Master's Chief Disciple

Chapter 378 Goodbye... Mu Huayan...

Song Yunmo used the Hunyuan Shengmie Jue, a forbidden technique that burned his life span. He continued to burn his life span for nearly a hundred years before recovering his spiritual power to its peak.

And even the injuries he suffered were healed.

"Hahaha... Song Yunmo, you really are a lunatic!"

As soon as he finished the forbidden technique, he used some powerful martial arts.

"Burning Heaven Divine Light."

Several golden formations appeared in the sky, with red flames dancing in them. He attacked too quickly and Chu Mingchuan and the others were unable to make a timely judgment.

It was too late to deploy a defensive barrier, so he had to dodge before the divine light fell. As Song Yunmo raised his hand, hundreds of golden beams of light quickly struck down.

The speed was amazing and the power was huge. Although Chu Mingchuan dodged many beams, he was unable to predict the timing of the attack.

This is because everything is under Song Yunmo's control. He controls the timing and distance of the beam falling.

"Damn it!"

Chu Mingchuan, who was nearly hit, had veins popping out on his forehead. Even his attempt to attack through space travel was seen through by him.

This also completely angered Chu Mingchuan. He shouted loudly and tore open several spaces in succession.

The Nine Netherworld Dragon danced its huge body, quickly dodged the attack and headed straight for Song Yunmo.

It was much faster than before, but the beam repeatedly hit the afterimage it left behind.

Song Yunmo simply stopped attacking and changed his attack method. Several divine thorns went straight to the Nine Netherworld Dragon. The Netherworld Dragon, which was locked by divine consciousness, had no choice but to dodge the divine thorns.

Chu Mingchuan used the connectivity of space to send in several bursts of lightning, which transformed into several shadows of him in order to disturb Song Yunmo's mind.

Suddenly, several blue lights flashed around Chu Mingchuan, and then the lights turned into dense spikes that attacked Song Yunmo opposite him.

"Ice Technique!"

Wherever the ice-blue spikes passed, a thin layer of ice was formed. Seeing this, Song Yunmo threw out a defensive magic weapon, the Tianque Shield.

At the same time, he did not forget to control the beam to attack Chu Mingchuan. The enemy had seen that he was trying his best to deal with them.

But the price is that his spiritual power and mental strength will be consumed very quickly, and his consciousness will be in a state of extreme fatigue.

If this still doesn't cause them much harm, then he will face the angry counterattack of Chu Mingchuan and his men.

When the Tianque Shield blocked the attack, it controlled them to attack Chu Mingchuan. He had no time to make a judgment and took the heavy blow head-on.

Song Yunmo quickly took advantage of the victory and controlled the beam to attack the injured Chu Mingchuan.

Suddenly, a raging fire ignited on his body. He groaned in pain, endured the pain of his meridians being burned, and forced himself to use cold air to dissipate the fire.

"I didn't expect that after all the twists and turns of history, I would still encounter such a powerful opponent."

The Nine Netherworld Dragon was hit by the divine thorn without paying attention. The dragon soul was in pain, but it soon recovered its composure and fighting spirit.

But while it was in a trance, several beams of light pierced through its body one after another. Seeing this, it was extremely excited and laughed non-stop.

Song Yunmo had consumed a lot of spiritual energy by continuously controlling the divine light, and the intense and fierce fight made him gasp for breath.

Chu Mingchuan was seriously injured and could no longer gather his spiritual energy to launch an attack. The Nine Nether Dragon was also injured, but due to its unique body properties, it healed its wounds on its own.

“Hahaha… This is the end of the human cultivators!”

Its body was glowing with fiery red light, which turned into thin threads and sank into the wound. With the naked eye, one could see that the injured part was slowly healing.

"!!!"

Song Yunmo would not give it a chance to heal. He threw out his halberd. A red light flashed, and the halberd, carrying pure ice and fire aura, rushed straight towards the Nine Netherworld Dragon.

