Chapter 15 The Moth of Despair
"Boom!"
At the top of the ladder, deep in the clouds, lightning and thunder were heard, and the sound of lightning was endless.
A thunder dragon winds from the depths of the clouds, and its majestic body makes countless young demons' hearts jump.
It was also the first time they had seen the Tomb Spirit. Apart from the young demons who were fortunate enough to see the Nine Profound Spirit Snake Emperor, the other young demons had seen such a huge demon spirit for the first time.
The actual pressure came to their face, making them unable to help but take a few steps back.
It just hovered in the clouds on the top of the ladder, quietly staring at the countless young monsters below.
The atmosphere immediately became solemn and silent.
"How could the Tomb Spirit be so powerful this time?!"
Zhi Yao said to Haro with a ugly expression: "Even your elder brother could not resist the attack of the Nine Profound Spirit Snake Emperor at that time, and the tomb spirit in front of him was obviously stronger than the previous Nine Profound Spirit Snake Emperor. Even if you gather our strength, you are not an opponent at all!"
He frowned and said, "Now, there is only a glimmer of hope in using the soul battle formation, so we should retreat first."
When Xiao Lei King Xiaohuang King Xiaofeng King heard this, he nodded.
Seeing the power of the Tomb Spirit, they understood the gap between the two sides without trying. This is no longer a force that can be defeated by gathering all the young monsters.
Just imagine, endless ants may be able to bite an elephant to death, but can they bite an emperor to kill to ward off evil spirits?
Zhi Yao's mind was full of plans, but he gave up all of them.
In the face of absolute power, all calculations are useless.
He couldn't understand why there were ten thousand demons of this level. The end point in the past tested the power of the union of the demons, but now it is not at all.
Didn’t it be that the Tomb of Wan Yao Ling of this level never thinks that it can be defeated by them in unison, but instead…want to force out a genius with amazing talents?
He suddenly realized something in his heart.
In normal times, it is enough for the demons to move forward together, but before the great crisis, only the talented and strategic leaders can turn the world around.
Perhaps, this is the true meaning of the Ten Thousand Demons at the Ten Thousand Years level!
outside world.
"It may be too late for them to retreat now, otherwise they will suffer heavy damage and lose the opportunity to try again, because the Thunder Dragon Emperor is about to attack..."
Outside the spiritual tomb, the demon queen looked ahead, with no expression on her face.
Behind her, the Golden Lion King and several other demon kings looked at each other.
"But if you don't try, how do you know if there is such a glimmer of hope?"
The Golden Lion King frowned and said, "If I know I can't beat it, I will go up and bite him!"
The demon queen shook her head, looked back at her, and slowly said, "It is because of this kind of war that our clan has just fallen into danger many times. This is not right or wrong, but..."
She turned around and looked deep in the spiritual tomb and said, "But I hope they can wait for a true leader so that they can overcome difficulties in the future and lead the demon clan back to the top of the world."
"Real leader..."
The six demon kings were silent.
They all knew that the demon clan was weak. Over the past ten thousand years, even if young demons with outstanding talents appeared, they could not restore the decline of the demon clan.
Now, there is no more genius in the demon clan who can truly lead the people.
They all remembered the missing demon king at the same time. Even when he was facing the demon army, he dared to take the demon clan against the trend and fight to the death.
The demon clan at that time was invincible!
The demon clan is now facing a crisis of life and death. They need a leader and hope too much.
Inside the tomb of Ten Thousand Demons.
"If you retreat without fighting, my Canglang royal family will be sparrowed by the demons."
Harrow pursed his lips tightly.
She also knew that she was definitely not a match for the Thunder Dragon Emperor, but if she didn't fight, how could the Canglang Royal Clan be eliminated?
She looked at the Zhi Yao beside her, tightened the sword in her hand, and said firmly: "I have to fight, even if I die... I still have to fight!"
As she said that, she moved forward without any hesitation.
