The flames were raging, and the entire mountain range was like a furnace of flames in the fiery temperature.

The small vegetation on the surface of the mountain was burned to ashes in the flick of a finger, and a pungent smoke wafted through the air.

"Roar!" Above the mountain, a flame dog roared wildly, and with every opening of its mouth full of hideous teeth, a tornado of flames poured out.

Wherever the flames passed, even the mountains and rocks that had not been worn away by thousands of years of wind and sun were burned into liquid by the terrifying heat.

Suddenly, the Flame Dog's frantic voice came into disarray, and a scythe slashed through the sky, slashing through the Flame Dog's neck with a mark that the naked eye could not capture at all.

After a short lull.

"Poof!" the dog's head was thrown away, and blood gushed from the incision like a spring on the beast's body that had not yet fallen.

Before the headless body of the Flame Dog could fall completely, a gray mist suddenly condensed less than ten feet from where it stood.

The body of the dead mother-in-law, solidified from nothingness, stood on top of this mountain that was almost melted by the flames.

"You are very good, if it weren't for being a slave in the Yin family, hindering your state of mind and hindering your path to cultivating the truth, now in the Eastern Realm, there will be a place for you. ”

Looking at the corpse in front of her, the dead mother-in-law stretched out her arm, and her shriveled palm caught the death scythe that had just killed the flame dog.

coughed lightly twice, and a gloomy hoarse voice floated out of the mouth of the dead mother-in-law, "Ahem, the next one is the young master of your family." The red clouds are decided, and I will get it. ”

On the other side, outside the Spirit City.

"Death!" is a calm word, but it contains infinite killing intent.

A pair of huge silver palms stretched out from Yin Hao's arms, and the demon-like power suddenly exploded.

I wanted to crush Xu Mu directly who was imprisoned in the ten fingers of that palm.

Just as the surrounding monks thought, Yinhao was also ready to kill Xu Mu under this blow.

Xuanmang Tiangang is an extremely important force in the Silver Soul Method.

Yin Hao had just broken through the Silver Soul Method to the realm of Xiaocheng before he could release this forbidden power.

Unless the half-step body realm monk is there in person, it will be difficult for even the Nine Heavenly Cultivators of the Imperial Qi to take his trick Xuanmang Tiangang.

So, under the regretful gaze of many monks, the pair of silver palms were completely closed together, without a single gap.

"It's a pity that a genius who can rival Yinhao has fallen like this. Among the monks watching the battle, an elderly monk had a look of regret on his face.

He is limited by talent, he has cultivated for seventy or eighty years, and he is only the sixth heaven of imperial qi, as his age increases, his potential is exhausted, and he is estimated to have no hope in his life, breaking through the seventh heaven of imperial qi.

Now that he saw a genius fall in front of him, he naturally couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

"Maybe this is the path of genius, the real peerless powerhouse, which one has not stepped on the body of countless geniuses, only then did he stand out and forge his own path to being a strong man. The other, a short and fat old man about the same age as the old man, couldn't help but sigh.

"I said, you two old men, do you know what a genius is? Only those who stand to the end in battle can be called geniuses, and only those who lose are losers, and only those who win can be called geniuses. ”

A young man who had cultivated the Seven Heavenly Heavens of Imperial Qi heard the discussion of the two old men, and said with a disdainful expression: "Now that Yin Hao has won, he can be called a genius, and as for that one-armed boy, no one will remember what his name is." A loser deserves to be called a genius?"

The young man's cultivation is quite high, and he is the best in his sect, so he speaks so openly.

The two old men, hearing the young man's voice, all showed a look of jealousy.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Yin Hao frowned, and he noticed a detail.

Not a single drop of blood flowed out of the pair of silver giant palms he controlled, and according to his strength, the one-armed boy should have been crushed.

How could it not be possible not to shed a drop of blood.

Thinking of this, Yin Hao's heart suddenly rose with an ominous premonition.

Suddenly.

"Boom!" the terrifying coercion exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Countless multicolored glows shone out from the subtle gaps in the pair of giant palms controlled by Yin Hao.

Then, the pair of silver giant palms began to tremble violently, as if there was a wild beast about to break free.

"Open!" Xu Mu's voice sounded, with endless domineering, resounding throughout the entire area.

"Boom!" the giant palm exploded, and the silver brilliance turned into dots of silver and finally disappeared into the air.

Immediately, a multicolored aura shot down from the exploding silver giant palm with a brilliant arc.

With terrifying coercion, the road traveled caused countless air shocks.

"What kind of spiritual magic is this!" Feeling the terrifying coercion spreading from the colorful figure, Yin Hao's face was unwilling and angry.

For the first time, he lost a battle with a monk of his generation.

"No matter what spiritual technique you use, it can't be compared to my Silver Soul Method, you still have to die!"

With a roar, Yin Hao's silver hair was windless, and then under his crazy condensation, the pair of silver giant palms that had been shattered by Xu Mu were reorganized again.

Then, the giant palm was pinched into a fist mark and smashed towards the oncoming Xu Mu.

On the other hand, above the sky, Xu Mu's eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water at the moment.

At the moment when he had just opened the Fa Xiang, his entire mind entered a wonderful feeling that he had never felt before.

Everything in this world seems to be frozen in this moment.

In his mind, an image that had been almost forgotten by him once again emerged from his memory.

It was a chaotic and hazy world, where there was no passage of time, no sound or color, and the world seemed to freeze and lifeless.

I don't know how many years later, a little green flashed in this haze, and then a vast sacred tree rose to the sky.

With endless power, this chaotic world will be held up between heaven and earth.

This picture is a dream that Xu Mu had when he broke through the triple heaven of imperial qi and awakened the spiritual root of the colorful spirit tree. That dream, after the sacred tree grows, the picture comes to me dumbly.

If it weren't for this memory, which automatically poured out of his mind, Xu Mudu would have forgotten this dream.

This time, the picture in Xu Mu's mind has a new continuation.

I saw that on that sacred tree, with the passage of time, endless fruits were produced one after another, and the color of each fruit was different.

It grows between the branches of the sacred tree like this, and it shines with its own color.

When Xu Mu wanted to take a closer look, the appearance of one of the fruits was found, but he found that it seemed to be a small fruit.

It kept zooming in before his eyes until it filled his entire field of vision.

"Boom!" Breaking through the clouds, Xu Mu's consciousness appeared on a vast land.

This is a world that Xu Mu has never seen before, on the earth, a huge demon beast like a mountain that he can't even name, roaring at the sky, fighting each other, and drinking blood.

Countless mountains exploded in the battle of these demon beasts, cracks appeared in the earth, and the mountains roared like a tsunami, like the end of the world.