On the wasteland, every step was frightened and full of murderous intentions. On the north side, near the capital city of Tongtian Xuange, there were faint shouts of killing. It was the low-level warriors who were constantly supporting several great emperors. After the war between gods ended, the entire Tianwu world fell into unprecedented chaos. In fact, what Mo Ran doesn't know yet is that the people who are attacking his poisonous swamp forest are not only Hou Pei's Beast Realm and Wu Qian's Deep Sea, but also Peng Feng's Glacier Mirror Forest and Lu Hao's Tongtian Hanging Tower. Ge and Lu Yun's Jiulu Heavenly Palace also participated. The Zixiao Men can be said to be attacked from both sides. On the one hand, Hou Pei of the Sin Alliance has huge ambitions and will not hesitate to use conspiracy and tricks in order to collect the colorful marbles. On the other hand, the hatred between the Nine Divine Realms and the Zixiao Men has reached an point that cannot be resolved. At such a point, if the power of the combined nine realms takes action when Mo Ran is not around, the strong men of Zixiao Men may not be able to match them even if they are twice as many. There is no intention of mind, and the victory and defeat can be seen at a glance Blood and meat foam still flies in the sky, and occasionally sweeping through the wind, the blood mist is farther. The thick blood and stench seeped into everyone's nostrils, bringing an unprecedented sense of disgust. However, there is such a person right now, but he is standing under the rain of blood all over the sky, showing no sign of retreating. On the contrary, this person seemed to be enjoying the smell of blood. He raised his head and closed his eyes, bathing in the rain of blood Blood feud naturally requires blood to cleanse it. Feeling Only by drinking the blood of the enemy can Mo Ran regain a sense of calm. But you must know that peace does not mean death, just as the hatred in his heart at this moment is climbing up with the rain of blood in the sky, gradually evaporating "Pa~" The milky white light group in his hand has an extremely pure feeling. The breath and the spiritual consciousness contained in it were constantly calling for mercy, but Mo Ran seemed not to hear it, and almost immediately crushed it to pieces in front of the Dragon King. The light group exploded, and the raging energy surged in all directions, cleaning up the dust in the air and rolling up a turbine-shaped tornado. The dust settled Mo Ran's figure was revealed. The blue robe was covered with blood at some point. The setting sun shone down from the horizon, revealing a strange green and black color "It seems that our sect is not too late ¡¡± ¡°Day and night, this was the first time Mo Ran smiled knowingly. At least after hearing the bad news, he could still see a few relatives ¡°Aren¡¯t they relatives?¡± Fang Zhun, Xiao Die, and Hei Dian, each of these three people are close friends who have followed them all the way from the earthly martial arts world. Sometimes the word "best friend" has long been replaced by relatives. ¡°Sect Master~¡± There was a sound of surprise, and Fang Zhun almost forgot about his physical pain and quickly approached. Naturally, Hei Dian was also acting at the same time, and Mo Ran saw Xiao Die in his hand. When they reunited again, the four of them were filled with unspeakable emotions. In the midst of surprise, the hatred that had been buried for nine years finally broke out at this moment "Brother." Heidian handed Xiaodie back to Fang Zhun, and pointed angrily at Long Wu Dijun and Fang Zhun. The eyes of the powerful emperors and monarchs present were full of anger: "It's him. He led the powerful men from the five forbidden areas to surround and kill millions of my disciples in the Marsh Forest, including Xie Gui, Huo Tian, ??Ye Qiu, Sect Master Xu, and Sect Master Duan. , Everyone died in their hands." Fang Zhun's voice was low, like a demon from hell opening its fangs, tears flashing in his eyes with hatred: "Without them, Tiandang Mountain might not have been defeated like this. Tragically, all five thousand of the Death's Kiss squad were killed, and thousands of the powerful God Emperors of the Zixiao men were all killed by their opponents. All of this was thanks to them" "Death's Kiss squad?" Mo Ran was already furious. After hearing Fang Zhun's words, his eyes became even colder "I spent thirty years in the Zilu Heavenly Palace to search for soul weapons, but I missed the Zixiao Men. I was wrong, it was a big mistake." Mo Ran spoke out in grief and indignation, looking up to the sky and sighing. : "If I had known this, it would be better not to enter the Heavenly Palace." "Brother" Hei Dian hesitated to speak. It is useless to say anything else at this time. Mo Ran turned around and glanced at the unconscious Xiaodie, his eyes full of apology: "I'm not a good master." After saying that, Mo Ran turned his attention to Dragon King and others again. At this time, even though the Dragon King had boundless wisdom and tricks, he couldn't figure out how to defeat Mo Ran. ????????????????? Or use a trick to make it retreat? ?Obviously impossible. Mo Ran's energy was flowing around his body, and his eyes were filled with madness. Since the Zixiaomen had been destroyed, there was no need to care about all the constraints. "Kill~" Mo Ran only had anger and murderous intent in his heart. Only killing could calm the hatred in his heart. Without further ado, Mo Ran transformed into a dark golden divine light and swept away with a bangDragon King, this sect will kill you today??A dragon skin. " Angry flames surged into the sky. Mo Ran turned his fingers into fists and attacked suddenly "High-level emperor? " Looking at the flying divine light, the Dragon King Emperor was stunned on the spot. He never thought that Mo Ran would reach this stage after thirty years in the Heavenly Palace. Thinking back to the scene of Sha Qiang's tragic death just now, Another astonishing phrase came to mind: "The law of time?" "The Dragon King understood, but it was too late. "Peng~" An old punch contained the three principles of space, origin, and time. It hit the Dragon King's chest without any surprise. This punch directly