In the pouring rain, suddenly the water splashed blood red everywhere, forming petals, blooming like plum blossoms.

Mo Tear, who was slowly advancing, felt the powerful momentum behind him, and immediately turned his head and looked at it blankly.

The three hall elders struck Fang Xiaomei with all their strength, and Fang Xiaomei's rose-like fiery body did not move at all,

Suddenly, with Fang Xiaomei's cool roar, the huge momentum of her body exploded, and the elders of the three halls were directly blasted out almost at the same time, falling heavily into the rain, spitting blood from her mouth and making it difficult to get up.

Fang Xiaomei's body was unbalanced, twisted, and when she turned around, Yu Mo's tearful eyes met, revealing a shallow smile.

Mo Tear couldn't believe that her mother had such a ability, and she defeated the elders of the three halls overnight, and gradually smiled, and after an instant, all of them turned into endless horror.

Fang Xiaomei smiled and fell into the rain, a mouthful of blood spilling out.

Almost at the same time, Ink Tears lost his mind, and went crazy through the crowd escorting him, drawing a line of fire and rushing out, catching his mother who fell to the ground.

Mo Tear knelt on the ground and hugged his mother, tears flowed down vigorously, and he roared loudly: "Come on, save her~"

The others rushed up again, and when they saw this scene, they all knelt on the ground, and sorrow flowed from their firm faces.

Seeing the blood gushing out of her mother's mouth, Mo Tear was overwhelmed with endless horror, repeating the sentence again, "Save her, save her." ”

Zhou Anyue had already acted, her hand trembling, and she shook her head with a sigh.

Fang Xiaomei smiled calmly, a trembling hand probed Mo Tear's cheek, just touched it and fell, in the arms of Mo Tear, completed the last breath, and closed her eyes weakly.

The strange plum blossoms formed in the rain withered instantly, and a large area of blood plums on the hillside was also withered by the heavy rain, and the woman like plum blossoms died out.

Mo Tear was terrified, her pupils constricted, and she looked at her mother quietly, stunned.

"Mother, mother, mother. Look at me again, I'm in tears...... Mother, look at me again...... Open your eyes!" Ink Tears' voice became more and more desperate, and the only thing he could do now was to call desperately, to cry out like a heartbreak.

Mother, wake up, wake up, wake up, tears take you home, wake up, don't sleep, okay? Don't tears and joke, wake up! I won't mess around anymore, will I listen to you? Wake up! Wake up~

The sound of the fight here was too loud, attracting hundreds of onlookers, and they all now knew that the roaring young man who was tearing his heart at the moment was the son of the world.

But they were very puzzled, shouldn't the son of the world be a demon who kills like a murderer, and why can he still weep bitterly for a person?

Therefore they stood far away and watched this sad scene quietly.

The old immortals have traveled thousands of miles down the mountain to eliminate demons, and they will definitely not be mistaken...... Now that the overall situation has been decided, it is none of their business, and one by one they stand in the distance and quietly watch a teenager roaring like a heartbreak.

They didn't dare to approach, because the thunder and lightning over there really frightened them, and the invisible and powerful aura over there made them choose to stop here.

"Mother, mother~" Ink tears called out over and over again, and her voice was particularly bleak and desperate.

Gradually, Mo Tear stopped crying, stopped wailing, stopped screaming, and used the last of her strength to gently hold her mother into her arms.

In his mind, the world turned gray, and it rained endlessly in the gray world.

Heaven one second, hell the next.

This world ...... And no longer have any goodness.

He lay quietly in his mother's arms, crawling in the rain, curling up, wanting to feel the last of his mother's warmth.

Or to pass on the last shred of his warmth to the mother whose body had become cold.

When Gou Jian, Zhou Anyue and the third uncle and the guards who were never afraid of death saw it, their expressions were gloomy, and they all lowered their heads one after another, not to disturb Mo Tears.

Above the sky, one side was filled with glittering purple, and the other side was flashing with brilliant sword light.

