Martial Boss Chapter 1078

The Locust God parasite, which eats everything but earth, also withered under the power of the Ten Kings of the Temple of the Shadow.

The Great Qian destroyed the Locust God parasite, but at the cost of more than 100,000 casualties. Together with the soldiers previously devoured by the Locust God parasite, there were at least 200,000.

In this battle, the Great Qian suffered heavy losses.

But in exchange for these heavy losses, the Ten Kings of the Palace of Ghosts were immensely powerful.

Like a tornado, the aura of death swept up from the ground and was absorbed by the ten figures in the sky. Especially Yan Luo Tian Zi, around his body there were ten thousand ghosts wailing, and occasionally a black dragon of deadly qi coiled and danced, with countless unjust souls poking their heads out within it.

Above the earth were white bones, clearly dead for less than an hour, but as old as an old corpse, with no flesh and blood, leaving only a withered bone.

“Attack the southern border.”

Mak Cang Sheng and Yan Luo Tian Zi walked side by side, leading the Nine Kings to fly towards the southern border.

As for the remaining troops of the Great Qian, they could no longer be of use. Seeing more than 200,000 of their colleagues reduced to dry bones, the quality of Great Qian’s army was no longer high, but the army’s heart was already in disarray. The three armies were now in turmoil, and the generals had no time to pacify their soldiers, so how could they command the army to advance?

“The casualties of hundreds of thousands from both the enemy and us have made the Ten Kings of the Palace of Ghosts the power they are now. Mak Cansheng has given his all to create such a situation, his next move will surely be even greater.”

Qing Yu could not help but sigh with emotion as he saw these hundreds of thousands of deaths and injuries occur.

Mak Cansheng really regarded the living beings as mere ants, and the death of these people had nothing to do with him. He only used the dead people as food to nourish the Palace, without any regard for the fact that some of them were from his own side.

In the space in Qing Yu’s sleeve, the myth of doom was already stirring, the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people had generated a large amount of robbery qi, and this newborn robbery weapon was already unable to hold back.

However, now was not the time to absorb the robbery qi.

Qing Yu held down the Doomsday Myth and flew towards the southern border together with Yun Wuyue.

The real feast was only about to begin now.

As Mak Cansheng and the other eleven swept along, a thousand miles of land pa*sed in a matter of moments, and before long, they had descended into the Ancestral God Valley, the heart of the Southern Frontier.

The boundary and the witch spell outside the valley were no obstacle to the two supreme beings and the nine God-Realms. The eleven of them entered the Ancestral God Valley like no one’s business, forcing their way into the valley.

“More than three hundred years ago, this throne accompanied my father to the southern border and took over a state. But at that time, there were reckless people from the rivers and lakes who didn’t know right from wrong, causing that battle to be unable to finish all the work and take the southern border. Now ——”

The two of them are the same.

A talisman with nine dragons coiled around it slowly flew out from Mak Cansheng’s heart and hovered in the air, releasing a bright and indefinite light.

“Boom…”

The great tomb within the Ancestral God Valley shook with a loud roar, and even a huge roaring sound was faintly heard.

That was the war body of the Interligator clan sensing the aura of its arch-enemy and was storming the seal.

“The people of the southern border are indeed quite wise and have discovered the arrangements of their ancestors. But can these arrangements stop the external attacks and wait for the internal ones?”

Mu Cansheng pressed one hand on the Nine Dragon Talisman, and the nine dragons on it suddenly swam as if they were alive, “Great Witch Priest, you can’t stop this throne.”

The nine dragons burst out of the talisman in a flash, and within a breath, their bodies expanded as if they were blowing air, and in the blink of an eye, they became nine heavenly dragons.

“Ow ow ow ——”

The nine dragons let out a heaven-shattering roar and danced around in the air, then abruptly rushed down and into the ground.

Then, there was a tremor, and a pale and flooded aura rose from the ground. The seal was opened.

“Rumble, rumble, rumble…”

The great tomb shook continuously, as if a supreme beast was charging underground, with an inexplicable fierce and fatal aura, whose horror could be felt even through the rocky layers a hundred feet deep.

“Hahahaha —— Mak Cang Sheng, you want to desecrate the body of my clan’s ancestor, this is a dream.”

The witch spell in the great tomb suddenly disintegrated into countless witch texts that scurried towards the ground like snakes, rushing to tattoo the battle body of the Interligator as it was about to emerge.

The next moment –

“Boom…”

The ground rippled and a ten-foot-tall giant rose from the ground. The giant was covered in rock, with eight hexagonal eyes and four hands spread out in front and behind, and was filled with an ancient and pale feeling.

This was the Interligator, or should I say the shell of the Interligator.

Qing Yu, who arrived afterwards, had a layer of blood light plated on top of his eyes, and saw through the rocky layer to the location of the war body of the Inter Lie Clan.

It was where the giant’s heart was, and there was an ancient figure over two metres tall, almost fused with the rock.

“This is the giant formed by the Qi of the Earth Vein, the battle body of the Inter Lie Clan also has a limit, it can’t really absorb the Qi of the Earth Vein for 10,000 years, so it formed such a giant on the outside.” Qing Yu said.

That seal was only in and out, constantly absorbing the earth vein Qi, and in these 10,000 years, it was not known how much large amounts of earth vein Qi had been absorbed, so much so that the battle body of the Inter Lie clan was full and overflowed, forming this ten feet (thirty-three meters) tall giant on the outside.

