Chapter 1079: Beat

With terrifying power, Mo Tian knocked the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul into the air with one punch.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience showed shock.
"What a violent power! It's terrible!" Liu Qingyang suddenly exclaimed.
"The power of Motian is different from the power of ordinary Mozu people, his is even more terrifying!" Ye Tianwei said in amazement, he didn't know that Motian had such terrifying power.
"It is true. When we fought Motian before, he did not have this terrifying power. It seems to be the power of the ancestors of the Demon Race. It seems to be able to suppress the power of Yin and Yang Heavenly Soul. No wonder Motian is so confident." Chihuang frowned. Guessed.
In the realm of Three Turns, plus three artifacts, the power of the magic sky is extremely terrifying.
"This is the power of Demon Devil!" Mo Luo lost his voice in vain, his old face was full of shock and disbelief, staring at Demon with shocked eyes.
The Demon Mietian in Mo Luo's mouth is the ancestor of the Demon Race!
Motian refined the power of the ancestors of the demons and merged with his own power, which gave birth to today's terrifying power.
"boom!"
A fist flew the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, the furious Demon Heaven, burst out again, with a violent and fierce momentum, showing no mercy.
The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and hurriedly sacrificed the artifact, urging the energy to meet him.
"Yin-Yang Emperor's yin-yang mirror!" Long Tianzhan frowned and said, "Yin-Yang Emperor and they really died in the hands of this kid, this kid is not as good as a brute!"
"In order to improve the cultivation level, my own people will not let it go!" Long Jian said gloomily. He had never seen such a frenzied animal.
The faces of Feng Tianhun, Baili Wuhen and others were also very ugly.
"Don't underestimate me!" Yin Yang Tianxun exclaimed gloomily.
"boom!"
"Buzz!"
In an instant, Motian and Yinyang Heavenly Soul clashed again, with a deafening loud bang, and the devastating energy turned into an energy halo that oscillated and condensed into a storm, causing the entire continent to shake violently.
The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul who sacrificed the artifact, although this head-on was blocked, his face showed a strenuous expression.
Obviously, in terms of strength, it is still difficult to resist.
"What's the matter with Motian's power? Why is it stronger than mine? Why can it suppress the power of the Demon Lord's bloodline?" Yin Yang Tianxun's heart was shocked, and he didn't understand what was going on.
The power of Demon Devil is the most orthodox bloodline of the Demon Race, and it is normal to suppress the bloodline of the Demon Lord.
However, Yin Yang Heavenly Soul had no idea.
"That's the ability to absorb the power of my father's bloodline? What about the power you are proud of?" Mo Tiansen said coldly, staring viciously at Yin Yang Heavenly Soul.
The terrifying eyes of Mo Tian couldn't help making Yin Yang Tian Soul feel trembling.
"What's the matter with your power?" Yin Yang Tianhun asked in a deep voice, his angry face twitching violently.
"His power is the power of the demon ancestor Demon destroying the sky, the most orthodox bloodline power." Mo Luo answered for the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul.
"The power of the ancestors?" Yin Yang Tianhun's expression was shocked.
"boom!"
The Heavenly Demon Spear inserted into the void, and the Demon Heaven yelled fiercely, and the violent and terrifying power burst out, once again blasting the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul.
"Yin and Yang Heavenly Soul, I will let you taste the torture today! I will give it back to you ten times!" Motian said fiercely, his foot on the void burst out again, a fleeting moment.
"So fast!" The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, who was aware of it, changed his expression again.
"Yin-Yang Illusion!" Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul shouted in vain, and the figure disappeared out of thin air in a blink of an eye.
"boom!"
The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul's figure just disappeared strangely, but the next second there was a futile explosion, and the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul's figure flew out like a cannonball.
"How is this possible..." Yin Yang Tianhun was shocked and shocked.
Yin Yang Heavenly Soul couldn't believe it at all. In a year's time, Mo Tian's strength had become so terrifying, so terrifying that he felt powerless.
"Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul!" Motian roared and rushed frantically.
"Shoo hoo!"
"Boom boom boom!"
"Puff!"
The speed of Mo Tian is terrifying, the existence of supersonic speed, the figure turns into a black mist, and it flickers successively, launching fierce and ruthless attacks on the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, exploding continuously, and the violent power shocks the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul to vomit blood.
The war had just begun, and the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul fell into a disadvantage, and there was no way to fight back.
"Boom boom boom!"
Motian frantically vented the monstrous anger and hatred in his heart, and completely used Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul as a sandbag to beat him violently. The more fierce Motian, the more people could realize how much pain Motian suffered at that time.
Motian's appearance is extremely crazy, very scary.
"Damn it! He actually possesses the power of the ancestor of the Demon Race!" Yin Yang Tianhun was furious, but his power was suppressed, and he was unable to fight back.
The furious Motian bombarded hundreds of punches frantically. The punches were fierce and ruthless, and the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul was seriously injured.
"boom!"
"puff!"
With the final punch, Motian directly blasted the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul into the earth, with a bang, and the earth burst into a huge pit of tens of thousands of meters, arousing dust in the sky.
A series of ferocious and merciless attacks, in front of the terrifying power, Yin Yang Heavenly Soul was already seriously injured.
From the beginning of the battle to the present, two minutes have not passed, and the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul has not moved.
"Good fight! Motian, slaughter this beast!" Liu Qingyang yelled first to relieve his hatred.
"Yes! Kill him! The beasts should be killed!" Ye Tianwei and others shouted one after another.
"The aura of Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul hasn't weakened in the slightest." Just as everyone yelled at them, Yanlong's voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone was slightly startled, and after careful sensing, they really found that the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul's breath had not weakened at all.
"The power of anger is indeed very powerful, Motian, your power really surprised me." After a while, the cold voice of Yin Yang Heavenly Soul came from the big pit below.
"However, I am already immortal now. No matter how strong your power is, there is no threat to me at all. Once your power is exhausted, it will be your death date." Yin Yang Heaven Soul's cold voice came again.
"Immortal body!" As soon as Yin Yang Tianhun said this, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
"This asks the magic of soul curse from Motian." Liu Qingyang gritted his teeth, his face extremely gloomy.
"boom!"
In the big pit, there was a futile explosion, a large piece of rubble turned into ashes, and the figure of Yin Yang Heavenly Soul appeared in everyone's sight.
"His injury is recovering quickly!" Yan Soul frowned deeply.
"This is the body of regeneration!" The Sky Devourer's expression changed drastically, and he was shocked: "How can he have a body of regeneration? Wait, this essence and blood is...this is my essence and blood! How can the kid have my blood?"
"The blood demon took your essence and blood, and he later snatched it away. He should have refined your essence and blood." Mo Tian said gloomily.
Within a moment, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul's injury had recovered seven or eighty eight.