He wiped Xuan Zhaiyue with one palm and waited for the floating island parties to witness the complete disappearance of the Xiao family. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face was full of shock and shock.

Isn’t Xiao Chen, a younger generation who has just emerged in recent years? When did he become so powerful?

Can anyone tell me if I was dazzled just now...

But blinking, blinking, and then blinking, nothing in front of you didn't change, only the pale face of the Xuan family monk seemed clearer and clearer.

Today, things are about to go big!

Swish-

A flash of inspiration in the air, and three figures appeared. One of them was Xuan Wuliang, the head of the Xuan family, but at this moment he leaned slightly behind and left the main position.

Standing in front was a young man with a handsome young man in white robe, with arrogance between his handsome eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes swept across the left and right, showing his contempt.

Behind him was an old man with a slightly bowed body, wearing an inconspicuous dark brown robe on his body, but the occasional eyes were as sharp as eagles.

"Young Master Bai, my subordinates are not doing well. I personally cook him. It won't take too long. Please wait for your son." Xuan Wuliang bowed and spoke.

Mr. Bai, wearing a white robe, looked plain and nodded and glanced at Mo Yu, "Since the Xuan family has surrendered, the Divine Palace will naturally not sit still. If you can't deal with it, you can speak up."

Xuan Wuliang showed gratitude, "Thank you, young master, this mere junior, how can you be qualified to be a sacred temple of labor? I will do it myself."

As he said that, he bowed again, turned to look at Mo Yu, and his warm and respectful smile had turned into a biting cold wind in the middle of winter.

"Xiao Chen, kill my elder of the Xuan family. Today, the Japanese seat will drain your soul and refine your soul and fall into reincarnation forever!" Before the voice fell, he raised his hand and pointed forward.

boom--

Wherever his fingertips fell, the space was trembling. In a blink of an eye, a hundred-foot vortex appeared, and a sharp claw covered with scales emerged from it. Although there were only one scale and half claws, the terrifying aura instantly swept across the entire world, making people tremble.

The face of the young man in white robe changed slightly. Behind him, the inconspicuous old man suddenly looked up, and the divine light suddenly appeared in his eyes like thunder slid across the sky!

A sharp claw poked out of the vortex and whistled.

Mo Yu's eyes contracted slightly, and a solemn appeared on his face, but at this moment he did not retreat. He stepped on his feet and shot out like thunder, and raised his hand and slapped it down!

Although there is only one sharp claw, it is more than ten feet tall. Compared with Mo Yu's palm, it is like a mantis armed mantis chariot in the eyes of others.

In an instant, the palms and the claws were facing each other.

Mo Yu's body shook, and with a "pop", a blood mark appeared on his eyebrows, and then he immediately flew backward like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

The sharp claw suddenly trembled after a breath of rest, and then it collapsed inch by inch. You can clearly feel the terrifying power it produced when it collapsed, but this power did not leak out at all, but instead collapsed inwardly and contracted strangely.

Xuan Wuliang suddenly widened his eyes and saw a black palm print penetrate the broken part of the sharp claws and fall straight to his eyebrows. Although it had not arrived yet, a palpitations had already emerged from the bottom of his heart, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen!

With a loud scream, he raised his hand and shot out three streams of light, transforming into three defensive treasures, protecting his body behind him. Before he could do more, the black palm print had arrived.

Bang-

Bang-

Bang-

Almost in an instant, three broken sounds sounded at the same time, Xuan Wuliang's eyes widened even wider, and he watched the three treasures shatter and were swallowed and absorbed by the black palm print.

Then, only his ears remained, and a loud "boom" sounded, shaking his blood and his ears buzzed, and his eyes turned black.

Click—

A light sound came from under his neck, but it fell into Xuan Wuliang's ears, which was like a flat thunder, causing his heart to almost stop beating!

Without looking, he also knew that a second crack appeared on the jade plate of creation hanging around his neck. The first crack of this object appeared when he got it back then. Xuan Wuliang knew from this that he needed to break its defense - the Emperor Realm!

Only the killing at the Emperor's level can damage the Jade Plate of Creation.

