I Signed To The House For Three Years, I Went Out And Teared My Hands To The Gods

Chapter 223

"Give you five seconds and leave here right away." The white-haired old man stared at everyone like an ant.

Then he started counting.

However, when the count was halfway up, one of the old figures with a calm face holding a meditation stick suddenly flashed and came to the old man in a flash.

It is Master Hongtian.

"Amitābha."

Before he could finish his words, the Zen stick in Master Hongyi's hand was shocked and knocked towards the white-haired old man.

This strike looked ordinary, and it didn't seem to contain much power.

However, the moment the Zen rod fell, it caused the space to tremble fiercely, and it was actually squeezed and distorted by the terrifying psychic energy fluctuations.

At the same time, the white-haired old man also reacted. He did not expect that someone would dare to attack him!

"Oh, looking for death."

The white-haired old man gave a sullen cry, and his two fingers joined together, and in an instant there was a silver white Sword Qi condensed on the fingertips.

"Geng Zhi Sword Qi!"

With a sigh, Sword Qi burst out, bombarding the quaint bronze Zen stick that could not be dropped.

Boo——

With a muffled noise, the Zen stick shook fiercely, and the stick body was instantly covered with cracks, and then it turned back and flew out.

There was also Master Hongtian flying out with the Zen stick.

"Puff!" Master Hongtian flew upside down, feeling his chest tight, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his expression wilting.

"Wang Jing middle stage? Although it's good, but to the immortal, it's still no more than an ant." The white-haired old man looked at Master Hongtian with contempt.

"The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the earth. When the immortal is away, you can still rule this world."

"Now that the immortal returns, it's time for you group of ants to surrender the right to rule."

"When the immortal retrieves the treasure buried under this sea area, he will order this world, you can only surrender, or die."

With that, the white-haired and white-robed old man looked at Master Hongtian.

Master Hongtian just shook his head and said: "Human race has gone through so many sufferings to establish itself in this world. It only wants to be the master, and it doesn't need anyone to rule or surrender to someone."

Hearing this, the white-haired and white-robed old man's complexion was slightly dark, and his face was cold.

"Ben respects your choice, in that case, it will fulfill you."

As he said, the white-haired old man stared at Master Hongtian: "Let's start with you."

But soon, he was taken aback.

Because he found that Master Hongtian didn't have the slightest frustration or despair on his face, even a trace of it.

There is no frustration.

The white-haired and white-robed old man even noticed that the eyes of Master Hongtian burst into hot light.

That is the light of hope.

Seeing this, the white-haired and white-robed old man frowned and suddenly felt bad.

However, as soon as his thought came up, a coolness appeared in his heart.

call out!

The sound of breaking through the air came, and a silver spear pierced through the space, like a silver dragon, with an aura of shattering everything, containing infinite murderous intent, and it came in an instant.

In response, the old man frowned.

Although faced with such a sword, he can easily resolve it.

But for some reason, there is always a trace of anxiety in his heart.

Sure enough, the moment the spear appeared, a leopard-headed person on the right side, a monster of more than three meters high, suddenly broke out, and his palm soared, like a hill, wrapped in a storm, and slapped him.

At the same time, he sensed that behind him, a figure covered with black mist, a powerful Demon clan exuding a cold aura, slammed a punch at him.

The fists are like thunder, entwined with black lightning, with a terrifying aura of destruction, as if to kill everything.

Several attacks came at the same time, and the space squeezed out loud and trembling violently, as if it was about to collapse.

"Hmph, no matter how many ants are, it's just worms shaking the tree!" The white-haired old man let out a sullen voice, and he wanted to use an attack to block the combined blow.

However, at this moment, his whole body trembled, and his eyes burst into unbelievable colors.

"Can't move?"

"How can this be?!"

Soon, he noticed the sandy beach under his feet, which lit up with golden lines.

These lines burst with mystic energy, confining them.

"Magic circle?!"

"wrong!"

"This is the power of the field!"

"A trivial ant, do you know the field?"

The white-haired and white-robed old man's complexion changed drastically, and his eyes were full of incredible color.

Even after killing him, he couldn't understand why these ordinary human races could master the power of the field.

However, this is not the time to think about this.

Subconsciously, he wanted to seek the help of other people, but he soon discovered that the other people, like him, were all within the surroundings of the field and were also trapped by the magic circle.

"Damn it, careless!" The old man gritted his teeth.

When such an attack falls, even if they are not dead, they have to peel off their skin!

Sure enough, the moment his thought came up, three attacks with completely different energies fell.

"boom!"

A terrifying explosion sounded, mushroom clouds rose, and the violent energy made the space tremble violently, the earth cracked, and hundreds of feet of sea surged up like a doomsday.

"what!"

"Ah!"

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Smoke and dust billowed, sea waves surging, and explosions, mixed with heart-piercing screams, one after another.

On this side, Mo Yun stared at all this, somewhat surprised.

He didn't expect that the combined attack of the three of them, combined with the field, would actually burst out such a terrifying combat power.

As for the field.

This is the last time Master Hongtian gained in Kunlun.

Although he only comprehended some furs, which was far less than Mo Yun, his power was still terrifying when he displayed it.

The strength of the field then cooperates with the three kings to attack with all their strength. Such combat power is enough to cross the Cultivation Base level and threaten the emperor.

And those elders who claim to be immortals, from the perspective of their breath, have just broken through to the emperor realm, and under such an attack, they will peel off if they die.

After a long time, the dust dissipated, and the embarrassed figures of the old men appeared.

At this moment, they are all scorched, their white robes are already in tatters, and there is no such thing as the original fairy wind.

Mo Yun focused his attention, activated the Eye of True Knowledge, and scanned several people.

After that, Mo Yun shook his head disappointedly.

These people are not descendants from outside the territory.

Instead, hundreds of years ago, he accidentally lived on a desert island. After Spiritual Qi recovered, he absorbed the mysterious factor and awakened the powerful and talented human race.

Since they were not descendants from outside the territory, Mo Yun didn't have much interest in them either.

The previous mysticism, which was similar to the fixation technique, was nothing more than a blinding technique. In fact, the old man’s powerful Mental Energy played a role.

But now, these people can't make waves anymore.

He thought for a while, then turned his head and told Liu Xiyan: "You wait here for a while, I'll go to the bottom of the sea to have a look, and I'll be back in a while."

"I'll accompany you." Liu Xiyan subconsciously said.

"No, you are waiting for me up there." Mo Yun said.

"Okay." Liu Xiyan no longer insisted, and nodded obediently.

Mo Yun smiled and turned around for a flash.

In the next second, he came to the submarine volcanic crater.

"Sure enough... not easy."

Looking at the submarine volcanic crater that is several kilometers in diameter, bursting with hot aura and mysterious factors, Mo Yun frowned slightly.

Afterwards, his spirit radiated, capturing the spatial fluctuations he had previously captured.

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