing turned around and punched the ink-colored torrent, "Three thousand points of the devil!"
As the King of Killing punched the ink-colored torrent, the ink-colored torrent rolled back, and the King of Killing was like ink spilled, with countless black air overflowing from his body. These black air turned into thousands of threads and rushed towards Mo Lin, Mu Huayu and Long Zheng.
Mo Lin was very anxious, "Mo Xian, I asked you to stop him, what are you doing?"
Mo Xian was anxious, he never thought that the King of Killing could easily release his clone in the face of his attack.
"King of Killing, die!" Mo Xian's aura surged, and a will belonging to the emperor faintly enveloped his body. He was using the Taoism of Emperor Mo Feng and borrowing the power of Emperor Mo Feng!
A huge phantom floated up behind Mo Xian, and the terrifying aura swept all around. The huge phantom suddenly raised his fist, and when he punched down, it seemed that millions of galaxies followed.
Facing the terrifying punch, the King of Killing laughed loudly, "Old man, you can't do it!"
The King of Killing's exaggerated big hand directly reached into the shadow, and the powerful force kept eroding the King of Killing's body, but he saw that his body was like being skinned, and his body kept collapsing and bursting.
Mo Xian sneered: "You are so arrogant, this is the Taoism of Emperor Mo Feng, how can you Supremes compete with it?"
"Emperor Mo Feng?" The King of Killing snorted coldly, "I think it's just so!"
As soon as the voice fell, the situation reversed!
The shadow trembled violently, and then was continuously sucked into the King of Killing's big hand, turning into the King of Killing's power.
"How is this possible!" Mo Xian was shocked, he really couldn't figure out why his power would turn into the King of Killing's power.
Except for the King of Killing, no one could understand here, only Li Hanxue seemed to understand.
This is one of the King of Killing's trump cards, killing intent absorption. As long as there is killing intent in the battlefield, he can absorb all of it and transform it into his own power.
The ultimate goal of any war is to kill the other side. The killing intent on the battlefield is endless, and the power that the King of Killing can absorb is even more endless.
However, the King of Killing only needs to absorb the killing intent of Mo Xian alone, which is enough, or even unnecessary.
"Old man! See my power!"
The King of Killing stretched out his hand, and instantly more than 100,000 killing auras rolled towards Mo Xian.