The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

Chapter 1330 – Final decisive battle (5)

Chapter 1330 – Final decisive battle (5)

At this moment, Nangong Liuyun kept on forming ancient seals, while Ancestor Mo passively defended, fighting into a lump with the ancient seals.

One after another, the ancient seals were smashed by him, while more ancient seals were cast by Nangong Liuyun. In such an exchange, the two of them both demonstrated their skills, waiting for who will persist till the end.

At this moment, Su Luo, who had only one breath left, slowly opened her eyes, her consciousness slowly returning to mind.

Seeing the two people in this life or death battle not far away, amazement flashed through Su Luo’s eyes!

It was actually Nangong Liuyun, what’s going on?

Su Luo knew Nangong Liuyun’s cultivation, before, he was seriously hurt, after only one day and one night of recuperation, even if his body recovered completely, he was still only tenth rank ah. How could he fight to a draw with the madman Ancestor Mo?

Su Luo clenched her teeth tightly, traces of worry flashing through her eyes. The hands at her side clenched into tight fists!

She remembered Nangong Liuyun had said, that there was a very strong power sealed inside his body. Now, Nangong Liuyun’s strength had increased sharply, it ought to be that strange power has appeared right? But, that has side-effects ah!

Su Luo laid on the ground without strength, her worried gaze fixed on the two people fighting up ahead in mid-air, she held her breath with rapt attention, afraid of missing a thread of information.

Now, Ancestor Mo and Nangong Liuyun had fought to the most crucial part.

The spirit power glistened around Nangong Liuyun’s body, flowing brilliantly and gracefully. Suddenly, his palm opened, a nine-layered pagoda appeared in the centre of his palm.

The nine-layered pagoda quickly got bigger, its world-destroying aura quickly filling the air.

Nangong Liuyun’s eyes narrowed dangerously, thin lips curled into a cold sneer, and a light tone escaped his lips: “Go!”

The nine-layered pagoda quickly flew from the centre of Nangong Liuyun’s palm, and shot towards Ancestor Mo!

The nine-layered pagoda kept on growing, soon, it was big enough to hold a hundred people.

Ancestor Mo, who was in the midst of fighting the ancient seals, suddenly felt a strong murderous aura sweep towards him. He lifted his eyes and saw that the entire sky seemed to be enveloped by a black shadow. A nine-layered pagoda smashed towards his head, as if wanting to seal him inside.

“Damn!” Ancestor Mo’s whiskers trembled from anger.

Ancestor Mo, these past few hundred years, aside from Su Luo playing tricks on him, he had not lost a battle yet. Let alone to say being sealed away by other people. He could die but definitely wouldn’t be sealed away!

Ancestor Mo concentrated his power in his index finger, and yelled: “Explode!”

However, don’t know what kind of material the nine-layered pagoda was made of, to make it a spirit treasure. Faced with Ancestor Mo’s full force attack, the pagoda swayed a bit but still directly fell down, enveloping Ancestor Mo’s whole body inside.

“Good!” Su Luo yelled excitedly.

Ancestor Mo was finally suppressed inside, this fight could finally be considered to have ended.

A pleasantly surprised expression flashed through Su Luo’s eyes, with great difficulty, she propped herself up. She picked up the unconscious little divine dragon and placed him in her arms, then excitedly ran towards Nangong Liuyun.

Meanwhile, speaking of Ancestor Mo’s side.

After Ancestor Mo was sealed inside, he felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse. His surroundings were gloomy and deeply cold, making his hair stand on end. At this time, his deranged mind finally realized that he was sealed away!

Realizing this fact, Ancestor Mo immediately went crazy!

“Ahh——” Ancestor Mo lifted his arms, facing skywards, and howled.

But no matter how loudly he howled, all around was quiet and still, there was only his own echo, and no other sounds.

Also, that icy cold air kept attacking Ancestor Mo’s soul, as if trying to swallow his soul, bit by bit, until it disappeared with nothing left.