The electric current flowed through Shen Moli's body strongly, as if it were about to tear her internal organs apart.

Shen Moli endured the pain of death all over his body, gently lifted the point spirit up, and hugged it into his arms.

The voltage that exceeded the 10,000 volts that the body could withstand gradually eased when Dian Ling felt Shen Moli's gentle movements.

Dian Ling raised his head and quietly paid attention to Shen Moli, the ruthlessness in the cat's eyes was gradually replaced by the surprise of inquiry. Shaoguang was as if it was still, and a trace of spring warmth was poured into the heart of the spirit frozen by killing intent.

A little bit of electric light came out from the round spirit body of the point spirit, and the thunderbolt was all around, and it didn't hurt Shen Moli at all.

In the quiet of the years, the restlessness coming from outside the cave brought back the shocked few people to their senses.

The last armor guarding at the back was the first to see the black shadows chasing behind him.

"Run!" shouted Mokaku, and with his meager magic power, he formed a shield that covered the one-meter-wide cave.

Seeing this, Shen Moli lifted the little devil sideways, pushed back a little towards the depths of the cave, and touched the cat's eyes on the palm of his hand lightly to his shoulder.

Previously, the grass demon was torn apart, and at this moment, whether it was Shen Moli or Mojia, they all hoped that the little demon could live firmly. Only by being alive can there be hope of reuniting the soul.

Pulling the little devil's beard, the shield condensed by the magic power of the last armor, under the fierce attack of the point spirit group, has shown a crack, and it is so fragile that it seems that a little random can break the shield.

However, Dian Ling had no intention of retreating at all, and it was another group of attacks, rushing to kill the future between the end armor gritting his teeth and resisting.

Looking at the shield that had been shattered by a blow, the corners of the last armor's lips were bloody, and he smiled coldly, igniting the soul in his body with demonic energy, and forming a magical power outside, wanting to die with the spirit.

"Wait!" Shen Moli stopped the action of the end armor burning his soul, condensed the spiritual energy in his body, externalized it into spiritual power in his palm, and poured it into the shield of the end armor.

The shield, which was torn apart and almost shattered, was rebuilt after gaining spiritual power.

Before the point spirit collided, the two of them held the shield together, ready for the attack of the point spirit group far higher than their own martial arts realm.

Mojia's bloody face distorted slightly, and he shouted at the little demon behind him, "Run! ”

The shouts that were scattered with all his might shook the little devil's heart. He turned and fled briskly into the depths of the cave, but before he had gone far, he turned and returned.

At the moment when the spirit group collided, the little demon sacrificed his magic power and struggled to pour it into the shield of the last armor.

The powerful impact of the Spirit Group shattered the shield that the three of them had condensed with all their strength with a single blow. With a bang, the shield shattered into the air like a lens.

With the impact of the point spirit group, the powerful cyclone broke through the shield and rushed Shen Moli and the three of them out more than ten meters away.

Due to his small size, the little devil fell closer to the point spirit group. Patches of spiritual black shadows covered the nest, and the little devil was eaten to the point of slag with a snap of his fingers.

"Grass Demon ......" the end armor scarlet eyes, twisted his face and roared wildly.

He got up in a hurry, and despite his serious injuries, he hurried to run in the direction of the little devil.

The jet-black demonic qi emanated from the little devil's body outward, and was quickly absorbed into the air by a group of spirits. Digesting the little devil's spirit, his eyes burned, and he stared at the end armor not far away.

"Wang Yang Divine Power!" Shen Moli saw a group of spirits rushing up, sacrificing the power of the divine soul that sealed the wound.

Fu Ji's phantom shadow drifted out from the wound near Shen Moli's centrifugal room, swirling around the ocean, and attacked towards the point spirit group in a wave.

The boundless sea power that began in the soul of the Sea Emperor skyrocketed in an instant. Under the sweep, it became a solid wall of waves and water, blocking the continuous flow of spirits.

"Let's go. Shen Moli picked up the last armor, brought the cat's eyes and some spirits, and half-bent down deeper into the cave, stumbling forward.

A trickle of blood gushed out from her wound, making Shen Moli's steps forward gradually stagger.

Her spirit is almost exhausted, and at the critical juncture of Shicai, if she doesn't sacrifice the power of her soul, let alone escape, I'm afraid that she and Mojia have already confessed to the mouth of the spirit group at this time.

It's just that the power of the divine soul is condensed in her wound, and once it is sacrificed, there is nothing else to stop the bleeding from her wound.

At the beginning, the injury suffered by the Luo Que Temple, and the hemostatic treatment that lost the power of the divine soul consumed more than half of Shen Moli's blood in a short time.

Seeing this, Mo Jia hurriedly supported Shen Moli and ran forward in embarrassment.

Although the Sea Emperor's divine soul was powerful, because Shen Moli was only a mid-level Sixth Heaven, he could only exert a slight amount of restraint.

In front of the point spirits who work together, the power of the soul that is not exhausted is incomplete, and it becomes a strong crossbow and a bow, and it can't resist the point spirit group for a long time.

The impact of the powerful and courageous spirits made the waves on the water wall turbulent, as if they were about to break into the sea immediately, and spread from the water wall to the four fields.

In the surging waves, the unstreaked calm on the water wall was completely broken.

The point spirits gathered their wisdom and rose, and when the water wall's ability was unstable, they found the breaking point and suddenly crashed into a thin place in the water wall.

The wall of water, which was impregnable some time ago, was shattered by this sudden impact, turned into a blue sea, and poured to the ground.

The general trend has gone, Fu Ji turned sharply and returned to Shen Moli's trauma. It's just the deficit after sacrificing the soul power, so that the power of the divine soul can't stop the blood gushing out of Shen Moli's wound.

"You go, I'll leave this here to buy you time. Shen Moli pushed away the last armor and looked at the Dian Ling Qundao who was gradually approaching.

The speed of the point spirit group is not as fast as Fu Ji's divine soul, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a thousand miles of speed.

From the moment he met the point spirit, it was destined to be an unfair hunt.

Swords and fish meat, Shen Moli wanted to live, but in front of the Hell Overlord Dian Ling, no matter how much he struggled, he looked pale and powerless.

Severe blood loss slowed her pace. She has no life, and she cannot wait for death at will. Under various choices, Shen Moli finally decided to fight to the death, and fought for a way to survive.

The cat's eyes were half-opened, and her eyes looked greedily at the blood that flowed from Shen Moli's wound.

Immediately, it shook its head again and bit itself hard to drive away the greed in its heart. It looked up at the group of unmeasured, slaughter-addicted spirits, and suddenly exploded all over its body, stirring up thousands of thunderbolts.

10,000 volts of electric light bloomed in the tunnel, blooming in full bloom, and pulling the scattered spirits into the stamens. The current flowed through the flower body, and the brutal point spirit was scorched with thunder and lightning one by one.

"Dian Ling King!" Mo Jia looked at the cat's eyes on Shen Moli's shoulder, and said in great surprise.

There are countless books with various records about the Dian Ling King, and the most consistent of them is the description of the Dian Ling King ruling over the Dian Ling.

Legend has it that the king of the spirit of the point uses thunder and lightning as a flower, which can bundle thousands of points of spirit in the stamen of electric light. If the spirit does not obey, it is a state of death.

It's just that the Dian Ling King has always been just a legend, and no book has ever gone through the real record of the Dian Ling King.

No one could have imagined that the Spirit King would be a little yellow with yellow eyes.