Chapter 384 384 Little Heavenly Tribulation

The yellow blind man immediately breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that although Ye Mo could drive eight flying swords at the same time, he was not very proficient.

A simple eight-sword flying sword may not be able to threaten the Jindan monk.

What the yellow blind man was afraid of was Ye Mo's sword skill level.

If Ye Mo mastered the method of sword formation and could form a sword formation with these eight flying swords, even if he was a Jindan monk, he would probably feel a headache.

Even so, the yellow blind man still didn't dare to slack off.

He snorted, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out nine mouthfuls of essence blood in succession, hitting the nine heads on the ghost shield.

As soon as the essence blood arrived, the ghost skull let out a terrible wail and swallowed it with its mouth wide open.

The ghost skull that devoured the essence blood suddenly changed its form very differently, bursting out with raging ghost flames, laughing obediently, as if each of them suddenly had a sense!

The yellow blind man spurted out nine mouthfuls of essence blood in a row, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly, as sallow as a dying man.

"Out!"

He chanted a mantra in his mouth and drank softly.

Under the immersion of these nine ghost qi, the ghost skull that was sealed on the Nine Ghost Devouring Shield suddenly rushed forward, directly rushing out of the surface of this shield, rising against the storm, and turning into dozens of zhang huge.

Looking at the nine giant ghost skulls neatly arranged in mid-air.

Ye Mo's scalp was numb for a while, and he didn't dare to stagnate slightly, while driving the flying sword to strangle the past, he continued to stir up the vitality in his body, condensing the main primordial spirit to launch an impact.

Most of the Yuan Shen has already solidified, and it is only a matter of time before it forms a golden pill.

Ye Mo had not launched the last round of Yuan Qi Impact, just to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation at a critical moment.

The moment when the vitality hits the main primordial spirit.

In the sky, the thundercloud vortex sensed at this moment, and a muffled thunder sounded.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

The nine arrogant and domineering ghost heads shook together, and their eyes looked at the sky with panicked eyes.

The yellow blind man was also frightened by this muffled sound, and he didn't know why there was thunder at this most critical time.

"Boy, don't be delusional! Even thunderclouds can't save you!"

The yellow blind man snorted coldly, not only to tell the other party, but also to comfort himself.

"Really?"

Ye Mo smiled weirdly, manipulated the eight-series flying sword, and quickly slashed towards the ghost skull of the yellow blind man.

The yellow blind man snorted coldly, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the ghost qi of Sen Ran continued to hit the nine heads, and rushed towards the eight flying swords.

The Nine Ghosts Devourer is the real hole card of the yellow blind man.

Ordinary Jindan ghost cultivators, it is not easy to refine three or four ghost heads. He traveled to various places for hundreds of years before he worked hard to find the soul of a high-quality foundation building peak monk and refine these nine ghost skulls.

Unlike ordinary magic weapons, monks need to rely on mana and divine consciousness to control them.

The ghost skull is a sealed ghost thing, and it has extremely strong strength in itself.

There is no need to consume the divine consciousness of the ghost cultivator, just like a spirit animal adopted by a monk, just need to give some simple orders, and the ghost head can deal with it on its own!

But at this time, the nine ghost skulls that could not be immortalized were shocked by the thunderclouds in the sky.

The yellow blind man did not hesitate to greatly damage his vitality and urged desperately, so that these ghost skulls could wake up before the flying sword arrived.

Facing the attack of the eight high-level flying swords, the nine ghost skulls grinned and rushed forward directly. Eight flying swords and nine ghost skulls finally met in mid-air, and soon the fight was inseparable!

Flying swords with ordinary attributes are difficult to cause damage to the ghost skull, and under the rapid slash, the flexible ghost skull can always be easily dodged.

Except for the Thunder Sword, which has a restraint attribute, almost all the high-level flying swords have fallen into disadvantage in the battle with the ghost skull.

The black ghost mist spit out of the mouth of the ghost skull has an extremely strong corrosive power, and it can easily disperse the sword rays that burst out of the flying sword.

The nine ghost skulls divided seven into seven flying swords against Ye Mo, and the other two were entangled with the Heli Dinglei Sword.

Even if it dealt with the attacks of the two giant ghost heads, the Dinglei Sword also seemed to be at ease.

Because of the Heavenly Tribulation, the surrounding thunder aura was already extremely strong.

Coupled with the fact that the Thunder Flying Sword was inherently restrained by evil things, the arc of electricity wrapped around the Thunder Sword alone made these two ghost heads feel tricky.

They could only rely on their own agility to fly back and forth to dodge, and then with the help of the turbid gas spewed out of their mouths, they tried to contaminate the Dinglei Sword.

The nine ghost skulls and eight flying swords were in a stalemate, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

But the states of Ye Mo and Huang Blind, who manipulate the two, are completely different.

The yellow blind man has a lot of time, and he doesn't need to be distracted and manipulate those ghost skulls at all, he only needs to occasionally shoot a few ghost qi to supplement the damage of the ghost skull.

Out of some jealousy of the thunderclouds in the sky, the yellow blind man just released the ghost shield and did not take action himself. Even if a lightning strike falls, the target of the bombardment is the ghost shield, not him.

Ye Mo's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and it was not easy to manipulate the eight flying swords, which couldn't help but consume a lot of his mana, and even his divine sense had also consumed a lot.

"No, if I go on like this, I must be defeated! Even if I can get rid of this person, I will die under the Heavenly Tribulation because of the huge consumption of mana!"

Ye Mo said secretly in his heart.

