The Bloodline Road of Devouring the Starry Sky

Chapter 216 Playing with magic sounds in front of the god general

"The "Lingxu Meng" created by my father can be regarded as the 'ultimate secret method of the universe overlord'. Even at my current level, I am still using it. It is two levels stronger than the 'peak secret method' created by ordinary venerables. , in which the application of the way of the soul is all-encompassing.”

Strangely changing soul attacks kept appearing in front of King Qu Meng. The aliens in the simulation field were constantly being tested on various soul attack tricks and styles under the suppression of illusions.

Mo Heng was dazzled by what he saw. It was the first time for him to receive actual combat guidance from this senior sister, and it was the systematic application of the soul's way in immortal-level battles.

Previously, even the Immortal War Lord's combat power could not keep up with him. King Qu Meng, who had the ultimate vision of becoming a king, naturally focused more on Mo Heng's understanding and guidance of the law.

"Thank you, senior sister. Mo Heng has been a disciple of Master for so many years in vain. Master has already made the whole secret book "Lingxu Meng" available to me, but I still haven't been able to get the essence of it!" Mo Heng looked at King Qu Meng. He said, with a bit of shame on his face.

"Even at my level, my father's 'Ultimate Secret Technique for Overlord of the Universe' has not been completely mastered. How can you, a kid who is new to immortal-level battles, understand all the secrets in it?"

Today, this senior sister is still wearing a green shirt embroidered with exquisite landscapes. Her long black hair is draped over her shoulders like a waterfall. Even her cheeks are covered by three points. She looks at Mo with a pair of ethereal eyes and a smile. balance.

Such a casual attire could not conceal the murderous and fierce intent of his moves. It was very different from the calm and tranquil temperament he displayed when he settled in Chaos City in the past.

"Which foreign battlefield is Senior Sister currently on? It seems that she has experienced many wars in recent years." Mo Heng couldn't help but blurt out.

King Qu Meng was carefully explaining to Mo Heng the classification of battle situations with feudal-level soul power, but he was unexpectedly interrupted by Mo Heng. After being stunned for a moment, he raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him, and then smiled and cursed,

"You are quite sensitive, but your concern is unnecessary. Senior Sister You has been through battles for a long time, so she can still handle small scenes like this."

Seeing that Mo Heng still wanted to say something, King Qu Meng raised his hand to stop, "Even if I encounter an invincible alien race, I can escape unscathed. On the contrary, you little guy is on a battlefield outside the territory, so you have to pay attention to your own safety. "

Mo Heng smiled and said no more, "That's it for today. Senior sister's explanation gave me some confidence in controlling the immortality of the feudal lord."

"I'll come to Senior Sister's house again in a few years for advice. After all, isn't Senior Sister waiting for the treasure to be born?

Fighting and killing on the battlefield outside the territory, occasionally coming here to learn some skills from the senior sister can be regarded as restoring the state of mind and killing two birds with one stone. "

The voice of the last sentence was still echoing, and Mo Heng's figure had disappeared into the simulation field.

Looking at the empty space where Mo Heng disappeared, the fierceness in King Qu Meng's body subsided a little, and the gentleness and tranquility unconsciously dispersed.

"Yesterday's little guy can kill the feudal lord today."

After canceling the simulation of the ravaged experimental product in front of him, the latter showed a hint of relief and disappeared without a trace. King Qu Meng opened the communication interface,

"Father, Li Hua has something to repay!"
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After his main consciousness left the virtual universe, Mo Heng continued to lean on the sofa in the Yuanwu main control room, took a cup of tea from Shiwu, and looked at the real-life simulation outside the spacecraft.

Within tens of millions of kilometers in front of the Yuanwu, there is a group of gray-skinned alien army masters fighting against some of the soul slaves under Mo Heng.

The five senior military leaders of the Chrysalis Yong Clan, with murderous aura, were frantically cutting into the divine bodies of the three ordinary military leaders in front of them. The despair in the eyes of the latter became more and more tragic.

The cat body of Dii Huahou turned into a rainbow light and shuttled through the void. The two high-ranking military leaders were being suppressed and teased by it.

The Qingyou Fox who controls all of this is lying comfortably on the top of the Yuan Wu Hao. Next to him is a thin scaly creature sitting side by side, who is the junior feudal lord of the Qiu Xi tribe.

