Erha's words fell, the old man carried him with his right hand, and without saying a word, he directly raised his left hand to knock it away.

I didn't even look at Erha who flew into the distance, clapped my hands together, stretched out my little thumb and put it next to my ear and took it out, looked at Xu Mo in confusion and asked, "Why is that Erha gone, is it that he is running away to sleep again?"

However, Xu Mo just sat up on the table, clasped his hands into fists and said respectfully: "Senior, if you mean something, then the junior won't bother much." ”

After all that's said. Directly got up and ran towards the place where he came, for fear that he would be swallowed alive by the old man a second late, and just took two steps, his figure froze, and a series of colorful beams of light appeared under his feet, fixing his feet in place.

Encountering the current situation, Xu Mo turned to look at the old man unhurriedly, he was very puzzled now, why didn't the old man let him go, after all, what should be said was almost finished, and there was no point in staying here.

As he watched the old man wait for an answer, the stone table turned into dust and was carried away by the wind, and dark clouds appeared in the sky, covering all the sunlight of this world, as if the light was blocked by a rag.

'Hmm,' the old man looked up at the sky, as if he had sensed something, and when his eyes met the dark clouds, the clouds suddenly separated from each side and revealed a bare passage, and out of them came a young man dressed in black.

His face seemed to be obscured by a layer of fog, and he couldn't see his true face with the naked eye, even if Xu Mo used his spiritual sense to detect, it was still the same, as if his face was a fog.

With a faint smile, the old man glanced at the young man, raised his thin palm, and waved at him like a fly, and the power of endless rules surged out, firmly fixing the young man in the air.

As if he didn't feel his body restrained, the young man shook his body slightly, and slowly stepped out of the blockade of the rules, stood in the sky and glanced at Xu Mo, then his eyes moved to the old man, stretched out his middle finger and bent it and rubbed it on his forehead.

Standing in the sky, he lowered his arm and stared at the old man with his eyes like a torch, and sighed: "Is it possible, the former supreme wants to rebel against me, you must know that your time has passed." ”

Without waiting for the old man to respond, he shook his hand and said indifferently again: "Now this era is controlled by me, and no one is allowed to disobey, so how much of your supreme power can you exert now?"

Nodding and raising his eyes, the old man calmly admitted: "Our era has passed, but in the future, this kid will definitely become the master of this era." As he spoke, he raised his hand and opened his index finger to point at Xu Mo.

Hearing this, the young man turned his head to look at Xu Mo again, his gaze was like ten thousand thunderbolts, which exploded directly in Xu Mo's mind, and now everything around Xu Mo has changed, there is no existence of time, and there is no land to stand on, only the endless starry sky.

"Hehe, how long do you think he can stay in it, a hundred years or a thousand years, or a century?"

Raising his feet, he walked towards the old man, and finally kept mocking as he walked, as if telling an inconsequential little thing.

"You" The old man clenched his fist with one hand, but he didn't dare to hit it for a long time, he knew that as long as he attacked, then everyone except him would die, and it would be okay for himself and his grandson to die, but Xu Mo would never allow damage.

It can be said that he is a bet of this era, not a personal bet, the power of countless dimensions is all concentrated in his body, and he can see his extraordinary, no matter what, he can't be allowed to die today.

In a short period of time, the old man thought a lot, raised his clenched fist, and then put it down again, he didn't dare to bet on this era, his strength couldn't be forced.

Only quietly waited for Xu Mo, so that the young man did not dare to come to kill him, and the artistic conception attack could only resist hard, so he couldn't stop the young man from exerting his artistic conception on Xu Mo.

The two looked at each other, the young man smiled quietly, and a seat full of skulls appeared in the air, and the air of the nine shadows on it swirled, and the ghosts around him hissed, but he still sat on it as usual.

......

In the vast starry sky, there were many meteors constantly colliding towards Xu Mo, but they were all narrowly avoided by him.

Time passed bit by bit, the number of meteors gradually increased, Xu Mo was also tired of dodging, and there were still many times when he was accidentally hit, and each impact would knock him far away.

But he was able to resist until rows of planets appeared behind him and collided with him, the area of the planet was so large that it was impossible to dodge, so he was hit again and again.

Now that he is covered with scars, dripping blood is flowing through the holes in his clothes, which is particularly shocking, and people can't help but gasp.

"Artistic conception of virtual reality, real to virtual!"

All kinds of tricks were exhausted, and in the end he had to use the power of artistic conception to resist, after all, if there was no way to use artistic conception, then he would really die here.

The discovery of the huge planet in front of him fluttered and turned into an illusory sphere passing through him, and this discovery gave him a lot of confidence, after all, there was a solution, and it was better than standing there waiting for death.

In addition, he also discovered that there was a kind of thing, that is, to release the artistic conception here, without causing mental exhaustion, and this discovery made him very happy.

So without much hesitation, he directly unfolded his sixfold artistic conception, first used the artistic conception of killing to wipe out the creatures above, and then used the artistic conception of time to restore the planet to its unborn form.

Constantly rehearsing their own artistic conception, I found that my artistic conception was very fast, so I worked harder to release my artistic conception.

The good times did not last long, and a planet with a dazzling light crashed into him, and the heat on it could melt things together, and there was no doubt that this was the solar star, the sun star that gives life to all things.

A behemoth like this can't compete with it at all with his own artistic conception, but even if he can't compete with it, he can use his artistic conception to slow it down.

Looking at the sun star that was getting closer and closer to him, Xu Mo stretched out his arms, then closed his eyes, and said softly: "The right hand is yin, the left hand is the effect, the rhythm of cause and effect, Kunxu Dao Eye, open!"

Just released the artistic conception, but also let him feel a new artistic conception, that is, the artistic conception of cause and effect, there must be a cause, then use cause and effect to find the person who sent him here, and then use the Kunxu Daoyan to open the wormhole and give him a big gift.

Now Xu Mo is thinking like this, the space in front of him is constantly distorted, the light reflected by the sun star is also distorted, the air flow of creation and destruction is constantly surging, and the sun star is being swallowed up little by little.