Chapter 2107 Brother-in-Law and Brother-in-Law

With the impact of a large amount of corpse magic power, Ye Lingri's skin festered inch by inch, blood dripped, and a small rain of blood fell from the sky.

"The lingering guy, I didn't expect him to keep such a trick."

At this moment, Ye Lingri had already discovered that Mo Li was not a real person from the realm of the gods.

Fighting with a monster, he can only be more ruthless than the monster.

It seems that only that trick can be used, Ye Lingri's eyes are piercing, and the color of perseverance in his eyes flashes away.

Pressing the pain in his flesh, Ye Lingri closed his eyes.

The vision of the Tianhe River occurs once in four thousand years, and it is difficult for future generations to have the opportunity to spy on it.

Ye Lingyue got the summoning talisman in the Tianhe vision, and Ye Lingri, who is his younger brother, naturally also got it.

The moment he closed his eyes, the pain on his body seemed to ease a little.

In Ye Lingri's mind, there appeared the nebula obtained earlier in the Tianhe vision.

The nebula is flickering, and unlike other nebulae, the cloud pattern on that nebula is flowing with gorgeous patterns, and every pattern is surging with the power of lightning.

Thor strike.

Condensing the power of the god of thunder from the sky and the earth, and condensing the power of thunder in the whole body, it attracts a fatal blow.

As soon as the thunder god strikes, the mountains and rivers change color, but the thunder god strike is too violent. With his current cultivation base, if he uses the thunder god strike, I am afraid that the physical body will be unbearable, and his life will be in danger.

But if Mo Li was allowed to disintegrate the corpse, his body would also be disintegrated.

"Ari, the art of war has a cloud, and you will die after death. When the enemy is strong and I am weak, you must have a fearless heart."

When he was young, what his father Ye Beiming said when he taught him the art of war still lingered in his ears.

Ye Lingri suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, there was no more hesitation in his eyes.

Ye Lingri choked between his fingers, raised his head to the sky with a long roar, and saw the dark night sky. At that moment, the constantly flickering stars seemed to stand still.

Thunderclouds piled together,

Like a hurricane, the divine power of thunder gathered rapidly.

In the sky, a mirage appeared, a statue of the god of thunder like a small hill, suspended above the clouds, pressing the entire sky like it was about to collapse.

The Thunder God dragon had a human head and was entrenched above the clouds. He held the Thor's Hammer in his right hand and the leash in his right hand.

He struck down, and a thunder god struck towards Ye Lingri's Tianling Gai.

Rao Ye Lingri, who had the Thunder God's seal, was also in pain when the Thunder God was shot down. The skin of his whole body exploded under the influence of the Thunder God's power, and the flesh and blood all over his body were blurred, and the white bones were clearly visible.

But with the thunderbolt being shot down, the magic power generated by the corpse disintegrations that were moving around quickly disappeared.

Mo Li was shocked. He could never have imagined that, in addition to the Thunder God Seal, Ye Lingri also possessed such a terrifying secret martial art as Thunder God Strike.

This kind of profound martial arts is unheard of in the god world of later generations, and its power is probably no less than that of emperor martial arts.

The thunder god appeared, one or two... A series of thunder gods were shot down, each one made Ye Lingri's injury more serious, three thunder gods struck down, Ye Lingri's body has become a bloody man.

But even so, Ye Lingri was still standing in the sky, and there was no sign of falling down.

When it came to the fifth thunder god strike, it was another thunderbolt, but it was the five thunder god strikes. Under the five thunder god strikes, Ye Lingri only felt that his eyes were dark, he had fainted, and his body and spirit had already reached. limit.

And almost at the same time, a haze burst out from Ye Lingri's body.

Mo Li's soul was like a family dog, escaping quickly.

"Mad, this kid is a lunatic. It's a pity that he has such a good body."

Mo Li's life and soul had already run out of oil, and he couldn't hold it anymore thanks to Ye Lingri's body. Before the thunderbolt strike had completely destroyed his soul, Mo Li fled.

This time, he really suffered heavy losses, and his life and soul were greatly damaged. It was also thanks to Ye Lingri that it didn't take long for him to understand the Thunder God's Strike. If he practiced the Thunder God's Strike a little longer, or it was the imprint of this boy's condensed gods. More advanced, I am afraid that his life and soul will only be wiped out.

Seeing Ye Lingri's body falling from the sky like a moth with broken wings, Mo Li felt both hatred and annoyance.

This kid, Ye Lingri, would rather burn a piece of jade than let himself get his body.

In this way, the only way to take Ye Ling's body is to think about it. That kid should have gone to the ruins of Yangquan by now.

Mo Li was thinking about it when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He realized something and turned his head sharply.

I saw behind him, a sword waterfall appeared out of thin air.

There are more and more stars in the sky, and it is in the trend of a galaxy, but the appearance of this sword waterfall makes the entire Tianhe dim in an instant.

Not to mention, the one who wielded the sword.

"Do not!"

Mo Li's screams echoed in the sky, and at the moment when his soul collapsed, Mo Li seemed to see a person breaking out of the nebula.

At that moment, Mo Litong shrank fiercely.

That man is still alive.

Above the pitch-black night sky, the man's pair of sword eyebrows were as dark as paintings, his black hair fluttered in the night wind, and his pale amber eyes were crystal clear. When he saw Mo Li's soul being engulfed by the sword waterfall, he was strangled and turned into powder. Moment.

The man's pale cherry-colored lips hooked, and the corners of his mouth drew an arrogant arc.

"Farewell, my people."

The sword of the people born in the sea of ​​​​swords, become.

Di Xin, who was trapped in the nebula for a day and night, forcibly broke through after discovering the cloud pattern left by Mo Daozi. After comprehending a day and night, he finally succeeded.

At that time, Ye Lingri and Mo Li were in a battle of life and death.

In the nebula, Di Xin saw Ye Lingri's dangerous and unusual scene, and used the thunder god to kill Mo Li's soul.

Seeing that scene, Rao Shidi Xin was also taken aback.

If he comprehends a little slower, Ye Lingri is afraid that he will perish.

When Mo Li used the autopsy, Di Xin had already determined his true identity. For the alien demon nobles, after the autopsy, as long as a suitable body was found, the life soul had a place to stay, and it was already Can be resurrected.

But when Ye Lingri's body fell, it was different.

Under the anxiety, this is the sword of Di Xin.

"If there is a sister and a brother, this family is really dead brains."

Di Xin pouted, his face full of disgust.

If it wasn't for Ye Lingri being the younger brother of Shifu'er, Di Xin would be too lazy to do it.

I've never seen such a stupid person before, and all the jade and stone are burnt, and in the end, it's a chess move.

Seeing his brother-in-law, Ye Lingri, fall from a height, his body disappeared, and at the moment Ye Lingri was about to land, he picked up the boy straight.