The fairy blood dyed the blue sky, and the bright red color was like red ink, slowly spreading among the pure and clear blue sky and white clouds, rendering a shocking red, and also outlining a strange and terrifying scene.

The blood color accompanied by the scorching sun is like the endless fire clouds when the sun sets, covering most of the sky. It is beautiful and magnificent, dazzling, and deeply intoxicated.

The flowers and rain drifted, filled with an irresistible aura of compassion, and then it was powerless to sprinkle. It was as gentle and helpless as willow catkins moving with the wind, making people feel sad for no reason.

Looking at the ferocious and dark void cracks, there was a vigorous and powerful momentum constantly surging out. The red and purple thunder swept over in a wild and violent manner, as if infinite. It actually washed the already ferocious crack wider.

The howling storm, the manic roar, and the angry thunder roar clearly spread through the cracks to everyone's ears in the field... It was thrilling.

Although no one saw it with his own eyes, there were also dazzling divine magical energy seeping through the cracks and deafening terrifying fluctuations.

Looking at the trembling and restless sky, it seemed that it would be broken into pieces in the next moment.

No one would doubt how tragic the battle just happened there was.

After all... both of them have transcended the six realms of worldly worlds. One is an immortal in heaven, with eternal life and immortal body, and has reached the supreme realm in the minds of countless monks in ancient and modern times. The other is even more immortal in his body. He scared away the immortal in heaven as soon as he appeared, making him afraid to fight!

Just as everyone looked up at the void and felt yearning for it... a figure slowly appeared where everyone was staring at it.

It was the old man Mo Shuang. He saw him stepping out of the crack with a calm face, his face neither sad nor happy, and his breath was like a dead water in a lake... There was no ripples and waves.

His clothes were not stained at all. If it weren't for the cracks in the void behind him, a sea of ​​blood would vaguely churn. It would be impossible to see that he had almost shattered the sky just now, and even chased the immortals in the sky.

After the initial shock, someone looked behind Mo Shuang. They wanted to see where the immortal was... But unfortunately, except for a sea of ​​blood and a wave of blood, no trace of the immortal was found.

Just as everyone was surprised, the tumultuous sea of ​​blood suddenly bloomed, like a water lotus that had just broken through the water. The petals peeled off, splashing water, revealing a terrifying scene.

Between the sudden wave of blood... a white robe lies across the wave of blood... but she doesn't move any longer.

...

It was... the immortal was burying the void with blood!

The world was silent in an instant, and countless people looked up at the sky. Even the ancestor Liuyun, who was far away from the sky, who pierced through the ancestor of the Imperial Palace with a sword, stood on the spot with shock, and seemed to have forgotten his breath.

It turns out that there is really someone in this world who can kill immortals...

At this moment, complex emotions such as horror, awe, fanaticism, and envy surged like a turbulent sea of ​​anger.

The endless rain of flowers was floating, and then there seemed to be a hazy sound slowly, wandering with the rain of flowers... a sad song was hummed.

The old man Mo Shuang ignored the immortal body behind him, and his pair of plain eyes that were not mixed with a trace of fireworks slowly looked at the boy on the stone pillar.

There was also a girl in green there, shaking her feet with a smile on her eyes.

"Grandpa..." When Mo Shuang looked at Chen Fan, Chen Fan also looked at Mo Shuang with a confused look on his face, whispering.

In addition to the ecstasy that emerged at the beginning, there was also endless doubts that emerged in my heart, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of fear and anxiety that seemed to be there.

The old man now is different from the grandpa he remembers...

But what is different...he can't say it.

Someone once said that when familiar things suddenly become strangers... they are most likely to despair.

In Chen Fan's eyes, the mo frost that was high above seemed to be covered with invisible wisps of smoke, becoming more and more unfamiliar.

Mo Shuang seemed to feel Chen Fan's mood, shed the indifference in her eyes, showed a kind smile, and then waved to Chen Fan.

Just like when you were in the mountains!

Seeing Mo Shuang's familiar movements, Chen Fan's stiff body suddenly relaxed and hummed for a long breath.

Then, under the call of Mo Shuang, he slowly rose up and overwhelmed everyone.

Chen Fan's heart moved while flying, and Mu Ran looked back at the stone pillar... Unexpectedly, the girl in green who was originally sitting on the stone pillar had left at some point.

Chen Fan looked slightly and then found a blue flash in the crowd, and in a blink of an eye, the trace disappeared.

He felt that Qinglian, who is also a member of the Dachen clan, did not seem to like his grandfather Mo Shuang very much.

When he stood tall with Mo Shuang, he suddenly realized that the unparalleled Mo Shuang was not as tall as that of the strong. Although her body was straight and not inferior to that of a young man, she became old in the end, and was only a little taller than her seventeen-year-old self.

Having not seen each other for many years, he finally didn't have to raise his head and talk to Mo Shuang.

He grinned, put aside all doubts and let the joy buried deep in his heart burst out completely.

"Grandpa...I miss you very much..."

There was no choking, but almost whispering. Fortunately, it was just enough for Old Man Moshuang to hear it.

Upon hearing this, Mo Shuang slowly stretched out her hand and stroked Chen Fan's head. Because they were similar in height, their posture looked very strange and inconsistent, but they did not notice it at all.

"He has grown taller!" Mo Shuang said with a smile. The kindness between her words made Chen Fan's nose sore and his eyes astringent.