At this time, the giant that had just emerged was not as violent as it had been previously in the seal, but simply stood quietly on the earth, without the slightest movement.

On its surface were endless scribbles of witchcraft, filled with a strange and unsettling aura.

“You and the others only think that those witch incantations are meant to isolate the inside from the outside? Too naive!”

The Great Witch Priest slowly ascended into the sky and landed on the giant’s shoulders, laughing triumphantly, “When the seal opens, it will be the time when the ancestor’s war body will be under the curse, and the delusions of your Human Emperor’s lineage will end today.”

“Whether it is a delusion or not, we still don’t know?” Mak Cang Sheng laughed.

In the next instant, an arcane yellow light shone from the giant’s heart.

“Knock, knock, knock–”

The surging leaping sound was like a war drum, shaking everyone’s heart and soul.

The battle body of the Hind Lie Clan was about to truly awaken. The entire five channels of spiritual awareness were meeting at the heart, and this giant was slowly collapsing across like a rock wall that had been weathered.

“These witch incantations will be able to stop five human emperors alone, but not five human emperors.” Mak Cang Sheng returned the same smile to the Great Witch Priest.

Earlier, the other four human emperors had run off to erode Feng Jiu’s sea of consciousness, and only the fifth generation human emperor had not entered Feng Jiu’s sea of consciousness because Qing Yu controlled the dragon vein to block it, and had run to the southern border to test the seal.

And now, it is the five awakened human emperors who have all come together. Even if the witch spell is strong, it cannot stop the once five human emperors.

“The arm of a praying mantis is ridiculously insubstantial. Great Witch Priest, this throne’s opponent has never been you.”

Mak Cang Sheng’s gaze was eerie as he turned to the side.

There, a tall figure with a sword came stepping into the air.

“Blade God -” Mak Cansheng said his name in a deep voice.

Back then, at the border of Shu Prefecture, both Mu Cang Sheng and Yan Luo Tian Zi could only hold back the Blade God with their combined efforts. To this day, he and Yan Luo Heavenly Son had each improved, especially Yan Luo Heavenly Son, who had absorbed hundreds of thousands of people’s death qi from earlier, and had extremely shared some of it with the Nine Kings, and his own strength was non-trivial.

But the Blade God, his strength has improved even more than before.

If it was said that in that previous engagement, he and Yan Luo Tian Zi held off the Blade God without getting hurt, now, it was not guaranteed that they would not get hurt.

After the retreat, the Blade God’s blade intent and sharpness was far more terrifying than before.

The Blade God surveyed the giant that was still slowly crumbling for a moment and said to Mu Cang Sheng, “Very extraordinary means. The Great Witch Priest of the Southern Border is also extraordinary, but he still did uselessly under your calculations.

However, it takes time to move the Interligator’s Battle Body, right? Can you, as you are now, buy time under my sword?”

With a single word, the Blade God’s blade cut through the air with an ear-piercing scraping sound, as if there was an invisible object that was rubbing against the blade.

“A blade of fire.”

The blade qi came out and a pitch black blade mark spread through the air, and on both sides of the blade mark, were blazing flames. This was using the invisible space as a whetstone to grind out flames that shouldn’t exist in the first place.

This slash was not based on the length of the blade, but on the strength of a simple, bladeless blade, grinding out the marks of space in a raw way.

With this slash alone, Mak Cang Sheng was not necessarily sure he could take it. The progress of the Blade God was far greater than one could imagine.

“Reincarnation of the Past Life.”

The other side’s response to receiving this blade was very unexpected, as the ten kings each took their place, forming a great formation with Yan Luo Tian Zi as the core, with Yan Luo Tian Zi probing his hand to find a deep vortex, blocking it in front of the blade’s strength.

The sword power just like this into the vortex, and then ——

“Clang–”

The crisp sound of gold and iron clanging sounded from not far away. Then I saw red flames ignite where the giant’s heart was, and a knife mark split the flames in two.

The power of the Blade God’s blade was transferred to the position of the giant’s heart.

At the same time, the ten Moro Halls condensed from emptiness to reality, appearing above the heads of the ten kings, their qi practised in a single line, glowing with the ancient and thick majesty of death.

“Dealing with the Blade God is something that should never be taken lightly.”

Yan Luo Heavenly Son’s gaze pierced through the beaded curtain and looked directly at the Blade God, “This Ten Temples of Moro is specially prepared for you, Blade God.”

The ten halls of the Moro were united as one, with a thick deathly intent raging, and the deathly wind transformed into the form of a ghostly dragon, flying around.

This is a great gift specially prepared for the Blade God, with nine Gods and a supreme power forming the Great Hall Formation.

“But what about the addition of the Poor Dao?”

A voice as thin as a wandering wen rang in his ears, and even faster than the voice, was the scarlet light of the sword.

At some point, and in some way, a supreme being had actually approached behind Mak Cang Sheng, and the blade light had already entered his body.

“Poof–”

“Clang–”

The former was the sound of a blade tip entering the body, the latter, however, was the sound of a large golden hand clutching the blade.

The Myth of Doom, clutched by a hand, and moreover, that hand had not yet been scarred in the slightest.

“This is really ——”

Qing Yu looked at the owner of that large hand with a bit of dismay, “A bit startling!”

“It’s startling and surprising.”

The five-fold voice said at the same time, “The Daoist of the latter days, we meet again.”

The great hand that clutched the myth of doom was none other than the war body belonging to the Interligator clan, and now it was the hand of five human emperors.