Suddenly, he slammed the trick in his hand, withdrew all the divine consciousness and mana attached to the flying sword, and his body was stunned, and he slowly sat cross-legged on the ground.

With a clang, the eight high-level magic weapon-level flying swords lost the control of their divine senses and fell directly into the leeway.

"Pheasant, get into the reel!"

Ye Mo casually unfolded a golden scroll of ancient paintings.

Ah Pheasant had already understood Ye Mo's sound transmission technique, and knew that he wanted to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation, so he immediately flapped his wings without hesitation, turned into a golden streamer, and disappeared into the ancient painting!

"What's that!"

The sudden change made the yellow blind man feel a pang in his heart.

The ancient painting that surrounded Ye Mo looked extremely unusual, and it turned out to be a spatial magic weapon that could capture spirit beasts.

This kind of magic weapon, the yellow blind man has not never seen it.

The spirit beast bags in the world are expensive, and few foundation building monks can afford them.

The ancient painting in front of him is obviously not a spirit animal bag, but it also has a similar function to the spirit animal bag.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have a lot of strange treasures, even the old man can't see the value of this magic weapon!"

The yellow blind man made no secret of the ecstasy in his heart.

The richer Ye Mo's net worth, the more benefits he will have, anyway, no matter what treasures Ye Mo has, when he succeeds in seizing them, these treasures will naturally become his.

"Die!"

The yellow blind man sneered again and again, waved his sleeves casually, and shot a ghost aura at the nine huge ghost skulls in mid-air.

Ye Mo unfurled the scroll of the ancient painting to protect his own group.

The ghost skull roared and rushed towards Ye Mo, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground not far away.

Ye Mo's physical body was very important to the yellow blind man, he didn't want to destroy this physical body, and hurriedly shouted: "Break its defenses, don't hurt your physical body!"

The flesh and blood of the monk was a great supplement for the ghost skull, and the nine ghost skulls roared reluctantly.

"Don't worry, when the old man takes away this person, he will definitely find enough boys and girls for you to enjoy!"

The yellow blind man smirked and made a promise.

The nine ghost skulls let out a burst of cheers in unison, rushing towards Ye Mo, frantically biting and attacking the ancient painting scroll that guarded Ye Mo's body.

The ancient scrolls shone brightly, and quickly dimmed under their bites. Although the ancient painting scroll is indestructible, it still needs mana to maintain, and without mana, it is only a ruler-long ancient painting scroll.

It was only a matter of time before the defenses of the Ancient Painting Scroll were breached.

At this moment, in Ye Mo's Mud Pill Palace, an extremely strong spiritual pressure was formed, and a vortex of vitality visible to the naked eye was formed.

The sky, thunderclouds rolling, getting lower and lower.

The nine ghost skulls also seemed to notice that something was wrong, and they all let out a fierce roar, anxiously trying to break through the defense of the ancient painting scroll on Ye Mo's periphery.

Once the nine ghosts entered his body, Ye Mo's soul immediately flew away.

No matter how strong a monk is, he will be easily devoured by his soul and reduced to an ownerless body.

"Stinky boy, the old man will take care of the Ye Immortal Town for you!"

The yellow blind man's face was hideous, and he sneered.

He took out a few pieces of black ghost rune paper from the storage bag, pasted them around his body, and then sat a distance of about a hundred zhang behind Ye Mo.

Above the isolated island, dark clouds were rolling, and more and more arcs began to shuttle, and the thunder attribute aura on the isolated island had become so dense that it appeared as a light purple light band.

These tiny thunderbolts kept hitting the yellow blind man, bursting out with tiny arcs.

The yellow blind man's brows furrowed, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

He had a faint idea of giving up and fleeing from here.

However, there is not much of his physical longevity left, and he is afraid that he may collapse at any time, and if he does not take it in time, his Yuan Shen will lose his dwelling place.

There are many restrictions on the requisition of the original gods, and not all physical bodies can be used for the retribution.

After losing the physical body, even if the yellow blind man can refine his own primordial spirit into a ghost and survive for a short period of time, once he is irradiated by the qi of the sun, he will inevitably be annihilated!

One after another strange tricks were played.

The yellow blind man was fully prepared, and just waited for the ghost skull to bite through Ye Mo's ancient painting scroll defense, and then immediately used the method of seizing and seizing Ye Mo's body.

At this moment, Ye Mo's body trembled.

The yellow blind man was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that Ye Mo couldn't support it.

"Boom!"

In the sky, a thousand-foot-long purple arc split down in an instant.

was impartial, and directly bombarded Ye Mo's body. Within a range of dozens of zhang around Ye Mo, a thunderbolt shone brightly.

There was a loud bang, and the yellow blind man's face was like white paper!

The induction between him and the nine ghosts was instantly disconnected.

With the power of thunder, all the clothes on Ye Mo's body were directly burned.

This purple arc of lightning was by no means an ordinary thunderbolt, and the nine ghosts bore the brunt of it, and it was destroyed effortlessly by this little heavenly thunder tribulation that was instantly chopped down!

Little Tribulation?!

"No~~!Little Heavenly Tribulation!How can this be, he is crossing the Tribulation and impacting the bottleneck of Jindan?!"

The yellow blind man's mind was blank, and almost subconsciously, his body suddenly jumped up, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and flew away towards the outside of the island.

Almost as soon as he flew away from the island, a light purple lightning bolt suddenly lit up.

The yellow blind man was bombarded on the ground, a big pit.

When the Little Heavenly Tribulation descends, a radius of ten miles will be locked by thunder and lightning, and it is impossible for any creature to escape from the scope of the Heavenly Tribulation.