Chapter 366: Spirit Feather Pavilion Ancestor
"There are still 700,000 people, and there is still a chance!"
Looking at the Great Wizard who disappeared and died, a glimmer of hope flashed in Mu Ran's eyes, in fact, the biggest threat to him in this group of people was the Great Wizard, he had died five times from beginning to end, and now he still had seven lives left, although killing 100,000 in one life seemed like a fantasy, but with his inherent enchantment and infinite sword power, it was possible to overcome this crisis. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Let me see if you have more people today or if you have more swords!"
"Kill!"
Mu Ran roared angrily and controlled the sword in the enchantment to rain down on the crowd of Hell Knights, and a terrible scream came, and thousands of people were torn to pieces by the sharp sword.
"Wind King Enchantment!"
"Sword of Victory of the Oath!"
"A real thunderbolt!"
"Ice Hell!"
"Domination!"
"Petrified Eye!"
"Electromagnetic cannon!"
......
Mu Ran used almost all of his strength, all kinds of powerful abilities swarmed up, and the magic elements in his body were emptied in an instant, but he recovered frantically in the unwillingness of Junyi to face death.
He can't throw the clone out, the clone is strong in solo combat, but he can't withstand the impact of a group of people, and after he is released and dies, he will lose the ability to be a clone forever. He can only use a double sword with a tight body to perform the law of the sword, like a murderous Shura of the underworld, recklessly harvesting the life of the Hell Knight.
"Ten thousand!"
"Fifty thousand!"
"One hundred thousand!"
"Two hundred thousand!"
......
The inherent enchantment resounded with the sound of swords and the sound of swords breaking through the sky, and gradually Mu Ran directly exchanged the lives of 200,000 hell knights for the price of three lives.
Although it cost an extra life, the Hell Knights are getting thinner and smaller, and their attacks are becoming more and more weak. After Mu Ran died, he got up from the ground again, and the coercion of his body and the inherent enchantment descended with life and death, and the momentum of the sword that swept the world, with the killing intent of Senhan, enveloped the entire inherent enchantment in an instant, making a trace of despair rise in the heart of the Hell Knight.
And Mu Ran took a step forward and stepped heavily on the ground, his body turned into sword light and rushed towards the Hell Knight again.
"Why isn't he dead?Is he an immortal?" The hell knights were already frightened by Mu Ran's fatal attack, their faces were pale and their bodies couldn't help shaking, they had killed Mu Ran eight times from beginning to end, but Mu Ran was still able to stand up again and continue to kill them after each death, at this time they no longer had any thoughts of resisting in their hearts, and they were so frightened that they fled in all directions.
"Hahaha, let me die here!" Mu Ran's blood-red cloak rattled in the wind, laughing wildly, and countless sharp swords slashed down into the crowd, causing bursts of explosions that tore a large part of the Hell Knight's body to pieces.
"No!" the hell knights howled miserably, but Mu Ran showed no mercy to his subordinates, killing frantically and unscrupulously.
In the blink of an eye, the Hell Knight died hundreds of thousands again, but Mu Ran did not die.
At this time, suddenly a series of sounds of breaking the sky came from behind him, and Mu Ran subconsciously turned his head.
"Poof!"
But the blood-red sword was as fast as lightning, and Mu Ran just turned around and felt a tearing pain in his body before he could defend himself, and lowered his head, only to see a total of three sharp swords and spears piercing out of his chest and penetrating his body.
"Bang!" At the same time, Mu Ran's inherent enchantment had reached its limit, and it directly shattered, and Mu Ran's body also dissipated with the inherent enchantment, falling weakly from the sky.
Death for the ninth!
Mu Ran, who had the tenth life, stood on the ruins just now, looking coldly at the three purple-haired men wearing golden armor and blood-colored cloaks with their bodies exuding awe-inspiring momentum in the sky.
"We are the three major generals of the Hell Ghost Realm, Zichuan, Zihai, Purple Blood, you are Mu Ran, right?" The blood-colored cloaks of the three purple-haired men flew, and Mo Che's eyes stared coldly at Mu Ran.
