"Thinking about what kind of existence the old man was back then, even if the head of the Holy Fire Sect had to retreat from me, and if you kid didn't hand over the Heavenly Tree, the old man could only kill you. ”

The old man showed a sneer, waiting for Chen Mo to refuse this moment.

Chen Mo just saved his life, and he couldn't make a move on Chen Mo because of his feelings and reason, but Chen Mo's refusal to view the sky tree was different, for him, kindness was not as good as resources.

The old man looked at Chen Mo, his body took an arrow step, and his body burst out with Xuanguang, as if the whole person was a god-like existence, with infinite power of mysteries.

"Amaterasu, fate is on the door. ”

With a roar, between heaven and earth, a certain terrible taboo was broken, and a blood-colored waning moon appeared on the back of the old man's head, and the crimson light was in the dim world, increasing the atmosphere of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, faintly making people feel shocked.

"What a terrible bloody waning moon, what kind of attack is this?" Zhou Bodong and Mu Fengyang arrived at this time, and when they saw the old man's attack for the first time, they opened their mouths wide.

"What terrible existence is the boss provoking him, why do I feel that this old man is not from this world. “

Zhou Bodong came back to his senses and looked at the old man with a suspicious expression, yes, as a disciple of the Red Flame Tribe, he couldn't see through the identity of the old man, and even felt terrible.

"Break it for me. ”

For the old man's blood-colored waning moon, Chen Mo's expression was still calm, even if the other party was one of the three great strange trees, if he dared to offend him, he would not hesitate to destroy him.

Moreover, Chen Mo saved the Guantian Tree, no matter how strong the other party is, there must be a degree.

With a finger, the Silent Divine Power was unfathomable, dazzling, and almost shot towards the Heavenly Viewing Tree, and in the blink of an eye, it fell on the Heavenly Viewing Tree's chest, and the powerful divine power was wanton in his body, destroying his vitality.

"Ah......h

The Heavenly Tree wailed in pain, and his body was hit by the Silent Divine Power, like a laser piercing through his body, and he suffered heart-rending pain all the time.

"Give me an annihilation. The Heavenly Tree endured the pain and roared angrily, and the blood-colored waning moon on the back of his head began to spin non-stop, emitting a blood light of three hundred and sixty degrees, enveloping his entire person.

Suddenly, his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his life force was increasing, and when he looked closely, he found that the blood-colored waning moon of the Heavenly Tree was peeling away the law of fate.

"The old man is an immortal, eternal existence, you hurt me, this feud has been settled. ”

Raising his angry eyes and looking at Zhao Hao, as if he was about to devour people, containing endless blood light.

In this scene, Zhou Bodong, who originally saw Chen Mo win against the old man, instantly raised the big stone in their hearts, and they could see that the old man was not ordinary, and seemed to be the master of fate.

What is particularly terrifying is that the old man's blood-colored waning moon used his recovery ability, but the effect was very useful, and he could even make the old man's injuries recover in the blink of an eye.

"Let the horse come, I don't teach you how to be a man today, I'm sorry for myself. Zhao Hao still said lightly, his eyes were bright, and he looked at the old man fearlessly.

"Amaterasu, the gate of fate. “

The old man waved his hand, and the blood-colored waning moon on his back rotated, showing a gate from fate, which slowly opened above the sky, and in an instant, the blood light surged in the gate, as if summoning some kind of terrible species, and there was a strange sound of ghosts crying wolves.

All of a sudden, everyone felt restless, and the power summoned by the old man seemed to be a god blocking and killing gods, and a Buddha blocking **, which made people feel terrible from afar.

"Boy, I'm the gate of fate. ”

The old man looked at Zhao Hao and said lightly: "If you don't support the Heavenly Tree for me, then I will make you pay the price of your life, my move is called the Gate of Fate, through the power of the law of fate, you can summon a certain big man in this world, as for who it is, let's wait and see." ”

Airplanes!

Click!

At this moment, the space was filled with a peerless figure, he was wearing crimson armor, holding an ancient sword, his body was tall and mighty, and the moment he appeared, the momentum of the entire heaven and earth swept towards him, making him even more frightened.

"Haha, boy, you're in trouble. ”

Seeing the unparalleled figure, the old man laughed and said: "He is the god of war in this world, named Blood Cangtian, hundreds of years ago, he was an out-and-out big man, you met him, it is really your blessing, I hope you can survive, don't die in his hands." ”

The old man said in a strange way, and the blood-colored body filled the space step by step, and the blood-colored waning moon collapsed, turning into a stream of energy converging on the blood-colored figure, presenting a new blood-red battle armor.

"Chen Mo, it's not easy to deal with, I'll try his combat power. Yan Chengcheng saw the blood-colored body, the fighting spirit was high, the phoenix holy flame was immortal and unextinguishable, and he killed the blood-colored figure with noble and sacred energy.

Zhou Bodong and Mu Fengyang both wanted to make a move, but seeing that Yan Chengcheng took the lead, they could only take a few steps back, stand aside and look at Yan Chengcheng's phoenix holy flame, and then look at the blood-colored body.

At this moment, the blood-colored body stood in place, and the figure of who else seemed invincible, and the huge pupils of no friend slowly opened, reflecting the phoenix flame of Yan Allure City.

The blood-colored figure slowly opened his right hand, and the ancient sword bloomed with bloody light, and in an instant, it stabbed out a reincarnation, turning into an incomparably powerful shockwave, directly hitting the phoenix flames.

Rumble!

The ancient sword was invincible, the killing power was terrifying, it broke the holy fire in one fell swoop, and even slammed into the hearts of the people with a powerful impact, Yan Qingcheng had no time to defend, and his body fell to the ground fiercely.

At this moment, her face was extremely pale, looking at the blood-colored figure, Yan Qingcheng's body finally took a few steps backwards and fell to the ground, and the whole person was angry.

However, Yan Qingcheng looked at Chen Mo with an apologetic look.

At this moment, the blood-colored figure raised the long sword in his hand again, as if it was about to cut through the eons, twitching Zhou Tian's momentum, and the unparalleled power poured out.

"Boy, hand over the Heavenly Tree, and if you save my life, I can blame you for the past. “

The old man smiled lewdly and said proudly: "If you don't hand it over, the old man can only kill you, I hope you are thinking about it, life is in the world, impulse is not the solution." ”

Listening to the old man's words, Chen Mo shook his head and refused without the slightest hesitation, looking at the unstoppable blood-colored figure, and was about to step out and fight with the blood-colored figure.

But a figure was faster than Chen Mo.

He is Mu Fengyang, he is holding a stone sword, injecting spiritual power, the sword body instantly appears white cold light, the sword blade kills in front of the blood-colored figure in the next second, and collides with the sword in his hand, instantly dividing two sword lights, and Mu Fengyang's body immediately fell to the ground.

However, Mu Fengyang did not have any loss, he knew that the blood-colored figure was a terrifying existence in the cultivation realm, and if he could fight him, at least he would recognize that he still had a long way to go.

And the old man also realized this problem, Mu Fengyang was specially tested for the strength of the blood-colored figure, no matter if he failed, it would be of great benefit to Mu Fengyang, which was too cheap for him.

However, when he thought of the horror of the blood-colored figure, the old man looked at Chen Mo as if he were looking at a dead person, and indifference flashed in his eyes, and at this time, the blood-colored figure had already killed Chen Mo.

The situation is precarious.