At this point, Mo Heng was too lazy to participate in military leader-level battles. Battles of this scale were left to his subordinates.

Even Qing Youhu didn't have many thoughts of taking action. He just stayed on the sidelines to supervise the battle, and sometimes enslaved some high-ranking military leaders. As for the junior immortal military leader, the demon prince looked down upon him.

At the boundary between the middle and outer areas of the Yuehe Continent, high-level military leaders can be found in any conflict.

Until now, Qingyou Fox has enslaved nearly ten high-level military masters, but the most powerful ones are still the five Immortal Chrysalis Clan.

The main control room door opened, and Plant walked in, "Master, this group should be the last team from the Zerg camp."

Mo Heng withdrew his gaze and said, "Well, I understand that the subsequent hunting efficiency will drop a lot. It is an unexpected surprise to gain a feudal lord."

In recent decades of hunting, Mo Heng has always been able to accurately locate the rough combat strength of foreign races by relying on high-end detectors costing tens of billions of dollars, so he can always minimize losses.

It was not that Mo Heng had never encountered foreign races at the peak of the feudal lordship, but they all avoided them due to the ultra-long-range warning of the detector. Mo Heng was naturally not afraid of fighting with them, but it was also a thankless task.

He wanted to say something to Plant, but the detector connected to his consciousness sent back a message that the other party actually had help!

"I didn't expect that Qingji and his friends would actually wait for reinforcements from the other side with their fishing methods."
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The cabin door of the Yuanwu was half open. Leaning against the cabin door, Mo Heng was already wearing dark fog armor, holding a red gilded spear and looking at the sky somewhere in the distance.

Not one of the five foreign military leaders Immortal has been injured or killed, but they are already on the verge of collapse. If this continues, it will be too obvious for Dio Huahou and others to act. Fortunately, the opponent's reinforcements arrived in time.

A brown spaceship broke through the darkness, cut through a few pieces of void pumice, and stopped nearly 100 million kilometers away on the right side of the Yuanwu. Then two humanoid gods flew out of the spacecraft with great force.

The leading crocodile-headed and scale-armored alien race was the prince of the Chrysalis Yong clan whom Mo Heng had been unable to find before. A pair of scarlet eyes looked at Qingyou Fox with evil intentions.

"Monster clan, enslave our clan to immortality, you must die!"

"There is another way!" Followed by a tall alien covered in black feathers, "If I enslave it, these immortal nobles will indirectly return to our Zerg camp."

Fifteen's news is always timely, "Master, this is the Zerg vassal tribe, the 'Phantom Tribe', and the racial talent is a secret magic amplification talent called [Sound Fantasy]."

Enemies on the soul side usually have one or two levels of soul defense. Mo Heng only feels that enslavement is hopeless, and they are not as easy to control as Qingyou Fox did to save Jiucha Fengpeng.

Qingyouhu and the feudal lords of the Qiuxi clan have already stood side by side between the two foreigners and the battlefield. The nearby Diohuahou and the five immortals of the Chrysalis clan no longer hold back, accelerating the fragmentation and annihilation of the opponent's divine body.

"Hey~ It doesn't matter whether I save those incompetent people or not. What matters is that I want this demon race to die!"

The murderous intent in the eyes of the feudal lord of the Chrysalis Yong clan grew stronger and stronger. He left only one sentence and rushed towards the Qingyou Fox, tearing out space ripples with the long serrated blade in his hand.

The feudal lord of the Youbi tribe in the rear shook his head and waved his hand to summon more than a dozen soul subordinates to guard him, while he used his divine power to brew some secret technique.

Looking at the initial performance of the two people in front of him, Mo Heng's eyes lit up. Whether it was the speed of the Jiaoyong clan that far exceeded that of the junior feudal lords, or the secret method of the Youhei clan that needed to build up momentum, Mo Heng was surprised.

Qing Youhu ignored the Immortal Yong Clan who rushed towards him. Instead, he waved his hand and threw out a few illusions, stabbing directly at the Feng Hou of the You Puppet Clan behind him.

Next to him, the feudal lord of the Qiu Xi clan who had just returned to Mo Heng's command for a few years, followed the impact of Qingyouhu's subsequent illusions with great tacit understanding, and together they faced the menacing lord of the Jing Yong clan.

