"Brother Ye Mo...what are you going to do..."

Xiaorou was shocked. She could see that Ye Mo was at the end of her strength at this time and could not understand where the other party mobilized such terrifying power.

"Is it possible...Brother Ye Mo, no!"

Xiaorou thought of something in an instant and immediately exclaimed: "If you do this, you may lose your life!"

She understood that Ye Mo wanted to self-destruct the foundation-building platform!

"It's over now. Only by self-destructing the Taoist platform can we kill the evil spirits and we can survive!"

Ye Mo's eyes appeared in his decisiveness.

This is the only way he can think of.

The Taoist platform exploded in the later stage of foundation building, and the entire Zijing Mountain would probably be blown up, but Ye Mo couldn't care about so much.

The first thing he had to do was to pull the Taoist platform out of his dantian and throw it at the evil spirits.

As long as he is not at the center of the explosion, the remaining spiritual power will still have a 20% chance of surviving if he uses defensive spells.

A 20% chance is better than dying here!

As he kept choking, his abdomen still turned faintly golden, as if something was about to break out of his body.

The evil spirit's eyes flashed with blue candlelight, and it sensed danger.

This danger makes it palpitations and makes it instinctively fear.

"Woooooo!"

It immediately raised its head and made a whimper.

Huhuhuhuhu...

The fierce cold wind whistled towards Ye Mo.

This cold wind can freeze the soul.

It wants to stop Ye Mo from acting.

"Don't think about it!"

Ye Mo took out the century-old agarwood, puff!

A ball of fire fell on it.

Wow!
Chapter completed!