My brother is too strong.

Two cracks appeared above the gray sky.

They were more than ten miles long and of varying widths, with the widest being more than ten meters and the smallest being several meters.

There were black lightnings lingering on the surface, and black light flashed from time to time, which was strange and terrifying.

From a distance, it looked like two black giant pythons crawling and wriggling, which was very terrifying.

At this time, many monks also found something wrong.

"This, the void crack is really big!"

"The breath emanating from it makes me feel cold in my heart. Is this the void crack? It's so scary."

"Strange, why hasn't it disappeared for so long?"

"How strong is that human race? It can keep the void crack for so long."

"I heard that the space here was opened up, and the space barrier is much weaker than outside. What's strange about the space crack not disappearing for so long?"

"Nonsense, of course it's strange, didn't you see it? The crack disappeared so slowly..."

"Why do I have a bad feeling?"

All the saint monks whispered.

The two cracks in front of him looked very strange, and they disappeared very slowly.

Out of the intuition of the cultivators, many people had a bad premonition in their hearts.

Mu Yong stared at the cracks in the sky, and he didn't understand.

Lu Shaoqing's strength was about the same as Ji Yan's, but there was no such crack in the battle between Ji Yan and Jian Wu.

Moreover, even if there was a void crack, it would close and disappear quickly.

It was not like now, the speed of disappearance was as slow as a snail, pitifully slow.

Very weird.

Mu Yong had a bad premonition in his heart.

He looked at the black-robed man, "What on earth does he want to do?"

The black-robed man looked at the void crack in the sky, and he laughed, "Haha..."

"You want to know, don't you know if you keep watching?"

Mu Yong knew that if he continued, things might get out of control, but he had no choice.

The black-robed man in front of him was here to stop him, and he couldn't do anything.

Lu Shaoqing lay in the deep pit, groaning softly.

"It hurts so much."

It felt like his body was falling apart, and all the bones in his body seemed to be screaming.

This time, if his body wasn't strong enough,

There was black mud all around, emitting a foul smell.

Unfortunately, even though this place was a hundred meters underground, he couldn't pretend to be dead.

"What does he want to do?"

Lv Shaoqing couldn't figure out what the Holy Lord wanted to do?

If he really wanted to kill him, with the Holy Lord's strength, he could easily and painlessly reincarnate him.

But the Holy Lord didn't do that.

Lv Shaoqing struggled to get up, and he also noticed two huge cracks in the sky.

He frowned, and before he could think about it, his face suddenly changed, and his figure disappeared instantly.

"Boom!"

The huge finger pressed down again, landing heavily on the position where Lu Shaoqing had just been.

"Damn it," Lu Shaoqing appeared, pointing at the sky and cursing, "Stingy guy, what do you think of me? A glutinous rice cake?"

"How did I offend you? Why do you have to treat me like this?"

Without saying anything, the huge finger swept across again, and the huge storm was set off.

The whistling wind even blew the dust thousands of miles away, raising the dust all over the sky.

Lu Shaoqing was very fast, and the Great Red Escape Technique was performed, as flexible as a flying bird, dodging thousands of miles.

But the huge finger was faster, and Lu Shaoqing was hit hard again after dodging for a few rounds, and once again fell into the earth like a meteor, hitting the ground heavily.

Lu Shaoqing was bleeding all over, and most of his bones were broken, and he screamed in pain.

"Holy Lord, damn your uncle," Lu Shaoqing rushed out from under the ground again, and this time he was even more embarrassed.

Mu Yong couldn't understand, so he asked the black-robed man again, "If you want to kill him, just do it directly. Why do you have to do this?"

The black-robed man stared at the narrowed void crack and snorted, "Not enough."

Mu Yong seemed to understand, "Want to destroy this place?"

The black-robed man sneered, "Destroy? No, no, if you want to destroy it, let the God of Transformation take action and this place would have collapsed long ago. In order to deal with him, didn't you find that he has suppressed a lot of strength?"

"Otherwise he would have died long ago."

Mu Yong was confused again. Although he had a close connection with the Holy Lord, he could no longer guess what the Holy Lord was going to do.

"What exactly are you going to do?"

"Hehe..." The black-robed man still smiled but didn't say anything.

Mu Yong was annoyed and wanted to take action to deal with him.

Unfortunately, it was useless for him to take action. The two fought evenly and the gain outweighed the loss.

He said coldly, "Then you have to make him careful, otherwise you will kill him but not get the result he wants."

I can't beat you, then I will use my mouth to attack you.

The black-robed man laughed and said, "As long as he continues the attack just now, it will be enough."

Mu Yong shook his head and continued to attack with his mouth, "If this continues, he will die sooner or later. His strength is just like this. His state has declined, and the attack just now can no longer be maintained."

"Then he will die..." The black-robed man's tone was cruel and full of murderous intent.

Lu Shaoqing looked at the huge finger that fell again, and he cursed the ancestors of the Holy Lord in his mouth and heart.

He was like a mosquito, being chased and crushed by this finger. Even if his body was strong, he couldn't stand it again and again.

Lu Shaoqing narrowly avoided an attack and roared again, "Give me a reason."

"Killing my son, does it count?"

The Holy Lord finally spoke, and this shocked everyone.

The monks of the Holy Clan were all shocked.

"What? He killed the Holy Lord's son?"

"He is so bold. Without the Holy Lord's son, he dared to come to the Holy Land and climb the Holy Mountain."

The Luan family members on Luan Xingyue's side were also shocked. They knew more. The Holy Lord had three sons. The third son, Luan Jun, joined the advance team and went to the Zuxing.

Not long after going to Zuxing, Luan Jun's life tablet was broken.

Who killed Luan Jun? The Holy Lord never said it, and even the people of the Luan family didn't know how Luan Jun died.

Only the Holy Lord knew about entering Zuxing.

At that time, Yan Ba ​​personally asked to go to Zuxing to avenge Luan Jun.

And today, they finally knew why the Holy Lord took action against Lu Shaoqing.

It turned out to be the enemy who killed his son.

"So that's it, he should be killed!"

"This man must be killed!"

"Kill him!"

Many Saint Clan monks shouted.

However, Mu Yonghei the black-robed man was very calm.

Mu Yong even sneered and said to the black-robed man, "He found three orphans as his own sons and killed the little girl of the Yan family. It's really shameful."

"What is he going to do?"

The black-robed man was not angry. He said the same thing, "You will know when you come back..."