Ancestor Heiyun has not encountered such an arrogant person for a long time. He only remembers the last time.

What is his identity? What's Su Mo's status?

At this time, he was naturally too lazy to show off his rhetoric with Su Mo, a descendant who was separated by countless generations.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, he took action decisively, and once he took action, it was the killer move in the Hedao stage!

When he reaches his level, his words are followed by the law! Every word and deed can already interfere with the great avenue of heaven and earth!

When this palm falls, as if with divine help, the general trend of heaven and earth will crush it together.

Su Mo looked like he was just facing Patriarch Heiyun's palm! In fact, the whole world is overturned!

And for all this, the ones who have the deepest feelings are Yin Jiao and Mo Yuluo!

The two of them were closest to Su Mo, so they knew the power of this palm! It is simply not something that ordinary monks can easily resist.

They tried to activate the spiritual energy in their bodies, but they felt as if their bodies were as heavy as iron, and their spiritual energy was stagnant.

Along with the whole world, every flower, every plant, every tree, even the wind and air are faintly hostile to them, seeming to be resistance, blocking their way!

"It's useless. The power of the Hedao stage is beyond the imagination of ants like you."

Ancestor Heiyun shook his head and sighed.

The weathered and cloudy eyes opened and closed, but they seemed to have divine light blooming, looking at the struggles of Mo Yuluo and others with a look of compassion.

"I want him dead, he can't live."

"If I want him alive, no one can take him away."

"It's a pity that a good cultivator will die just because he bumped into me."

Ancestor Heiyun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Su Mo in the field, filled with an aura that swept across the world, and said indifferently,

Chains of order in all directions stretched out towards Su Mo as he spoke, tightly entangling him.

This world was completely blocked, making it impossible for Su Mo to even escape.

Mo Yuluo and Yin Jiao looked at each other, with a hint of unwillingness in their eyes. They wanted to rescue them, but they couldn't!

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, and they watched blankly as the attack fell towards Su Mo.

boom--

As soon as the terrifying attack fell, the big black handprint completely crushed it and raised a large amount of dust.

The whole ground cracked and trembled.

The strength and expression of the Hedao stage are completely different from those of Nascent Soul Transformation!

In the Divine Transformation Stage alone, without activating the mountain-protecting formation, the entire Xuantian Sect can be razed to the ground with one palm.

But in the Hedao stage, the expressiveness seems to be not as good as that of Transforming God, but this is not the case.

In the Hedao period, the control of one's own power has reached a certain level.

You can only kill the people you want to kill without harming the rest.

Therefore, although the handprint was monstrous, all the Dao Yun was just crushing towards Su Mo. The others, while marveling at the power, were not affected at all.

"After so many years, we can actually see the Daxiu in the Hedao stage take action again!"

Many people in black murmured, looking indescribably excited,

They knew that the moment Patriarch Heiyun took action, the situation was decided!

No matter how talented Su Mo is, it should be difficult for him to make waves in the hands of Patriarch Heiyun.

After all, the gap between the two of them is like a chasm.

"He is proud enough to die in my hands. He has already made a name for himself on his way to life."

Ancestor Heiyun's Taoist robes were flying and he said indifferently.

He seemed to disdain to stay for a long time, and turned around confidently, ready to turn around and leave.

"Su Mo!"

Looking at the billowing smoke, Yin Jiao choked up in his words.

Mo Yuluo stood there with thoughts in his eyes.

"Okay, what are you pretending to be?"

"Are you crying about why I'm not dead yet?"

Su Mo stepped out of the smoke, glanced at the silver dragon angrily, pulled her white hair, and said dissatisfiedly.

I saw that he was spotless, not to mention that he had fallen, and there was not even a single injury on his body.

"Master...well, no, just listen to my excuses..."

"I knew the master would not die so easily."

The white-haired loli looked embarrassed. She didn't expect that her genius acting skills could be seen through so easily.

But if Su Mo really died, would he be happy?

After all... I will be free again... right? But just now, when the attack came, why did my heart get excited?