Hey~

The few illusion spells that Qing Youhu tested penetrated into the opponent's divine body, like a mud cow entering the sea. On the contrary, the immortal divine body of the Qiu Xi clan, which was nearly two thousand times as powerful as the Realm Master, fell behind in the first collision with the opponent.

The first moment the spear in the immortal hand of the Qiuxian clan came into contact with the serrated blade, he was forcefully repelled. The huge force coming from his hand almost caused his divine weapon to fall away.     "Higher title?"

The deep voice of the feudal lord of the Qiu Xi tribe came. Facing an opponent who was a small level stronger than himself, he did not lose momentum in terms of momentum, but took the initiative to attack again.

The Immortal of the Chrysalis Eternal Clan did not speak, but looked at the enemy with a strange smile, and the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger.

As for the Immortal of the Youhei clan further away, they made the same decision. Several tentative illusion attacks from Qingyouhu were unexpectedly blocked by the Immortal, the two psychedelic military leaders in front of him.

And he himself is still depicting arrays of illusions, seemingly outlining a precise invisible picture.

The subordinates that soul masters most want to enslave are lower-level soul masters.

From Mo Heng's point of view, although the realm of the soul slaves under this foreign prince's command is insufficient, but with the help of two high-level military leaders who have also mastered the way of the soul, they will definitely be able to pull out an army of soul slaves in a short time.

As for the nearby feudal lord of the Jyuyong clan, Mo Heng, who possesses the secrets of the four divine body amplitudes, is particularly sensitive to the method of exerting force. Only after fighting with the feudal lord of the Qiuxi clan for a few breaths, Mo Heng estimated that the lord of the Jyuyong clan Hou's divine body power.

"About five thousand times the power of the Realm Lord, but it cannot be ruled out that some of the power and the power of the secret method are hidden."

In the cabin behind him, the God's Domain puppet, which had become an intelligent being, knelt on one knee and begged Mo Heng for permission to bring his two brothers to join the battle.

"Inappropriate! Your normal mode is only two thousand times the power of the Realm Lord. Without the blessing of several base spaceships in the [Sixth Divine Realm], fighting against high-level feudal lords can only play a containment role. This battle will drag on It’s been a while.”

As Mo Heng spoke, he raised the red gilded spear and disappeared from the Yuanwu cabin door.

The Yuan Wu also slowly started up and chased after Mo Heng.

After another violent collision, the Immortal of the Qiu Xi tribe was affected by the huge force and the power of the secret method, and part of his body was affected, and his right arm was shattered.

Fortunately, it was handled properly, and under the cover of Qingyou Fox, the broken part of the divine body and the main body quickly escaped. The immortal body took effect, and the divine body healed without any damage.

The feudal lord of the Chrysalis Yong Clan was not annoyed after his powerful attack failed to bear fruit. Instead, he prepared a stronger slash and struck at the opponent who was much weaker than him again, turning a blind eye to Qingyou Fox's illusion attack.

Such a special talent made Mo Heng more and more amazed. Even if all the illusions seeped into his divine body, he could still suppress the warrior opponent in front of him with just his willpower.

Mo Heng didn't care about the Immortal Chrysalis Eternal Clan nearby, but rushed straight towards the Soul Master of the Youhei Clan who had been charging for two breaths in the distance. After all, Qingyouhu was a ruthless person who had been on the battlefield outside the territory for countless years and successfully retired. character, ignoring its illusion is the worst way to deal with it.

[Love's Killing Plate] is a life-like treasure. After Mo Heng's spiritual refinement, it has become the same as Mo Heng's hands and feet, as if it is a part of the body. Every time the dark red cloak shakes, the flow of time is also determined by Mo Heng. His thoughts changed, and he traveled tens of millions of kilometers in just a few breaths.

Seeing Mo Heng's speed and covering nearly half of the distance in a short time, the feudal lord of the Youbi tribe in the distance looked a little colder, and the divine power around him quickly spread around, merging with the illusive thought waves emanating from him.

Illusory pavilions and pavilions appear one after another under the influence of the divine power of the Youji tribe. The dreamlike colors are mesmerizing.

The hands of the feudal lord of the Youbi tribe pushed gently, and these pavilions and pavilions rushed towards Mo Heng like divine weapons, a few minutes faster than Mo Heng's flying speed.

