The Blood Clan indeed has better cultivation conditions than ordinary humans, and the power of their bloodline cannot be ignored. Morgan transformed into his True Body, and his strength was not weaker than Yuri's, even faintly surpassing him. Of course, that was the previous Yuri, who is now still cultivating in the Ancient Battlefield Ruins. It's unknown how much his strength has improved.
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After the crimson light retreated a hundred meters, Lin Li floated in the air. Morgan's eyes were blood red, filled with endless flames of anger, seemingly about to burst forth. He stared fiercely at Lin Mo.
Count Johnny merely ascended slowly into the sky, quietly standing aside, watching the scene before him. "Such formidable strength, it's a pity you cannot join my Blood Clan, so you'll have to be killed."
After saying this, Count Johnny's eyes revealed an ultimate murderous intent.
"I want to kill you!"
Morgan's deep roar echoed through the wilderness, instantly transforming into a blood beam, once again pouncing toward Lin Mo. Simultaneously, a sharp and bizarre sound exploded, causing numerous birds in the wild to instantly burst into Blood Fog.
Sonic Attack!
Lin Mo's eyes brightened, vaguely seeing an invisible soundwave emitting from Morgan's body, spreading outward in ring-like waves, resembling layers upon layers of surging tides.
Sonic Attack primarily targets the spirit and soul. Bats are naturally born with the talent of sonic attacks, and Morgan naturally possessed it as well, wielding even greater power when unleashed.
However, Morgan did not intend to rely solely on sonic attacks to eliminate Lin Mo. As long as the sonic attack could cause Lin Mo to lose focus momentarily, he could strike Lin Mo with one hit.
Just as expected.
The sonic attack was effective.
Lin Mo surprisingly froze on the spot, without any evasion.
"Die!"
Morgan's face revealed a fierce expression; his palms drew a slanting cross of blood-red light in the Void, carrying an unstoppable aura. Even if it were the toughest tank on Earth, Morgan had absolute confidence in breaking it open directly!
The slanting cross of blood-red light, like a Sword Light, slashed toward Lin Mo. Yet, in the next moment, Morgan's face showed astonishment.
The blood-red light he released actually... actually penetrated through Lin Mo's body, while Lin Mo stood there quietly with a smile.
"How... how is this possible?"
Morgan's eyes widened, suddenly feeling a chill all over. Lin Mo's figure before him became blurred. He abruptly turned around, only to see another Lin Mo behind him, smiling at him.
"Is it the residual shadow left in place due to extreme speed?"
Morgan's breath hitched. At this moment, Lin Mo's palm opened in the Void and grasped a Light Sword with a faint golden glow, sweeping horizontally with a golden arc of light, decapitating a head.
Morgan watched as his body still floated in the air, but his head plummeted rapidly downward.
"Fire, come."
A ball of flames burst forth from Lin Mo's hand, incinerating Morgan's body along with the hordes of bats to ashes.
"No, I don't want to die..."
"I..."
Only a trembling voice echoed from Morgan's head, filled with pain. Lin Mo frowned; these Blood Clan truly had resilient vitality, even now Morgan hadn't completely died.
"Whoosh!"
A golden-red light instantly pierced Morgan's head, leaving a bloody hole in the center of his forehead. The Sword Qi shredded the internal structure into fragments, and Morgan was completely dead.
"Hmm? You're indeed strong, but today you must die here!"
Count Johnny finally moved, his body shrouded in a black fog mixed with blood energy, resembling a cocoon wrapping around him, emitting a bizarre aura. Lin Mo turned back to look at him, discovering that his aura continuously escalated.
"Hehe!"
An eerie and strange sound resonated through the cold wind in the desolate abandoned villa area, becoming increasingly sinister and terrifying.
Count Johnny, already enveloped in dense black bats, was shrouded in Black Fog, his body continuously twisting, producing strange sounds of joy and pain.
Lin Mo reached to the back of his neck, gently grasping, and a dazzling blue light flashed. A broad Huge Sword appeared in his hand, its sharp edge flickering with silver Thunder like agile snakes.
Yet Lin Mo didn't hastily act but instead watched Count Johnny's transformation intently.
Flap flap!
A group of black bats surrounded Count Johnny's body, producing various strange noises, terrifying to hear.
At this point, Count Johnny had completely changed appearance, akin to having transformed into a different person entirely. His stature became tall and sturdy, resembling a vigorous young man, his body bulging with muscles, each resembling hardened steel, but covered in
black soft fur, like something non-human.
Standing at two meters and five, with a slightly pointed brain and two slender black ears, his dark eyes emitted chilling blood-red light. Beneath his eyes was a protrusion resembling a pig's snout, completely unlike a human's visage—eerie and horrifying!
"Mr. Lin, you are fortunate to see my true form, it is your privilege. The last time someone saw my true form was three hundred years ago, and that person died horribly!" Count Johnny's voice was sharp and piercing, reverberating in the cold breath of the night.
"Is that so? You're privileged to die under my newly forged Spiritual Energy First-grade Xuanyuan Sword, also your good fortune!"
Lin Mo's eyes shot out two beams of golden light, filled with intense battle spirit. The opponent's strength was one of the strongest auras Lin Mo had encountered on Earth, aside from Fang Tangjing and Qingxuan Sect Master. Yet now Lin Mo has stepped into the second minor Realm within the Innate Realm and possesses the Spiritual Artifact Xuanyuan Sword, his strength greatly increased. Unfortunately, he hadn't faced anyone worthy of a full-throttle battle; now, encountering Count Johnny
provides a perfect opportunity to test the Xuanyuan Sword's might in actual combat!
Blood Kill! Count Johnny's chilling eyes shot out two beams of blood light. The black bats encircling him suddenly swarmed madly toward Lin Mo, exploding midway into Blood Fog that enveloped the air with a nauseating stench, spreading throughout the space.
"Hmm?" Lin Mo immediately enveloped his body with a layer of True Essence Gang Qi, while the Blood Fog already surrounded him, seemingly corroding the True Essence Qi Shield constantly, requiring continuous replenishment to prevent the Qi Shield from shattering. Otherwise, the vile blood clinging to one's body would inevitably harm
and potentially pollute the soul.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Four blood beams slashed across, as if tearing through Space, instantly arriving in front of Lin Mo.
"So fast!"
Lin Mo's eyes widened.
The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand sliced an arc of brilliant blue light, sweeping across before him, clang clang clang clang!
The four blood beams collided with the Xuanyuan Sword, creating metallic clash sounds. A ball of Blood Fog immediately retreated a hundred meters, once again transforming into Count Johnny.