In the air, the aura emitted by the Holy Tree of the Yellow Springs is getting stronger and stronger, giving people the feeling of being in a stormy wave.

The surroundings of the valley were completely quiet, and everyone's faces were full of solemnity!

Suddenly, the aura of the Yellow Spring Holy Tree reached its peak and then quickly dissipated.

The withered halo covered with its surface also disappeared.

Mature!

call--

Countless monks couldn't help but take a step forward, their eyes were filled with heat, and their breathing became stronger.

The Emperor Zhantian God suddenly stood up, and a cold snorted heavily from his mouth, exploding in everyone's ears like thunder.

He took a step forward and entered the valley, his eyes swept over and showed a hint of excitement. A little hesitation flashed in his eyes, but feeling the several tightly locked aura behind him, the Emperor Zhantian finally gave up the thoughts in his heart.

He waved his sleeves and took away three holy fruits of the Yellow Springs. Then he grabbed his hands forward. With a "boom", the entire holy tree of the Yellow Springs was uprooted.

"War Heaven God Emperor, what are you going to do!"

"Put down the fruit tree!"

"Stop immediately, otherwise you will never stop until you die!"

Several monks shouted violently, and the violent aura burst out.

"Haha!" Zhantian God Emperor laughed wildly, "I am just interested in the Huangquan Holy Tree, and the remaining fruits will belong to you!" He suddenly raised his arms as he spoke, and the ten Huangquan Holy Fruits shot in all directions, then turned around and roared away.

After the fruit of the Yellow Spring Holy Tree, it will soon die and disappear. This is well-known. Why did the God Emperor of War Heaven collect this item?

Many monks flashed with surprise in their eyes, but looking at the Holy Fruit of the Yellow Springs shooting at all sides, they still suppressed their thoughts and flew to join the robbery.

Boom-

The terrifying power fluctuated suddenly and exploded wildly.

"This holiness fruit belongs to mine. Whoever dares to fight for it will die!"

"Mine! It's mine!"

"Die it all!"

No one noticed it at all in the chaos, and a figure quietly retreated and galloped towards the direction of the God Emperor Zhantian.

...

A shocking rainbow came from afar and landed on the ground, revealing the figure of the God Emperor in the Battle. After sensing that there was nothing wrong with the surrounding area, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"A group of ignorant things only know to stare at the Holy Fruit of the Yellow Springs, but they don't find any real treasures. Good fortune is really a great fortune!"

With a happy smile, the Emperor of War Heaven waved his sleeves, and the Holy Tree of the Yellow Springs suddenly appeared in front of him. In just a while, its already dry branches became even more dull and exuded a strong decay.

The God Emperor Zhantian looked solemn, "It seems that the power of the underworld is more than I expected, but in this way, the greater the harvest will be."

A flash of heat flashed in his eyes. He carefully took out a bottle of slightly viscous oil from the storage ring and poured it on the Holy Tree of the Yellow Springs.

call--

A ball of flame suddenly emerged, completely wrapping the Holy Tree of the Yellow Springs, showing a black color. Not only did it not have the slightest burning and hot feeling, but it exuded a bit of a bit of chilling chill.

But soon, the color of the flame slowly faded away, gradually appearing a milky white color, and the biting coldness also turned into a warmth.

When the flames were extinguished, the Holy Tree of Yellow Springs had turned into ashes, a milky white crystal the size of a fist appeared at its roots.

The God Emperor Zhantian looked ecstatic and reached out to take the object into his hand. But before he could check it carefully, his face suddenly changed, "Who! Get out of this emperor!"

Not far away, Mo Yu's figure flashed out and said lightly, "The Emperor's Level of Physical Cultivation actually has such a keen sense of sensitivity. The Emperor War God is indeed extraordinary."

"It's you." Emperor Zhan Tian's face changed slightly. "When I was in the valley just now, the wave of divine thoughts I noticed should have been emitted by you. With your cultivation level, it is ridiculous to hide your head and tail."

Mo Yu's expression was calm, "I just don't like to be proud of you."

"Hmph!" Emperor Zhantian's eyes were gloomy, "Stop talking nonsense, you are following you, what's going on?"

"I want this crystal in your hand."

The air stagnated instantly, and the heavy feeling seemed to condense.

The Emperor Zhantian's eyes narrowed and laughed in anger, "From this emperor's opinion, you are looking for death!"

Without any signs, he stepped heavily under his feet, and his body burst out like a sharp arrow that had taken off the string.

It’s better to start first!

With one punch, the terrifying power burst out, and the vast river was like a long river, instantly occupying the entire space.

Dodge is not allowed!

Mo Yu's eyes lit up. The God Emperor of War Heaven was the strongest person he had seen. He could shake the world with one punch and one kick.

But at this moment, not only did he not retreat, but his figure moved and fisted directly to meet him.

In the flash of lightning, two figures collided heavily at an astonishing speed.

boom--

The loud noise was like thunder, as if it was creating the world. The violent force burst out from the two of them and poured into the earth. The ground suddenly rolled violently like a big wave, and every inch was completely crushed.

