Chapter 157 Death of Modi
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Hui Shuo Hua De Mo Wang
The ghost screamed. There were still more than ten Titled Douluo left by the opponent. It was impossible to ban them for too long. The most important thing now was to let others attack these guys.
All the titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace also released their ninth soul skills at this moment, launching a fierce attack on the restrained evil soul master.
There was a loud bang, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky. Modi fell back hundreds of meters like a cannonball, and blood continued to spurt out.
The same was true for other Titled Douluo. Except for Titled Douluo above level 95, all the rest were annihilated by this energy. At this moment, the evil soul masters suffered heavy losses, with less than five strong men left.
Modi vomited blood and stood up from the ground with difficulty, "Ghost Moon Pass! You two guys! I will kill you one day!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Modi suddenly waved his right hand, and a burst of energy instantly penetrated the protective aura in front of Su Yi and transferred directly into his body.
Su Yi took two steps back under this energy and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Boy, this is my eighth soul skill. After you are hit by my eighth soul skill, there will be no cure within three years. Just wait to die!"
"withdraw!"
Seeing that the entire army was about to be annihilated, Modi hurriedly led the remaining titled Douluo and ran out of the Spirit Hall without raising their heads.
Bibi Dong just wanted to give the order to hunt down, but after seeing our strong men, he gave up the order.
In this battle, three Titled Douluo, two Platinum Bishops, and countless others below Soul Saint were lost.
Although it was a great victory, no one cheered for joy. They looked at the wreckage all over the ground and felt painful in their hearts.
These are all their brothers. What exciting thoughts are there to die in front of them?
Bibi Dong hurried over and said, "Yi'er, are you okay?"
Su Yi waved his hand, but now he didn't feel anything, only an extremely strong energy was constantly destroying his soul power, which made Su Yi's face look heavy.
Why do we fall into Modi’s hands every time?
Qianjun Douluo came over and grabbed Su Yi's arm. When he felt the energy in Su Yi's body, he frowned, "How is that possible? It seems that what Modi said is indeed right. The Holy Son was indeed affected by his After acquiring the eighth soul skill, if he can't find a suitable solution, I'm afraid his life will not come to an end after all."
Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently, "Kill! Chase me! Whoever can kill Modi will be rewarded with 10-year soul bones!"
At this moment, Bibi Dong was completely angry. She was wounded by a sword before, but now she was attacked by this thing, causing her to be hit by the eighth soul skill. She could no longer restrain her anger and issued an order to hunt down Modi at all costs.
"Yier, don't worry, the teacher is here. No matter what happens, the teacher will be with you."
Bibi Dong comforted: "Teacher will find the best soul master in Douluo Continent for you to help you heal. You don't have to worry about the loss in Wuhun Palace. All this is their destiny!"
Su Yi looked heavy and sighed deeply. This is war. It will take at least a few years for Wuhun Palace to recover. However, the evil soul master has no idea what kind of skills he can cultivate so many titled Douluo. He must recover. Much faster than Wuhun Palace.
But what he didn't expect was that the evil soul master was so insidious and cunning, and he didn't know how to solve it in three years.
"System, do you have any idea?"
【none! 】
[Modi’s eighth soul skill did not cause any harm to you. The three years he mentioned in his mouth can only be found after the energy in your body explodes after three years. 】
As soon as these words came out, Su Yi clenched his fists and said, "Modi, I will never be a human until I kill you in this life!"
………………
three days later.
A place a hundred miles away from Wuhun City.
Modi was recovering from seclusion. When he felt a very strong force appearing here, he opened his eyes suddenly and hurriedly knelt on the ground, shaking violently.
"Sir, why are you here?"
The man in black said forcefully: "Is the matter resolved?"
"Reporting to your lord, Su Yi has been possessed by his subordinate's eighth soul skill. In three years, his heart will be eaten by thousands of ants, and will eventually be poisoned. He will definitely die. There is no cure!"
The man in black turned his head and said calmly: "The eighth soul skill? Your majestic first-level Titled Douluo actually made a sneak attack. What kind of Titled Douluo are you?"
