"With this palm, the old man has cut off his vitality, in exchange for the immortal burn, with my cultivation, I can burst out the strength of the early stage of Xuankong... I'm going to kill all the Immortals outside the Array in this array... Destroy and remove all the colorful otherworlds outside this place, and since the killing domain has fallen, I will take it back, in exchange for Wanhe's life..."Tianliang Daoist hugged his fist towards Wang Mo, turned his head and looked at Wanhe Zhenren who was stunned there.

"Master!!" Wan He Zhenren came to his senses, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, his eyes showing extreme sadness and deep remorse...

"Let's go..."Tianliang Daoist sighed lightly, rolled up Wanhe Zhenren, and walked into the distance.

"I know my apprentice, he will act and prepare for both, the reason why the Lord of Zhongheng is okay is that Wan He left a talisman for himself in order to survive..."

In the faint passage of his words, a white storm appeared out of thin air, heading straight for the blood-colored crack under the collapsed Xiuxian Star, and in the roar, the crack was rolled by the storm, and it was directly torn apart in a large area, and the red light dissipated, revealing bursts of colorful light under it!

"North is like the sky, what happened back then, not as you see..."Wan He Zhenren's voice, with remorse and sadness for his master, turned back and glanced at the north as empty when he was leaving.

There is no wind in the starry sky, even if there is wind, it is also caused by supernatural powers, at this moment, the storm before the good Taoist people left, tore apart the red light in the crack, opened all the seals on it, and made the colorful otherworld clearly exposed in front of Wang Mo.

With the flickering of colorful rays, a roar with madness suddenly came from the crack, and this roar was like a wild beast, revealing a bloodthirsty and murderous force.

Listening to this roar, Wang Mo calmed down, he silently looked at the colorful crack, and after a long time, he looked back at Bei Rukong behind him.

Bei Rukong's eyes always looked at the direction in which Wanhe and the real people left in the distance, and the hatred in his eyes was extremely strong.

Wang Mo didn't know the cause and effect of this deep feud between Bei Rukong and Wanhe Zhenren, but after escaping from Bei Rukong to the Five Star Domains, he did everything to finally launch a war between the Five Star Domains and the Alliance, which shows that this feud is as deep as the sea!

"I can't help you with this..."Wang Mo sighed secretly, he knew the power of hatred, it was enough to make people crazy.

Bei Rukong was silent, and after a long time, he retracted his gaze, bowed to Wang Mo, and said in a low voice: "It is a private matter between the younger generation and Wanhe Zhenren, don't take the killing god to heart, the overall situation is important at the moment, and the younger generation knows... If at the end of this war, the younger generation dies, everything will disappear, and if he dies in battle, it will be the same...

But if neither of us dies in the end, then it will be the day when the younger generation will seek revenge!" "The hatred in Beirukong's eyes was deeply hidden by him, he had cultivated immortals for many years, and he could endure eternity, so he didn't care about enduring some more time.

He will never forget the scene back then, he and Wanhe Zhenren were best friends, and it was precisely because of Wanhe Zhenren's invitation that he joined the alliance with his immortals.

The three of them often discuss the law, he was cherished by Wanhe Zhenren's erudition and opinions, and was willing to obey him, and that Wanhe Zhenren was also extremely polite to him, the two of them were like gentlemen's friends, although they were like water, but with the passage of time, mellow as wine.

It's just that all this has changed completely because of one thing, Bei Rukong often woke up in meditation that time, and the scene deeply engraved in his memory would always make him clench his fists fiercely and let out a low roar of anger to the limit.

He didn't want to recall, but the memory was deeply there, and it became the source of the sting in his heart, the thorn that went deep into the flesh, it had already eroded, emitted the smell of decay, stained his flesh and blood, and became the pain of his life!

Wang Mo sighed secretly, shook his head and said: "That's it, if you can absorb the power of the black dragon of faith, it will also be a creation, now I want to enter this colorful other world, there are many crises in it, you don't have to follow..."

Bei Rukong nodded, bowed to Wang Mo and said goodbye, turned around and walked into the distance, his back was a little declining, revealing a sense of old age and helplessness, faintly gloomy, containing loneliness.

Until Bei Rukong gradually moved away, Wang Mo retracted his gaze, the grudge between Bei Rukong and Wanhe Zhenren obviously involved his privacy, Wang Mo would not guess, and he did not want to guess.

Although the story is immersed in the years, it must be very sad to think about, like the water in the palm, although it flows away, there is still a cold feeling that always exists in the palm, covering the warmth in the palm and spreading throughout the body...

In silence, Wang Mo turned around and walked towards the colorful world, his pace was not fast, but every step was very firm, he did not look back, nor hesitated, under three steps, the whole person stepped into the second colorful world he had entered in his life!

Bursts of colorful light permeate this heaven and earth, reflecting everything on the ground in the seven colors, at a glance, this place is gorgeous and colorful, and it is easy to get lost inside.

Colorful, like a rainbow!

Standing in the sky of this colorful otherworld, Wang Mo looked at it, the colorful otherworld here was not the same as the place he entered back then, although there were mountains everywhere here, but from a distance, these peaks were scattered, forming a huge formation!