Under the shocked gaze of the young royal demons such as Xiaohuang King, Harrow's dark green spirit flames were burning, and suddenly turned into a long sword of several feet long. He stepped on the ground and rushed towards the Thunder Dragon Emperor with a huge force.
It looks like a desperate moth... pounces on the fireworks...
Zhi Yao was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he followed her, and his whole body was filled with inspiration.
How could he let Harrow face danger alone? Even if he knew he was dead, he had to fall in front of her!
The young royal demons such as Xiao Fengwang, who provided Harrow with inspiration, looked heavy.
Even though they know they won't win, they will not give up. This is the spirit of their demon clan.
But at the moment... there is no chance of winning at all!
Swish swish swish swish...
The endless sea of demons behind was silent for a moment, but it surged in the next moment.
Since you have promised to contribute your own strength, how can you rely on yourself because the enemy is too strong?
They will not let the royal family fight alone!
Under countless shocked or excited eyes outside the spiritual tomb, the demon tide turned into a sea of spiritual light and rushed towards the Thunder Dragon Emperor overwhelmed.
With a bit of tragic...
Deep in the clouds.
The Thunder Dragon's body slowly swam.
Its eyes were still indifferent to the young demon, and it had no timid expression when facing the attack like a sea of tide.
It just slowly opened its huge mouth.
"Swish..."
A ball of lightning flashing lightning appeared, absorbing the free lightning in the thunder clouds and quickly becoming larger.
"hold head high!--"
At this time, the dragon's mouth suddenly closed, extinguishing all the lightning, but opened the next moment.
Accompanied by the earth-shaking dragon roar, the lightning light was like a sea of thunder, pouring out all the young demons in it.
"Bang!"
The sea of spiritual light and the sea of thunder were dispersed at once, as if an ant was facing the soles of an elephant, without any power to confront him.
Only Harrow's long spiritual flame sword supported her for a moment in the sea of thunder, but it was quickly smashed to pieces, and his whole body shot back and knocked her back to fly away with the wise demon who was trying to catch her.
The demons in the Sea of Spiritual Light were even more unbearable. After a moment of impact from the Sea of Thunder, they fell down like the wind passing through the ears of wheat.
"ah!--"
The terrifying cry of young demons kept coming, but it disappeared very quickly because their spirits had been broken and the demon spirit turned into nothingness in the sea of thunder...
Harrow flew backwards, and from the corner of her eyes she saw these miserable scenes, and suddenly her eyes turned red.
It was she who decided to lead the demons to break through the level of the Tomb Spirit. She swore that she would block the front of the Tomb Spirit, but now...
"Drink!"
Harrow roared in anger in the sea of thunder.
She suddenly pushed the magic demon back, but she struggled to stand in the sea of thunder, with her whole body's spiritual flames without any reservations.
The next moment, a dark green spirit flame wall was formed in front of all the young demons, and all the sea of thunder were taken alone!
"puff!"
The violent impact surged into his body, and Harrow felt a huge shock in his internal organs, and his mouth was full of blood.
"Harrow!"
The Zhi Yao cried out in pain.
The young demons such as the Little Phoenix King connected to Harrow behind were all shocked, and the spiritual light in their bodies surged, and they took the initiative to transport them to Harrow.
The young demon tide that got a breather also rushed over, trying to contribute his strength, but was stunned by the Zhi Yao: "No! No matter how many young demons join her, she will not be able to withstand it. We need a higher spirit body!"
puff!
With just a few breaths, Harrow couldn't hold on again and vomited blood all over his mouth.
But instead of removing the spirit flame wall, she tried her best to squeeze every part of her power.
Because she said she wanted to stand in front of the enemy...
Then, even if you die, you cannot retreat!
The boundless young demons supported each other, gasping for breath, but stared at the thin banshee's back. They never thought that there would be a royal family to do this for them.
"Are there any more heavenly spirits?!"
The Zhi Yao's eyes roared with a roar: "We can't stop it! Harrow can't stop it! We need stronger spiritual bodies to help!"
Chapter completed!