knocked the Dragon King Emperor into vomiting. Blood. "Ouch" On the verge of death, the Dragon King Emperor roared wildly, and the five-clawed golden dragon transformed into a giant dragon, clawing at Mo Ran with its fangs and claws "Hmph~ Any big insect who dares to violate the power of this sect is seeking death" Mo Ran snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain and contempt. With his fists dancing, he did not avoid or retreat, and launched a fierce attack "Peng~Peng~Peng~Peng~" One punch after another, the Dragon King The emperor had no power to fight back, and mouthfuls of bright red blood continued to spurt out from the huge dragon's mouth. Everyone could see that the thick blood was mixed with many fragments of internal organs. "Peng~" Another heavy punch came, and the Dragon King Emperor's huge dragon body fell violently downwards. Mo Ran flew forward, drew an arc in the space, and fell back to the ground first, filled with resentful anger. With a murderous intention, Mo Ran held up the Dragon King's dragon tail with both hands, and the Brahma Technique was running wildly. His left hand suddenly transformed and increased several times, and he tightly clasped the Dragon King's neck, and squeezed it with his right hand. Holding the hind legs, he pulled hard "Pfft~" The hind legs, which were as thick as a giant barrel, were ripped off by Mo Ran. Then Mo Ran mercilessly dug into the flesh and blood, and his fingers separated the dragon skin and dragon flesh. The heartbreaking pain made the Dragon King keep roaring and struggling. He tried his best, but he couldn't break free from Mo Ran's grasp. Those two seemingly small palms seemed to have iron pincers. With such strength, he was tightly held on, not allowing him to break free. "Five-clawed golden dragon, die" Mo Ran roared, using his right hand fiercely, powerful and vast energy poured into his arms, and the golden dragon appeared. The skin was ripped open from the tail of the five-clawed golden dragon, reaching the top of its head. You need to know that the body of the five-clawed golden dragon is so tough that it is difficult for even the supreme artifact to leave scars on it. At this moment, Mo Ran only used his hands. The bloody and cruel methods of tearing off the dragon's legs and pulling out the dragon's skin made the scalps of the powerful emperors numb and their bodies trembling. "High, high-level emperor, the law of time" He was showing off his power just now. The powerful emperors of this generation were all swallowing saliva, and their trembling legs were already moving. At this moment, even if they wanted to escape, they were powerless "Hiss~" A harsh cry rushed out from the mouth of the Dragon King, accompanied by a big mouth The large mouthful of blood was like a waterfall in the mountains, instantly dyeing the earth a bloody red. "Peng~" He threw the Dragon King who had taken off his dragon skin heavily onto the wilderness, Mo Ran holding a sword that was dozens of feet long. Dragon Skin glared fiercely at the body that was lying like a mountain, moaning and groaning with blood and flesh, without any mercy in his eyes. He opened his mouth wide, and a golden heart arrow flew out from it and circled three times in the air. , and then transformed into thousands of golden thunders in front of everyone, crashing down. The dragon's body was instantly blasted by thousands of thunderbolts, and the burnt smell and pungent blood were mixed together, making people laugh and vomit after seeing it Killing~ Mo Ran's red eyes were not disturbed by anything, There was only killing in his eyes, and the thousands of golden thunders descended, instantly defeating the physical body and soul of the Dragon King Emperor at the same time, leaving no trace of life left. Kill~ Blood feud should be washed away with blood In Mo Ran's heart, even the lives of tens of thousands of warriors are not enough to fill up the anger in Mo Ran's heart. Looking back with cold eyes and murderous intent, Mo Ran once again took out the three sharp blades of the Supreme Purple Flame, Yuan Ming Blood Moon Wheel, and the God-Destroying Golden Shuttle, and rushed into the emperor's team of only seven people like wolves and tigers. Killing ~ The murderous intention in the sky stirred up the black wind, screams continued, panicked cries, miserable wailing sounds, just like the cries of evil spirits in the abyss, sounded one after another. "Fang Zhun, brother is crazy." Hei Dian stared blankly at the scattered limbs, red blood, and big heads flying up one by one in the field. It is difficult to describe the feeling in his heart. Fang Zhun¡¯s eyes were also filled with anger, lighting upHe said: "It's a good killing, it should be killed. It's a pity that I don't have the strength of big brother. Otherwise, I would have entered the nine realms and the forbidden land long ago." Crazy, indeed crazy. "As long as the Tianwu world has existed, no one has ever carried out such a shocking killing, without two armies fighting at the same time, and a group of martial arts clashing. Just one person and one sword, harvesting lives single-handedly, is still the life of the emperor and the strong. This has never happened. But today, the flames of anger have burned all over his body, and there is no mercy for life in Mo Ran's eyes. Respecting martial arts, in the face of strong strength, everything is in vain Life is like grass, and heaven and earth are merciless Kill~, kill, kill straight away without any delay Just a few minutes later, at the scene The seven emperors disappeared in panic. The blood mist that filled the air had covered the entire sky. Through the dark clouds and blood clouds, no one present could see the dawn of life. The earth turned into a blood purgatory After Hate killed the seven emperors, Mo Ran did not stop. His eyes just passed over Fang Zhun and Hei Dian. Contrary to their expectations, he raised the purple flame in his hand and turned around to shoot towards the sky. The direction of the capital city of Xuan Pavilion. This time, even Fang Zhun didn¡¯t expect Mo Ran¡¯s hatred to be so powerful. After the dark golden shadow flashed past, a large rain of blood rose in the sky again "Isn't it possible?"