Son-in-law Dan Zun

Terrible power, even the sky changed.

But Luo Wushu's expression remained unchanged.

Instead, he uttered a ridiculous voice: "If you really want to save him, you won't continue to use this kind of offensive that can't reach the stage."

The Xingyuan Sword was cut out again, smashing the Cthulhu Pillar to pieces, but his figure directly descended in front of Motian's fuselage.

"Do not……"

Mo Tianji's expression changed in shock, Luo Wushu's offensive had not yet arrived, he directly shouted a voice of fear.

At this moment, together with An Nenghou, I will be grudged together.

Luo Wushu was right. If An Nenghou really wanted to save him, he wouldn't just use the Cthulhu Pillar.

"I said, God can't save you!" Luo Wushu's cold voice echoed in Mo Tianji's ears.

It's like a judgment from the **** of death.

The Xingyuan Sword engulfed thousands of sword light, and wanted to directly smash it into thousands of pieces.

"Virtual solution!" Mo Tian mobile used the only secret method learned from the evil race outside the territory.

The figure became illusory at this moment, turning into a cloud of black light, wanting to flee away.

However, at the moment when the black light formed, Luo Wushu spit out a cold voice, "Feng!"

At this moment, Luo Wushu seemed to be like a heavenly **** coming to the world, speaking with the law.

The space around him suddenly sank, and it seemed to be blocked at once, making Mo Tianji's figure who wanted to escape far away unsustainable, and even unable to make the space form a hidden inclusion to avoid Luo Wushu's offensive.

"How could this be?" Although Mo Tianji turned into a black light, there was still an incredible voice.

Not willing to accept such a scene.

False solution, but the great saint race, one of the most powerful secrets.

If it weren't before, there was a strong saint who used his body to perform this secret technique.

It is simply difficult for him to learn so fast.

However, at this moment, before Luo Wu wrote, even the secret method of the saints could not produce miraculous effects.

"The frog at the bottom of the well!" Luo Wushu's white clothes fluttered, slightly ironic.

The realm of the two sides was so different that Mo Tianji didn't understand the difference.

However, he was too lazy to explain.

Wouldn't it be nice to make him feel deeply puzzled and unwilling to die with hatred?

The Xingyuan Sword engulfed thousands of sword lights, flooding the black light that Mo Tian's body shadow turned into.

An extremely screaming scream came from it, resounding violently between the world.

Among them, there seems to be a deep sense of unwillingness and resentment, which is moving.

It’s a long story, but in reality everything is in between.

An Nenghou had no idea that Luo Wushu could smash the Cthulhu Pillar so easily.

Only he knew that the second time was much stronger than the first time.

The evil gaze was filled with monstrous anger and murderous intent, staring at Luo Wushu's figure.

"Humble human race, you dare to disobey the original meaning time and time again."

"Today, even if the sky enters the earth, I must kill you this time."

Luo Wushu looked towards An Nenghou noncommitantly, and said lightly, "Don't worry, your fate will be the same as him."

An Nenghou's figure once again punished Luo Wushu.

A black magic pillar emerged in his hand, and was rising against the storm, sweeping appalling fluctuations.

"The Eight Desolate Sacred Magic Pillars!"

The Shocking Devil Column, surrounded by An Nenghou's hands, rushed towards Luo Wushu angrily. The terrifying power was obviously much stronger than the previous Cthulhu Pillar.

"An Nenghou is completely angry. It is an honor for that kid to die under the sacred demon pillar of the Eight Desolations." The evil clan outside the territory sneered.

Not everyone is qualified to let An Nenghou use the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Pillar.

"Return to the market!"

Xingyuan Sword cut out again.

The horrible storm of swordsmanship converged with the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Columns with an offensive that would destroy the world and destroy the earth.

The space was crazily shattered, and even the battlefields of Mo Shangxian and Soul Tianyou were affected, and they paused for a while.

This Luo Wushu's strength is so amazing?

Especially Mo Shangxian, although he has always been in the Mo clan, he is no stranger to Luo Wushu's name.

He has always wanted to see...

What an outstanding man is the person who makes An Yixue think about it day and night like a goddess.

What kind of pride is that good brother who made his son, who has always been talking about him, has been talking about him.

Although he had thought Luo Wushu as good as possible in his mind, he still underestimated it.

This is more than excellent enough to describe it?

Mo Shangxian only felt that his age was no different from living with a dog.

And the look of Huntianyou was extremely gloomy.

Why are there changes again and again today?

An Nenghou embraced the figure of the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Pillar, and was shaken back under the terrifying kendo storm.

His gaze was staring at Luo Wushu, full of disbelief.

"How can your strength be so strong?"

He knew that when Luo Wushu was slaying Wang Yuan in the Qingfeng Region, his strength was barely surpassing the Heavenly Sovereign Realm, and he couldn't reach this level at all.

"You should be thinking about how to survive today." Luo Wushu let out a cold voice.

The Xingyuan Sword came out again.

The shocking collision, the frantic eruption, but after a few breaths of effort, the Xingyuan Sword collided with the Eight Desolate Sacred Demon Pillar no less than a hundred times.

Every time, when An Neng was at a disadvantage, the danger was all around, and he became more and more embarrassed.

And this scene also shocked countless people, crazy, "Luo Wushu is really too strong!"

In contrast, only Luo Wushu seemed calm.

If An Nenghou was not an evil race outside the territory, he would be replaced by a general third-rank Heavenly Sovereign Realm, and with his current cultivation base and strength, he would have been killed.

"Little beast, let's spare your life today, and wait until your current strength recovers a little bit. I will definitely break your corpse into thousands of pieces."

An Nenghou knows that today's things cannot be done, and immediately retreats in his heart.

"You don't have that chance!" Luo Wushu said coldly.

"If Ben Hou wants to leave, in this low-level world, no one can stop Ben Hou!" An Nenghou said confidently.

Subsequently. Looking at a group of evil races outside the territory, "Go!"

After the words fell, the figures of many powerful evil races outside the territory turned into thick black lights, and the evil atmosphere suddenly became a hundred times richer.

"Then you guys try!"

Luo Wushu stepped out.

The Xuanhuang Pagoda emerged in front of him, and a sacred light bloomed from the quaint tower, like a pure world, making many evil races outside the territories feel a huge suppression.

In the dense black light, there seemed to be bright spots of light, like pupils of the eyes, revealing an incomparable sense of horror and fear.

Even An Nenghou was staring at the Xuanhuang Pagoda at this moment, as if seeing an extremely terrifying existence.

An incomparable sense of fear filled my heart.

"It... why is it in your hands?"