"Hurry back!"

The brocade-clothed man's heart was shocked, and the self-explosion of the peak powerhouse of the Emperor Realm, even with his cultivation, had to retreat temporarily.

All around, whether it is the illusionary aspect or the vicissitudes of cultivation, at this moment, they are completely dissipated like a tide.

"Are you able to walk?!"

Just as the man in brocade wanted to retreat and escape from here, the Mo Pavilion powerhouse who had exploded himself reached out with a big hand.

In an instant, the void shook slightly, as if there was an invisible big hand, and with one hand, it pinched the man in brocade and imprisoned him in place, unable to move.

"Not good!"

The face of the man in brocade changed greatly, the person who blew himself up was self-destructing the spiritual sea with spiritual power, at the moment before the self-detonation, the surging spiritual power would inevitably be greatly increased, otherwise, it would be impossible for the other party to imprison himself in place.

"Saint King Spiegel!"

Between the lightning and flint, the man in brocade let out a loud shout, and in an instant, a white glow as clear as the bright moon was radiating on him.

"Boom!"

In the sky, under the gaze of many people, the body of the strong man of Mo Ge exploded.

The terrifying energy fluctuations completely stirred up the general trend of the surrounding void, and a supreme force that shocked the heart violently destroyed the void there.

"Poof!"

In the midst of the boiling heat, a brocade-clothed figure was shocked and flew far away, and at that moment just now, the brocade-clothed man reacted quickly and wrapped himself in a strong body protection method.

But even so, under the self-explosion of an Emperor Realm powerhouse, he was still greatly traumatized.

At this moment, blood gushed out of his mouth, and his body was shocked and flew out of a distance of thousands of zhang before he completely stopped.

"Haha, Liyao, I thought you would be the first person to fall in this battle, but I didn't expect it to be so fateful. ”

In the void in the distance, in the chaotic battle circle, a young man let out a manial laugh, and from his tone, it seemed that if the brocade-clothed man died, he would not have any regrets.

In fact, these people, from Da Luotian, a place called the 'Yanwu Alliance', came this time to participate in this war, if they can achieve a certain number of achievements in the war, they can get the reward of the 'Holy Mother'.

But the Fantasy Tribulation is not just for Canglan, there are wars everywhere in Tiangang, and the young generation of geniuses of the Yanwu Alliance who have descended are not only the dozen or so people in Mo Domain, but also in other places, and there are more.

It is not that if you have achieved the achievement of 10,000 beheadings, you will definitely be rewarded, because this so-called reward is only a hundred!

That is to say, the first 100 people who have been beheaded by 10,000 people can get the so-called reward!

If just now, the man in brocade died in the self-explosion, for the young man in black, it would be tantamount to one less competitor!

"Bastard!"

Hearing the words of the man in black, the man in brocade had a gloomy face, and he naturally knew what the other party was thinking.

"Although this person blew himself up, it was also for my sake, and this battle feat should still belong to me!" he snorted coldly.

"Haha, what's wrong with giving it to you?"

The man in black laughed and continued, "It's just a battle achievement, you have also suffered a heavy blow, and you are bound to return to cultivation, and during the time of your cultivation, our battle achievements will also far surpass you." ”

"Humph!"

Hearing this, the man in brocade snorted coldly again, but he no longer spoke.

He took a deep breath, and there was indeed a sense in his heart that he wanted to step back for a while.

Otherwise, with his current condition of being seriously injured, he will not be able to survive the battlefield at all.

"Wait, when I return from cultivation, none of you people will be able to escape!"

Eventually, he let go of the sentence and turned to leave.

In terms of Canglan, many people clenched their fists, and their faces were angry to the extreme, not only because of the arrogance of the other party, but more importantly, because in the self-violence of the strong man of Mo Ge just now, he actually let the other party survive.

This is tantamount to the greatest shame for the hero who blew himself up and died just now!

"You don't need to cultivate, none of you people can leave today!"

Suddenly, at this moment, in the Mo Domain, an indifferent, but cold and murderous voice spread faintly from within the protective array.

"Buzz!"

A gap was opened in the large array, and then a figure of a man in white could be seen, swept out of it.

A Ling Ran's breath quietly rose in the body of the man in white, he was like a grim reaper who came out of hell, his eyes were cold, full of murderous intent, it seemed that as long as he was targeted, no one would be able to escape.

"Who are you?"

In the void, the man in brocade turned around, his eyes fell on the man in white, at this moment, on the other party's body, he felt a terrifying aura, obviously, even in his heyday, he may not be confident that he can be the opponent of the man in white.

Not only the man in brocade, but at this moment, all over the battle circle, the remaining dozen or so geniuses in fantasy also looked at it completely.

The moment they felt the breath on Mo Wuchen's body, all of them couldn't help frowning.

"Who is this person?"

"It looks like we are about the same age, but our aura is extremely strong, I didn't expect that such a character could be born in this poor and remote place?"

More than a dozen people frowned, each thinking in their hearts, and in Mo Wuchen's body, they all felt a dangerous aura.

"None of us can leave?"

After being surprised, the man in brocade couldn't help sneering, with a little contempt in his eyes, and fell on Mo Wuchen's body, "It's up to you?

"Noise!"

Mo Forgetchen's body slowly rose into the air, and finally, he came to the same height as the man in brocade, he stood in the wind, his white clothes fluttering, and he looked dusty, "Elder Sun does not hesitate to blow himself up, but also wants to pull you to accompany the funeral, if you leave safely today, then how can Elder Sun's soul sleep peacefully?"

The Mo Pavilion powerhouse who blew himself up just now was one of the ordinary elders of Mo Pavilion, and he had attacked the Demon God Clan with him at the beginning, and Mo Wuchen only knew that the other party's surname was Sun.

"An old immortal, if he dies, he will die, and if he chooses to blow himself up, it can only be said that he is incompetent!" the man in brocade disdained.

"The soul of the heroes, no one can be insulted, you, deserve death!"

At the moment when the brocade-clothed man's voice fell, Mo Wuchen's eye mask became more and more cold.

When the words fell, he raised his hand and slowly pressed it out with a palm.

"Buzz!"

The void shook slightly, and in an instant, a supreme and terrifying aura, like a mountain, was fiercely suppressed on the brocade-clothed man's body, making his heart tremble, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Impossible, you are obviously only the peak of the Emperor Realm, why do I feel the power of the powerhouse of the Immortal Realm in you?"

The face of the man in brocade changed drastically, and under Mo Wuchen's momentum, he couldn't move at all, so he could only reluctantly open his mouth and say such a sentence.

"I don't have a reason to explain to you, now, die. ”

Mo Wuchen's voice was indifferent, and when the words fell, his hand held in the void was slightly pinched.

"Bang!"

The next moment, in the opposite sky, the body of the man in brocade was like being pinched and exploded by an invisible big hand, turning into a blood mist and drifting away.

(End of chapter)