"Tianfu Divine Domain, the cyclone shook the world, stepped on the Eight Directions Domain, and the blood stained the Nine Secluded Cities"

On the Heavenly Oracle Continent, on the top of a snowy peak in the extreme north, which is called the Death Polar Region by the world, there is a teenager standing at this time.

The young man has brown hair and a childish face, looking no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but with a depth that does not match his annual rings, and his slightly cold eyes look faintly at the few crosses on the cliff in front of him.

A white robe rustled with the cold wind, and the few red on his body were as red as blood, and the white snowflakes that were slowly falling around him were in another situation.

The sky, the earth, the mountains, the snow, the people, and the little cold plum on the dead branches, there is a rare harmony in the whole picture.

Harmony, however, is always so short-lived.

"Mo family child, you have no way to escape from the Tianfu Jedi, if you are willing to hand over the 'Thorn Tombstone', you will be spared, if not, you will be wiped out!"

Before anyone heard the sound, the sound of thousands of miles above the cliff reverberated in the intestines.

As soon as the words fell, the young man instantly felt an overwhelming momentum, and instantly pressed towards him.

"Poof!" A mouthful of sweet blood spurted out in an instant, and the sudden momentum was extremely majestic, enough to destroy one party, and the young man knew that he was invincible, so he had already mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to resist.

However, the other party's momentum was too strong, and the young man could only stand up after squirting blood again, but his face was a little paler than just now.

At the top of the snow peak, the young man trembled slightly, and the blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth had already frozen. The young man's aura was weak, and he raised the corners of his mouth a little far-fetched, looking at the black-robed old man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

It may be that he is really old, under the black robe, the old man's body is a little rickety, a purple gold beaded scepter is held in his hand but it looks like an old crutch, the white temples, plus the sideburns of more than a foot, none of them does not set off the age of the old man.

However, just after suppressing the momentum of the young man, the entire Heavenly Oracle Continent is afraid that there are only a handful, and treating him as an ordinary old man is not purely looking for death.

Of course, even if you don't regard the old man in front of you as an ordinary old man, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the young man to escape to death at this time.

"Huh...... Ha ha...... Hahaha...... cough cough cough cough ......"

In the face of such a powerful old man, the young man was not afraid, he actually laughed to himself, not wanting to affect his viscera, laughing turned into a big cough, and what he wanted to say was also choked in his stomach.

"Hmph, boy, I don't know how to lift. ”

The young man's actions made the old man a little angry, but he didn't make a move on the young man, and on the face of the old Long Zhong, a pair of cloudy eyes looked at the young man lightly and said coldly

"Mo Xiaohan, this seat remembers that you are young, and it is not easy to practice, I will give you another chance, if you hand over the 'Thorn Tombstone' at this time, this seat will not only not kill you, but also accept you as a disciple, what a glory it will be in the future, you are a smart person, and I don't need to say more, whether it is life or death, you have to consider it carefully. ”

It can be seen that the old man has made concessions, otherwise the strength of the old man will destroy Mo Xiaohan and seize the 'Thorn Tombstone', which is not a matter of minutes.

But is that really the case?

Others may not know, but how can Mo Xiaohan not know?

The strength of the old man was something he had never seen before, if the other party really wanted his life, how could he survive until now?

The reason why the other party has kept him alive until now is just because he is afraid, and the thing he is afraid of is the 'thorn tombstone' on his body.

'Thorn Tombstone',

Legend is a remnant of the Great War in the Gods and Demons Realm thousands of years ago, not to mention how powerful the power contained in it is, the cultivation laws within it alone are enough to attract countless mystic cultivators in the world to eyed it.

However, what can be done?

The 'Thorn Tombstone' has only been a legend since the historical records of the Heavenly Oracle Continent.

But there are always accidents in everything, or just chance, Mo Xiaohan got it.

Before he could understand the mystery of the 'Thorn Tombstone', he didn't know why the news leaked.

In order not to affect the family, Mo Xiaohan left the Mo family overnight, wanting to hide for a while and wait for the wind to pass.

In the face of pressure and temptation, the betrayal of the family made Mo Xiaohan at that time unthinkable, after all, he still had some status in the family at that time.

After being tortured thousands of times, Mo Xiaohan finally escaped, but since then, bad luck has been following him like a body.

Now that he is being targeted by such a strong person in front of him again, is he Mo Xiaohan really going to die here today?

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaohan endured the severe pain, looked up at the old man in front of him, as if thinking about something, but suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Hmph, boy, you're laughing so much, do you still want to resist?"

When the old man saw Mo Xiaohan's smile, he couldn't help but sneer, and said with some disdain.

In his eyes, Mo Xiaohan's strength is not even qualified to give him boots, naturally, he is not afraid of Mo Xiaohan's tricks, because in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery is just a death struggle.

Mo Xiaohan didn't answer the old man's question directly, he slightly mentioned the remaining spiritual power in his body, melted the frozen blood at the corner of his mouth, and also warmed his body, before looking up at the old man.

"Can you really let me go?"

