This time, the mysterious young man was injured even more severely.

Even far exceeds the injuries left after fighting Ye Mo last time.

Not only did the meridians be damaged, but even the golden elixir was almost broken.

On the other hand, Sangluo is not better.

The bone spurs on the back were almost all broken, and a large spider-web-like crack appeared on the skin of the body.

Black blood was spewed out of his mouth, and his expression was depressed.

Even the silver moth broke its body under the most powerful attack.

The battle has reached this point, and it is actually time for Ye Mo to appear.

But he was cautious, Ye Mo still hid in his formation and stopped moving for the time being.

As the saying goes, a centipede worm dies without being stiff, and Ye Mo does not want to ruin his life because of his hastyness.

Sure enough, Sangluo didn't know what method he used, but his body became very powerful in a short period of time.

It's even more terrifying than when I was fighting just now.

On the other hand, the situation on the mysterious youth is a little unoptimistic.

Not only did his strength decline greatly, but his serious injuries also caused him to lose his ability to fly and escape in the air.

He could only half kneel there and watch Sanluo approaching step by step.

"I said, I'm not the Ye Mo you are looking for, Ye Mo has someone else! The mysterious young man roared unwillingly."

Unfortunately, no matter what he said, Sangluo didn't believe it.

This demonic monk seemed to have lost his mind, and killing the mysterious young man had become obsessed.

"The Black Dragon King...is my son! If you kill my son, I will kill you!"

"No, I want to refine you into a ghost slave and be enslaved by me for life!"

Sangluo's face was full of hatred, which was a deep hatred.

The mysterious young man showed emotions of fear, helplessness, anger, etc.

Puchi!

A dry big hand passed by his chest and directly pierced the mysterious young man's body.

When Ye Mo saw this scene, his expression was filled with strangeness.

Just now, he suddenly felt his heart beating wildly, and then there was a stinging pain.

I can't explain why, but when I saw this mysterious young man about to die in Sangluo's hands, I felt a strange feeling.

However, Ye Mo finally restrained this emotion.

He looked into the field, but at this moment he found a strange smile on the mysterious young man's drooping face.

It was obvious that someone was passing by the chest, how could he suddenly show such a look?

With Ye Mo's angle and position, seeing this scene happened to make Ye Mo feel awkward.

Puchi!

The bright yellow ancient mirror shook, and a head rolled to the ground.

Sangluo's headless body seemed a little unwilling to accept it, and took two steps towards his own head, holding up his head with his hands...

However, this process seemed to exhaust Sanluo's vitality.

Finally, his hands were loosened weakly and his head rolled into the soil again.

At the same time, the headless corpse fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!