It's already at this point, and Hermes's perception is still blocked, so he can't be saved, he can directly find some lettuce to mix it cold, and give it to the Red Blue World Consciousness as a salad to eat. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With the support of Hermes's power, Mo Huang could clearly sense the every move of the Great Elder of the Apocalypse, with a resolute and unshakable killing intent, he began to search the surroundings and explore the traces left by the ink waste, in fact, although the light skills of the ink waste are good, but it has not yet reached the realm of stepping on the snow without a trace, when the rainstorm is pouring, the barren mountain is muddy, and the footprints of the ink waste are left on it, and the rainstorm has not had time to clean it for a while.

In an instant, the Great Elder of the Apocalypse found the direction of pursuit, and then chased after Mo Huang, who cursed secretly, first continued to run a few steps, and then suddenly jumped high, and then jumped in another direction with the help of branches, trunks and other objects, so that the footprints could be avoided from leaving on the muddy ground, but the problem was that the speed of escape slowed down all of a sudden.

Mo Huang's bewildering behavior had a certain effect, and the Great Elder of the Apocalypse chased in the wrong direction in an instant, but it was estimated that it would not take long for Mo Huang to wake up, but it was enough for Mo Huang to open up a distance.

Although the Great Elder of the Apocalypse has cultivated to a high level, and Mo Huang is not an opponent, he has never been worried, as long as Hermes still exists for a day, as long as he is prepared, he will not be able to encounter a real killing disaster in the Red Blue Realm, and he really can't pat his ass and sneak back to the earth directly, there is a kind of your Great Elder crossing the border to chase him.

It's a crisis, but it's not a catastrophe, so Mo Huang is very calm, and he even has the heart and leisure to appreciate this torrential rain that is relatively rare in the earth's civilization.

Thirty-three days of gods and demons hold high the throne in the sky, their glory spreads through the worlds, their power spreads throughout the heavens and the earth, they stand on the earth civilization as the source, thanks to their sitting, the earth rarely has an extreme natural climate, if there is really a large-scale natural disaster caused by the uncontrollable progression of the planet's natural crustal movement, they will also warn early.

But this is also far away, the gods and demons control the heaven and the earth, and the cultivators will naturally follow suit in every possible way, calling for wind and rain, and overwhelming the mountains and seas has been one of the realms pursued by cultivators since ancient times.

After this rainstorm, Messiah City will inevitably suffer a lot, but it is also beneficial, those Seven Horsemen of the Apocalypse invading army stationed not far from Messiah are estimated to be unable to invade for a period of time, and the Great Elder of the Apocalypse can find time to attack and kill himself, and it is estimated that he also has some credit for this rainstorm.

Thinking about it, Mo Huang's thoughts gradually blurred, this torrential rain did not know why, it always brought him a few different feelings, as if there was something in it that was about to come out of his chest, but he was always one step behind, unable to form an exact understanding.

Rainstorm from the sky, affected not only the ink waste, the creatures and beasts in the barren mountains are greatly affected, the ink wilderness leaped and ran, I saw a nest of squirrels was washed away by the rainstorm, and then several squirrels fell from the tree, and then rolled into the mud, and was washed away by the mud stream formed by the rainstorm, when running through a mountain col, the ink desert saw a dog and bear running out of the cave in embarrassment, and shook his fur helplessly, but was wet by the rainstorm in the next moment, wandering back at the mouth of the cave at a loss, and estimated that the cave had been flooded.

Seeing this, Mo Huang's heart was three points stronger, but it was still a little worse.

The next moment, in the distance, the Great Elder of the Apocalypse finally realized that he had been tricked by the small tricks of the Ink Wilderness, and the next moment, the furious thunder exploded in the heavens and the earth, and the thunder of Huanghuang rose from the ground against the current, rushing into the sky, even the dark clouds and torrential rain in the sky could not cover the thunderous power of the Great Elder of the Apocalypse.

Then, the infinite thunder light that rushed into the sky was divided, and a faint arc-shaped thunder wave swept around, obviously this was not the apocalypse Great Elder's simple anger and proclamation, but some kind of means to seek the enemy, Mo Huang was immersed in thinking and understanding, and his reaction was slow to react, and he was swept by the thunder waves in an instant.

The skin was a little numb, but there was no more serious damage, and then the Great Elder of the Apocalypse in the distance shouted violently: "I found you!" ”

Obviously, the Great Elder of the Apocalypse couldn't wait, his thunder light to find the enemy was not a continuous trick, he was afraid that when he chased him personally, Mo Huang had already run away, and the next moment the infinite thunder light was born and destroyed, crossing from afar, and then converging into a rough human form in mid-air, the thunder light human form raised his fist high, and fell from the sky with a punch.

