However, Mo Xiaochuan's appearance finally let him know that such a sky-defying figure really exists.

However, Mo Xingye was a little unwilling, the reason why he was planning to organize such a killing situation today was to seize Mo Xiaochuan and plunder Mo Xiaochuan's luck.

In this way, he could have a certain chance to break out of the cage of the Saint Yuan Domain.

However, he didn't far underestimate Mo Xiaochuan's strength, but he didn't expect that he was a strong person of the Golden Immortal Consummation, and with a group of cultivators in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, he besieged Mo Xiaochuan, and was even dominated by Mo Xiaochuan. This makes them feel embarrassed.

"You're too weak. It's so weak that people don't have the interest to do it. Mo Xiaochuan said lightly.

All the Golden Immortal cultivators, including Demon Xingye, looked at Mo Xiaochuan with fire in their eyes. Mo Xiaochuan's words really deeply stimulated their dignity.

With their status, their status, no matter where they are, they are treated as if they were ancestors, and all those who face them, who are not sincerely panicked, for fear that if they are not careful, they will be unhappy. He has never brought death to himself.

However, now, in front of Mo Xiaochuan, they have become representatives of weakness. Such a huge gap, how can they accept it.

"Mo Xiaochuan, don't be too happy, there are so many of us, if we really fight to the death, presumably, you won't be much better?" one of the cultivators in the late stage of the Golden Immortal said with a strong expression.

"Yes, you're right, it's true that you're dead or alive. As for how much better I can be, you can try it. Mo Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed, staring at this cultivator.

This cultivator suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a giant beast of the desolate wilderness, devouring blood and going berserk, making people shudder.

"What do you want to do? Mo Xiaochuan, don't force me. The cultivator was terrified, and a shadow of death enveloped him tightly, causing his spirit to shrink in one place.

"What do I want to do?! I want you to die. Mo Xiaochuan's tone was extremely indifferent, but with an unquestionable determination.

"Ah, you ......" The cultivator screamed miserably, and within each of the seven orifices, a stream of blood gushed out, and then, the whole life machine quickly dissipated, and soon, it turned into a cold corpse.

Murder is a word. While the cultivators were frightened, they began to think of escaping, but in Mo Xiaochuan's formation space, even if they were strong in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, there was no hope of escaping at all.

They currently have only two choices, one is to kill Mo Xiaochuan and destroy the formation space. First, he was killed by Mo Xiaochuan, and then took away the formation space.

Originally, he thought that killing Mo Xiaochuan should be a breeze for them. After all, their strength was comparable to that of the Barbarian Mountain, and when the Killing God Pavilion and the Yan Demon Gate were besieging Mo Xiaochuan, they were really much stronger.

But even so, he was still beaten by Mo Xiaochuan's blow. This let them know that if they don't do their best, they and others may end up here.

Everyone put away their little Jiujiu and began to look at Mo Xiaochuan.

As all the cultivators showed 100% of their will to fight and threw themselves into this battle with a desperate fighting mentality, Mo Xiaochuan suddenly felt a great pressure.

After all, what he was facing was a group of powerhouses in the late stage of the Golden Immortals, not some cats and dogs.

"Yes, isn't that interesting?" Mo Xiaochuan nodded appreciatively.

However, Mo Xiaochuan's action was the biggest insult to Mo Xingye and others.

When, whether they are good or bad, they also need a junior to comment.

"Mo Xiaochuan, don't say anything, today, either we die, or you Mo Xiaochuan falls, let's see the real chapter in our hands." Mo Xingye said coldly.

"Well, that's what I'm thinking about too. Mo Xiaochuan said, and Hong Huanghald made a move.

Blood in the world.

The murderous aura was like a thick mist, gathering towards Mo Xiaochuan, the aura was calm, and the violent pressure was full of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and the gods were crying and swallowing, disturbing people's minds and minds, so that all the cultivators could not concentrate their minds and operate their immortal spiritual power.

At this time, Mo Xingye suddenly grabbed a cultivator beside him and threw it towards Mo Xiaochuan.

"The Storm of Demonism. Demon Xingye snorted.

"Bang"

With a roar, in the formation space, a blood-red mushroom cloud rose up.

"Demon Xingye, how dare you do this?" Seeing this, the cultivators on the Demon Xingye side all rebuked angrily.

"Hmph, what do you know? At this time, if we hesitate any longer, I'm afraid we'll all have to stay here. If he can save the lives of our people and break through this formation space, after my demon Xingye goes out, he will definitely protect his family for eternity. Mo Xingye snorted coldly, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the opposite side of Mushroom Ruyun, as if he wanted to see through it.

When you think about it, this is also the truth. However, Mo Xingye used such means to exchange himself for a chance to live, which made them feel pimples in their hearts. Moreover, they all subconsciously left the side of Moxingye.