Very familiar tone and equally familiar aura.

The smile on Chen Fan's face became stronger and stronger, and then he closed his eyes gently and even shook his head slightly, as if he was enjoying the temperature between the old man's palms.

The sky was as bright as blood, with orange clouds scattered and hanging high in the sky. The crack filled with thunder was gradually shrinking, and the tumultuous sea of ​​blood was flowing into the depths of the endless void.

Of course, the fairy corpse in white clothes was exiled together!

When the old man returned from killing the immortal, the entire Liuyun Mountain was already silent as if no one was around, but when Chen Fan stood in the sky and Mo Shuang, the atmosphere in this space suddenly became strange.

Next, seeing the intimate behavior of the old and the young makes many people even more stunned.

The elders and above were all ecstatic in Liuyun Mountain. Even Feng Qingyu, the leader of the sect, couldn't help but his heartbeat... With such a backer, why worry about not being able to achieve success in spiritual people?

Thinking about the rumors about the spirit-raising people for the past years, and thinking of the attitude of that person being a prosperous sect, if it weren't for the crowds of people at this moment, he would even want to laugh wildly to vent his ecstasy.

There are also those hell Shuras who retreat with one blow and are hiding everywhere, all bowing slightly, facing the old man in the sky, the fanaticism in his eyes seemed to burn everything.

Some of the remaining people were amazed that there was such a terrifying strong man behind Chen Fan, and they were still silent while watching the powerful hell.

If nothing unexpected happens, the sudden arrival of hell is determined that the old man who killed the immortal will not be able to escape. It seems that hell will definitely stand behind Chen Fan in the future.

Not to mention that old man, just this Liuyun Mountain, that hell... In this vast river and lake, who else dares to stop Chen Fan's rise?

Starting from Sakurameng Flower Valley, he showed his strength and appeared in front of others. His demonic talent, powerful combat power, and jealous luck all amaze countless people.

Then, Mu Chenzhou carried the flowing clouds down the mountain, and the Seventh Ancestors took the sword to the Nine Yang, pushing him to an extremely dazzling position. His name flew into the streets and alleys like wings.

So much so that in the battle between Mingyue Town, Chen Fan, a heavy sword in Liuyun Mountain Gate, blocked the Bagui Yu Peak up the mountain, and became a turbulent wave in the calm rivers and lakes, and was regarded as a topic of drinking and chatting by countless people.

Now, the imperial palace has been killed by a sect, but it has been destroyed by a sect. Another immortal has entered the world, but he has ended up with a sad end with his body and soul being destroyed and burying himself in the void.

It is hard to imagine how huge ripples the news here will cause once it floods into the world.

After all, this young man named Chen Fan will definitely stand at the peak of the younger generation, and no one can cover up his glory. He will definitely be on the throne and be looked up by countless people!

On one hand, they were in a complicated mood, and on the other hand, they were feeling that a new world finally opened the curtain after Chen Fan appeared, while everyone was caught off guard.

Those forces that had thought about Chen Fan were extremely lucky, while those sects that had made small moves were even more frightened and feared that they would be settled by Qiu Hou.

However, the one who was most panicked and terrified at this moment was not them, but the Nine Yang Demon Sect, who joined forces with the Imperial Palace, was bright and dark, and hid in the void as a surprise weapon.

They were in an immortal weapon called Youchen Shuiba, and they clearly saw everything through irregular fragments of rules.

From the beginning to the cruelty, to the anxiety, to the surprise, but in the end, it turned into despair.

The Nine Yang Ancestor was cold all over. He looked at Mo Shuang in disbelief. Looking at the imperial palace that was strangled, he lost control of his body for a moment. Even cold sweat soaked his clothes and his feet were covered with water stains.

How is that possible? That's an immortal!

Only this idea was left in his heart. It is conceivable how much shock Mo Shuang's appearance caused to him.

Mo Shuang, who had a great hope in his heart, did not find their traces. He, who used to dominate others' fate, had a strong desire to be redeemed by fate at this moment.

But things went against my wishes. Even though only those ancestors in the imperial palace knew that they were ambushing in the dark as surprises, even though they were all buried in the underworld.

But... the old man who killed the immortal casually shattered the luck in his heart.

The moment he looked at the old man, the energy and spirit of the Nine Yang Patriarch crashed to the bottom, and the fragile one was worse than a mortal who did not understand practice.

He saw the endless coldness in the old man's eyes and his contempt like ants, but he had no murderous intention!

After the old man's eyes turned away, ecstasy surged in his chest. He barely turned around, and his face was filled with the glory of surviving the disaster: "Let's go, go quickly! Leave here."

No matter how unbearable it is at this moment.

He didn't know that Mo Shuang clearly discovered them but seemed to have never seen them. But he knew that as long as he could live, nothing else mattered.

"Finding Feng Chuan, I want to exchange him for the understanding of the spirit-raising man..." After a ferocious roar, You Chenshui Damage instantly disappeared from the spot.

After Mo Shuang waited for the Nine Yang Demon Sect to leave, an inexplicable look suddenly flashed in her eyes, but she instantly returned to her original state.

Chen Fan had not opened his eyes yet, nor did he know that someone had come with a ferocious murderous intent and fled in a panic. He didn't know that his current location was a place that many young people could never imagine!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!