Mo Huang has a lot of means at the moment, but if he really wants to deal with an opponent of the level of the Great Elder of the Apocalypse, he can only take the shot of the Void Instant Kill, and the next moment the dark canopy of killing intent appears, and the hands of infinite white bones are swaying in it, and the scarlet killing intent fluctuations are criss-crossed, and Mo Huang in turn punches the thunder light human form.

"If you really want to defeat me, then take action yourself, what can I do with a small amount of long-range strength!" The killing intent fluctuation was broken, but the thunder light humanoid was also directly blown away, and Mo Huang was violently rushed and flew upside down, directly upside down, and the residual energy even made him break a small tree, but he still let out a bold mockery.

"Little ghost looking for death!" The Great Elder of the Apocalypse turned into a thunderbolt and flew out, but after landing on the ground, he found that the ink desolation had already disappeared into the torrential night, and his face was slightly ugly, but the next moment his eyes stayed in front of the broken tree that the ink desolation had crashed into, and in the muddy water on the ground, there was a trace of blood that gradually spread and faded, and then showed a cruel smile.

The Great Elder of the Apocalypse sucked up the pool of water mixed with the blood of the ink desolation, and then silently recited the spell, the Red Blue Realm also used to have a brilliant spell civilization, but with the fall of the Red Blue Creation Ancestor God, it lost its source, and finally withered completely, and the Great Elder of the Apocalypse has the divine origin of the second generation of the Red Blue Ancestor God in his body, as long as he pays a disproportionate loss of strength, he can directly use the spells that have long been lost in the Red Blue Realm.

After reciting the spell, the Great Elder of the Apocalypse suddenly turned into a lifelike water puppet mixed with the blood of the ink wilderness, and then the water puppet's hand was raised, and he unswervingly pointed in a certain direction in the distance.

"You can't run away!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mo Huang's figure flickered in the mountains and forests, his intuition was superhuman, and he was already aware of the imminent threat of death, but for some reason, Mo Huang realized this at the moment, but he didn't care at all.

The Great Elder of the Apocalypse had just burst out with thunder and might, slightly interfering with the operation of the laws of heaven and earth, as if it had angered the sky that was venting the power of the rainstorm, and the wind suddenly came, instantly turning into a violent wind that swept the heavens and the earth, and the wind was so fierce that even the torrential rain was scattered.

The torrential rain, the strong wind, the creatures and animals that have been affected, these have turned into some kind of mysterious and mysterious information poured into the heart of Mo Huang, and if there is no feeling lingering in his heart, there is no clear explanation, only a little bit, but it will always be a little bit.

Suddenly, the ink desert stopped, a hillside in front of it because of the heavy rain, the foundation was relaxed, began to collapse and slide, and finally evolved into a small landslide, the rolling mud and stone flow poured down, the plants along the way swept in, the surging crushing, completely dumped at the bottom, there is a snake nest in the jungle under the hillside, sensing the natural disaster, these snakes have crawled out, but it is useless, directly crushed by the mudslide, and the vitality is wiped out in an instant.

The death of the nest of snakes crushed by the mudslide brought the last corner of the broken puzzle, and Mo Huang finally came to his senses.

The figure of the Great Elder of the Apocalypse slowly appeared not far behind Mo Huang with the figure of infinite thunder light, his eyes were fierce, his expression was solemn, and he whispered like a proclamation: "You are dead!" ”

But this proclamation full of murderous intent was like a spark thrown into a barrel of explosives, which instantly aroused immeasurable changes, and Mo Huang slowly turned around, his eyes were empty, only a faint ancient vicissitudes of life.

"Huh!?" The Great Elder of the Apocalypse couldn't help but take a small step back, because at this moment, he actually felt that the whole world was crushing towards him, thunderstorm clouds, torrential rain, strong winds, and the fine thunder that flickered above the heavenly dome all turned into rolling mudslides at this moment, and then poured out.

This power is the power of heaven, and this power is the power of heaven!

Mo Huang raised his right hand, the five fingers bloomed easily like a lotus, and then clenched it instantly, at this moment the heaven and earth moved together, the storm, rain and thunder seemed to be held in the palm of his hand, this is not an adjective, but a reality, such as the torrential rain of the heavenly river pouring down, at this moment it violates the laws of reality, floating in the direction of Mo Huang, echoing in the wind between heaven and earth, with Mo Huang's raised right hand as the center, faintly forming a tornado that swept all directions, exuding the power of terror absorption, and the thunder flashed above the sky, There are several of them that extend in the direction of the ink wilderness.

The mask of the night god suddenly appeared on Mo Huang's face, exuding a faint brilliance, and then, holding the right hand of the whole world, blooming with brilliant blood light, in this blood light, the infinite atmosphere is deduced, and it returns to the same, like a dragon, like a phoenix and dancing, blazing and fierce.