Modi bowed his head deeply and said, "I know my mistake."
"Tell me, how much did you lose this time?"
At this point, Modi's whole body was shaking violently, and his eyes were full of fear. "Report... to your lord, there are only... five of us left."
"what!"
The man in black grabbed Modi's neck.
Modi couldn't use any force at all, and his whole body was lifted up like a chicken. It can be seen how terrifying the strength of this man in black is.
"Ten titled Douluo! Do you know how long it takes to train these ten people, you loser!"
The man in black slapped Modi to the ground and stared coldly at Modi who was kneeling on the ground. "From today on, you come back to me. Also, what is the detoxification method of your eighth soul skill?"
Modi did not hide anything and quickly replied: "Reporting to your lord, he will not feel anything within three years, but he will definitely die in three years. The way to detoxify is to kill his subordinates, otherwise, he will not be able to survive."
Hearing these words, the man in black raised his mouth slightly, and a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Haha, interesting, interesting, your martial spirit is quite special."
Modi chuckled and said, "The adults are joking, it's all because of the adults' good teachings."
While Modi was still flattering, a circle of purple-black light floated around his body. Seeing these lights, Modi's face changed drastically and he hurriedly said: "Sir, what do you want to do?"
"I just said something wrong. You don't have to come back. From today on, you can stay here."
Modi's face was full of fear and he yelled, "Sir, you can't kill me. I am your most loyal subordinate. Why?"
"You, don't deserve to know."
Almost in the blink of an eye, all the energy in Modi's body was absorbed, and he fell to the ground like a mummy. You could tell without even looking that he was dead.
The several titled Douluo who were with him hurriedly lowered their heads, their whole bodies shaking violently. They never dreamed that the adults who were fine just now would kill Modi in the next second.
"Modi's mistake caused the evil soul master to suffer heavy losses, so I killed him. You don't have any ideas."
"My subordinates dare not."
The man in black stood with his hands behind his back and walked out of the cave step by step. Looking at the great rivers and mountains outside, the corners of his mouth split unconsciously, "Su Yi, hahaha, ahhahaha!!"
All the titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace also released their ninth soul skills at this moment, launching a fierce attack on the restrained evil soul master.
There was a loud bang, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky. Modi fell back hundreds of meters like a cannonball, and blood continued to spurt out.
The same was true for other Titled Douluo. Except for Titled Douluo above level 95, all the rest were annihilated by this energy. At this moment, the evil soul masters suffered heavy losses, with less than five strong men left.
Modi vomited blood and stood up from the ground with difficulty, "Ghost Moon Pass! You two guys! I will kill you one day!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Modi suddenly waved his right hand, and a burst of energy instantly penetrated the protective aura in front of Su Yi and transferred directly into his body.
Su Yi took two steps back under this energy and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Boy, this is my eighth soul skill. After you are hit by my eighth soul skill, there will be no cure within three years. Just wait to die!"
"withdraw!"
Seeing that the entire army was about to be annihilated, Modi hurriedly led the remaining titled Douluo and ran out of the Spirit Hall without raising their heads.
Bibi Dong just wanted to give the order to hunt down, but after seeing our strong men, he gave up the order.
In this battle, three Titled Douluo, two Platinum Bishops, and countless others below Soul Saint were lost.
Although it was a great victory, no one cheered for joy. They looked at the wreckage all over the ground and felt painful in their hearts.
These are all their brothers. What exciting thoughts are there to die in front of them?
Bibi Dong hurried over and said, "Yi'er, are you okay?"
Su Yi waved his hand, but now he didn't feel anything, only an extremely strong energy was constantly destroying his soul power, which made Su Yi's face look heavy.
Why do we fall into Modi’s hands every time?
Qianjun Douluo came over and grabbed Su Yi's arm. When he felt the energy in Su Yi's body, he frowned, "How is that possible? It seems that what Modi said is indeed right. The Holy Son was indeed affected by his After acquiring the eighth soul skill, if he can't find a suitable solution, I'm afraid his life will not come to an end after all."
Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently, "Kill! Chase me! Whoever can kill Modi will be rewarded with 10-year soul bones!"
At this moment, Bibi Dong was completely angry. She was wounded by a sword before, but now she was attacked by this thing, causing her to be hit by the eighth soul skill. She could no longer restrain her anger and issued an order to hunt down Modi at all costs.
"Yier, don't worry, the teacher is here. No matter what happens, the teacher will be with you."
Bibi Dong comforted: "Teacher will find the best soul master in Douluo Continent for you to help you heal. You don't have to worry about the loss in Wuhun Palace. All this is their destiny!"
Su Yi looked heavy and sighed deeply. This is war. It will take at least a few years for Wuhun Palace to recover. However, the evil soul master has no idea what kind of skills he can cultivate so many titled Douluo. He must recover. Much faster than Wuhun Palace.
But what he didn't expect was that the evil soul master was so insidious and cunning, and he didn't know how to solve it in three years.
"System, do you have any idea?"
【none! 】
[Modi’s eighth soul skill did not cause any harm to you. The three years he mentioned in his mouth can only be found after the energy in your body explodes after three years. 】
As soon as these words came out, Su Yi clenched his fists and said, "Modi, I will never be a human until I kill you in this life!"
………………
three days later.
A place a hundred miles away from Wuhun City.
Modi was recovering from seclusion. When he felt a very strong force appearing here, he opened his eyes suddenly and hurriedly knelt on the ground, shaking violently.
"Sir, why are you here?"
The man in black said forcefully: "Is the matter resolved?"
"Reporting to your lord, Su Yi has been possessed by his subordinate's eighth soul skill. In three years, his heart will be eaten by thousands of ants, and will eventually be poisoned. He will definitely die. There is no cure!"
The man in black turned his head and said calmly: "The eighth soul skill? Your majestic first-level Titled Douluo actually made a sneak attack. What kind of Titled Douluo are you?"
Modi bowed his head deeply and said, "I know my mistake."
"Tell me, how much did you lose this time?"
At this point, Modi's whole body was shaking violently, and his eyes were full of fear. "Report... to your lord, there are only... five of us left."
"what!"
The man in black grabbed Modi's neck.
Modi couldn't use any force at all, and his whole body was lifted up like a chicken. It can be seen how terrifying the strength of this man in black is.
"Ten titled Douluo! Do you know how long it takes to train these ten people, you loser!"
The man in black slapped Modi to the ground and stared coldly at Modi who was kneeling on the ground. "From today on, you come back to me. Also, what is the detoxification method of your eighth soul skill?"
Modi did not hide anything and quickly replied: "Reporting to your lord, he will not feel anything within three years, but he will definitely die in three years. The way to detoxify is to kill his subordinates, otherwise, he will not be able to survive."
Hearing these words, the man in black raised his mouth slightly, and a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Haha, interesting, interesting, your martial spirit is quite special."
Modi chuckled and said, "The adults are joking, it's all because of the adults' good teachings."
While Modi was still flattering, a circle of purple-black light floated around his body. Seeing these lights, Modi's face changed drastically and he hurriedly said: "Sir, what do you want to do?"
"I just said something wrong. You don't have to come back. From today on, you can stay here."
Modi's face was full of fear and he yelled, "Sir, you can't kill me. I am your most loyal subordinate. Why?"
"You, don't deserve to know."
Almost in the blink of an eye, all the energy in Modi's body was absorbed, and he fell to the ground like a mummy. You could tell without even looking that he was dead.
The several titled Douluo who were with him hurriedly lowered their heads, their whole bodies shaking violently. They never dreamed that the adults who were fine just now would kill Modi in the next second.
"Modi's mistake caused the evil soul master to suffer heavy losses, so I killed him. You don't have any ideas."
"My subordinates dare not."
The man in black stood with his hands behind his back and walked out of the cave step by step. Looking at the great rivers and mountains outside, the corners of his mouth split unconsciously, "Su Yi, hahaha, ahhahaha!!"
