On the island, mortals come and go, some hawkers shout and drink, and some talk and laugh in the restaurant, a peaceful place, like a paradise. Above the sky, there are even monks flying with swords, or rainbows passing by. Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky, and from the crack diffused a mysterious power that made people chill throughout.

"What's that!" said a scholar on the street, pointing to the sky, and said in horror, feeling as if he was about to be sucked into it, and was terrified.

"Poof", a blood splash, a monk accidentally hit the crack, and it was immediately torn apart, and even the hard magic weapon was difficult to preserve.

"What is this, how can there be a crack, go and pass the sound to the master, let the old man take a look, this is definitely not something we can deal with. A good-looking nun stared at the crack with an ominous premonition.

"Hey, Elder Hua, what do you see it is? With the cultivation of the old man Jin Dan in the middle stage, he actually felt a burst of shock, and it seemed to be very ominous. In the teahouse, the two old men poked out their senses, and then their eyes glared, the teacup in their hands fell to the ground, and with the sound of the cup breaking, the two Jindan monks slowly fell to the ground.

"Hmph, just a golden pill ant, I don't know whether I am dead or alive. A cold snort came from the crack, and then a white-haired old man strode out. As one step fell, more cracks appeared between heaven and earth, densely packed, like cobwebs, spreading for hundreds of miles. Just walking around at will, between gestures, even heaven and earth can't withstand his great power.

The old man's gaze swept over, and a hundred-mile-long crack appeared in the space in front of him, which even divided the island below into two, but all the creatures that touched the crack exploded one after another, without exception! Just one gaze was like reopening the heavens and the earth, crushing all beings.

"Seniors! The juniors dared to ask, but the sins of the past were due to the seniors, why did the seniors want to destroy my Fusu Island, and begged the seniors to give a reason!" an old man stepped into the air, his eyes were about to split, and he asked loudly. He didn't understand that Fusu Island had always had no quarrel with the world, so how could it be so unjustifiable. This is a paradise that he has worked hard for hundreds of years to open up with a few Taoist friends. It can be said that most of his life's efforts have been put on this island. He would never allow anyone to destroy the island he had poured so much effort into on a whim, even if the other party's cultivation was unfathomable.

"Dare to ask the immortals, what is our crime!" Tens of thousands of mortals stepped forward, their eyes wide with anger, and asked the old man like a demon god loudly. Their roots are here, their ancestors and grandchildren are on this island, but they have been slaughtered and destroyed by a gaze.

In the face of such a scene, even the Yuanying Monk couldn't help but be afraid, and tens of thousands of people shouted, this kind of momentum was by no means idle. However, the white-haired old man's eyes were cold, unmoved, his mana was as vast as the sea, but with a little fingertips, a third of the island was immediately turned into powder.

"The reason is that you can't wait for the ants, and the ants have no qualifications to live, and it is a great honor for you to become the nutrients for the restoration of this king. The old man spoke without any waves, as if the lives of all beings were just a casual remark to him.

Under the unwilling faces of the monks and mortals, the old man slowly raised his finger and tapped it gently. The cracks in the space spread, the guide islands no longer existed, and even the boundless sea water has dropped a lot. This kind of great power is beyond the heaven and earth, and even the Heavenly Dao is difficult to compete with such an existence.

Suddenly, his gaze glanced at the Zhuangyuan Mansion, where an old Confucian stood in this mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He has been studying diligently for more than 70 years, just to understand the way to help the world and save the people. Knowing that he was in his old age, he thought that he had achieved something in his studies, so he devoted himself to the imperial examination and became the first in the imperial examination!

He crossed the horse and paraded the streets, preaching his own political way, he saw the emperor in person, admonished him with death, was respected by the emperor, gave Shang Fang a sword, and punished the ten great ministers.

He was an unyielding old man, and he was respected by countless mortals and even many monks.

He calmly looked at the old man who was standing high in the sky, overlooking all living beings, and spoke with contempt and anger: "Those who are above them, those who bully those who are below, ants! You seem to be killing between heaven and earth, but you are just an ant that bullies the weak!"

The old man was still unwavering, and a thunderbolt appeared in his eyes, splitting this ancient old man into pieces.

"Hmm, this old Confucian is not simple, he has a heroic and righteous spirit, and he has surpassed several foundation building ants for the recovery of his injuries. This was the old man's second sentence, and the killing and obliteration continued.

"You're not human!" a mortal dressed as a prince scolded angrily in the mansion, and in his arms lay a corpse of his beloved wife, with whom he had promised to grow old together. But now, the family is ruined, and all the good things have turned into smoke, he hates it!

However, under the finger of another finger, hundreds of thousands of lives dissipated, turned into Dao vitality, and integrated into the old man's body.

Suddenly, a thousand-foot mountain collapsed, and a figure teleported out, holding a long knife, and slashed forward with the power of opening the mountain. However, the Yuanying Cultivator, who was full of mana, struck with all his strength and paused in mid-air, unable to save.

"It's just a baby, I don't know whether I live or die. The old man sneered, then slowly walked up to the infant monk and slowly put his hand into his abdomen. Then, the body of the infant monk fell straight down, sinking into the endless sea. In the hands of the old man, there is an extra yuan baby.

The little man howled angrily and suddenly exploded himself. However, the absolute gap in cultivation caused him to not even be able to hurt a single hair of the old man by blowing himself up.

The old man frowned slightly, then stretched out his right palm and pressed it downward, and in an instant, the island shattered, and its vitality was lost. Whether it is a mortal or a monk, a plant or a demon beast, no one is spared. Everything exploded. The blood and water stained the endless sea red, and countless corpses and bones drifted on the endless sea.

"It's not enough, the strength that can be exerted now is at most just the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, and it has to be killed again." The old man muttered to himself, and then looked into the distance, spanning millions of miles, and landed on the Guangyang Ancient Sect. Immediately, he stepped out and disappeared into the spatial crack.

Within the Wu Yuan Sect

Luo Yuan sat cross-legged, his body was shrouded in five-colored divine glow, the purple gas was permeated, and his body was full of light, as if connecting heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. The runes swirled in the sky, constantly imprinting his limbs and bones, and making his flesh glow.

The sound in his ears was endless, as if there was a roar in heaven and earth. Then, a strong burst of vitality, and within a radius of fifty miles, the earth slowly grew tender grass, and the trees grew much taller. His physical body is gradually stepping towards the Silver Bone Rune Realm, and an ancestor-level figure is about to appear......