"Whew!"

The wisp that flew out from the old man's fingertips, hidden in Mo Qinglei's body, suddenly flew out again. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as he left Mo Qinglei, he flew towards the old man again.

Mo Qinglei woke up from the severe pain, and Huo Ran woke up, and there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes.

Nie Tian condensed his mind and found that in Mo Qinglei's dantian spiritual sea, there was not a single power of thunder and lightning.

That lightning light only stayed in his body for a few seconds, as if it had absorbed all the thunder power he had worked so hard to condense.

Mo Qinglei's face was covered with blood, his expression was hideous and terrifying, and there was a deep fear in his eyes.

He looked at the old man from afar, as if he remembered something, and his body trembled.

The great changes that happened here were actually over very quickly, and Chai Longge and Qi Fengwu brothers and sisters, their attention was on the creation source well that gushed out pure soul silk, and they didn't see the old man's means at all.

At this time, the two siblings were still excited, staring at the source well of creation.

Qi Feng Wu was about to collect the soul silk in the Creation Source Well, when he suddenly saw human races, alien races, and spirit beasts, gathering from all directions.

She changed color abruptly.

There was still a distance away, Nie Tian didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly roared: "Give up that Creation Source Well!"

The strength shown by the old man was shocked, and Mo Qinglei, who held the Thunder King Seal and many spiritual weapons, had no power to fight back in his hands.

And Mo Qinglei was originally on par with him.

The old man, for the creation source well that can gush out refined soul silk, is bound to win, with the power of Chai Longge's brothers and sisters, if he wants to block it, it is simply a mantis arm as a car, and he will definitely die.

"Little sister, give up that Creation Source Well!"

Chai Longge heard Nie Tian's roar, reacted violently, and shouted loudly.

Seeing that many strong people gathered, Qi Fengwu was also frightened, and hurriedly moved from the Creation Source Well to the location where Chai Longge was.

The strange old man, with cold eyes, took out the Thunder King Seal that he had taken from Mo Qinglei's hands.

Dense lightning, mixed with numerous thunder runes, surged out.

"Boom!"

In front of the old man, several Terran Qi Refiners who were one step ahead of him and rushed to the Creation Source Well, as well as a demon, were almost immediately overwhelmed by the lightning rays.

A fleshy body, like a flesh cannonball, fell heavily into the swamp.

The swamp with its "bubbling" blisters, like a beast with a huge mouth open, swallowed those bodies, and disappeared in a few seconds.

The old man's momentum was like a rainbow, holding the Thunder King Seal in one hand, fierce and powerful, and then he came to the top and stopped steadily above the creation source well.

"Those who dare to get close to ten meters will be killed!"

Dropping these words, the old man fell with a big grin, and the Thunder King Seal seemed to have become his natal artifact, quietly suspended in mid-air.

"Snort!"

Dense thunder and lightning, the void is intertwined, and it is woven into a huge thunder and lightning skynet.

Inside the Thunder King Seal, the beast soul of the eighth-level Thunder Beast roared, and there were thunder balls, mixed in the grid, shocking all directions.

A Qi Refiner in the late stage of the Xuan Realm, after approaching, slammed into it.

Three thunderballs, after a fierce flash in the old man's eyes, suddenly flew into the man's body.

With a bang, the man's body was torn apart and fell piece by piece.

"I don't know what is alive or dead. ”

The old man laughed in a low voice, and countless thunderbolts turned into thunderbolt pythons, cruising around.

There are also a few human races and aliens who rely on superb cultivation and strong bloodlines, and they are entangled by the python condensed by thunder and lightning, and their whole bodies are scorched black, and they sink to the swamp one by one.

The follow-up approachers, seeing that many people of the same level, as well as those who were stronger than them, died tragically, and they all hurriedly stopped.

Around the old man, there were more than a dozen human races and alien races, but no one dared to attack him.

Also over there, Xie Yunhai, who was not far from the old man, had not yet finished collecting the essence of water in the Creation Source Well.

Because of the distance between him and the old man, he looked at the corpses sinking into the swamp, he was terrified, and he resolutely abandoned the creation source well, and actually escaped directly.

Chai Longge stared at the well, and from time to time there was a flash of golden light, and his face was hesitant.

Xie Yunhai fled, and the two of them were not too far from the old man.

Here, it suddenly became the bloodiest and most tragic battlefield in the entire region, and he began to think about whether to give up the opportunity in that well and retreat like Xie Yunhai.

"Let's go!"

Nie Tian's loud shout sounded again.

Chai Longge seemed to have made up his mind because of this loud shout, grabbed Qi Fengwu, and shouted: "Let's go!"

The two siblings quickly moved away from the land of right and wrong.

Yin Yanan and Mu Biqiong were also condensing the essence of cold ice and plants.

When the conflict between Nie Tian and Mo Qinglei broke out, they frequently looked at it, and they also saw the old man's momentum change suddenly when the pure soul silk gushed out from the creation source.

"Such a powerful old man, I didn't expect it to be a pig and eat a tiger. Yin Yanan muttered to herself, her expression solemn.

The eighth-level ice-blooded python in her body kept warning her not to provoke the old man when he was going on a killing spree.

The eighth-level ice-blooded python, with a strength comparable to that of a powerhouse in the early stage of the Terran Void Domain, would be so jealous of that old man, which made Yin Yanan deeply shocked.