Seeing this situation, Mo Heng, who still had some strength left, showed interest in his eyes. He did not show off his hidden strength, so he allowed himself to be enveloped by these illusion towers.

Living in a complex of buildings, Mo Heng felt like he was in a maze. Strange sounds came from the buildings next to him, constantly rushing into Mo Heng's sea of ​​consciousness.

After being weakened by [Ten Thousand Core Souls], this part of the soul attack actually has the power to destroy immortal souls, which really surprised Mo Heng.

Then he mobilized the [Star Blood Crown], and a ray of starlight washed away in Mo Heng's sea of ​​consciousness, and everything became quiet.

"Using mental power to build the realm of illusion and using immortal divine power to shape it. Although it consumes a lot of energy, it is indeed a powerful secret method that traps enemies." Mo Heng praised.

"It's just that it's really okay to play with magic sounds in front of the Magic Sound God General?" Mo Heng felt the phantom sounds that continued to hit him, with a hint of amusement on his face.
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Seeing that Mo Heng was trapped, the feudal lord of the Youji tribe confidently looked towards the battlefield further away and unleashed some instant illusion attacks, aimed directly at Qingyou Fox.

Seeing this, the Jade Yong Clan's feudal lord laughed more and more wantonly, "Haha, you are indeed the famous 'Huanlou Hou'. It is indeed the right choice to team up with you this time. You can restrain the opponent's feudal lord with one blow." .”

The foreign feudal lord covered in black feathers did not respond to the two compliments. Instead, he directly ordered, "Quickly deal with the warrior in front of you. It has been delayed for long enough. I don't want to appear in the first cooperation with you." misfortune."

The strange laughter of the Jade Yong tribe's feudal lord became smaller. He was about to use his strength to continue to suppress the opponent in front of him, but was affected by a secret technique that Qingyou Fox had prepared long ago, and his strange laughter stopped abruptly.

On the battlefield farther away, several waves of body explosions were heard one after another. Marquis Dio Hua and several military leaders came over here, and soon they got into hands with the feudal lord of the Jiaoyong clan.

Qingyouhu, Qiu Xi clan's feudal lord, and Dio Huahou all fought against a senior feudal lord, and they managed to achieve an even match.

Seeing this, Huan Louhou, who was dressed in black feathers, had no choice but to send the escorts around him to support him, and at the same time, he once again used his mental power to draw an invisible picture in the void.

The eight military leader-level aliens left in front of the Huanlouhou and quickly gathered on the battlefield further away. When passing by the dreamy building in silence in the void, the leader couldn't help but take a few more glances at the master's powerful secret technique.

when~

A distant bell ringing came from the building complex. It was small and weak at first, but by the end, it was overwhelmingly rushing towards the several alien immortals.

The dreamlike pavilion gradually shattered, and a black-armored figure flew out from it, but they could no longer see it. Several military leaders had already fallen into sinking when the bell ended.

Huanlou Hou had no time to awaken several soul subordinates through the soul mark, and saw a black figure attacking him at a faster speed.

Without any panic, Huan Louhou continued to use various illusions to attack the black-armored figure, but none of them could stop the opponent's steps.

Seeing that the other party had the same fighting style as his Yuyong Clan companion, letting the illusion enter his body but having no effect, panic began to appear in Hou Huanlou's eyes.

As the distance got closer and closer, every time the red cloak behind the opponent shook, Huan Louhou's heart became heavier.

Swinging his right hand, another group of immortal military masters with varying strengths appeared to stop Mo Heng. Huan Lou Hou used his body skills to quickly retreat to the spaceship, hoping that these subordinates could hold off the powerful enemy for a few breaths.

"As long as I take two breaths, I can go back!" Hou Huanlou looked at the spaceship in the distance.

Mo Heng looked at the dozen military leaders in front of him. The direction of the charge did not change, but the speed increased sharply. The red-gilt spear in his hand went straight forward, and he used the self-created secret technique [Four Phases] at will.

bang~

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of kilometers away, a hollow passage appeared among the fragmented immortal divine power, leading still to the front of Huanlouhou.

Looking at the half of the spear that was buried in his chest, and feeling the four different powers raging in the god's body, Huanlouhou raised his head, looking at the black-armored figure in front of him with a hoarse expression and hoarse voice.

"Be crowned king!?"

(End of this chapter)