This formation, composed of nearly 100,000 mountains, is densely covered, giving people an extremely vast feeling.

Each mountain peak is a part of the formation, and the deeper the mountain peak, the more majestic it becomes, and the mountain peak in the deepest part of it is even more straight into the sky, surrounded by colorful clouds and mist, and only half of the mountain body is exposed.

If that's all, it's just that, but what's even more shocking is that on the 100,000 mountains, at the top of each peak, there is an immortal sitting cross-legged.

They were not spitting, but wailing in pain! The wailing voices merged together and became a terrible sound of heaven and earth!

This sound cannot be heard outside the Colorful Alien Realm, but in the Colorful Alien Realm, it rushes directly into the heart, like a hundred thousand unjust souls roaring and struggling, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Every immortal on the 100,000 mountains, in his knees, there will be several sharp stone thorns on his body that penetrate his body, and come out of their body hideously, and from a distance, he is meditating here and there, which is clearly being forcibly pressed there, and his body is imprisoned by the sharp thorns erected one by one!

Each of these immortals raised their heads, staring at the sky with godless eyes, and let out an unconscious wail from their mouths.

The blood seemed to flow endlessly, flowing down the bodies of these immortals, spreading down the stone thorns to the mountain peaks, as if it would not dry up, and flowed down the mountain peaks.

This blood was originally not much, and each mountain peak was only the blood of one person, which was really insignificant for the huge body of the mountain... But everything can't resist the years, and with the passage of these years, the trickle of blood will slowly increase more and more... As long as the imprisoned immortals don't die, as long as their bodies are still producing blood...

Wisps of red smoke floated from each mountain peak, twisting and heading straight to the end of the deepest peak, the colorful clouds.

100,000 mountains, 100,000 immortals!

Among these 100,000 immortals, half of them had imprints on their eyebrows, and all of them were immortals outside the array! The other half was obviously from the alliance and was frozen here, and I don't know how many spring and autumn periods they had struggled for.

The breath of blood wafted in this colorful world, as if it was integrated into the colorful light, making this beautiful colorful color also become demonic.

One by one, the phantoms floating like ghosts wandered blankly among the 100,000 mountains, and from their mouths, bursts of muttering and chanting came out.

Between the 100,000 mountains, there are still walking corpses, slowly walking in confusion, unable to get out of these 100,000 mountains, their clothes are torn, and their eyes are gray.

Wang Mo silently looked at everything in front of him, and after a long time, he slowly walked forward and entered the 100,000 mountains, the moment his body stepped in, suddenly, these 100,000 mountains seemed to have been triggered by some kind of formation, and the endless wails that were always terrible suddenly stopped at this moment.

The immortals on every mountain peak, at this moment, their blank eyes that were originally looking at the sky actually moved in unison, and all their eyes were like sharp swords, looking directly at Wang Mo! They were not wailing in their mouths, and in an instant, a wave of resentment directly replaced their confused eyes, staring at Wang Mo deadly.

Condensed by the gaze of these 100,000 strange immortals, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and his footsteps paused slightly.

At the same time, the muttering of the large number of mourners floating among the 100,000 mountains also stopped, and their godless eyes stared at Wang Mo one by one.

As if Wang Mo stepped in, the original balance here was suddenly broken, and it was as if a living person suddenly appeared in a group of dead people, extremely abrupt and at the same time, it was sensed by all the dead people.

"Blood... Blood..."In this extreme silence, a whimper with wheezing slowly spread through, and this sound came from the mouth of an immortal from outside the formation from the nearest mountain peak to Wang Mo.

With the appearance of this voice, more whimpering sounds rose into the sky, and all the immortals all uttered the same words!

"Blood... Blood..."The eyes of the 100,000 immortals suddenly turned red, they were no longer sane, staring at Wang Mo deadly, and more and more terrible roars came out of their mouths.

At this moment, the immortal at the top of one of the mountain peaks spurted out a mouthful of blood, and as soon as its blood came out, it immediately turned into a blood mist, and in that blood mist, there seemed to be countless shadows flickering.

Immediately after, more immortals spurted blood at the same time, and the mist turned into blood immediately filled the top of the 100,000 Great Mountain, constantly merging with each other.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed with cold light, and after a pause, he did not hesitate, and took a direct step forward, his speed was fast enough to break through all the void world, and the roaring sound echoed, Wang Mo's figure was like electricity, and he rushed forward directly.

He was extremely fast, and before those red mist could fully merge, he had already rushed out quite a distance, stepping into the depths of the 100,000 mountains, heading straight for the highest peak.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Mo's body was close to the highest mountain, and the moment he saw this, he saw a scene that made him take a deep breath!

In this position, he could clearly see that the 100,000 mountains in this place were not connected to the earth, but were held up by a huge petrified beast, and these 100,000 mountains were pressed on the back of this stone beast!

In other words, these 100,000 mountains are not mountains at all, but the thorns on the back of this huge stone beast!

The stone beast was so big that it occupied the entire colorful alien world, and on the hideous head of the stone beast in the distance, there was a person sitting cross-legged, this person seemed to be middle-aged, but there was an eternal aura emanating from his body, he was there cross-legged, without any life.