If they can sacrifice others to give themselves a chance to survive, they will naturally want to. However, if they let themselves die in exchange for a chance to survive for others, none of them will have the consciousness of this.

After all, they are all temporarily grouped for their own interests, how much trust can they have with each other?

Finally, the mushroom ruyun gradually disappeared to the point where he could withstand the divine thoughts, and the demon Xingye was just about to see what Mo Xiaochuan's current situation was.

Suddenly, the Flood Halberd shot out from the smoke and dust that had not completely disappeared.

"Nope. Mo Xinglai shouted, but he didn't have time to dodge, and was shot by the Hong Huang halberd.

The Hong Desolate Halberd directly split the head of the Demon Light Industry in half, and the spirit of the Demon Industry escaped, and with a panicked look, it disappeared towards a corner of the formation space.

Maybe it's because I'm stunned. He even forgot that this was Mo Xiaochuan's formation space, and how could he hide anything in the space from Mo Xiaochuan.

Therefore, when the spirit of the Demon Xingye had just stabilized, and before he had time to think of how to free it?

The demon industry is destroyed, and it will never be reborn.

The other cultivators saw that the strongest cultivator among them had all died, and they all lost the courage to fight. Like flies on a hot pot, scurrying around in the formation space.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaochuan pinched the magic technique with one hand, and the formation space began to shrink towards the middle position. All the cultivators panicked. One by one, they attacked the formation space like crazy.

Some casual cultivators turned their heads and knelt in front of Mo Xiaochuan, begging Mo Xiaochuan to spare their lives.

Mo Xiaochuan's cold eyes did not carry a trace of emotion, and the halberd in his hand poked straight over.

In an instant, four or five more heads, under the surge of blood, soared into the sky, and they didn't even have time to escape.

Yes.

Seeing this, the rest of the cultivators became even more frantic in their attacks on the Dharma space.

Killing one person in one step is unkind.

This is exactly the portrayal of Mo Xiaochuan's state at the moment. The Flood Halberd flashed again and again, and each blow would take a human life. It seems that those cultivators in the late stage of the Golden Immortal are all made of paper and mud.

Before the tea was ready, all the cultivators who were trapped in the formation space by Mo Xiaochuan were killed.

"This, this ......" a cultivator couldn't believe his eyes.

In his eyes, he has always been a strong man in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, but he was killed like a chicken slaughtering a sheep, how can he think that this is a dream?

When did it start, Jin Xianqiang was so unbearable.

"Ah, what are you doing? Damn, why are you pinching Lao Tzu?" Caught off guard, he encountered a wolf's claw, and a cultivator bared his teeth in pain.

"I just wanted to see if I was dreaming. A cultivator asked weakly.

"Grass, uncle, I want to see if it's a dream, why don't you pinch yourself. ”

"Am I not afraid of pain?"

"Bang Bang" "Bang Bang"

"Uncle, this will become a pig's head, I shouldn't know that it hurts. ”

"This Mo Xiaochuan is really too against the sky. Less than fifty, even the Golden Immortal powerhouse who has practiced for several years, in his hands, can't go through the next round. I really don't know if those who are still dreaming of inheriting the Xuansheng Supreme will despair at this moment. ”

"I don't know if others are desperate or not. Anyway, there's one thing I know. That is, I know that I definitely don't have a chance, and in the future, even if it is a chance to fish all over my body, I won't think much about it. ”

"Cherish life and stay away from Mo Xiaochuan. ”

Dozens of powerhouses in the late stage of the Golden Immortal were solved by Mo Xiaochuan in this way. Even, during the whole process, Mo Xiaochuan didn't even blink his eyes. Such a state of mind is really beyond people's reach.

Mo Xiaochuan put away the Vientiane Array Disk, and the space formation was also lifted, Mo Xiaochuan slowly revealed his figure, and the overwhelming evil qi overwhelmed the surrounding cultivators.

Wherever Mo Xiaochuan passed, those cultivators were busy dodging both sides to make way for Mo Xiaochuan. Every time Mo Xiaochuan walked past a cultivator, that cultivator didn't even dare to pant loudly.

Mo Xiaochuan's might, in Tianyuan City, suddenly reached its peak.

And yes, because of this battle, all the cultivators of the late stage of the Golden Immortal in Tianyuan Saint were all killed by Mo Xiaochuan.

In today's Yuancheng, Mo Xiaochuan can be said to cover the sky with one hand.

Although it is not far from the time when the Tianyuan Divine Tomb will open, Mo Xiaochuan has killed so many strong people at once, it stands to reason that it is for some cultivators, which has reduced a lot of burden, and the remaining cultivators should be happy.

But the truth is that the brows of these cultivators are even tighter.

(End of chapter)