On one side stood a naked young man, covered in scars, blood oozing from all seven orifices, and a thunder sword soaring into the sky between his two fingers lit up his miserable but determined gaze.

On one side stood an old man with bulging clothes, his expression serious, and the ten thousand white sword lights behind him illuminated his deep eyes like the sea.

The faces of the two were hideous almost at the same time, and they waved their hands in unison.

The seemingly insipid wave of the two caused a shocking shock.

The thunder sword condensed by ten thousand thunderbolts roared down, rolling endless winds, driving the dark clouds in the sky, and seemingly splitting the entire sky.

Tens of thousands of white lights flowed like the sea, and they roared towards the great thunder and lightning.

When the two earth-shattering extreme forces were about to collide together, a figure suddenly blocked between them, and only a flat voice was heard, "Disperse." ”

Two simple words, without a trace of superfluous emotions, the next second, I saw two huge forces that could shatter him, floating away like air without a trace.

"It's so annoying, let me spread it out!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Susu and Ling Yun were shocked almost at the same time, and they felt an overwhelming force sweeping the entire sky, immediately pressing them down from the ground.

The two fell to the ground almost simultaneously.

At this moment, everyone was shocked. Leng Minyi, who had been in place, looked up at the sky, looking at the figure that appeared inexplicably, and dark marks appeared between his eyebrows.

Mo Sheng in the distance was stunned, but more excited, and hurriedly reminded the little apprentice next to him, Yu Wu, to understand the fight just now.

Yu Wu, a wizard who had been watching the battle, suddenly looked at the sky sharply, and after just one glance, his heart was shaken, and he no longer dared to look directly at the figure in the sky.

"Hurry, I'm messing around again when the teacher is not there, how can I be so playful, it's okay to make such a big move, I don't know how to stop it in time, do you really want my white-haired person to send a black-haired person?"

The figure above the sky was a mortal Taoist, looking at the hoarding clouds overhead, the surging thunder and lightning, and the blood-red moon, he shook his head slightly, sighed and said: "Hurry, don't stop it quickly, you really can't do it for the teacher." ”

A smile finally appeared on Li Susu's painful face, a heartfelt smile.

There is a master in this group of people who can't make any big waves.

But he was not in a hurry to accept the recruitment, raised his head high, and asked in a weak voice, "Master, why are you here, I have figured out that question." ”

Yifan Daoren's body slowly fell, and replied: "I haven't figured it out, maybe I'll never be able to figure it out, I don't want to, isn't this coming." ”

While speaking, a fan Taoist came to Li Susuo, saw the ink tears lying on the ground behind Li Susu, sighed, turned around, looked ahead, and said calmly: "Maybe that's not a problem in the first place, Susu, take it, the next thing is handed over to the teacher, otherwise the body that the teacher has worked hard for you for more than ten years will be wasted?"

Li Susu smiled happily, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes quietly, and restrained his moves.

In the sky, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, the rolling thunder and lightning slowly faded, the blood moon above the sky also quietly returned to white, and all strange things disappeared silently.

Only the heavy rain is still blowing.

Yifan Daoist quickly turned his head, looked at the three people opposite, slowly walked forward, and said coldly: "The head of the three sects in the world can't get along with a few little hairy children, it's really ridiculous." ”

Ling Yun was still in shock at this moment, he couldn't imagine that between heaven and earth, there was actually someone who could easily take his full blow, and in an instant, he could actually crush him to the ground.

At this moment, the head of the three sects in the world saw a man in a shabby Taoist robe slowly walking towards them, no matter how they looked, no matter how they felt, the other party was no different from ordinary people.

Ling Yun, who deeply understood the power of a mortal Daoist, took the lead in reminding: "Everyone be careful. ”

Qingxin Daoist and Leng Minyi hummed casually, staring fiercely at the Daoist who came with his hands on his shoulders.

Ling Yun took a step forward and said lightly, "Who are you? Do you also want to come to rescue the Son of the Destruction of the World?"

