Huhuhu~

The wind was surging, and the middle-aged monk stood proudly in the void, his golden monk's robe flying up and down, and a sense of solemnity slowly spread.

No doubt.

He is the presiding abbot of the Mora Celestial Elephant Temple!

"Old Demon Yang!"

Rumble!

The moment he appeared, the presiding abbot had already fallen from a height of 10,000 meters like a javelin, and at this moment, there was almost no hindrance, like lightning, it fell and landed in front of Yang Mucheng.

"Boom!"

The silence of the night erupted with a terrifying roar, and the earth seemed to be torn apart.

A gust of wind, with this figure, spread out in all directions. Those martial artists of the four major families who had stood respectfully in front of Yang Mucheng before were suddenly blown out like feathers in this violent wind.

"Old Devil Yang, I've finally caught up with you!"

The presiding abbot was holding the Mora Zen staff, and his eyes were shining with anger.

How can he not be angry?

The Moluo Celestial Elephant Temple has existed for nearly 10,000 years, and has survived many catastrophes, but now it has been completely destroyed by the kid in front of him. How can he not be angry, how can he not drip blood in his heart?

He looked around, his face different.

"What about the battle against Mora?"

The presiding abbot kept in touch with the Great War Moro all the way, but just a few hours ago, he suddenly lost the news of the Great War Moro......

"You're late, he's already been killed by me!" Yang Mucheng put his hands behind his back and looked at the other party quietly.

"What?" the presiding abbot's pupils retracted, and his pupils almost narrowed into a line.

He looked around, only to find that the entire Qicheng had been razed to the ground, and there were still remnants of disorder between the surrounding heaven and earth, which was obviously a situation that would only exist after the Great War.

At this moment, the presiding abbot's face changed greatly.

Rumble!

Whether it's true or not, the presiding abbot doesn't care about anything. He pinched the right hand of the Mora Zen staff and retracted it violently, and the power in his body was already surging out like a tide. A huge amount of blood light swept out directly from his body, and in an instant, it was a bright red blood light that reflected the dim sky.

It is worthy of being a strong person who has cultivated to reach the Divine Sea.

If it is said that the Great War Demon Luo who was killed by Yang Mucheng before was as breathing as a river, then the power of this presiding abbot is as unfathomable as the sea. After all, the powerhouse of the Divine Sea Realm is already equivalent to standing at the peak of the entire Kyushu, standing at the pinnacle of this star!

"The presiding abbot of the Mora Celestial Elephant Temple is here......"

"This is the Shenhai powerhouse?"

The ancestors around looked at each other for a while, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Because.

Previously, they had also discussed that with Yang Mucheng's cultivation, ordinary Shenhai powerhouses could no longer help him, but now such a Shenhai cultivation powerhouse has jumped out. With this kind of cultivation, there is almost no pressure to crush Yang Mucheng!

With Yang Mucheng's strength, killing the Great Demon Luo has already wasted the power of nine cows and two tigers, and when he encounters the presiding abbot, he is afraid that he will never be able to return to the sky.

"It's a pity ......"

Everyone looked at Yang Mucheng and only felt sorry.

Yang Mucheng had just stood at the peak of Kyushu, and before he had time to enjoy more glory, a big enemy came.

Next, I'm afraid that Yang Mucheng will be slapped to death, right?

However, when everyone's eyes were cast towards Yang Mucheng, they were shocked to find that Yang Mucheng stood there with a smile, without the slightest fear of encountering a strong man, but with a face full of ridicule and disdain.

"If you get out now, I can spare your life!"

Yang Mucheng said lightly.

"What?"

The presiding abbot was almost stunned when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he could hardly believe his ears.

He is a Shenhai cultivator.

And Yang Mucheng only had the early stage of Shinto.

If you want to kill him, it's just as easy as digging for something. However, it is this kind of existence that is like an ant in his own eyes, and he actually lets himself go!

"Is this Old Devil Yang playing tricks?"

"yes...... Even if he kills the Great Demon Luo, he won't be able to fight against the presiding abbot of the strongest person in the Demon Luo Heavenly Elephant Temple!"

"Anger me, this is the biggest mistake of your life!"

The presiding abbot clenched the Mora Zen staff.

Airplanes~

The Zen staff in his hand was very terrifying, and from a distance, it looked like a strange head, and the three rings were bitten by his mouth.

There was a trembling sound, and it resounded suddenly.

The shocking blood was like fire, trembling madly, burning outside his body. The radius around him was more than 1,000 meters, and it all turned into a huge sea of fire at this moment. From a distance, the presiding abbot seemed to be enveloped in a blood-red flame. And in front of him, Yang Mucheng was like an ant with no power to resist......

Feeling this terrifying aura, the ancestors around them were all pale with fright, and retreated to the rear desperately.

Because.

They knew that the presiding abbot under the wrath would not scruple about anything. If they stay where they are at the moment, once they are involved in the battle, they will inevitably have no bones left!

"Old Demon Yang, you will definitely die today!"

"No matter who comes, they can't save you!"

The presiding abbot's eyes widened angrily, and he raised the Moluo Zen staff in his hand and hit Yang Mucheng.

Rumble!

He smashed down this Zen stick, without the slightest reservation, that is, the strength broke ten thousand, no matter who you are, you have to die. And the presiding abbot's Zen staff has gathered the strength of his whole body, and he is even more confident in his heart, no matter how great Yang Mucheng is, he has to be killed on the spot by himself!

But Yang Mucheng did not panic in the slightest in the face of this blow, but raised his head with a smile and looked at the thick dark clouds above his head.

"Senior, you watched me being bullied by the powerhouses of the Divine Sea Realm, don't you help me?"

"Who is he talking to?"

The presiding abbot was stunned.

As early as when he came, the divine thoughts had already swept through the nine heavens and ten earths, enveloping this area. There is no one here except Yang Mucheng and the natives in Qicheng. Now seeing Yang Mucheng actually speaking to the void where no one was around, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. But after a brief period of consternation, he quickly came back to his senses.

"Old Demon Yang, when you are dying, you still want to pretend to be a ghost in front of me......"

Just when the Zen staff, which contained infinite power, was about to fall and hit the top of Yang Mucheng's head, a voice in the void resounded in all their minds.

"Don't worry, no one can kill you under my nose......"

The sound was so loud that it resounded between heaven and earth.

And then.

Everyone saw a scene that they will never forget!

It was the clouds that shrouded in the void, surging, and a huge claw stretched out directly from the clouds, cutting through the void, almost without any barrier, like a huge lightning bolt smashed down on the spot and hit the body of the presiding abbot!

The huge claws of the beast fell to the ground, slowly rising with the dust in the sky.

And the presiding abbot of the Divine Sea Realm is already gone. Located at the peak of Kyushu, the existence whose strength is at the top of the pyramid was directly bombarded.

Quiet!

There was a dead silence all around, and in the incredible eyes of everyone, the young man shook his head gloomily with his hands behind his back, looked at the presiding abbot who had been bombarded into powder, and grinned:

"Let you roll, you don't roll......"

"I have to die!"