Sword Sect.

An old man stood in the air, with long snow-white hair and deep and boundless eyes, slowly sweeping around him. It's like tracing the passage of time, and everything that has happened in this world is replayed before his eyes.

Soon, he found the scene of the fierce battle between Mo Yu and Leng Qianqiu.

After a few breaths, the old man turned around and locked his gaze on the direction in which Mo Yu had left.

"Found you. ”

With a low groan, he took a step, and suddenly there was a blur in front of him, as if he was crossing a layer of water.

When the old man fell, his figure suddenly appeared, where Mo Yu killed the master of the Divine Sect.

One step, spanning tens of millions of miles, this person's cultivation is terrifying, unimaginable!

But at this moment, the old man's brows suddenly wrinkled, and a trace of gloom appeared in his eyes.

Gone?

The locked gas engine only remained here, and then there was no trace of it at all.

The old man's gaze swept around him, and he suddenly slapped forward.

Click-

Click-

Countless cracking sounds sounded at the same time, and the space in front of him was like a shattered mirror, giving birth to countless cracks.

Immediately, it exploded!

Terrible power, wreaking havoc on a radius of tens of thousands of miles, crushing everything.

From a distance, it looked like an intact firmament, and suddenly there was a gap.

"Nope. The old man's brows furrowed even tighter, and his face became more and more ugly.

But soon, he took a deep breath and turned to leave.

Tens of millions of miles in one step, and a moment later, the figure of the old man appeared in the holy land.

He seemed to be of such high standing that several monks of the Holy Land saw him and knelt on the ground at the same time to salute.

Without a pause, the old man walked straight to the interior of the holy place, and finally appeared in a large hall.

The light in the hall was dim, and only a thin figure could be vaguely seen sitting with his back to the temple door in the depths of the main hall.

The old man bent down and saluted, "Master, the old slave is incompetent, and there is no trace of this person." ”

The back of the deep hall moved slightly, and he seemed to be a little surprised, "Even you, can't find his qi?"

"Since the beginning of the Sword Sect, the old slave has been doing well, but this person seems to have sensed something, and he doesn't know what means he has used to completely erase his qi and leave no trace between heaven and earth. The old man replied truthfully.

The back of the deep hall was silent for a moment, "I can hide from you...... Bring up the picture and show it to me. ”

"Yes, master. The old man got up, his eyes suddenly burst out with a faint light, and the influence of Mo Yu and Leng Qianqiu's fight suddenly appeared in the void, although it was slightly blurred, but it was enough for people to recognize their faces.

"Impossible!" a low cry, and the back of the deep hall moved suddenly, as if it was about to turn around, but finally suppressed the impulse.

"It's obviously dead, how can it appear again, are you lying to me......"

The old man's face was shocked, could it be that the person who made the move, the master couldn't know it? That was just a mere emperor level.

But he was smart and didn't ask much.

"You go down, the old man will handle this matter himself. The back in the depths of the hall commanded, and when the old man left, he thought for a few breaths and took out a jade slip imprint message, and then tore open the space and threw it into it.

......

Holy Demon Babel!

Buzz –

The space trembled, and a phantus appeared, looking directly at the altar, the slightly closed golden one-eye, revealing coldness, "Emperor Xuanhuang's remnants are not dead at all, why did you deceive the old man and say that he had been killed." ”

Hmmm-

The golden one-eyed cracked a slit, "He is indeed dead." ”

The cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the air.

The phantom was silent, and suddenly sneered, and waved his sleeves forward.

The scenes of the battle between Mo Yu and Leng Qianqiu are clearly displayed.

"This is what happened a few days ago in the Sword Sect, one of the forty-nine Dao Sects, under the command of the Shura clan. If you don't be questioned, I'm afraid that the old man hasn't noticed that this remnant of the Xuan Emperor is still alive!

The golden one-eyed was silent, as if digesting the news, and after a long time, the voice continued to sound.

"I did kill this man in the first place, and I can't be wrong. Now that he is alive...... There must have been some kind of substitute death that saved his life. Rest assured, I will never go back on what I promised, and since I promised to kill this person, I will never give up halfway. ”

The golden one-eyed opened suddenly, and the blazing golden divine light jumped like a flame, "I will find him and obliterate him again." ”

The phantom's face was slightly pale, which was closer to what he thought in his heart.

What's more, it has been guaranteed by the golden one-eye.

"In this way, it will be annoying Brother Dao. ”

The golden one-eyed did not speak again, and more and more golden divine light erupted, gradually covering the entire altar.

......

A void, drifting with the tide in the turbulence of space, Mo Yu sat cross-legged in it, his expression solemn.

A moment ago, he clearly felt a powerful force sweeping towards him along the qi in the underworld.

Because of the isolation and protection of the Chaos Lotus Terrace, it was not discovered.

After several temptations, the power of this probe has disappeared.

Gave up?

As soon as this thought turned in his heart, he was pressed into the bottom of his heart by Mo Yu.

You must know that the world of Ah Bi is vast and endless, and the power held by the Shura Holy Clan is unimaginably terrifying.

Any subtle clue can be traced to the truth.

Therefore, in the battle of the Sword Sect, he did not dare to hope that his identity had not yet been exposed.

As long as he knows his identity, the Shura clan will never give up.

As the last bloodline of the Xuanhuang family, it is also a major variable in the future, and only by killing it as soon as possible can we never suffer in the future.

What Mo Yu can think of, the Shura Holy Clan must be clearer.

So, after taking a deep breath, he suppressed his impulsive thoughts.

Only with the help of the Chaos Lotus Terrace may he be able to get a glimmer of life in his current situation.

Suddenly, Mo Yu's heart contracted violently, and an extremely bad premonition surged out from the bottom of his heart.

In the next moment, a dazzling gold suddenly appeared in sight.

Mo Yu turned around suddenly, only to see golden points of light falling from above, gushing out dazzling brilliance.

Although it looked extremely beautiful, Mo Yu felt a huge threat from these golden points of light.

Moreover, this golden point of light faintly gave him a sense of familiarity...... Seems to have seen it somewhere......

At this moment, all the golden points of light seemed to be attracted, and quickly condensed towards one point.

Soon, a golden one-eyed slowly emerged.

Trembling slightly, after a few breaths, the golden one-eyed slowly opened.

Cold, indifferent, and without half a bit of mood swings. But what is even more striking is that one of them is high, like a god above the sky, looking down at the ants in the mud.

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded in the turbulence of space, "I know, you're right here." ”

Mo Yu's body stiffened!

There was no evidence, but he instinctively understood that the golden one-eyed was aimed at him.

But for now, he remained motionless.

If he is really locked, he will definitely not talk nonsense...... Running away now, you can only expose yourself.

"There's no point in hiding. The golden one-eyed seemed to be able to guess his thoughts, and the voice continued, "Today, you will eventually decay. ”

Boom –

Countless golden lights, like billions of sharp arrows, swept through every inch of space!