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Chapter 1224 Death of the Holy Father

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    Three pillars composed of countless evolved life corpses exploded at this moment.

    The spirit feeding totem is not only a means to deal with the ninth-level Holy Father, but also a trap. The three pillars that the Holy Father said are traps are traps. In fact, even Ye Zhongming himself is also a trap.

    Everything is just to kill the Holy Father.

    But when this ninth-level powerhouse might have mastered a certain pattern and could really break this space, Ye Zhongming could only give up and launch an attack in advance.

    A fail-or-break attack.

    He blew up the pillar of the spiritual feeding totem, which was a completely desperate act.

    Countless souls filled the entire space at this moment, and the power of darkness seemed to fill everything in the world.

    Ye Zhongming was lying on the ground. While crushing the control switch of the spiritual feeding totem, he poured several bottles of medicine into his mouth.

    It was said before that these three totem poles are traps, because once these pillars are broken by non-controllers, the target of the attack will be the only one, that is, the person who broke the pillars.  As the controller of the space, Ye Zhongming breaks it himself, and everyone in the space will become a target.

    This kind of attack is an indiscriminate and all-round attack.

    These innocent souls cause physical, energy, mental and other damage to targets within the range.

    The power of damage is related to the number and level of wronged souls.

    These spirit feeding totem poles took a lot of time to complete. Not to mention the level of the wronged souls, the number alone was outrageous.

    Mi Ya and others in charge of logistics once calculated that if the corpses that make up the spiritual feeding totem are used to feed ghost gold or the ghost bone magic platform, they can get huge returns that would make Ye Zhongming tempted.

    ?This shows how many there are.

    Faced with these souls that would cause huge damage to the body and mind, the Holy Father chose a completely different method from Ye Zhongming to resist.

    Ye Zhongming relied solely on defensive equipment and potions as well as being the controller here and his low-level advantage to defend, while the Holy Father chose to attack.

    He had no choice but to attack. The Holy Father was in such bad condition that he couldn't guarantee whether he could survive the unbridled attack by these things.

    Although the space is broken, the connection between the Holy Father and the surroundings is restored, and his own energy will not be lost, these wronged souls are like blood-sucking insects one by one, constantly sucking away physical strength, spiritual power, and energy from his body.  Energy, sucking away flesh, skin, and hair

    Each one can¡¯t absorb much, but the quantity is too terrifying.

    The wind and thunder twins in the hands of the Holy Father are constantly dancing. It is not the kind of terrifying sword light that is almost teleporting, but some small energy snakes. They keep flying out from the sword, constantly attacking these wronged souls to reduce the Holy Spirit.  The hurt suffered by the father.

    When the Dawn Temple warriors outside saw this scene, they moved forward one after another, preparing for rescue. But this time was not just now. How could the posthumous people and the people from Genting let them get their wish? They rushed over to confront each other. In some places, direct fights even occurred.  There was a bloody conflict, but it was quickly stopped by the leaders of both sides, led by Xia Lei and the Saint, and they could only stare at each other.

    Many Genting warriors also wanted to go there, such as Xia Bai and her team, but they were blocked. This sea of ??souls is not something ordinary people can enter, and the results of entering will probably not be good.

    Xia Lei is also worried, but at this time, she can only trust her man.

    The storm of souls is still going on, no one knows what¡¯s going on inside, and no one knows what the final result will be.

    Until a sudden light came on.

    That was caused by the Holy Father inserting the Wind and Thunder Twins on the ground, while he stood two steps behind and beat the ground heavily with both hands.

    That is the purest power of light.

    At a critical moment in his life, the Holy Father inspired his original power, the light skill that consumes the most energy and is also the most powerful.

    "It's the baptism of the Holy Mandate!"

    Many warriors in the Temple of Dawn have the urge to kneel down. This is the Holy Father ability they are most familiar with. Every ten thousand sunsets, they will be baptized physically and mentally by this ability. This is also where many people enter the next level.  The best opportunity.

    While the baptism of life blesses those who are also members of the light attribute, it also has terrifying harm to the dark attributes. These wronged souls are exactly a kind of dark power.

    After the holy light, the world becomes quiet day by day.

    Ye Zhongming opened his eyes. He was a little sluggish. He looked at the Holy Father who was also extremely embarrassed across from him, with a trace of regret in his eyes.He didn¡¯t know if he could survive until these innocent souls dispersed if everything continued. Even if he couldn¡¯t, he was ready to sacrifice the earth elves, in order to naturally kill the Holy Father.

    Being able to kill a level 9 expert, Ye Zhongming thought it was worth it.

    It¡¯s just that he didn¡¯t expect that the Holy Father still had the power and means to defeat the almost insurmountable attack of the innocent soul. He did not die, but survived.

    "What Ye Zhongming is sure of is that the Holy Father's injury is extremely serious, but no one can say whether he can fight again.

    If he still has some energy left, then

    Ye Zhongming couldn't imagine it.

    Both sides spontaneously gathered behind their respective leaders, waiting for the next moment to come.

    Either retreat or fight to the death.

    "Hehehehehehe"

    The holy father straightened up, his appearance was already a bit out of shape, and his body even swayed. He put his hands on the Wind and Thunder Twins, and still looked at Ye Zhongming with his sharp eyes.

    "I'm not dead." The Holy Father's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but there was indescribable pride in it.

    "Send over the way to your world, and I will allow you to become slaves of the temple."

    "Where do you get your confidence?" Ye Zhongming replied, but what he said shocked the other core members. In fact, his voice was even worse than the Holy Father's, as if his vocal cords were cracked.

    The Holy Father shook his head, "Then you are going to die, and I will get what I want from your corpses or from the mouths of the captives."

    After saying that, he raised the Wind and Thunder Twins and pointed them at Ye Zhongming.

    This action caused many Yunding warriors to immediately stand next to their leader.

    "Everyone, get out of the way!"

    Ye Zhongming roared, and the vibration in his chest caused a violent cough. He suppressed his blush, sneered, and said to the Holy Father: "Come here!"

    Everyone was frightened by the attitude of the two people who seemed to be desperate for their lives.

    The Holy Father suddenly smiled, and he turned to the Wind and Thunder Twins, "It is true that I can't take action for the time being, but as long as you give me a sunset, I will have enough power to kill you. And on a sunset, you can  How much recovery?"

    "I won't give you this time!" Ye Zhongming responded.

    The Holy Father continued to smile, "My children will give it."

    After speaking, he waved his hand forward and ordered the entire army to attack.

    The remaining warriors of the Dawn Temple can indeed buy the Holy Father a sunset to recover.

    "Pfft!"

    Before the Holy Father¡¯s hand fell, he saw a cold moon piercing through his chest from behind!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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