Chapter Seventy-Five: The Strong Man Makes a Move, Taking the Opportunity to Escape

The terrifying aura is surging, the power of panic seems to be natural, all the energy is surging wildly, and the palm of the hand is in the sky, as if it can pick the stars and the moon.

That palm was terrifying, the space trembled everywhere along the way, the air exploded directly, the giant palm shattered the virtual realm, and under the impact of energy, the endless storm was formed.

The terrifying aura was raging, roaring in this space, everyone's expressions changed drastically, their faces were pale, and there was fear in their eyes, the top powerhouse of the Great Domain made a move, who could stop it here.

The incomparably strong air pressure fell, like an ancient sacred mountain pressing on everyone's hearts, and the terrifying oppressive power made people fearful.

The storm was still sweeping, extinguishing the brilliance of the stars and shattering the void, and the gap grew bigger and bigger, shrouded in a layer of treacherous aura.

Everyone is running frantically, rushing and not daring to be contaminated with a trace of breath, that kind of power can definitely destroy them easily, even if they are Tianjiao, even if they are extraordinary, they are still not immune under such power.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, a terrible howl sounded, so terrible that everyone's hearts tightened, as if they had suddenly been grabbed by a giant hand.

Everyone was terrified, the Qingyang Ancestor made a move, broke the virtual realm with a strong blow, and took the three Qingyang people away, regardless of whether they lived or died, under that kind of power, everyone couldn't escape.

"Old Qingyang, are you provoking a big war?"

A voice full of anger came out, it was Na Hanshan who spoke, his heir was still in the virtual realm, and it was difficult to escape from the old green sheep, and it was difficult to escape, and he was about to live and die, how could he bear this breath?

The old green sheep's eyes didn't look at Hanshan, and he looked sideways slightly, and then he caused the air to explode, all the energy was vented, Hanshan's body retreated, and the blood continued to surge.

For a while, all the powerhouses of the Handshan tribe roared angrily, and they were about to kill with a powerful aura rolling on their bodies.

"Qingyang, you have done ......"

A voice came out of the deep mountains, the voice was very old, and with a thick dead air, as soon as the words fell, the heavens and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a layer of twilight in an instant, and the treacherous black made the heavens and the earth darken suddenly.

A terrifying aura permeated the heavens and the earth, fighting against the Qingyang Ancestor.

"Ancestor ......"

Han Shan's face suddenly became happy, and his expression brightened and then darkened, but he didn't expect that this time he also alarmed his ancestor, but the ancestor was injured.

A layer of dark aura surged, the virtual realm was stabilized, and the wolf cub of Hanshan was caught and thrown out.

"Ancestor, that person has the Holy Source Fruit, he must stay, he must stay......" The wolf cub's eyes were fierce, staring at the girl in black and Jiu Mu, he knew that the girl in black had the Holy Source Fruit he wanted in her hands, Jiu Mu He didn't know, but Jiu Mu gave him a more dangerous feeling, and he had to get rid of it as soon as possible.

"Holy Source Fruit ......"

As soon as the news came out, everyone's eyes changed, staring at Jiumu and their eyes became hot, and even the eyes of the ancestor of Hanshan fluctuated slightly, and the black sky filled away.

The jewel-like eyes of the girl in black flashed with cold light, and she looked at the wolf cub with coldness, and the murderous machine was surging, he didn't expect that until now, this person still hasn't forgotten the Holy Source Fruit, and he won't die to kill her.

Jiumu's expression was cold, not only the wolf cub, but the eyes of Qingyi who looked at several people were also full of resentment, and the qi of Qingyang Ancestor was also far away.

Jiu Mu's heart sank, this time he was targeted by two or two old monsters, you can imagine how difficult the situation is.

Previously, the Qingyang Ancestor did not make a move, but was very eager for a few people, but he didn't expect that the Holy Source Fruit was still snatched away, how could this kind of treasure be allowed to fall into the hands of others, wouldn't it be that all the previous means were in vain.

The black curtain was about to envelop the entire virtual realm, and suddenly, a layer of terrible fluctuations was born, and the giant palm poked out again, directly collapsing the black curtain in the sky, strong and domineering.

"Old immortal, do you dare to move this Saint Source Fruit?" Qingyang Old Ancestor's voice was cold and ruthless.

"Ahem, cough, Qingyang, you are domineering......" Hanshan Ancestor coughed lightly, his voice was not hurried or slow, and it sounded from all directions.

"The things of this seat, you move one, you die, you move all, you die with you in the whole Handan Mountain...... Qingyang has fire in his heart, and then the ancestor of Handshan is a dying body, and he can exert a few percent of his strength, take back his own things and people covet the heart, isn't this looking for death.

The words of the old Qingyang were domineering, completely angering the entire Hanshan tribe, and all the people burst out with blazing power at this time, and they were angry and agitated, and they wanted to kill everyone in the Qingyang Academy.

Jiu Mu's face was cold, in front of a strong man like them, he couldn't help himself with life and death, this feeling made him very unhappy, and he looked at Qingyi and the wolf cub with murderous intent.

The jewel-like eyes of the girl in black had turned red, and there was an obscure aura on her body that was extremely obscure, if it weren't for the two of them getting close, Jiu Mu wouldn't have noticed it at all.

"What good will it do you if Qingyang provokes me? You can't destroy Hanshan, and you can't take away what you want. The old voice without the slightest anger fell, very absolutely.

"Don't you really dare to come to death!" the green sheep did not move his feet, just crossed the void, looking down at the place below.

His words were full of pride, his face was very plain, he looked at all beings, he was strong and domineering, and he never took the ancestor of Hanshan to heart at all.

All the Hanshan tribes are not angry, and the green sheep is too conceited.

In the Void Realm, there were only four people left, and two of the four had already died, shattered by the blade of the void in the sky, turning into a blood mist.

"Old Qingyang, you are still as domineering as ever!"

Qingyang finally moved, stepping on the void step by step, making the whole heaven and earth tremble slightly.

Rumble!

The next moment, a big war broke out.

The green sheep rushed towards the mountain like a divine red, and the speed was too fast.

After he took one step, he disappeared from the spot, and in an instant disappeared into the void, killing into the depths of the mountain.

I saw that there was a great battle going on there, and the monstrous energy was raging, and just a wisp of overflow caused the mountain to explode and destroy the mountain.

This terrifying power made everyone retreat quickly, and no one dared to approach half a point.

"It's not good, they're going to run away ......"

An extremely resentful voice sounded, and Qing Yi roared, strong unwilling.

In the virtual realm, the black-clothed girl's eyes swelled with murderous intent, and she looked at the battlefield deeply, there was a throbbing in the depths, and she felt a strong uneasiness from Qingyang.

Her face turned pale, and the light emitted by the treasure in her hand rushed out, and a portal suddenly appeared in front of her, and she slipped into it without looking back.

Jiu Mu's heart moved, turned into a streamer and rushed in, the two people in the depths had already noticed it, and they broke out at the same time, turning into a fierce attack.