Hearing Mo Xiaohan's words, the old man was overjoyed, but he didn't show it, just nodded slightly, and collected a few points of momentum that had been locked on Mo Xiaohan's body.

"As long as you offer the 'Thorn Tombstone', this seat counts. ”

"But I don't believe you. Mo Xiaohan lifted his breath slightly, took a few steps forward and looked at the old man. The old man retracted his momentum and made Mo Xiaohan feel a little better, but the already chaotic meridians made Mo Xiaohan unable to even self-heal except for warmth.

The old man looked at Mo Xiaohan, smiled slightly, and with a wave of the scepter in his hand, he instantly retracted the residual momentum that locked Mo Xiaohan, and then the old man's figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already reached two or three feet in front of Mo Xiaohan.

Mo Xiaohan was not surprised, looked at the old man lightly, and let a blue ghost light under the old man's scepter shoot towards him.

Really.

It's the same as Mo Xiaohan envisioned.

At the same time as the blue glow entered his body, he only felt his body loosen, and then, a stream of heat instantly entered the Dan, and the originally chaotic meridians were miraculously recovering at speed.

This old monster is really powerful!

Mo Xiaohan was secretly frightened in his heart, and without hesitation, he immediately sat cross-legged on his knees, intending to guard the spiritual platform.

Seeing Mo Xiaohan's actions, the old man squinted his eyes slightly, with a faint smile, and did not bother.

The cold wind at the top of the snowy peak became stronger and stronger as time passed, and in the cold wind, the old man's black robe was blown rustling.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes froze, and a cold light approached Mo Xiaohan, and he shouted with some excitement: "Stink...... Stinky Boy...... You...... It would be ......"

Before the old man's words fell, he saw Mo Xiaohan, who was still sitting quietly opposite him, disappear in an instant after a strange smile.

"Skyware, Nine Forbidden Screens"

The old man secretly said that it was not good, the black robe was flicked, and he withdrew more than ten zhang in an instant, and the scepter in his hand pointed to the sky, and in an instant, energy gushed out, and in just an instant, a barrier would be formed to surround the old man.

"Magnetism...... Bang bang bang ......"

The moment the barrier was formed, there was a sound of shattering.

"Boom, boom, ......boom" A loud bang resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The old man obviously understood what was going on, but he couldn't have imagined that the 'Ninefold Forbidden Screen' of his cultivation, the top defense system of the entire Heavenly Oracle Continent, was so vulnerable in front of the power of the 'Thorn Tombstone'.

"Heaven, Back to Heaven"

Feeling that the 'Ninefold Forbidden Screen' had reached the end of the crossbow, the old man no longer hesitated, and immediately threw the scepter into the air, sealed it with both hands, and once again sacrificed the strongest defense system, 'Huitian'.

"Old fellow, don't you want to 'thorn the tombstone', give it to you!"

At the moment when the old man sacrificed 'returning to the sky', the old man only felt a flower in front of him, and a bottle of golden figure was like a god and Buddha descending from the sky, and instantly appeared three feet in front of the old man.

The moment Mo Xiaohan appeared, endless flowing clouds condensed a series of cages above the sky, locking the old man in an instant.

At that moment, the old man felt a strong crisis, and that energy was like a hellish magic sword, which could pierce his soul, pierce his body, and wear out his soul. And the strongest defense, 'Huitian', is just a thicker piece of paper in front of it.

The old man's gaze suddenly froze, his palm trembled violently, and in an instant, a fist-sized spirit bead was sacrificed, and in an instant, it seemed to be compatible with heaven and earth, but it was against it.

"Edict!"

The old man was really angry, what did Mo Xiaohan do? He actually used the mysterious spiritual power he passed on to him to heal his injuries to detonate his own Dan, and combined with the terrifying energy contained in the 'Thorn Tombstone', he wanted to die with himself.

Although I don't know how this kid understands this method, if it weren't for the fact that this kid is not deep in Taoism and has the Qilin Bead in his hand, I am afraid that his dignified generation of Xuanling Emperor would have to fall here today.

Now he knows that Mo Xiaohan has exploded the dantian and it is difficult to survive, and the old man doesn't want him to be completely corpsed.

However, the old man still underestimated Mo Xiaohan, no, what he underestimated was the power of the 'Thorn Tombstone'.

Although the unicorn bead is also a rare treasure, it is still weaker than the 'Thorn Tombstone' by more than one and a half points.

Today's Mo Xiaohan's eyes are hollow, like a human and a corpse, floating above the void, after a "punishment" word, he suddenly turned into tens of millions of phantoms on the heavenly dome and approached the old man, but the momentum was to pierce the old man through a thousand holes.

The old man couldn't help but look nervous when he saw the scene in front of him, and he instantly understood the gap between the two.

Correct......

The battle of the strong is only a matter of time, and the old man's carelessness is irretrievable.

"Whew...... Rumble ......"

The entire Death Pole collapsed in an instant under the action of powerful energy, the birds and beasts were exhausted, the food was gone, and the cracks that were torn out in mid-air slowly devoured everything......