Seeing the fierce momentum of the war halberd, Chu Mingchuan immediately flashed in front of Minglong and formed several virtual shields to block the attack.

When the first virtual shield was shattered, countless rays of light suddenly shot out from the halberd, shocking Chu Mingchuan so much that he immediately summoned a magic weapon, the Water Ripple Mirror.

Before the brilliant light broke through the virtual shield, he activated the magic weapon in time to shoot out several ice spikes and open the barrier.

Song Yunmo dodged a few times, grabbed the halberd, twisted his wrist and threw it out, Chu Mingchuan's protective shield instantly turned into pieces.

When the sharp halberd attacked him, he gritted his teeth, stepped back a few steps, and quickly summoned a long sword to strike the halberd.

But when the long sword was about to collide violently with the halberd, dozens of lightning bolts struck Chu Mingchuan's head, and the long sword lost control and fell vertically.

Song Yunmo threw out two short swords, and the sharp cold light flashed and pierced into Chu Mingchuan's thigh and chest.

The Xumi Battle Halberd had already pierced into the Nine Netherworld Dragon's body, interrupting its healing process. The painful roar turned into waves of sound waves that repelled Song Yunmo.

Seeing the seriously injured Chu Mingchuan with a look of joy on his face, he then set his sights on the Dark Dragon. He clenched his right fist and suddenly the war halberd, emitting pure spiritual energy, kept spinning rapidly on it.

The sound of the dragon's bones being shattered echoed around, and the wailing that followed was extremely shrill. It kept twisting its body and running around everywhere, trying to shake off the halberd on its back.

But at this moment, a large amount of black mist emanated from the body of the Nether Dragon. Song Yunmo, who was unable to dodge, was hit and kept coughing. As a result, the halberd lost control and was thrown away by the Nether Dragon.

"I will never forgive you for hurting me so badly!"

Song Yunmo covered his mouth and nose, but after a moment, a fishy and salty liquid flowed out from between his fingers. He felt his vision blurry, and a figure stabbed him with a sword before he fell vertically.

A space was torn apart and Luo Chi and Jiang Yu appeared. After Gu Qingtang stepped out of the space, he saw a horrifying scene and his heart trembled suddenly.

"Song Yunmo!"

He was in a semi-comatose state when he heard a familiar voice and turned around to see the pretty figure rushing towards him. Then he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

As the tip of the sword pierced his heart, blood spurted out, and bright red liquid flowed out of his mouth.

"Goodbye... Mu Huayan..."

He muttered to himself in his heart, his tone was filled with reluctance and love, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It started to drizzle, and Mu Huayan felt her throat choking, and the tears in her eyes flowed down her pale cheeks like a flood.

She replayed the past of the two of them over and over in her mind, and she completely broke down and screamed.

I tried several times to break through the barrier in my heart. A few cold flashes flashed across my eyes, but the voice of the swallowtail butterfly's reminder rang in my mind again and again.

Luo Chi and the other two tried their best to hold back Mu Huayan who was about to rush forward. At this moment, Fengdie felt her great pain and sadness, but could not share her worries.

She broke free from her restraints and ran straight towards Song Yunmo, casting a spell to repel Chu Mingchuan.

Then, a few people flashed in front of Song Yunmo, grabbed him from falling, and brought him to the top of a mountain.

With trembling hands, she pushed the hair away from his face. Tears as big as beans fell on his bloodless face. The sword wound on his chest was so deep that the bone was visible.

After taking a look at his wounded body, she burst into tears, crying very sadly.

"Song Yunmo, don't sleep, get up quickly."

Tears kept falling from her eyes. Her pure spiritual power kept flowing around his body but she couldn't absorb it no matter what.

"Yuehua and the others are still waiting for you in the palace, wake up quickly..."

Another person died in front of her, and she couldn't accept it for a while. Her mournful cries and shrill screams were heartbreaking.