In the distance, Patriarch Heiyun, who was strolling, could not help but stiffen.

He turned back in disbelief, his pupils shrank sharply, and there was confusion in his eyes.

He was very confident just now. After that blow, there should be no more Su Mo's breath in this world.

But why...at this time...he appeared again? !

"You are right. You should be proud to be able to fight with me."

Looking at Ancestor Heiyun, Su Mo nodded in rare agreement.

"absurd!--"

Ancestor Heiyun was too lazy to talk nonsense and struck down another blow without believing in evil.

This time, the clouds in the sky were turning, and the entire air was withdrawn at this moment. A golden meteorite was summoned out of thin air and fell from the sky. It was burning with red flames and engraved with black mysterious symbols like tadpoles. The text burned the air and was as heavy as the sky.

This is his magical power, the Heavenly Meteor Technique, which is his great magical power to defeat the enemy. At this time, he is attacking a junior.

It has been given extremely high attention, and it feels like killing a chicken with a bull's-eye.

This situation and this scene seem like a world-ending disaster.

Everyone's eyes all reflected the falling black and red meteorites! Magnify in your eyes, magnify again!

Su Mo still stood there, without dodging.

"It's a rare beauty."

Su Mo opened and closed his eyes, with a faint golden light, black and red intertwined.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, still not dodging, but rarely praised.

Boom--

The next moment, the meteorite had already crashed down.

"You have no regrets in your life if you can take my magical power."

Seeing that this attack really hit Su Mo, the Black Cloud Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief, flicked his sleeves, and once again regained his usual calmness, and said slowly.

"No, what is this person doing?"

"I don't know, it's a bit pretentious."

"After all, he is old... maybe his eyes are blurry."

The bustling voices sounded,

Mo Yuluo and Yin Jiao had already started to discuss as if no one was around, and their voices were so beautiful, like two chirping larks.

"You guys, don't bully other old people. Is it really okay to say this in front of each other?"

Su Mo was very helpless and walked out of the fog again.

"Next time, can you not make it so chaotic?"

"It was a big show, but the power was just tickling me?"

Su Mo tilted his head, very puzzled.

He was still dressed in white, spotless.

"Something."

The Black Cloud Ancestor narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Even with his mentality, he was a little uneasy at this time and began to attack one after another.

"Mountain-Crossing Seal!"

"Qiankun Ding!"

...

At this time, he had already used all his means, his hair and beard were erected, his demeanor was gone, and even his magic weapon was sacrificed.

But Su Mo was like nothing happened, letting him move the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire, but he still couldn't hurt him a bit.

After fighting for half a quarter of an hour, Su Mo was still unharmed, yawning boredly, chatting and amusing with Mo Yuluo and Yin Jiao.

He was even hesitating whether to play a deck of cards...

It made the Black Cloud Ancestor himself panting.

"No, what's the matter?"

"Could it be that the Black Cloud Patriarch is really old? Otherwise, how could he not even deal with a junior?"

The black-clothed men looked at each other. The battle that was originally a sure win became confusing again.

The legend about the Black Cloud Patriarch seemed to be shattered by the young man in white at this moment!

The wind was strong and it was a bit bad!

"I think he is just old. He can't refuse to admit defeat!"

"Why do you want to be a villain? What kind of monster is he doing at the critical moment?"

The disciples of Xuantian Sect also whispered.

Seeing that the Black Cloud Patriarch couldn't do anything to Su Mo, he was completely relaxed!

At this moment, the Black Cloud Patriarch looked as if he had aged by a dozen years, and his waist was completely hunched.

Because he found that he really couldn't do anything to Su Mo even if he used all his means.

To show respect, he even used the means of the Hedao period, but it was useless except wasting energy.

"Ancestor Black Cloud, I think you are really old."

"He has already mastered the origin of space. Not to mention you, even if you are a great power in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, don't even think about hurting him!"

A vicissitudes of life voice sounded.

But the void changed again, a golden road broke through the space and appeared in this world. A figure with golden light shining and emitting thousands of feet of light also stepped out of the void.

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