Will...will die?

Tens of thousands of people had pale faces and nervous hearts.

They still don't understand this scene, what happened, and who should they believe?

Can you trust this person who spreads doomsday rumors?

Ning Tao was anxious and his mind was in a mess.

First, the formation was broken, but it turned out to be just a gimmick, and then Thomas, the crazy man from the Holy See, suddenly appeared, and then, just as promised, the six members of the God of War team, and even the powerful Kunlun Realm!

They all appeared here one after another at this time!

Star core!

This is the key point, but this thing cannot be absorbed by human beings, but the strange thing is that Bai Laomo actually succeeded!

Defeat the Thirteen God Realm by oneself!

It seems that he is no longer in the half-step void realm, but a truly strong void-refining master who can travel through the void.

The gods were as silent as ice, looking at Mo Yuntian and others with trembling eyes, how could they be defeated so easily!

The strongest among tens of thousands of them, the person at the forefront of their practice, was defeated!

The legendary realm... appears!

"Ha ha……!"

"Mo Yuntian, you are here today too. You have been standing high on my head ever since you entered the path of cultivation. Your miracles and praises are everywhere in the cultivation world. It is truly a sight to behold."

Bai Lao Mo played with the void with a playful look on his face.

"Sigh... Can I understand that you are envious and jealous? I really didn't notice it back then. I'm sorry if I accidentally ignored you. I won't change it anyway."

Mo Yuntian spit out a mouthful of blood and his face turned cold.

On the other side, the shocked Taoist Yuntian spoke: "Old guy, what on earth did you do? How could you swallow the power of the star core? This is impossible."

"That kind of huge power, let alone a god like you, he wouldn't dare to absorb even the slightest bit from the virtual realm!"

Bai Lao Mo glanced lightly, his eyes as arrogant as Jiutian were full of contempt, raised his hand and punched out.

With one punch, the space is shattered!

Taoist Yuntian, Zen Master Long Xiang, and Venerable Thunder Punishment all changed their expressions at the same time. Such power could actually crush them.

"Yuntian Sword Technique, kill gods and demons with one sword!"

"Buddhism, Thousand-Armed Arhat!"

"The method of thunder punishment, the wrath of the thunder god!"

The three half-step virtual realms struck with all their strength, and the hasty attacks of more than a dozen gods were like a natural disaster coming to the world.

"boom!"

It was like a freshly fired cannonball exploding.

The three Taoists from Yuntian were repulsed, with blood bleeding from the corners of their mouths, the hairpins on their heads in a mess, and shock and anger in their eyes.

"Hmph, a bunch of foreign bastards dare to scream in front of me. They don't know whether to live or die. Just stay there for now."

While Bai Laomo spoke calmly, he stretched out a Wuqi palm and grabbed it from a distance. It was where the Kunlun people were.

"Click... click!"

Ning Tao opened his mouth and looked at it. The scene was like a smooth layer of ice cream, and someone suddenly grabbed a big ball out of it.

And in that large group, there were monks from the entire Kunlun world, and they were surrounded by space cracks!

Bai Lao Mo lowered his right hand and raised his left hand again, trapping the God of War team in the broken space again.

Zhan Yi's face turned black.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples of Hongmeng were uneasy, because this scene was like pigs being penned for slaughter!

Are there really such terrifying people in this world?

One... against ten thousand!

Ning Tao's face sank, and he flashed to the front of Hongmeng with a spear in hand. Even if he couldn't beat him, he couldn't retreat.

"Master Bai, you should be able to tell me your purpose now. Whoever gains this power will conquer the world. Do you want to become the overlord of this world and eliminate all countries one by one?"

Hearing this, Old Demon Bai smiled slightly, and suddenly erupted with an aura belonging to a strong man in refining the void, oppressing all directions.

"Didn't your teacher tell you that you should be respectful when talking to the elderly, lower your head, or kneel down to speak?"

"Crunch...!"

Ning Tao was half-kneeling on the ground in an instant, as if he had been knocked to the ground by a meteorite from outside the sky, with five mountain peaks resting on his body.

His face was flushed, and veins popped up on his forehead. However, no matter how hard he screamed and struggled to stand up, he was unable to do so.

"Bai Lao Mo, you are really getting better and better as you live. You actually attack a junior and come at me when you have the guts. Haven't you always wanted to defeat me? Come on!"

Mo Yuntian took action boldly in anger.

However, Bai Lao Mo smiled faintly and flicked his sleeves, and the shocking big hand was annihilated by a force, and another piece of space was grabbed.

"Chaos...empty...forbidden!"

With a low groan, Mo Yuntian and a large number of Hongmeng disciples were trapped in the broken space around them. No one dared to touch the cracks. If they touched them, they would die. They could only wait for them to heal.

Thomas, the eight ancestors, and the four Longjin people were all inside without exception, leaving only a dozen disciples outside.

"Bai Lao Mo, you scoundrel!"

Mr. Mo looked at the cracks in the space and cursed with a dark face.

"Haha, don't be so angry, Mo Yuntian, you can rest assured that I won't kill you, because I want you to look up to me all your life and feel the powerlessness of not being able to catch up with me."

Bai Lao Mo chuckled and scorned.

As he spoke, a suction force erupted from his palm and sucked Ning Tao over, and a pair of strong hands strangled his neck.

"Boy, do you know that I have hated you for a long time. You have ruined all my ten years of hard work in Tibet. Do you know how angry I was at that time? I wanted to tear you apart."

Old Demon Bai clenched his hands and sneered.

Ning Tao was choked so hard that he couldn't breathe. He rolled his eyes and his face gradually turned from handsome white to dark blue.

"How dare you roll your eyes at me? Is this because you were mocking me before you died?" Bai Laomo said with a sneer, and suddenly punched Ning Tao hard in the abdomen and strangled his neck.

"Uh...ah!"

Ning Tao's mind went blank and his abdomen felt cramped.

Mr. Mo and the others' eyes were about to burst when they looked at it. They cursed loudly in the small broken space, and they were all trembling with anger.

"Plop...!"

Ning Tao was thrown to the ground like a dead dog.

Bai Laomo lowered his head and chuckled: "Want to die? It won't be that simple. I have been tolerating you from the beginning."

He raised his foot and stepped hard on Ning Tao's arm bone.

"Crack!"

Many crisp sounds were heard, and Ning Tao, who had just regained his breath, screamed, and his arm bones were broken.

"Ah...ah...bastard!"

Tens of thousands of people watched this scene like this. Hongmeng and the others' eyes were blood red and their throats were almost bleeding from shouting.

If Mr. Mo hadn't stopped them, they would all have rushed into the crack!

"Pure Yang Finger!"

Wuchenzi's angry shout came, and the golden light flashed away.

Bai Lao Mo didn't even look at him, he stretched out his hand and grabbed those fingers, broke them off hard, and slapped them away with his palm.

"Bang...boom!"

The disparity in strength was too great. This palm directly knocked Wuchenzi into a deep pit, spurting out a mouthful of blood and not knowing whether he would live or die.

"master!"

Ning Tao roared with red eyes, his face was ferocious, his heart ached with pain, and unprecedented anger welled up in his heart.
Chapter completed!