"Go back, Fengjiu, this world is like this, the law of the jungle eats the strong, take care of yourself. These powerless wastes deserve to die. ”

The old man drank too much wine, and said drunkly: "What do you mean I should be in charge of? What do I mean I shouldn't be in charge? What do you mean by being incapable? What do you mean by being alive and deserving of death? Today, I will pierce your piece of heaven, and today, I will do the Tao for myself and uphold justice for the way I have cultivated! Why do you have the final say in everything in the world? Other people's lives are in your hands! Today, I have decided to !! it."

An indifferent and ruthless voice came from the sky: "Alas, there are always a few disobedient people, the most talented Zhuang Zhou was like this before, you know what happened, I don't want to see you talented people sent to death." Listen to me, and I'll let you live your life in peace. ”

The old man said disdainfully: "Less nonsense, the big deal is death, early death and early liberation, I don't want to live under your gaze!!"

"Hmph, then die, my child!!" The indifferent voice came like thunder rolling from the sky, and the people on the ground fell to their knees and did not dare to move.

"See? Windwine, no matter how much you help, they can't stand up. These people have been kneeling for so long that they have forgotten how to stand. Hahaha, hahaha. ”

When the old man saw the people on the ground, a sad mood rose in his heart, and his face rushed even more resolutely into the rolling dark clouds, and rushed to the high nine heavens.

The sound of "boom, boom" came from the dark clouds.

The clouds have dispersed and the sky has cleared

A white sword fell from the sky and stabbed diagonally into the earth, and the space was faintly shattered.

The picture ended, the white bone sword made a sad sound, and Feng Shu couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time. Although Feng Shu had never practiced, he could easily see the strength of this old man from observing Mo Chen's battle and comparing it with this old man. I'm afraid that with one face, the three of them will be killed in an instant, and such a strong big man will die in one round, who will be the person in the sky?

Who doesn't know Zhuang Zhou? That is the person who has become an immortal? In his tone, he was easily subdued. Feng Shu felt that his brain was in chaos at the moment, and the more he knew, the more he was in awe. Compared to the world, I am too small and insignificant.

Feng Shu looked at the white bone sword and said, "That drunk old man should be your previous master, he is so strong, but you chose me and let your master know, do you think he will let you go?"

The white bone sword rubbed Feng Shu's face coquettishly, and Feng Shu said happily: "I understand what you mean, do you mean that I can also become such a person? This is also your master's last wish, right?"

Feng Shu grabbed the white bone sword, as if a momentum burst out from Feng Shu's body in an instant, this momentum Feng Shu didn't know, and Mo Chen couldn't sense it, this momentum was like a mighty qi that went straight up to the nine heavens, straight into the sky.

On the highest sky, a pair of red eyes slowly opened, and said in a lazy voice: "Hmm, Fengjiu? No, it's not him, it's another young man with a legacy of Fengjiu, haha, it's interesting." With that, the red eyes closed again, and his heavy snoring came from the cold air.

Feng Shu held the White Bone Sword, feeling as if he had been possessed by an old man just now, his heart was full of energy, and he wanted to rush to the Red Devil now and eradicate him in one fell swoop. But such thoughts were quickly dispelled by him, and he knew that he couldn't be reckless, and he couldn't make trouble for Mo Chen and them anymore.

Feng Shu quietly held the white bone sword, calmed his heart again, sat quietly in the treetops, felt the cool breeze, and enjoyed the feeling of the breeze, as if he was becoming one with the wind and nature at one time.

Mo Chen looked at Feng Shu sitting alone in the treetops, and felt very happy in his heart, because he knew that Feng Shu had found his own way, Feng Shu's heart had already made a choice, and he began his different cultivation. If it succeeds, it will be the result of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, and Mo Chen is sincerely happy for Fengshu.

Mo Chen walked into the cabin and practiced his Xuantian Emperor Gong, he had no time to deduce during this time, Mo Chen now knew the preciousness of Xuantian Emperor Gong, so he naturally did not want to let go of Ren Mo's deduction time, and devoted himself to Xuantian Emperor Gong, creating his own exercises, and creating the most suitable divine skills for himself.

Blood Diamond Tian sat boredly on the side, playing with two gold coins in his hand, watching Feng Shu sitting in the treetops and practicing, watching Mo Chen meditate and practice carefully, but he couldn't arouse Ren Mo's interest in cultivation, and couldn't help but sigh: "Are you old?" Even Feng Shu has begun to seize the time to practice, but you are not in a hurry at all, in case you are surpassed by Feng Shu in the future, how can this work." ”

The blood diamond world made up his mind, and from then on he had to cultivate diligently, and he also found a place to meditate quietly, recuperate, and wait for the dawn to come, waiting to enter the palace of the Red Devil.

In the center of the city, there was an extremely tall house, which, like the other buildings, was also red red, and a man covered in green trembled and crawled on the ground, stammering: "Lord Red Devil, the little one is incompetent, you give the little one another chance, and I will definitely catch those three monks from the outside in front of you." ”

At this time, the green ants were covered with sweat, and their hearts were beating "bang bang", waiting to fall.

In the huge hall, on a huge red throne, there was a young man dressed in red, a strong man who was extremely beautiful, and wore a red robe, making it impossible to distinguish whether he was a man or a woman.

The young man said slowly in an ethereal voice: "I watched your battle, I don't blame you, come." Take this bottle of elixir and heal your wounds. ”

Hearing the young man's words, the green ant let out a long breath, and a man with a blue horse mask took the elixir from the red devil's hand and threw it to the green ant crawling on the ground, the green ant trembled and picked up the elixir, and said loudly: "Thank you, Lord Red Devil, thank you, Lord Red Devil." ”

"Get up, don't lie on your stomach, let others know that my Red Devils treat my subordinates like this, but it will affect my image very much. Hehehe. The Red Devil's ethereal voice, coupled with ecstasy laughter. The green ant couldn't help but swallow his saliva and immediately stood up, the Red Devil's temper was unpredictable, and he never dared to disobey. They are all obedient to their words.

"Blue Horse, what do you think of the monks who came here. The Red Devil asked, looking at the blue horse standing in the audience.