Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Looking at this scene, Zhou Mu said with a deep smile, "How about it, are you surprised?"

In mid-air, Mo Yuntian, who had almost exhausted his wealth, couldn't be happier.

Things have gone far beyond expectations.

You know, even if the Lord of the Sword God Hall came personally, he would have to admit defeat when encountering this lineup, but he met Zhou Mu, a monster from another world.

He really didn't think of this.

Xi Tianqiu was shocked.

He looked up at that scene, forgetting even the simplest breath.

"Is this really human-made?"

He swallowed hard.

The densely packed figures, carrying astonishing coercion, descended into this world like gods.

He was ready to fall, but it was a pity that he could not be with Wang Qing'er for a long time. Who would have thought that things would turn around.

Moreover, it was still under the circumstance of the emergence of the powerful holy king, who turned the situation around by relying on manpower.

He has been the head of the Qinglong Temple for so many years, and he claims to have seen many big scenes, and he is used to ups and downs, but this is the first time he has seen such a magnificent scene, or it is the only chance in his life.

Xi Tianqiu looked at Zhou Mu.

He suddenly felt that under this seemingly immature face, there was an extremely powerful force hidden.

From being amazed at the beginning to being shocked now, Zhou Mu has given him too many surprises.

At this moment, he made up his mind that he must hug this thigh well.

In contrast, Ye Mujiu seemed much calmer.

She smiled and said, "Are these all Brother Mu's people?"

Zhou Mu didn't deny it either.

He touched the little girl's head and said softly: "From now on, no one will dare to bully us."

On the other side, Mo Yuntian took a deep breath, and his expression gradually turned cold.

No matter what, we have already come to this point, and there is no chance to regret it.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

He felt the formidable power from the opponent. Although personally speaking, he was completely crushing, but there were too many of them, and they posed a great threat to him.

Even the air here has become a lot more obscure.

He grinned at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly his eyes were so red that they were tearing apart, extremely ferocious.

"Zhou Mu, you will regret it."

The voice was vicious.

There was also a slight chill.

Zhou Mu sneered indifferently and said, "Regret? I have lived for so many years, and I have never written the word regret. How about you teach me?"

"Skeleton door!"

Mo Yuntian raised his head and roared.

Suddenly, majestic spiritual power surged out from within the body, and a huge light and shadow formed in the sky above it. After the dazzling light flashed, a gate made of skulls suddenly appeared.

On the skeleton door, there is full of resentment, each small skull is engraved with obscure and ancient lines, and the dark light radiates out, crazily devouring the surrounding space, so that around the skeleton door, there is a terrifying nothingness.

The moment the skeleton gate appeared, a gloomy and cold atmosphere enveloped it. The trees in a radius of a hundred miles were covered with frost, and the ground was cracked inch by inch.

Just the spread of the breath can be said to destroy the world.

Mo Yuntian looked down at Zhou Mu and the dense crowd of saints and powerhouses, and a look of sarcasm could not help but appear in his eyes.

This is his last hole card. Even if the real holy king came, after being locked by him, he can only wait for death.

"Ancient demons, show off your magic power to your heart's content."

Following a whispered incantation, he roared loudly, his body emitting a dark green light, and then he saw the skeleton door violently moving at this moment.

Fang Yun looked indifferent.

On the sky, the black shadows like Fang Yun also looked indifferent.

Fang Yun stretched out his palm slowly.

At this moment, a strange scene happened.

There was a strange light emitting from nearly a thousand saints and strong men, and then, the moment Fang Yun raised his hand, there was only a flash of light, and the countless figures slowly merged on Fang Yun's body.

And the coercion around Fang Yun also showed a terrifying exponential growth at this moment.

bang
Already close to the realm of the Holy King.

"you……"

Seeing this scene, Mo Yuntian looked like his teeth were about to crack, but fortunately, there was no way of punishment.

bang
Another loud bang was heard.

Above the saint is the quasi-emperor.

But at this moment, Fang Yun brazenly reached the aura of the quasi-emperor.

Of course, Mo Yuntian had never seen a strong Zhundi, so he couldn't feel the aura of Zhundi. He only felt that the power of the person in front of him became much deeper in an instant, even reaching a level that was far behind.

It's like the sense of panic that ants feel when they look at a huge animal when they face an elephant.

Gritting his teeth, he carried out the ritual of summoning the demon with difficulty.

Hope it turns around in the end.

He could only pin all his hopes on this.

bang
At this time, I saw that Fang Yun pointed in the air, and a violent force swept away. In an instant, it condensed into a small dot, and with a whoosh, it hit the skeleton door heavily.

annihilate.

The powerful force wiped out everything in an instant.

With a bang, the skeleton door turned into aura and dissipated.

噗

Mo Yuntian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

The skeleton door is gone.

His greatest reliance is over.

There wasn't even a trace of struggle, like being crushed from above.

"Impossible, it's absolutely impossible."

Mo Yuntian looked horrified, he couldn't believe what he saw before his eyes.

You must know that this skeleton gate is a very evil technique, even within the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan, it is only inherited by the patriarch's single lineage.

After each patriarch falls, he will attach a wisp of his own remnant soul to it.

There have been dozens of generations of patriarchs, that is to say, this seemingly simple skeleton gate contains at least the power of dozens of strong men who once stood at the pinnacle of the world.

How terrifying.

As the saying goes, every top power will have a treasure, and this skeleton gate is the greatest confidence and strength of the northern wilderness demons standing in the northern wilderness city.

And it was such a terrifying divine weapon that was so vulnerable to Fang Yun's attack.

This made him unable to believe it no matter what.

"how is this possible!"

After Mo Yuntian believed all this with difficulty, his teeth were itchy with hatred, and his face was ferocious.

At this time, his eyes fell on Zhou Mu.

From his point of view at the moment, that Zhou Mu was indistinguishable from the powerless hand, so he smiled sternly and stretched out his palm, aiming at Zhou Mu.

He thought very well, as long as he killed Zhou Mu, his life would not be in vain.

"Ah."

Zhou Mu saw Mo Yuntian's strategy, he just showed a sneer, and then saw a rainbow light directly passing through the latter, Mo Yuntian didn't even have time to yell, and there was still such a smug look in his eyes The Yangyang look then completely disappeared.

A warrior who could be called the existence of the holy king fell.