Buzz!

Baizhang's sword shadow fell, slashing Bailiqi on the spot, turning into a blood mist and drifting away.

Everyone saw this scene, and there was horror in their eyes.

Because from the beginning, in everyone's eyes, it should be Mo Wangchen and will be exterminated by Bailiqi.

Now, what is happening now is exactly the opposite of what they expected.

Bai Liqi was beheaded, died in the hands of Mo Wangchen, and died under the sword of the youth who only cultivated in the Nirvana realm, and even the Holy Venerable had never stepped in.

"How could it be ......"

In the cultivation of illusion, there was horror and horror in everyone's eyes.

"Kill !!"

At this moment, all the Tiangang cultivators erupted into a burst of boiling, and the sound of killing filled the sky, and Mo Wuchen's actions just now made their morale suddenly increase greatly.

"Huh?"

However, in the face of the reaction of everyone in the audience, Mo Wuchen frowned, as if he had discovered something, he could sense that his battle exploits were not recorded in the battle card, and after killing Bai Liqi.

Bailiqi, not dead yet!

Airplanes!

Sure enough, when he turned his eyes to look, he suddenly found that Bailiqi, who had just been slashed by his own sword and turned into a blood mist that had dissipated, at this moment, those blood mist had converged again and turned into a figure.

In the end, Bailiqi was revived, the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, and there was a blood-red jade pendant hanging from his waist, and the moment his body reappeared, the jade pendant instantly cracked and dissipated.

It was a kind of magic weapon to save his life, and he was not dead just now, Yu Pei blocked a deadly attack for him.

Sou!

He retreated violently and flew into the distance, as if he was about to withdraw from the battlefield, unwilling to stay any longer.

"Want to run?!"

Mo Wuchen snorted coldly, surrounded by the holy mang, put away the imperial sword, and the divine bow appeared in his hand.

Squinting his eyes, Don't forget the full moon of the dust god bow, and the spiritual power is condensed in Xuan, pulling a wisp of divine thought on the arrow.

Shout!

The next moment, the arrow broke through the air, the momentum was amazing, and every arrow shot by Mo Wuchen was several times more powerful than before.

Snort!

Where the arrow passed, the weather was surging, like a meteor falling to the ground, the power was unstoppable, and in the blink of an eye, it was shot down on the Bailiqi who flew away thousands of feet.

Rumble!

The sound of the explosion spread throughout the battlefield, and the arrow landed on Bailiqi's head, detonating his entire skull, turning into a headless corpse and falling to the ground.

"Will this person ...... Bring it to me!"

Tianfeng Pass, above the city tower, the Emperor Xingtian looked at Mo Wuchen, who was holding a divine bow in mid-air, and spoke lightly.

"Yes!"

Behind him, a middle-aged man at the peak of the Holy Venerable walked out, his body flew vertically, and in the blink of an eye, he was submerged into the chaotic battlefield.

Woohoo!

After shooting Bailiqi, Mo Wangchen's body shuttled through the battlefield, the divine bow shot continuously, and the arrows pierced out, and now he, because of the scene just now, has already become the focus of the battlefield, and everywhere he goes, the cultivation of illusion is all discolored.

However, those people were all killed by Mo Wangchen's arrow!

Airplanes!

Suddenly, above the sky, a huge clutch appeared, covering the sky and the sun, with a terrifying aura, and the power of the true meaning of the Tao emanated, making people's scalps tingle.

At the moment of appearance, the clutch of the devil fell with a bang, which made Mo Wuchen's heart shake, because he could see that this clutch was coming for him.

"Saint Venerable Peak?!"

Mo Wuchen's eyes condensed slightly, this clutch is too terrifying, and the person who made the move, his cultivation has definitely reached the peak of the Holy Venerable.

Although the battlefield here is chaotic, with nearly 100,000 people fighting, not to mention the power of the Emperor Realm, generally speaking, the powerhouses of the peak of the Holy Venerable will not easily join the battle circle.

And at this moment, because he killed Bailiqi, in terms of fantasy, he finally couldn't sit still?

"Humph!"

Just when Mo Wuchen didn't know how to resist the clutches that came down, suddenly behind him, a cold snort came, but he saw that the middle-aged man who had just walked out behind the Emperor of the Heavenly Punishment was rushing over.

In the process of moving, he flipped his palm, and his big hand pressed up, and a large earthy yellow handprint appeared, colliding with the clutche.

Thundered!

The earth-shattering explosion echoed and was deafening, and the aftermath of the collision wiped out nearly a hundred people around the hand into slag on the spot!

"Your illusory cultivators, even ignoring the rules, want to let the characters at the peak of the Holy Venerable take action?!"

The middle-aged man came to Mo Wuchen's side, he raised his head slightly, his eyes looked at the sky above, and landed on a Saint Venerable powerhouse in the illusion realm.

"Rules?"

The other party sneered, "I don't remember having such a rule......"

Indeed, the peak powerhouse does not make a move, this is not an explicit rule, but a kind of rule that both sides secretly acquiesce.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, ignored it, and turned his head to look at Mo Wuchen, "The emperor wants to see you......"

"Emperor?"

Hearing this, Mo Wuchen's heart was shocked, those who can have this honorific title, looking at today's Tiangang, there are only so many people, and at this moment, in this Tianfeng Pass, the middle-aged man can be called 'Emperor Zun', that is, the Emperor Xingtian who guards this place!

Thinking like this in his heart, Mo Wuchen looked back, his eyes passed through most of the battlefield, and he saw that on the city tower of Tianfeng Pass, a middle-aged man was also looking at him at this moment.

The two looked at each other, which shocked Mo Wuchen's heart, this was the first time he had come face to face with the power of the Emperor Realm.

After taking a deep breath, Mo Wuchen also retracted his gaze, looked again, and found that the middle-aged man who had come to pass on his order just now had already fought with the peak powerhouse of the Saint Venerable in the Illusion Realm, and had a battle with the endless sky.

Snort!

He shot his divine bow continuously, and at the same time, his body also began to sweep in the direction of the city tower, and everywhere he passed, as long as he was targeted by Mo Wangchen's illusory cultivation, he was all shot.

......

Flying all the way, Mo Wuchen didn't know how many people he had killed, and the original silver-white battle armor was already stained with blood at this moment.

Finally, he came to the top of the tower, holding the divine bow, and slowly fell.

looked ahead, and finally, it landed on the Emperor of Xingtian in front of the crowd.

"I've seen the emperor!"

The divine bow was put away, and Mo Wuchen bowed his hand, this is an emperor realm power, since he can meet Ning Xuan here, then the person in front of him should also be the emperor figure millions of years ago.

This is the ancient sage of the vicissitudes of the times!

"You're here...... For what?"

Emperor Xingtian's eyes were like torches, looking at Mo Wuchen, he asked lightly.

Mo Wuchen frowned slightly, a little unable to understand the other party's meaning.

"What are you here for?" said the Emperor Xingtian again.

This time, Mo Wuchen understood, he was shocked in his heart, and he heard it, Emperor Xingtian, I am afraid that he knows something.

Knowing everything here, it's not true, it's something that happened thousands of years ago, and it's happening again......

(End of chapter)