In that formation, in the flickering light, a withered corpse, "bang", fell from nothingness, and the dull eyes of the dried corpse were open, as if containing a thick unwillingness.

The death of the deputy marshal was a great deal for any clan in the Gouya Endless Realm, and the angry roar of the clan monarch of the Remnant Gang clan echoed throughout the main city.

"Check!!Find out where this alien immortal is at the moment, kill him, no matter what his identity is, kill him for me!!"

Wang Mo, who left from this city on the border with the Chiyou tribe, took with him 100,000 killing qi.

The power of the yellow sorghum ginseng fruit in his body continued, and the continuous fighting not only did not make his fighting spirit fade, but became more and more intense! His killing intent became stronger and stronger.

He turned into a meteor full of fierce light, directly crossed the mountains of the two tribes, and rushed towards the place he felt!

Since these days, the cold snort has never appeared again, Wang Mo's body, nourished by the creatures of the earth, has recovered, and even under the vitality of that killing aura, it is constantly stepping towards the peak.

The ancient battlefield, inside the pagoda, which looked extremely ordinary black, flickered at this moment, and in front of him, there was an old man kneeling!

This old man is dressed in black, he is the one who saved Shen School back then!

"Stop him, don't let him set foot on this battlefield!!" The voice echoed, and a black light suddenly flew out from the black stone!

As soon as the black light flew out, it turned into black silk threads, drilled into the old man's clothes, and traveled along his skin, and black lines were suddenly revealed all over the old man's body.

This halo is relatively simple, but it is filled with a monstrous demonic flame. In this demonic flame, a black shadow the size of an arm came out, and this black shadow was the same as what Wang Mo had destroyed at the beginning.

After it appeared, it immediately penetrated into the old man's eyebrows, and the old man seemed to have endured great pain, and his whole body was bulging, and his painful voice came out of the pagoda, affecting far away.

After a long time, the old man's body trembled, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said respectfully: "Respect the master's order!"

"Go ahead!" the glow on the black stone was dim at the moment, and there was a hint of exhaustion in its voice.

The old man stopped talking, got up and walked away, and after leaving the pagoda, he looked at the void in the distance, groaned slightly, and shouted: "The demon slave is out of the ranks!"

As soon as these words came out, a violent wind was immediately set off in the entire ancient battlefield, and this wind was extremely cold, and the earth seemed to be frozen when it was blown.

This demonic wind swirled beside the old man, turning into a woman in armor, and on this woman's face, there was a tattoo pattern that extended to the whole body, but it was blocked by the armor, and it was impossible to see all of it.

After she appeared, she knelt down on one knee and said softly: "Demon slave pledge, here!" If Wang Mo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this woman was very similar to the demon general's heart.

Immediately after, the earth shook, and a series of banging sounds came out, and ten zhang in front of the old man, the ground shattered, and a pitch-black arm suddenly stretched out.

An old man with a thin body crawled out of the ground, his whole body was lying on the ground like a beast, looking at the old man gloomily, and grinning: "The demon slave moves the mountain, here!"

At this moment, in the distance, the soul is permeated, and the sound of whistling comes and goes, this soul covers the sky and the earth, forming a thick black cloud, and the soul in it is no less than hundreds of millions!

The black cloud that the soul turned into turned into a funnel shape, and on the ground below it, a young man with a gloomy expression walked step by step, and a large number of souls behind him, the roar echoed.

"Demon Nushen School, here!"

After passing through the mountains of the two clans, the location of the person who snorted coldly in Wang Moxian's consciousness was getting closer and closer, and a few days later, in front of him, an endless wasteland appeared.

The wasteland was littered with wreckage, the ground was cracked, and a foul smell came with the wind.

Wang Mo's eyes were bloodshot, the miraculous effect of the yellow sorghum ginseng fruit had invaded all of his mind for many days, and that sense had been increased countless times, and the slightest stimulation would explode.

At this moment, in Wang Mo's mind, killing was the only thought! He was like lightning, and he went straight to this wasteland.

At this moment, suddenly there was a banging sound on the ground of this wasteland, and then, an earthy yellow mud thorn composed of dirt suddenly rose from the ground and stabbed at Wang Mo.

At the moment when the mud thorns appeared, countless mud thorns rushed out of the ground one after another, like hideous sharp needles, stabbing out madly in the sound of swishing, and in the blink of an eye, all the positions around Wang Mo's body were full of sharp thorns!

Wang Mo's immortal sense was extremely sensitive, and at this moment, he did not retreat, but the immortal power of his whole body exploded, forming a whirlpool, and under the sweep, all the thorns and thorns were shattered.

A pitch-black figure, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and landed on a sharp thorn in the distance, this person was thin and thin, his whole body was pitch black, his right knee was on the sharp thorn, the whole person was lying down, tilting his head sideways, looking gloomily at Wang Mo dozens of feet away, stretching out his tongue and licking his lips.

