The world of Panheng, Hongmeng void, and outside the world's diaphragm, the boundless chaotic tides collided with each other, splashing countless streams of light.

The Mu Daoist held the branches of the seven treasures in his hand and brushed them around, his eyes shining brightly, and his eyes were not half a step away from the Blood Crown Saint. The Blood Crown Saint was full of golden light, and his whole body had completely turned into a ball of blazing golden light. His every move made the chaotic tides fall apart, and made terrifying loud noises.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could not hurt Mu Dao Ren at all.

A brilliant and magnificent golden light surged out from the Panheng world, like a golden belt connected to the Blood-Crown Saint. It was precisely because of this golden belt that he continued to plunder the spiritual energy of the Panheng world that he supported him to fight for a long time.

As time went by, the Blood-Crown Saint Lord, who could not be captured for a long time, roared in anger, and a strangely scepter spitted out of his hand with a dazzling blood light, roaring out of his hand, and slammed hard onto the top of Mu Taoist's head.

"Ah? The innate killing treasure? The power is slightly worse than that of the pair of innate killing swords of fellow Taoist Daoist. How wonderful is this treasure with me!" Taoist Mu was used to the natural expression and sighed loudly: "I don't know how many innocent creatures this scepter of the Holy Lord killed. I am about to take him back to suppress him, use supreme magic power to cleanse the infinite injustice souls on it, and return him to his true face."

The Blood Crown Saint was so angry that he cursed in his heart that he was innate to kill the treasure. What is the killing treasure? What is used to kill the treasure? What is the killing treasure? What is it so magnificent to do? It is nothing more than having the intention of seeing money and wanting to rob it forcibly.

"I am fighting countless worlds and encountering countless strong people. No one I have ever met in my life is as thick as yours." The Blood Crown Venerable scolded coldly, and the strange scepter, which was like a palm holding a sharp knife, gushing blood, and thousands of blood rainbows were swaying around the Mu Taoist Man and hit him repeatedly.

The branches in Mudaoist's hands blocked left and right, and collided with the scepter and kept making a dull roar. The branches of the Seven Treasures shone with a magnificent glow, and the Blood Crown Saint Lord attacked and killed with all his strength, but he failed to touch Mudaoist's body.

The Blood Crown Saint looked at Mu Dao Ren helplessly. He had never encountered such a difficult opponent. How powerful Mu Dao Ren is, it seems that he is not very powerful. At least until now, Mu Dao Ren has not shown enough lethality.

But if you say that Mu Dao Ren is a good example, the branch in his hand is as slippery as an oil-coated loach, allowing the Blood Crown Saint to attack with all his strength, but no attack was truly realized. No single blow could cause substantial damage to Mu Dao Ren.

"Damn it!" The Blood-Crown Saint Lord laughed in anger. He took a deep breath. Twelve golden sharp energy rushed out from the top of his head. Each golden sharp energy was supported by a round light. The three-day and September projection of Panyu World arrived.

The body of the Blood Crown Saint suddenly swelled, and he let out a low cry of pain. His body grew taller rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it reached a height of thousands of feet. His face quickly wriggled and twisted, and a huge eye hole between his eyebrows expanded rapidly, and soon included his original two eyes.

A bloody one-eyed eye suddenly appeared in the eye sockets of the Blood Crown Saint Lord's eyebrows, and his eyes were covered with blood vessels raised. A fierce and cruel aura that had no wisdom at all came out of the one-eyed eye. The Blood Crown Saint Lord roared to the sky, and his body had expanded to a height of thousands of feet.

"Pan Yu's true body?" Mu Dao Ren sincerely exclaimed: "Miaohe, those alien races back then didn't know this trick."

With a hint of joyful smile on his face, Taoist Mu nodded slowly: "Wonderful, wonderful, this is not the Pangu world. I give you enough time to do my best. I really want to see how strong your Panyu world is."

He raised his head, Mu Dao Ren did not attack Pan Yu's true body while the Blood Crown Saint was condensed, but looked up at the endless Hongmeng Void and said lightly: "When your tribe invaded Pangu's world, I was reluctant to do my best to teach them a lesson... Today, at this time, I don't have to be afraid of anything, just to see it."

The blood-crowned Saint's movement suddenly subsided. He lowered his head and looked down at Taoist Mu, shouting coldly and ruthlessly: "What did you say?"

With a strange and mysterious expression on Mu Dao Ren said slowly: "I mean, at this time, there are only you and me. I can do my best, without worrying about disturbing someone, let alone worry about seeing through some of the plots. So, I give you enough time to just take out all your skills."

He simply put away the branches of the seven treasures in his hand, and the Mu Taoist slowly rolled up his wide sleeves, revealing his arms.

After gently swaying his palms that were more than twice as many as ordinary people, Mu Dao Ren looked at the Blood Crown Saint with calmness and said, "Try your best. Next, if I can't stop you from taking action, you will naturally die. None of your lackeys will be left behind."

The body of the Blood Crown Saint continued to expand rapidly, but his attention was completely locked on Mu Dao Ren: "You Pangu World...you, and the person who took the finger of the deity last time, what are you planning?"

"The Eternal Way of Wuji!" Mu Taoist raised his hands, and a strange aura that could not be described in words appeared in the palm of his palm. He looked proudly at the Blood Crown Saint Lord and said coldly: "But, Xia Chong can't speak Bing, tell you, you don't understand. I am too lazy to spend this effort."

The Blood-Crown Saint's face flushed, and he angrily said to Taoist Mu: "How dare you underestimate me?"

The corners of Mu Dao Ren's mouth drooped slightly, and the sad expression on his face became stronger and stronger. He was about to say something, but suddenly he shivered and shivered: "No, why did my junior brother be cheated by that devil again in his life? Hey, my junior brother, your "revolution" method is too complicated... Do you really think that Brother Yu doesn't know that you were deliberately entangled in demons to prove the great way? But it's too dangerous, too dangerous!"

Leaving the Blood Crown Saint, Taoist Mu turned around and rushed to Panheng World.

The Blood-Crown Saint Lord roared angrily, and raised his hands with a strange scepter that had expanded to tens of thousands of feet in length and smashed it hard at Mu Taoist Man.

Taoist Mu smiled coldly, and suddenly fifty-two golden lights rose above his head, fifty-two strange-shaped figures, wearing jewels and beads, and strange-shaped golden figures roared to the sky, circling around the Blood Crown Saint Lord like a lantern. Countless weapons with strange-shaped weapons were attacking the Blood Crown Saint Lord. Before the Blood Crown Saint Lord could see clearly, he was knocked to the ground by hundreds of millions of attacks.

"You!" The Blood-Crown Saint was shocked and hissed.

"Get out!" Mu Taoist shouted softly, and a seal in his left hand flickered, and a green light flashed by. Pan Yuzhen's chest condensed by the Blood Crown Saint Lord exploded, and a transparent hole with a diameter of ten thousand feet was exploded on his chest. A large piece of blood and flesh splattered. The Blood Crown Saint Lord screamed and screamed. He was knocked away by the blow for countless thousands of miles. He was swept away in a mess.
Chapter completed!