And behind him, at some point, millions of Hell Knights gathered. The heavy and oppressive aura of the Holy Domain fell from the sky, Mu Ran's face was covered with blood, he looked up at the Hell Knights in the sky, and took a deep breath, he didn't expect that Hell would send a total of five million Sacred Domain Knights, just now he tried his best to kill only 600,000, but now in the face of the remaining more than 4 million, he was powerless.
Mu Ran didn't speak, and directly rushed towards one of the three purple-haired men with dual swords in his hand, even if he died, he would once again use his last two lives to take the three of them.
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
But with it, hundreds of thousands of gun shadows and sword rays followed, and the electromagnetic defense and magic shield on Mu Ran's body shattered in an instant, although a single sword Shura dodged most of the attacks, but still had a lot of penetrating his body.
"Poof!"
Mu Ran couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, the Holy Sword and Frost Sorrow flew out of his hands at the same time, and his body fell from the sky weakly again.
Immediately after, hundreds of hell knights swooped down, spears stabbed towards Mu Ran, Mu Ran's body retreated again and again, projecting hundreds of treasures, piercing through these hell knights.
Stepping on the corpse, Mu Ran looked at the hell knight in front of him who covered the sky like a locust, and a feeling of powerlessness rose in his heart, obviously they had already killed the Spirit Feather Pavilion, and victory was obviously close at hand, but now they were in this desperate situation.
"Haha...... It seems that the Star Realm belongs to me!" At the same time, there was a burst of laughter in the sky, and the space began to fluctuate violently, and a black hole enchantment that exuded a dark aura appeared above Mu Ran's head, and then an old man whose body was shrouded in a majestic dark fog and wore a gorgeous gray robe with a hoarse voice walked out of the enchantment.
"The Magic Continent is finally back again!" the old man laughed as he stood on the firmament.
At this time, Ling Feng and Yu Ye flew over from a distance at some point, came to the old man, lowered their heads and said respectfully, "Ancestor!"
"No need to be polite, I already know about your affairs, it's just that the Spirit Feather Pavilion has been destroyed, once I can get the inheritance of the Star Realm, our Spirit Feather Pavilion can become a new powerful force in the Magic Continent!" The old man smiled faintly, turned his head to look at Mu Ran, and the mighty divine will spread down from his body towards Mu Ran.
"Is this, a demigod?" A hint of depression rose in Mu Ran's body, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, frowning at the gray-robed old man in the sky.
"You are Mu Ran, did you destroy our Spirit Feather Pavilion?" The gray-robed old man's eyes flashed with coldness, and there was no fluctuation in his cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.
Looking at the hell army behind the ancestors of Lingyu Pavilion, Mu Ran seemed to have guessed something at this moment, and couldn't help but sneer: "It's just a lackey of hell, just to drive millions of hell knights to return to the magic continent to pretend to be forced, fortunately, there are no demigods in the Izumo Empire, otherwise your plan will have been frustrated a long time ago." ā
"You!" The gray-robed old man seemed to be hit by Mu Ran's words, his face turned red, his body trembled, and his eyes pointed at Mu Ran coldly and said angrily: "Become a king and lose a king, I won't fulfill you if you want to die easily this time, I will use your body to refine treasures, so that your soul will always bear the pain of killing and erosion!"
As he spoke, the gray-robed old man shouted angrily, and his dry fingers were held in the air towards Mu Ran, and suddenly the space in front of Mu Ran collapsed, and then a pair of big black hands rushed out of the space and grabbed towards Mu Ran's body.
"Boom!"
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd of Hell Knights, followed by a terrible scream, and the cold wind blade swept the entire sky, blood and scraps of flesh spilled down, and this man tore nearly tens of thousands of Hell Knights' bodies to shreds with just one blow.
"Who?"
The Lingyu Pavilion Ancestor and the three generals of Hell were slightly startled, and at this moment, the space beside Mu Ran suddenly shattered, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of Mu Ran.
She was wearing a long white dress with pale gold lace, a cold chill hung on her snow-white and delicate face, her long straight silver hair fluttered in the wind, and her light and elegant and holy figure suddenly shocked Mu Ran's heart.
This beautiful figure is wearing a magical dress embroidered with delicate gold patterns. Mu Ran couldn't be more familiar, this is Atlantus's magic dress, her clothes are exactly the same as when Mu Ran first saw her, she is, Mu Ning!