Wang Mo's eyes were red, his body stepped forward, and his right hand pressed forward with both fingers, Qiankun pointed at the wind, and in an instant, he turned into a green mang and went straight to the thin old man.

The old man grinned, this smile was extremely gloomy, in the face of that Qiankun killing finger, not only did he not dodge, but suddenly opened his mouth, at this moment, a phantom suddenly appeared behind this person, this phantom shadow is about ten zhang high, cocoon-shaped, the appearance is pitch black, and there is a hidden meat bun.

At the same time as the thin old man opened his mouth, the cocoon-shaped phantom behind him also cracked a big mouth, and when he sucked it, the green light of Qiankun was actually sucked into the mouth of the old man, and as soon as his throat moved, he swallowed it raw.

At the moment when he swallowed, the phantom behind him seemed to have swallowed the green mang, his abdomen bulged high, and his whole body squirmed, and the meat buns on his appearance were suddenly torn, and streams of foul-smelling yellow liquid spewed out.

The old man's thin hand grabbed the void, and suddenly the yellow liquid spewed out by the phantom behind him turned into a shape, condensed in his hand, and became a liquid ball!

He stared at Wang Mo gloomily, and said for the first time: "Boy, your finger wind is very beautiful, I'll give you one too!" As he spoke, he threw the liquid ball in his hand to the ground suddenly.

The liquid ball was so fast that it fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, shattering with a "pop", and the yellow liquid in it flowed out and merged into the earth.

In an instant, the earth trembled violently, and then, a large amount of yellow liquid emerged from the cracks in the ground, and in the blink of an eye, a ring of encirclement was formed.

The old man licked his lips, shook his body, and then melted into the yellow liquid and disappeared. The moment he disappeared, the surrounding walls of liquid suddenly shrank towards Wang Mo from all directions.

The liquid wall covered the sky, covered the ground below, and was surrounded by air, and at this moment it rapidly shrank, forming a huge ball.

Outside the liquid ball, the figure of the old man came out, he stared gloomily at the rapidly shrinking liquid ball, and said hoarsely: "Pledge, there is nothing to do with you here, just an alien immortal, dare to come here to spread wild, under my heaven and earth liquid wheel, he will never live!!"

A gust of cold wind swept by, and more than ten zhang away from the old man, the woman with tattoos on her face came out, she looked coldly at the liquid ball in front of her that had shrunk to only ten zhang in size, and said coldly: "If this person is killed so easily, the master will not let us come out!"

"Oh, then I want to see how this little outsider can get out of my liquid wheel supernatural powers!" the thin old man grinned, but this smile was immediately condensed.

I saw that the rapidly shrinking liquid ball, when it shrank to the size of three zhang, immediately stopped, unable to continue, in the liquid ball, a crazy battle intent and killing intent, penetrating the ball thick emanation.

This killing intent emanated, and it actually made the surrounding climate immediately cold, and the wind gusted.

This battle intent, mixed with the killing intent, made the thin old man's pupils shrink suddenly.

At this moment, a muffled thunder came from the liquid ball, and at this moment, a sword light split the liquid ball alive and rushed out of it instantly!

This sword light was shocking, and under the roar, it immediately made the sword qi between heaven and earth full!

The ancient black sword came to the world, and countless tiny green thunderbolts walked above it, and beside it, there was also a lightsaber, and the soul of a monster with a tiger body and a dragon head appeared on this sword. On either side of these two swords, there was also a short sword made of green flames, and the scorching aura filled the entire area!

After these three swords, Wang Mo, who had long hair fluttering, step by step, walked out of the liquid ball that was cut in two, his eyes were red, and the battle intent and killing intent in the confinement fused to form a strange glow.

The thin old man looked at it, his heart trembled, and he said secretly: "This person's gaze is a little terrifying!"

The moment he stepped out, the three swords in front of Wang Mo quickly rushed out, turned into three strange rays, and went straight to the old man and the woman.

The woman's expression was gloomy, her body retreated, and she immediately turned into the wind and disappeared without a trace. The flame dagger suddenly hummed, and its body shook, and it actually disappeared into the air.

In the sky, there was immediately a muffled sound of collision, turning into a series and quickly echoing in all directions.

The old man's eyes showed a cold glow, he didn't even look at the three swords that were close to him, he pinched the trick with both hands, stretched out suddenly, and shouted: "Wandu Wasteland!"

The earth shook, with the old man as the center, within a radius of thousands of zhang, while the ground was shaking, one ring after another appeared, and the rings in these circles continued to increase, quickly bulging high......

"Boom!" the old man roared, at this moment, the momentum on this person's body was like a rainbow, and with a burst of words, the convex bag growing out of the earth suddenly burst.

Wang Mo snorted coldly, directly controlled the ancient black sword, and swept over, the old man's eyes showed impatience, and his right hand suddenly grabbed it, wanting to grab this ancient black sword.

In his opinion, it is not difficult to grasp the sword with the flesh and use his cultivation!!