Roulette World

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

The spiritual 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 were traps are traps, but even Ye Zhongming himself is also a trap.

Everything is just to kill the Holy Father.

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

A make-or-break attack.

He exploded the pillar of the spirit feeding totem, completely desperate.

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

Ye Zhongming lay on the ground, and while crushing the control switch of the spirit feeding totem, he poured several bottles of medicine into his mouth.

I said before that these three totem poles are traps, because once these pillars are broken by non-controllers, the target of the attack is the only person who breaks the pillars. As Ye Zhongming is the controller of the space, if he breaks it by himself, everyone in the space will become the target of attack.

This attack is an indiscriminate and all-round attack.

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

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

It took a lot of time to complete these spiritual feeding totem poles, not to mention the level of unjust souls, but the number is so large that it is outrageous.

Miya and others who were in charge of logistics once calculated that if these corpses that make up the spirit feeding totem were fed to Guijin or Minggu Demon Table, they would get a huge reward that would even tempt Ye Zhongming.

This shows how many there are.

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

Ye Zhongming defended purely with defensive equipment and potions, as well as being the controller here and having a low level advantage, while the Holy Father chose to attack.

He had no choice but to attack. The Holy Father's condition was too bad. He couldn't guarantee whether he could survive the unscrupulous attacks of 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, but these innocent souls are like blood-sucking insects, constantly sucking away physical strength, mental strength, and energy from his body , Suck away flesh, skin and hair...

Each one can't suck much, but the quantity is too scary.

The wind and thunder twins in the hands of the Holy Father are constantly dancing, not the kind of terrifying sword light that almost teleports, but some small energy snakes, they constantly fly out of the sword body, and constantly attack these innocent souls to reduce the power of the Holy Father. The harm done to the father.

Seeing this scene, the warriors of the Dawn Temple outside rushed forward one after another, preparing to rescue them, but this time was not just now. How could the posthumous people and the people from Yunding make them get what they wanted? They flocked to confront each other, and some places even directly The bloody conflict was quickly stopped by the leaders of the two sides headed by Xia Lei and the saint, and they could only stare at each other.

Many fighters in Yunding also wanted to go there, such as Xia Bai and her team, but they were stopped. This sea of ​​souls is not accessible to ordinary people, and the result of entering may not be very good.

Xia Lei was also worried, but at this point, she could only trust her man.

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

Until a flash of light suddenly appeared.

That was the result of the Holy Father planting the twins of wind and thunder on the ground, while he himself stood two steps behind and pounded his hands heavily on the ground.

That is the purest power of light.

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

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

Many soldiers in the Dawn Temple have the urge to kneel down. This is the ability of the Holy Father they are most familiar with. Every 10,000 falling sand days, they will be baptized by this ability,

That is also the best opportunity for many people to enter the next level.

While the baptism of life blesses those who are also of the light attribute, it also has terrifying damage to the dark element. These innocent souls are exactly a kind of dark force.

After the holy light, the world is quiet all day long.

Ye Zhongming opened his eyes, he was a little sluggish, looking at the Holy Father, who was also extremely embarrassed, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

He didn't know if everything continued, whether he could survive until these grievances dissipated, even if he couldn't, he was ready to sacrifice the spirit of the earth, in order to kill the Holy Father, of course.

Ye Zhongming thought it was worth it to be able to kill a level nine powerhouse.

It's just that he didn't expect that the Holy Father still had the power and means to break the almost unsolvable attack of the ghosts. He didn't die, but survived.

Ye Zhongming was certain that the holy father was seriously injured, but no one could say whether he could continue to fight.

If he still has the strength left, then...

Ye Zhongming couldn't imagine.

The two sides spontaneously gathered behind their leaders, waiting for the next moment.

Either retreat, or fight to the death.

"Hehehehehe..."

The holy father straightened his waist, his appearance was already a bit out of shape, and his body was even shaking. He put his hands on the twins of Fenglei and looked at Ye Zhongming with sharp eyes.

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

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

"You, where do you get the confidence?" Ye Zhongming replied, but what he said shocked the other core members. It was really his voice that sounded like the Holy Father's, as if his vocal cords were split.

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

After finishing speaking, he raised Fenglei Twins and pointed at Ye Zhongming.

This action caused many Genting fighters to immediately stand beside their leader.

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Zhong roared, and the vibration in his chest brought about a severe cough. He blushed, sneered, and said to the Holy Father, "Come here!"

Everyone was frightened by the seemingly desperate posture of the two people.

The Holy Father suddenly smiled, and he turned towards the twins of Fenglei, "It is true that I can't do anything for the time being, but as long as I have a falling sand day, I have enough ability to kill you. And a falling sand day, you can recover again." How many?"

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

The Holy Father continued to laugh, "My children will."

After speaking, he waved forward and ordered the whole army to attack.

The remaining fighters in the Dawn Temple can indeed buy the Holy Father a recovery time on the falling sand day.

"Puchi!"

Before the holy father's hand fell, he saw a cold moon piercing from behind his chest!