The left foot took a step, and the moment Mo Huang's left foot hit the ground, the ground exploded with countless fine spider patterns, and the ground began to shatter, and then the black soil, which was originally quite fertile, turned into yellow and white sand in an instant, dry and shattered, and turned into a barren.

The surging black fire of the heart demon swirled around Mo Huang's body, and then was instantly sucked into it by his right fist, and there was not a drop left, and then a phantom of a strange beast like a lion like a tiger with hideous minions appeared behind him, this phantom of a lion and tiger beast seemed to stand in eternal darkness, and it was impossible to see the true face, but the terrifying and arrogant power from the flood has come to the world in a real way.

The blood light bloomed, and the blurred shadows that appeared as if they were nothing, these blurred shadows gathered together, and transformed into eight giant snakes, with different looks and shapes, and the only thing in common was the lifelike ferocity and contempt in their eyes.

The Lion Tiger Desolate Beast, eight giant snakes surrounded the back of the Ink Waste, the power of blood light and black flame was monstrous, and the world of storms and thunder was held in his hand, and then the Ink Wilderness slowly retracted his fist, put the fist on his waist, and closed it extremely deep, pressing to the extreme, as if he wanted to converge everything in his life, and then pursue that moment of explosion.

Don't hide, don't escape, this punch! Only if you catch, if you can catch it, you will win, if you don't live, then you will only die!

The Great Elder of the Apocalypse clearly sensed this divine thought that had locked him, he didn't know why the Ink Wilderness had burst out with such a terrifying and terrifying power, but he was not afraid, the ancient ones who had survived the battle of the destruction of the world to the present day were not afraid of any challenge.

I can't describe the speed of that punch, it was a brief moment that even the electric light and flint can't describe, I can't describe the style of that punch that bursts out, it is the extreme burning after pouring everything out.

The Great Elder of the Apocalypse is wearing the Thunder Emperor's strong breeding armor, and the power of the Thunder God surrounds his body, gathering in his hands, the power of the Thunder has never been used for defense, only exploding, only exploding, only collapsing, is the ultimate fate of the Thunder, the force is so, and so is the person, so the Great Elder of the Apocalypse mustered the strength of his whole body and greeted it without fear.

The palms and single fists were handed over, the strength and power crushed each other, and they couldn't tell the results from each other, and then, the inexplicable dark canopy of death came, and countless white bone hands leaned out, howling madly, bringing the final declaration of death, countless white bone hands bombarded, and the power divided the victory and defeat in an instant, and the final result was that Mo Huang clenched the fist of the whole world and slammed it on his chest, and then, countless white bone hands bombarded his whole body, even if it was the unparalleled defense of the Thunder Emperor's strong breeding armor, It was also shattered at this moment, and the hands of the Great Elder of the Apocalypse slapped heavily on Mo Huang's shoulders, and in an instant, his shoulders and arms turned into flesh and bones.

At this moment, Mo Huang suddenly came to his senses, he was full of thoughts, and with the help of the power of the Great Elder of the Apocalypse, he leaped backwards, and a rebellious smile appeared on his face: "This is a short battle that is dripping with energy, so let's look forward to meeting again in the future." ”

As Mo Huang Fei fell back, a dark spatial crack suddenly opened, engulfing him, leaving only the aftermath lingering.

The Great Elder of the Apocalypse was silent, his eyes stared at the void where the ink desolation had disappeared, and after a long time, his eyes, ears, mouth, nose and every skin pore spewed out a huge amount of energy flames, turning him into a raging torch, which was the energy aftermath of the ink desolate with a punch, and now began to carry out the second destruction, the Great Elder of the Apocalypse did not hesitate, and slammed a punch on his chest, accelerating the catharsis of the ink desolation, and then his eyes, ears, mouth and nose began to spurt blood, but he didn't care, still staring at the place where the ink desolate disappeared, and whispered: " As you said, the old man is looking forward to the next meeting. ”

Then, the Great Elder of the Apocalypse, who was standing silently in place, coughed violently until he coughed up blood, he condensed slightly, and saw that his chest was imprinted with a fist mark, deep into the body, the blood vessels and green tendons swelled, surrounding the fist mark, radioactively expanding outward, blinking, the body around the fist mark turned into sarcoma, and those blood vessels and green tendons twisted like a snake, trying their best to extend and erode into the body of the Great Elder of the Apocalypse, and the power of thunder exploded, but it could not erase the injury, The Great Elder's eyes flashed with horror.

The power of Mo Huang's punch is as fierce as this!

With the help of Hermes's power to tear open the boundaries of time and space, and fell into the deep and lofty labyrinth, Mo Huang vomited blood and muttered, "This time it's a big game!" ”