Yunlan Heavenly Pavilion, leaning on a large mountain behind it, this mountain towers into the clouds.

The extremely suppressed roar came from the halfway point of the mountain, and then two black-brown palms poked out from the smooth cross-section of the mountainside.

Peeling away the surrounding earth and stones, an old man with a scarlet face walked out of it, his gray-white hair waving in the wind, and the shabby Taoist robe on his body was extraordinary.

Fixedly, he flew towards Xu Mo like a sharp sword, and the space where he passed continued to tremble, and the majestic artistic conception of dead wood surrounded him and turned into a halo.

After a while, he came to Xu Mo's side, and without saying a word, he directly raised his hand and clicked it, and the artistic conception of the dead wood turned into chains, firmly imprisoning it in the air.

Feeling the power of the other party's transformation gods, as well as the power of artistic conception, Xu Mo, who was already in critical condition, was so messed up that he spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air.

"Shattered Sky!"

Looking at Xu Mo, who could stalemate with his artistic conception, the Tang family's eyes widened, and he reached into the void in confusion.

A bloodthirsty scythe was grabbed from the void by him, brandished the sickle in his hand, and looked at Xu Mo intently, because he didn't know if this Yuanying Great Perfection peak monk in his eyes had any hole cards in the back hand.

Raising his eyes and quietly staring at the Tang family's grandfather, he shouted in a low voice: "The law of the town is now!"

With Xu Mo's low shout, the surrounding space all changed greatly, and a scene of demonic souls between the illusory and the unreal came out, not to mention the monks of the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, even if they were the monks of the Great Perfection of the Divine Transformation, they were also terrified.

Gray air currents surged, condensing towards one place, and the bighead man in an ancient robe, holding a black ink-colored sickle, quietly watched the prince of the Tang family.

He didn't turn his head, he just opened his mouth, and then said hoarsely, "Lord, what do you call me?"

The imprisoned artistic conception chains around him were directly shattered by the powerful aura, Xu Mo raised his tired arm, pointed at the Tang family Taigong and said indifferently: "Behead, him!"

"Do as the Lord commands!"

The sound of a grinding stone came out again, and then before the Tang family prince could react, a black sickle slashed directly head-on.

Frightened, he raised his hand and was tired of coping, but even if he blocked it casually, he directly retreated hundreds of feet before he stabilized his body.

The bighead carp turned around suddenly, looked at Xu Mo in confusion, and asked blankly: "This, Lord, my strength ......!"

In response to the questioning of the bighead carp, Xu Mo replied weakly: "I failed to transform into a god, I was injured in my body, and I just forcibly used the artistic conception and extreme realm, and now my strength can no longer be maintained, cough cough!"

When Xu Mo's words fell, the body of the bighead carp was like porcelain, shattering piece by piece, until it finally turned into a gray air stream and drilled into Xu Mo's body.

The Tang family prince in the distance smiled fiercely, raised the sickle in his hand and slashed at Xu Mo, and the surrounding void was slashed by it, revealing a black nothingness.

Seeing the indomitable ferocity of the Tang family's prince, Xu Mo's eyes and pupils each fainted a scene of creation and destruction, and a small red electric snake roamed in the corner of his eye.

With a move of raising his hand, these things turned into air currents and gathered towards his palm, and the phantom of a sword appeared, using it to block the attack of the Tang family prince.

He also flew upside down, hitting the collapsed building with his back, in order to use the cushion to make his body stop.

"Yes, with the Yuanying realm, you can eat my blow without dying, you are proud enough!"

Seeing that his attack did not kill the other party, the prince of the Tang family waved the sickle in his hand and flew towards Xu Mo, and then stood above his head and said with a sigh.

Xu Mo, who fell in the ruins, weakly let go of his palm, and the Void Pole Dao Sword fell to the ground with a 'clang', and then turned into two air currents and drilled into his pupils.

Now that Xu Mo was exhausted, he raised his tired eyes, shook his head lightly and asked weakly: "The prince of the Tang family, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill me?"

Hearing Xu Mo's words, the prince of the Tang family waved his hand to disperse the sickle in his hand, plucked his ear with the little thumb of his right hand, and said with a cruel smile: "Heh, you killed my junior disciple, why can't I kill you?"

Hearing the resentful words of the Tang family prince, everyone present was moved, but they didn't know who the junior disciples of the Tang family prince were, so more than ten people turned their eyes to Xu Mo and waited for him to speak.

I scratched my head and thought about it again, but I never remembered it, so I asked, "I don't know who your junior disciple is, why do you want to kill him?"

"Tiannan City, among the group of people who were slapped to death by your palm, there is another disciple of my junior, pity my ancestors and grandchildren!"

As he spoke, the old tears of the Tang family began to soar, and everyone present was also overwhelmed by his emotion, and couldn't help but cover their mouths and whimper.

No matter how you look at it, the princess of the Tang family is a lonely old man, and his only grandson was also slapped to death by Xu Mo, and it is estimated that he did not even collect the corpse in his later years, and he was also a poor little old man.

Just when everyone was sentimental, the prince of the Tang family suddenly straightened his head, looked behind Xu Mo, and shouted: "Who! Get out!"

"Yo Yo Yo, I said Xiao Tang, I haven't seen you for so long, and I don't even know you anymore?"

With a folding fan and a warm smile like spring, the handsome young man walked out of the void and looked at the Tang family indifferently.

Although the surrounding area was dusty, it couldn't touch him in the slightest, and all of them were blocked out of the body, which seemed so weird and puzzling.

Not only that, but behind the young man, there was also a brown bear about three feet tall, which made people not have a trace of how terrible this bear was, but it was a little funny.

Leave aside the brown bear, because there is a monkey behind the bear, and the monkey is holding a banana in his hand and eating it as if no one is there.

If you look closely, there is a small bird with fiery red hair on the monkey's shoulder, looking left and right, looking so clever.

Seeing this pomp, the prince of the Tang family frowned and muttered, "Beast Keeper, Prince Wenlan!"

Seeing that the Tang family recognized himself, Prince Wenlan folded the fan in his hand and smiled happily: "Haha, yes, it's right below!"

"This is impossible, didn't you already soar a thousand years ago?" The Tang family prince hurriedly denied his words, as if he had seen some great terror, and kept retreating.

"Prince Wenlan, according to the classics, he had the strength of the middle stage of divine transformation when he ascended, but that realm was too far away, so no one studied whether it was accurate or not!"

"He is the son of Wenlan who suppressed an era, according to the classics, he can control all beasts in one word, whoever makes him unhappy, ten thousand beasts can consume people to death. ”

He has a magical power, according to records, he can summon ancient extinct beasts, which can be called the beasts of destroying the world, and he has summoned them twice, once to uproot the enemy's sect, and the other to destroy the three hundred sect elders who besieged him. ”