Mu Biqiong looked at the old man's gaze from a distance, and she was also worried, as if instinctively smelling the crisis.

"I know your name is Nie Tian. Mo Qinglei, who was dying, looked up at Nie Tian at the creation source well where there was no longer a miracle, and said in a low voice: "Nie Tian, take me away as soon as possible, I can tell you the secret of that old guy's power." ”

Nie Tian was surprised, "Take you away?"

"My Thunder King Seal was seized by him, and the thunder and lightning spiritual power that I had cultivated for many years was drained away by him. Mo Qinglei nodded lightly, "You take me away, and I will spare you from disaster." ”

"You can't even walk?" Nie Tian's face was strange.

"I was seriously injured. Mo Qinglei's face was red, and his heart was extremely aggrieved, "You believe me, hurry up and leave this place, as far as you can and escape! When he extracts the pure soul silk from the Creation Source Well one by one, he won't be able to leave if he wants to!"

"Do you know who he is?" Nie Tian was stunned.

Mo Qinglei nodded heavily, his eyes full of fear, "I guessed who he is." ”

"Who is he?"

"You take me away, let me get out of here alive, I'll tell you naturally!"

"I'm not really interested in knowing who he is. Nie Tian smiled indifferently, "However, I will listen to your advice, and I will get out of here and leave before he absorbs the refining soul silk of the Creation Source Well." As for you, I don't feel obligated to bring it, I didn't take the opportunity to kill you, you should already burn high incense. ”

There is actually no hatred between him and Mo Qinglei, and the reason for the fight is only because this person is arrogant.

At this moment, Mo Qinglei, the Thunder King Seal was lost, and the sixth-level Thunder Beast that brought him over was also dead, and even his thunder and lightning power was stripped clean by the old man.

Mo Qinglei was directly knocked to the mortal dust from the pride of the sky, and anyone who was still active in the surrounding area could easily kill him.

"I've grown so big, I've never begged anyone, this time I beg you to take me away!" Mo Qinglei looked frightened, "I have lost the Thunder King Seal, and I have no thunder power to use, you can completely catch me and toss me casually." Just please, get me out of here, out of that guy!"

Nie Tian was stunned: "Are you so afraid of him?"

Mo Qinglei nodded heavily: "If he absorbs the pure soul silk in that cultivation source well, he will definitely use the soul teaching technique to extract my memory." ”

"Why?"

"You take me away, and I'll tell you everything!"

Nie Tian snorted coldly, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly saw three acquaintances.

The Skeleton Clan's Bergson, the Demon Clan's Gutas, and the Demon Clan's Frost also touched it.

The moment the three of them appeared, Yin Yanan and Mu Biqiong, their faces suddenly gloomy, ready for battle.

The three alien races who suddenly arrived also clearly noticed Nie Tian and the others, and surprisingly, they didn't come towards Nie Tian, and they all flew towards the creation source well that gushed out soul silk.

Their target is also the source well of creation.

"It's interesting. Nie Tian chuckled in a low voice.

Those three alien races are all dazzling new stars in their respective clans, with heavy weapons in the clan, and they have combat power far beyond the bloodline level.

Since the three of them wanted to occupy the source well of creation, they would inevitably clash with the old man, Nie Tian smiled, and ignored Mo Qinglei's pleading, the old god was on the ground, and continued to watch.

"Old thing, get out of the way!"

Gutas, the demon clan, smiling evilly, swooped down like a demonic beast.

"Get out!"

The old man's expression was gloomy, and one after another lightning turned into a python and bit Gutas violently.

Frost of the Evil Underworld still sits on the huge skull, and the skull condenses out with the remnant soul, and as soon as it arrives, it quietly gathers the remnant soul of the dead.

"Boom, boom!"

One thunderball after another, smashed into the skull, and the skull let out a terrible howl if it was alive.

The huge skull suddenly had many more holes, and soul smoke escaped from them.

Frost was taken aback, looking at the human races and aliens scattered around him, who did not dare to approach, and when he looked at the old man again, he seemed to finally realize the special nature of the old man.

Pagson of the Bone Clan also took out the Bone Crushing Knife, a heavy treasure in the clan, and his turquoise eyes were full of solemnity.

With a knife in both hands, he slashed at the old man, and the strong aura of death surged in.

"Skeletons, Evil Underworld......"

The old man smiled coldly, and his fingertips flew one after another, and the clanging sound of gold and iron clashing continued to burst out from the death knife light that bloomed from Pageson.

Bergson's two crystal bone arms holding the knife were actually shaking violently, as if they couldn't withstand the electric shot.

Frost's eyes flashed with fear, and he hurriedly called the skull to avoid the old man.

Almost at the same time, the Gutas of the Demon Clan let out a miserable howl, and was splashed with blood by a cloud of thunderballs, as if he had been severely injured in an instant, and fled in embarrassment.

The three alien shining stars joined forces to attack, but in a short period of time, they were all defeated and retreated.

No one dared to challenge the old man's ferocity and snatch the source well of creation that he was guarding.

The old man was unhurried and moved to the mouth of the well, his eyes flashing with thunder, staring at those refined soul threads.

Wisps of soul silk, like gray-black lines, converged towards his pupils, and were blended into the sea of soul consciousness.

"Let's go!" Mo Qinglei roared angrily.

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