Chapter 569 Devouring

The huge blue bull shook the earth, and the four hooves moved with an unstoppable impact.

Even though it was a white bone city gate, it still looked extremely fragile in front of the Great Sage Pingtian.

The aliens in the Wansi Fortress continued to pour out, as if they were endless.

In this huge pass, there were more than a million aliens stationed?

And they were all above the martial king level. Even if there were more than ten martial saints, it would be difficult to wipe them all out.

The most important thing is that behind this pass, it is still unknown how many aliens can be replenished.

Thousands of years ago, Jietian Peak had a large-scale encirclement and suppression plan against the aliens, slaughtering all three million aliens in the entire Wansi Fortress.

It also suffered heavy losses, and several martial saints died.

But within two days, the Wansi Fortress of Jietian Peak was once again filled with aliens, and the number was only more than before.

It also launched a counterattack against Jietian Peak.

And because of the death of several saints, Jietian Peak’s defense was even weaker, and it was extremely difficult to resist.

If it weren't for the other major holy places rushing to help at night, Jietian Peak would have fallen that year.

Therefore, the major holy places would never launch a devastating attack on Wansibao before they were absolutely sure.

Even if they had enough power, they would not dare.

Because no one had ever passed through Wansibao and saw what the scene in the depths of the alien world was like.

Just when Pingtian Dasheng's sharp horns were about to hit the white bone wall, a little green light suddenly appeared on the white bone wall.

Some mournful howls emanated from the green light, which made people shudder.

Those green lights glued together to form a huge ghost face, which actually blocked Pingtian Dasheng's charge.

It's not that Pingtian Dasheng didn't have the ability to break through this ghost face, but that this ghost face was composed of countless green light spots.

And those green light spots were the wronged souls who had died at the hands of aliens.

Even if Pingtian Dasheng hated it in his heart, he couldn't bear to take action against these compatriots who suffered so much and could not be reborn after death.

Mo Fan gradually approached and saw twisted human faces flashing above the green dot, and there were also many wolves, tigers, leopards and other monsters in pain.

These were their miserable appearances before death.

"It would be great if there was a Buddhist martial saint here! If these wronged souls could be saved, the defense of this Ten Thousand Death Castle would be greatly weakened." Pingtian Great Sage retracted his horns, took two steps back, and stared at the green ghost face made up of wronged souls.

The alien race had no humanity and was extremely insidious. After learning that the Tianhan Continent respected the ancestors who sacrificed heroically, they prepared this trick.

So that every counterattack by the Tianhan Continent would be under great moral pressure.

"Is there any wind!" Pingtian Great Sage shouted in a low voice!

I saw a great sage whose prototype was a giant bear standing out from the crowd.

His name was the Moving Mountain Great Sage, and he was extremely powerful. When he stood up, he was dozens of feet tall, even more sturdy than the Pingtian Great Sage.

The Moving Mountain Great Sage pounded his chest hard and took a deep breath.

One breath was like a blue dragon sucking water, sucking the air within a radius of several miles into a vacuum.

Countless air rushed into the chest of the Moving Mountain Great Sage, making the already huge upper body swell even more!

Then the Moving Mountain Great Sage first let out a thunderous roar, shaking the ghost face that was glued together loose.

Then he spit out the air in his chest violently, like a strong wind sweeping, blowing the entire ghost face away for more than ten miles, and a large number of green light spots were blown away and flew all over the sky.

Seeing this, the Flat Heaven Great Sage also launched a charge again, and the huge bull horns pierced into the thick white bone wall, and fiercely picked up a section of the wall that was a thousand meters long, and the scene in the Ten Thousand Deaths Castle was in full view.

There were no houses or streets in the Ten Thousand Deaths Castle, but only densely packed pits, dark and bottomless.

These were where the aliens lived, and countless alien ghosts emerged from the ground, rushing out with incomprehensible ghost howls!

Their language was very strange, and almost no one could understand it.

It seemed that the communication between them was through the touch of spiritual power, rather than actual sound.

In the deepest part of the Wansi Fortress, there was a deep pit with a radius of more than a thousand meters. There were no ghosts pouring out of the deep pit, and it seemed extremely quiet.

Mo Fan followed the Great Sage Ping Tian and rushed into the Wansi Fortress.

They were surrounded by tens of thousands of ghosts, and the dense ghost howlings of wandering souls were all around them.

Mo Fan swung his big stick and swept through the army, breaking up hundreds of wandering souls.

But these wandering souls immediately reunited the next moment.

The number was slightly reduced, but it became more powerful!

Although Mo Fan only used the golden hoop to sweep across, its power was not something that the King of Martial Arts could withstand, even the alien race with strong physical immunity could hardly withstand it.

But the energy of the wandering souls that was dispersed never dissipated, but merged and devoured each other, becoming a more powerful existence.

"This will only make them stronger! We must destroy their energy source, otherwise they will take this opportunity to devour and regenerate into a more powerful existence. If there are enough of them, they can evolve into a martial saint-level existence!" Ping Tian Dasheng reminded them urgently.

Then he shook his huge body, and countless hairs burst out from him, piercing into the body of each wandering soul accurately.

Under his control, each hair exploded, and those wandering souls did not even have time to make any wailing in the explosion, and they disappeared without a trace.

Mo Fan knew that the power of each explosion could easily flatten a small mountain.

And only such an extreme explosion from the inside could completely destroy these evil things.

"Also, remember, there is no spiritual energy in the alien space, so we have no replenishment and recovery. We can't stay here for long. If the battle consumes too much true energy, we will stay here forever." Pingtian Dasheng reminded again, and then rushed towards the largest pit in the depths.

Mo Fan was slightly stunned when he heard this. There is no spiritual energy in the alien space, and it cannot be restored?

But he practiced the creation-level skills, and recovery does not only rely on spiritual energy, but all the origins of the world can be used for his own use.

There is a special energy in this world, which is extremely murderous and contains a hint of blood.

Pingtian Dasheng and others cannot absorb this energy, but Mo Fan has no such worries.

Under the operation of the creation-level skills, this extremely evil energy will also be transformed into the purest energy for him to absorb.

It can be said that among the more than ten great saints present, Mo Fan's sustained combat power is the strongest.

However, Mo Fan also had doubts in his heart. If so, the alien race does not rely on spiritual energy to recover, then what do they rely on?

Or, after they invaded Tianhan Continent, how can they continue to maintain their combat power?

As if seeing Mo Fan's doubts, Pingtian Great Saint said coldly: "Swallowing, the alien race cannot digest spiritual energy, but can swallow everything and transform it into the purest energy to supply itself."

"Especially the warriors and monsters of our Tianhan Continent, they are their most delicious blood food!"

As he was speaking, the most clumsy Banshan Great Saint let out a painful roar.

A group of martial emperor-level wandering souls caught him by surprise, and black mist wrapped his arms as thick as mountains.

His body, which was so strong in defense that even Pingtian Great Saint had to work hard to break through, actually melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the breath of that group of wandering souls grew wildly.