Chapter 980 Yan Mo

Speaking of Yan Mo, he is not a simple figure. In the source world, as far as the human race is concerned, his strength is not the first, but no one can defeat him. he!

This is Yan Mo, the number one member of the younger generation of the Yan family!

Of course, this is obvious, and his strength is indeed not bad. At this time, he and Wu Meng were not at a disadvantage when fighting against each other. The two were evenly matched!

However, because he was dragged down, everyone in the human race was also surrounded by heavy siege.

“That’s not good!”

Yan Mo was impatient, but there was nothing he could do about it. This Wu Meng was too difficult to deal with. His special witch power was not enough. He was not much worse than himself. Although Yan Mo was confident of defeating him, it would not be possible in a short period of time.

"We can only abandon them."

Looking at the human elites who were trapped in a bitter battle, Yan Mo sighed softly in his heart, and a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes.

There is no way around this. If it is delayed, it will not do them any good, and they will all perish here!

Therefore, we must retreat!

“Withdraw!”

He shouted loudly, and countless thunder and lightning fell from the sky, all falling on the heads of the surrounding Wuling tribe, delaying everyone's escape. At the same time, he forced Wu Meng back with one move and swept away with all his strength. Haotian and others did not want to fight, and no longer cared about anything else, focusing on escaping.

"The humble human race dares to challenge the power of my Wuling tribe, leave them all to me!...'Witch Prison'!"

Wu Mengda Angry, his whole body was covered with mantras, just like stripes. Following the mantras in his mouth, the mantras on his body spread overwhelmingly at an extremely fast speed. Except for Yan Mo, he opened a gap and escaped. Everyone is trapped in this cursed world.

In less than half a moment, they were surrounded again, and for a while, they were in a desperate situation.

"Damn it!"

In less than a few seconds, more than a dozen people were killed on the spot. Even Haotian was struggling to resist, and Yan Mo cursed secretly. With a sound, he stopped with a livid face.

"I said, you all must die!"

Wumeng's ugly face was filled with a ferocious smile, he approached Yan Mo, and his words were very proud. .

"Hmph!"

Yan Mo snorted, narrowed his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Wulin tribe, you are so scheming, you actually used the Origin Beast The king is the bait,Lure the elites of the four tribes into taking the bait and strike... You are challenging the patience of the four tribes! "

"Fart! "

It's okay that he didn't say it. When he mentioned it, Wu Meng suddenly became furious. The pimples on his face trembled for a while. He was also very angry and shouted, "Since you don't If you are willing to admit it, then I can only kill you all, and then find it myself! ”

Although this strategy is indeed correct, the problem is that they have not obtained the divine source yet, and according to Wu Yi’s description, this divine source has definitely fallen into the four major races. On one hand.

“Death! ”

The curses were densely covered, and Wu Meng looked like a giant beast. He raised a fist condensed by the curses and was thicker than a water tank, and smashed it directly towards Yan Mo.

“Thunder from all directions! ”

Yan Mo’s eyes were filled with lightning, and his whole body was covered with electric arcs. He made his hand seals, and dark clouds rolled around him. Eight thunders condensed into one. Under his control, there was an overwhelming aura of destruction. It fell towards Wu Meng one after another, forcing him to switch from offense to defense and could only defend passively.

The power of thunder is too terrifying and has a paralyzing effect. If it is bombarded, To be honest, his life can be killed in a moment.

And this eight-way thunder is one of the unique skills created by the ancestors of the Yan family with the advantage of the thunder attribute. It is the pinnacle of heaven-level martial arts!< br />
The eight thunders struck in different sequences, which made it difficult for people to guard against. At this time, Wu Meng was also struck, and his face turned pale.

No less than him, if it weren't for the fact that there were other Wu Ling tribesmen harassing Yan Mo, he wouldn't be able to compete with Yan Mo.

"A dragnet! ”

While resisting the attacks of more than twenty Wuling tribesmen around him, Yan Mo formed a large net and built it towards the Wuling tribesmen who were besieging the human race in the distance, wanting to help them. Open a way to survive.

　“Ah! …”

Several screams resounded, and the four Wuling clan members were directly killed on the spot by the dragnet. Thunder and lightning filled with the aura of destruction crushed them on the spot, and blood rained down. Suddenly , an exit was revealed.

　“Rush! "

As soon as Haotian and others saw this exit, they rushed towards this direction with all their strength. Although both sides suffered losses, more than a dozen people still rushed out.
< br />However, the other extrovert, dozens of people of that race had already fled, and the rest had been killed. When they saw the situation here, they all rushed over at extremely fast speeds...

　“Get out quickly! ”

Yan Mo couldn't control that much anymore, so he forced Wu Meng back again and flew towards the distance without looking back.

He knew very well that if he waited for the people from that side to come over, he would never be able to leave.

"No one can escape!"

A gloomy voice sounded, and a black figure flashed from a distance, just like a Black lightning instantly stopped Haotian and more than a dozen people, and the sky was filled with mantras, trapping them inside.

This person is the second master of the Wuling clan, Wuli.

"It seems that there is still no way to escape death!"

After being trapped, Haotian and others had wry smiles on their faces, and their faces were ashen.

This is a truly desperate situation. With Wu Meng and Wu Li here, there is no possibility of them escaping.

"If you fight with them, you will be buried with someone even if you die!"

They looked at each other and saw the absolute certainty in each other's eyes.

And their target is Wu Meng!

Suddenly, everyone was surging their own energy crazily, all attacking towards Wu Meng's location.

"You bastard, you dare to resist? All of you will die!"

Wu Li and Wu Meng took action at the same time, and the overwhelming spells were pressed down like the sky. , the dull breath spread, making it difficult for people to even breathe.

"Bang bang!..."

A muffled sound resounded, and blood burst out. Haotian and other dozens of powerful human beings were suppressed. They were knocked down and hit the ground. Everyone vomited blood, and two of them died on the spot.

"Cowardly ants dare to compete with our Wuling tribe for glory!"

Wu Li's ugly face was full of arrogance, and his tone was very disdainful, which made The faces of Haotian and others were even more ugly.

During this trip, only Yan Mo escaped. Almost all the elites were lost. There were more than 200 people, including Haotian and others, and only about 30 were left at this time...< br />
At this time, deep regret arose in the heart of the previously impulsive person.

If he had acted according to the plan, how could he have fallen into such a situation if he was an oriole?

　"Gurgulu!..."

A very strange sound came from a distance, very fast, so fast that everyone could see it A swamp was surging towards him.