The burly body of the God Emperor Zhantian suddenly shook, and then retreated one after another. Every step was the earth shaking, causing cracks on the ground to spread around like spider webs.

His eyes widened subconsciously, looking in disbelief, but the powerful fluctuations of blood and blood burst out from Mo Yu's body at this moment forced him to admit that this was a super strong physical cultivation who was not inferior to him at all!

Taking a deep breath, the Emperor Zhantian barely suppressed the turbulence in his heart and said in a cold voice: "What is your relationship with Dou Zhan Palace?"

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he vaguely guessed that he seemed to have misunderstood something. He didn't explain at the moment and said lightly: "Take the crystal and leave immediately."

The God Emperor Zhantian looked gloomy and calm. Obviously, his thoughts were turning quickly. After a few breaths, he sneered, revealing a cold murderous intent. "So what if you are a monk from the Dou Zhan Palace? As long as the gods kill you here without knowing it, who knows that I will take action."

He suddenly looked up, a strange black light appeared in his eyes, and his voice became a little more ethereal, as if it was coming from extremely far away, "You can't stop this punch, you will only have a death ending."

Mo Yu's body was slightly stiff, and his eyes showed a look of struggle. The sound seemed to be ringing in his ears, constantly echoing in his mind, making him instinctively feel that this is the fact.

If you can't stop this punch... you will definitely die...

A wave of despair surged out of the mind and gradually enveloped the soul.

A few wisps of ash aura suddenly emanated from Mo Yu's body, as if they were about to die, and there was no moment of arrogant attitude.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the God Emperor Zhantian's mouth. He had never made any mistakes in dealing with cultivators below the Heavenly Dao... Today, another emperor-level powerful man will die in front of him!

"die!"

While drinking, he took a step forward and raised his hand to bang Mo Yu's eyebrows.

The violent power made the air scream!

Seeing that his fist was about to hit the target, the sneer of the Emperor Zhantian's mouth became heavier, but the next moment, the smile suddenly froze.

Bang-

A slender palm grabbed the punch and easily resisted the violent force like a sea of ​​turbulent force, and it was difficult to make any progress.

Mo Yu's expression was cold, without the previous struggle. His eyes were clear and black and white, deep like an abyss, cold and dark, as if he wanted to make people's soul sink forever.

"You are not enough to kill me."

His palm suddenly exerted force, and the Emperor Zhantian's eyes contracted violently, and he barely raised his arm to block in front of him.

The next moment, the powerful knee top fell heavily, causing his body to break away from the ground instantly. His arms were crackling, his chest was muffled and his tongue was sweet, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood. Before he could fall, he was shattered into a blood mist by the terrible power contained in the blood.

Before the body of the God Emperor Zhantian landed, Mo Yu took advantage of the momentum to exert force and threw his shocked body up and smashed it hard to the ground.

boom--

With a loud bang, it was like a meteorite falling to the ground. A huge pit appeared in front of him, and countless huge cracks spread around.

The Emperor Zhantian was lying at the bottom of the pit, his eyes raised outward because of the huge force. The tiny blood vessels burst out, forming terrifying dark red lines, densely packed throughout the eyeballs.

The burly body as strong as a mountain now looks like a pool of mud, and the blood dyed the earth under him red.

At this moment, his chest was gently undulating, but he was not dead yet.

Mo Yu was silent for a moment, leaned over to his ear, and whispered: "There are more than one person in Mo's hand, the blood of the Heavenly Dao monk."

The Emperor Zhantian's eyes widened slightly, and a trace of vibration flashed, and the next moment, slowly faded.

Mo Yu sighed in his heart. This is the fate of the monk. On the way forward, he either climbed step by step with countless corpses, or disappeared.

This is true when fighting against the God Emperor, and so is it for him.

If you want to survive, you must become stronger, become stronger, and keep becoming stronger.

Mo Yu shook his head slightly, his expression showed firmness, and he brushed his sleeves to take away the storage ring and the white crystal, and turned around and left.

...

Where the valley is located, the competition for the Holy Fruit of the Yellow Springs has become increasingly fierce and has completely entered a white-hot heat. From time to time, a scream can be heard, and then the dazzling blood flowers blooming instantly.

The strong bloody smell stimulated the nerves of every monk, making them even more ruthless when they took action.

Qingyuan felt very tired, but she knew she could not faint because her companions were still waiting for her request for help.

Stick to it.

Persist a little longer.

After a while, Qingyuan's consciousness gradually began to blur, but he was still flying forward due to instinctive persistence.

"Well... it seems that there is a lot of monk's aura... It's so good... I finally found someone..."

Qingyuan reluctantly raised his head, and the shadows in front of her were vague. She could no longer see the human face, so she could only fly into the crowd with the sound in her mouth intermittently, "Save...Help...Help..."

call--

A terrible energy hit my face, and that cruel and fierceness made Qingyuan's mind appear briefly clear.

She wanted to dodge, but she was powerless and could only stare at the sight of death.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her, her upright back looked like a mountain that could block all wind and rain.
Chapter completed!