I would have long since been uninterested in the things of this world, if I hadn't promised a man a long time ago that I would accomplish one thing. Otherwise, I would have gone to heaven to try to compete with the Emperor of Hedao, and I wouldn't have talked too much with your group of little hairy children. ”

A Taoist opened his mouth calmly, and his unwavering voice seemed to be expounding a truth, which could not be shaken.

"In that case, why are you waiting for me to get rid of the demons? Ling Yun looked a little excited.

"What is a demon, what is a demon? If you don't know the way, how can you understand. I only understand that you have bullied me today, but you will never forgive. ”

Yifan Daoist continued to walk forward calmly, and with a wave of his hand, the rosewood mahogany sword he was carrying behind his back suddenly came out of its scabbard and flew around his body.

Leng Minyi was dumbfounded, and in a trance, he suddenly remembered what the old sword slave said to him.

Could it be that the Taoist in front of him is the "immortal" who leveled eight mountains with a sword a hundred years ago

Leng Minyi's eyes quickly caught the wooden sword that was flashing rapidly in the wind and rain, and he actually found that even just looking at it could shake people's hearts.

Leng Minyi chuckled, took a step forward, the clothes on his body swelled, broke through the realm, and took another step, his momentum changed greatly, and he broke through the realm again.

When he took the fourth step, the sky was in a vision, the sky was hot and thunderous, and Leng Minyi waved his hand to disperse it.

Breaking through the situation.

Every time I took a step to cultivate to a more refined level, everyone was dumbfounded, and it was difficult to calm down in their hearts, only a mortal Taoist was still as calm as ever.

A total of ten steps have been taken, and the cultivation has become the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm, which is terrifying throughout the ages, and the speed of breaking through the realm is unmatched.

The Pure Heart Daoist stroked his white beard, and his heart was particularly surprised, although he had guessed early on that the Holy Sword Sect, which had always respected the strong, how could it be possible for a waste with no cultivation to sit in the position of the head of the sect.

But what he didn't expect was that the young Leng Minyi's cultivation was even higher than himself.

Leng Minyi saluted respectfully, and said calmly: "The luck of the world has long been determined, do the seniors want to go against the righteousness of the world? ”

Yifan Daoist still walked forward slowly, and said loudly: "I don't want to hear what bullshit you say here, I just know that it's not right to dare to beat my apprentice, it's useless to talk too much, let's do it!"

The heads of the three sects in the world, the three supreme powerhouses were taken aback by the words of seemingly ordinary mortal Daoists almost at the same time.

If they heard such words in normal times, they would definitely think it was a big joke, but at the moment, they were extremely nervous and serious, secretly lucky, and did not dare to be careless.

Yifan Daoist grinned, and with a slight wave of his wide sleeves, countless white rays appeared around him, which could not be looked at directly.

Countless white mangs filled the eyes of the heads of the three sects in the world, and soon the white mangs disappeared, and the heads of the three sects in the world disappeared with them.

I could only see that in the night, a Taoist man with a faint blue light all over his body turned his head to look at the young man who was crawling on the ground and sobbing quietly, sighed, and said calmly:

"I didn't expect to be so old, and I have to do it with three little hairy children, it's really troublesome. ”

When the words landed, the figure of a mortal Taoist disappeared without a trace like smoke.

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

The moment the Taoist dissipated like smoke, Mo Tear quietly raised his head, looked up at the sky, roared in the sky, let the cool rain flutter on his face, and his eyes were so cold and sad.

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply, looked at the elders of the three halls who had fallen to the ground and could not get up, slowly put his mother on the ground, grabbed the sword in his hand, slowly stood up, and walked towards them.

The Elder of the Third Hall, who was deeply injured, could hardly believe what he was seeing in front of him, and his cold and fiery eyes looked at them with chills and fear.

It was as if they saw a demonic young man, calmly dragging his giant sword, approaching them little by little