As soon as he thought about this, Xuan Wuliang's face suddenly turned pale. He didn't care about why Xiao Chen suddenly had such a terrible cultivation. He had only one thought in his mind. He must not let the people in the Divine Palace know his true strength, otherwise the Xuan family would be unable to escape the disaster today!

He turned around and ran back, screaming in panic, "Young Master Bai save me!"

A trace of solemnity flashed in the white-robed young master's eyes, but seeing that Xuan Wuliang was not seriously injured, his heart suddenly became stable and said lightly: "Uncle Nu, please take action and kill him."

The old man with dark brown robe frowned, but as a slave to his servant, he could not resist the orders of the servants, and he immediately bowed his hands to say that.

His figure flashed, blocked Mo Yu's body, and slowly stood up straight.

When Uncle Nu bowed, in addition to the sharp eyes that occasionally flashed, he was serving the old servant inconspicuously. But when he stood up straight, he felt like a magic weapon that washed away the mottled rust on the surface, and his whole body exuded a terrible aura that was difficult to see directly!

But standing here, he never moved, like a mountain that held the sky. All living beings in this entire world seemed to be imprisoned and could no longer move.

At this moment, countless monks stared at the old man who was like a god descending to earth in horror, and their minds roared like billions of thunder.

Heaven... Emperor Realm...

The floating island power has never appeared since the Xiao family was defeated and lagged behind. It has been hundreds of thousands of years. An old servant behind this white-robed young man is actually a super strong man who can dominate the country. How noble will his status be.

Someone who is quick-thinking has already thought of the word "Shen Palace" mentioned above, and his identity is about to emerge when he is in front of him at this moment.

At this moment, anyone who thinks of this is shocked to the point of being blank!

Mo Yu frowned, but his expression was strongly calm, and he slowly said: "Today's matter is the battle between my Xiao family and the Xuan family. Why should I intervene?"

A faint blood mark between his eyebrows had healed without leaving any trace.

Uncle Nu shook his head, "The Xuan family has been accepted, and it is under the command of the Divine Palace. What you did today has committed a death sentence."

Speaking of this, he shook his head again, showing regret on his face.

Mo Yu was silent for a moment, "It seems that today's battle is inevitable."

"Uncle Nu, don't waste time with him, kill him!" The white young man in white robe spoke coldly, with deep disgust in his eyes.

He is the direct descendant of the Divine Palace and has endured the best training since childhood. He has achieved today's Earth Emperor Realm cultivation and is also outstanding among his peers.

Who would have thought that this time, when he met a defeated Xiao family in this remote wilderness, he had all the strength far beyond his. He had already secretly hated him.

Since there is a chance, we must get early so that he will never be able to recover!

Uncle Nu knew a lot about his master's jealousy, so he understood from the beginning that Xiao Chen would definitely die today.

What a pity. Even in the divine palace, only the top son of god can compare with it.

If you discovered it earlier, you might be able to be admitted by the temple and become a part of the temple, and your future achievements are limitless.

But now, there is only one way to die.

Uncle Nu is a pity for Mo Yu but he is not ruthless. He is the slave of the servant under Mr. Bai's command, and his master's orders are never allowed to be violated. Otherwise, he will die.

Taking a breath, Uncle Nu slowly spoke, "It's over." There is only one realm gap between the Emperor Realm and the Earth Emperor Realm, but its status is the difference between the strong and the overlord, and its strength is even more different. No matter how terrifying the Xiao family in front of him, it is vulnerable in his eyes!

Mo Yu raised his hand and took out the magic sword that was dark all over, which was like light shining down, and would be swallowed. There was no fear on his face, but instead showed a strong fighting spirit.

He raised his hand and pointed at the magic sword, "Unlock, third level!"

Bang down—

A red thunder seemed to cross the sky, and the sky above my head was covered with dark mist, making the sky and the earth pitch black, like the reversal of yin and yang. Mo Yu's black robe had turned into a scarlet color, his face turned white and his lips were red, and he was holding a red magic sword in his hand. He was like a god and a demon in this dark world!

Endless tyranny, coldness, killing, destruction, ups and downs, like storm waves rolling in the void, sweeping across the sky and across the world.
Chapter completed!