"If you have the ability, give your deity to Lao Tzu!"

Such an angry roar can be described as shocking, weeping ghosts and gods, more like a roar from hell, spreading all over the ninety places, directly covering the sound.

"You are the same!" Su Luo suddenly jumped into the air, his arms outstretched: "The people who did it just now are all for Lao Tzu to roll over and lead to death!"

Wow!

All the acupoints around Su Luo's body were opened, and suddenly, a huge and incomparably large whirlpool was formed around him, more like an endless abyss of death.

"No...... Nope!"

The powerhouses who had just appeared to snatch the Source Immortal Record flew towards Su Luo uncontrollably one after another, their faces were full of frightened looks, their pupils contracted, and they almost exploded......... And no matter how much they struggled or sacrificed their spiritual power, they couldn't stop the movement of their bodies.

They screamed, scared, struggling, but unfortunately it was useless, the more they struggled, the faster the spiritual power in their bodies was lost...... At the same time, the physical body is also declining rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, the black hair has turned pale, as if it has experienced endless years at once, experienced eternal reincarnation, and his face has aged a lot.

And this moment.

Not only the spiritual power in the body is lost, but even the spiritual treasures and even the meridians, internal organs, heart and soul have been devoured.

The reason why cultivators live a long life is because they have endless spiritual power to support them, and the higher their cultivation, the stronger their spiritual power will be, and the longer their lifespan will be........ But once the spiritual power disappears, the body that has been nourished by the spiritual power will immediately fall into withering and enter a near-death state.

And now,

These Rao spiritual powers were being devoured little by little, and the whole person had undergone earth-shaking changes, how could there be any previous majestic posture? It was no different from an old man who was about to step into a coffin.

"This ...... Could this be...... The rumored Devouring Grounds?"

Some people seemed to recognize Su Luo's exercises, and their hearts were deeply shocked.

Devouring the ground, rumored, an extremely evil exercise, the power is terrifying, shocking, and terrifying.

And according to.

This devouring ground has long since been lost.

How did Su Luo cultivate this ....... Devouring the Earth?

Ignorance!

No one is clear!

At this moment.

No one thinks about it either.

I don't know how long it has been.

The huge death vortex around Su Luo slowly disappeared, and one figure after another fell....... Su Luo didn't kill them, but at this time they were no different from death, including the four outer incarnations,

Quiet!

The land is silent!

The pungent smell of blood filled every corner of this realm, and everywhere I looked, there were paralyzed figures and bloody corpses everywhere, as if I had come to an infernal hell.

The spirits who had watched the excitement before were also paralyzed to the ground, they did not die, they were not absorbed spiritual power, and they were not unconscious....... But at this moment, how they wished they had fainted, so that they would not see the terrifying scene before.

Terrifying killing!

Boundless darkness!

The most powerful body!

Chilling means!

Everything makes their hearts flutter, everything makes their hearts beat uncontrollably, and their souls sink for it.

If they could, they would rather not be here.

They knew that from now on, the scene just now would probably be engraved in the depths of their souls forever, and they would never forget it.

The breeze blows, bringing a pungent and frightening smell of blood, which also deeply stimulates everyone's heart.

Su Luo fell from the void, and his movement also drew everyone's trembling and frightened eyes.

Then, it fell on Nan Xinghuang's body, and his eyes showed complex colors,

Before that, Nan Xinghuang was still the Holy Son of the Holy Land, enjoying the supreme glory and admiration that belonged to him........ But now, he was as embarrassed as a beggar, and if he didn't know his identity, maybe no one would associate him with the rumored arrogant Son of the Temple.

"You..... You can't kill me....." Nan Xinghuang was not dead, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his cultivation was exhausted, he looked extremely embarrassed, and his eyes were full of trembling and fear that he couldn't put into words....... And that fear had completely spread out in his body, and his internal organs, meridians, and heart were all trembling uncontrollably under this cold fear.

He was scared, completely scared.

Especially when he witnessed the scene just now that could have made his soul fly away and his liver and gallbladder were shattered, he was even more afraid to the core.

But he didn't want to die!

Su Luo didn't say anything, just looked at him like this, the sea of blood in his eyes had disappeared, and in exchange for silence to the deep darkness like an abyss, and all the sounds around him seemed to have disappeared.

There was a dead silence.

Nan Xinghuang's ears could no longer hear any sound.

No!

Audible.

Knock!

It was the sound of his heart beating, very violently and clearly, and Nan Xinghuang could even clearly feel that his heart was beating violently......... His pupils were dilating little by little, and a pair of dark eyes were like a deep black hole, slowly devouring him, and the whole person fell into the eternal silence of the dark purgatory

Nan Xinghuang's face became more and more pale, and the brilliance in his eyes was gradually replaced by gray, and in the end, it turned into a colorless gray, and the breath on his body suddenly disappeared without a trace........ His face was not just pale, it was completely distorted.

But....... Even if it was distorted and white, he could still see the cold fear on his face that was enough to penetrate his soul and make his internal organs and even his heart tremble.

Bang!

Nan Xinghuang's body stiffened, and then he fell straight backwards, bringing up a roar of the earth and blood-stained dust.

He's dead?

Yes!

Dead, and still being ...... Scared to death alive.

The Holy Son of the Temple, the future Holy Emperor, was actually scared to death?

If this goes out, who would dare to believe it?

Even if you see it with your own eyes, it's unbelievable, and there is a sense of unreality, as if you were in a dream.

At the same time, I can't help but sigh a little, Nan Xinghuang may be the only Holy Son in the history of the temple who was scared to death, right?

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kilometers away.

On a mountain peak, Nanxing Bai Ning stood quietly, and as early as the moment Su Luo made a move, she evacuated to an area thousands of kilometers away.

Seeing Nan Xinghuang fall to the ground, she suddenly sighed, although she had expected this ending for a long time, but when it really happened, she was still a little sentimental in her heart.

After all.

In what, Nan Xinghuang is also her "younger brother." ”

Nanxing Bai Ning's gaze moved away from Nanxing Huang's body and shifted to Su Luo, his eyes moving. stared at it for a long time before he muttered, "Su Luo, who are you?"

The voice just fell.

The space behind her suddenly distorted, and immediately after, a woman appeared behind Nanxing Bai Ning.

It's just that this woman's body is really huge, enough to be three meters tall, standing behind Nanxing Bai Ning, like a giant.

"Sister!" Although she is called sister, there seems to be no respect between her words, but it is very plain.

"What?"

Nanxing Bai Ning didn't turn around, his eyes were still firmly fixed on Su Luo.

"Ancestor asked Sister to return to the temple immediately!"

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