I just want to practice

The world is silent.

Everything is silent.

At this moment, the giants of the heavens were silent.

In the world, only the blood-stained haggard old man walked forward with heavy steps, stepping on everyone's heart, bringing a long-lasting shock.

Break through the entire Shura war!

It's not for fame, let alone for prestige, it's just to take a younger generation home!

They can't imagine.

What kind of perseverance and persistence is it that can support this old man to complete this thing that no one has done in hundreds of generations.

this moment.

Some people admire the fearless courage of the old farmer, while some laugh at the old man's recklessness.

There are also people who feel incredible for the tenacity and persistence of the warriors.

Jiang Wuye, who knows that he must die and wants to fight to the last ounce of strength, is like this.

The same is true for the old farmer who dared to cross the Shura universe with one person and one sword.

If all martial arts in the world are like this.

"..."

Scalp numb! !

fortunately!

Fortunately, Martial Arts has faded away, and its glory is no longer there.

otherwise.

Who in this world, what clan can rival it?

Boom!

at last.

Take the last step.

The old farmer set foot in the first war zone, with tears welling up in his eyes.

Bend over.

With trembling hands, he picked up Jiang Wuye's broken skull.

"Son, I'm sorry for you."

He is like a kind elder, reaching out to touch her gently, his face is full of pride, but his heart is like a knife.

After a while.

Get up.

Clang!

The long-broken killing sword in the old farmer's hand pointed at the mighty powers of the heavens, and the suppressed boundless fierceness exploded, hitting everyone's hearts like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"The old man wants to take him away today, who will stop him?!"

His voice was old and hoarse, but it was filled with the unchangeable will of heaven and earth.

"Wuyang, I admire your perseverance and your strength, but..."

The Great Elder of the Shura clan let out a long sigh, and finally turned cold and iron-blooded: "Today, let alone you, even if Mo Jietian comes out with all his strength, he will not be able to keep him!!"

Boom boom boom!

As his voice fell.

It's not just the Shura clan.

A great power on the side of Sanctuary and Immortal Dao also showed ferocious fangs, and his aura was turbulent, like a giant universe floating in the sky, locking all the escape routes of Wuyang in all directions.

Zulongshu, they can't give up!

"Oh, you..."

Facing the malice of the mighty powers of the heavens, Wu Yang's will did not loosen in the slightest. On the contrary, he smiled, a kind of indifferent smile that disregarded life and death: "Could it be true that there is no one in martial arts?"

"Isn't it... eh?!"

The heavenly masters heard this and were about to sneer, but the next moment, there was an ominous sign crazily emerging in their hearts! !

Boom!

Boom boom boom! ! !

Suddenly, there were muffled impacts and collisions in the vast universe, echoing in the hearts of hundreds of millions of beings.

In the dark, there seems to be a giant ancient monster impacting the barriers of time and space, wanting to kill from the distant sky to the current world, and destroy all enemies in the world!

Taboo breath! ! !

"How dare he? Did he die?"

The giants of the heavens shrank their pupils, thinking of an unrivaled martial artist who once dominated the world in the era of the opening of the sky, and all looked at a certain theater in the Shura battlefield.

boom!

next moment!

The space-time rift was shattered by billions of martial arts lights!

The majestic martial arts qi and blood flooded the heavens and the world in an instant, cut off the time and space, and the unimaginable terrifying fierceness made all dao and ten thousand dharma tremble and pale, it was unbearable!

see you.

The peak of the vast sanctuary.

The center of endless chaos.

There is a martial arts mountain that breaks through the chaos, runs through the dark sky, exists forever, and stands immortal!

The sacred mountain is immeasurable, and all things are created, it seems to support the heavens, suppress the great world, stand at the end of time and space on the avenue, and evolve the once dazzling martial arts prosperity.

Accompanied by the rolling and falling good fortune gas, various visions began to emerge on the Martial Dao Divine Mountain.

King Zhou Tian roars the galaxy!

The peerless ancient ancestor controls the universe!

The Martial Dao Patriarch God fights against the heavens!

The trillions and billions of living beings are also like dragons and tigers, striving for self-improvement and endless life!

"Battle, fight!!!"

Scenes of the great world interweave, and the ancestors of martial arts roar!

Countless terrifying fighting spirits condensed and raged, breaking through the shackles of time, fighting from ancient times to the present, turning into countless iron-blooded weapons, divine soldiers and generals, ruthlessly pressing down on the battlefield of Shura, shouting to kill and shaking the sky, wanting to fight again. Heavenly heroes!

"War God Mountain!!"

"I didn't expect that after countless years, martial arts are far away, and this good fortune heavenly soldier has not been worn out!"

"More importantly, Wu Hong, he actually has such determination, is it really worth it?"

At this moment, the giants frowned.

They gazed over the boundless martial arts mountain that seemed to support the heavens and worlds, and stared at the old man sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

Although gray-haired.

Although the face is old.

but,

His physique is still majestic and full of vigor, capable of tearing apart all enemies.

His back is still straight, like a godless mountain, enough to support the world!

The domineering and ferocious aura that once fought for nine days and ten places, and I am the only one, has not been wiped out by the years!

It's not like a person, but more like an ancient god, monster, and monster pressing there. Just the wisps of breath released by the physical body divert time and space, and the world howls, and the most powerful people dare not look at it!

"Whoever dares to fight this old man, stand up!!"

boom!

On Wushen Mountain, Wu Hong stood up, his white hair fluttering, his old eyes swept across the sky, the sound was like chaotic thunder, filled with endless domineering, reverberating in the great universe for a long time.

He doesn't have any crap!

If you open your mouth, you will be divided into life and death!

The meaning is obvious.

Either Mo Jietian will take Jiang Wuye away today!

Either.

The giant is bleeding!

Rumble!

Accompanied by Wu Hong's iron will.

The Martial God Mountain is also extremely resplendent, spewing out a more resplendent martial arts killing intent, turning into a mouthful of killing soldiers, one after another ancient giants, listed above the nine heavens, seeming to fully recover at any time and crush everything enemy!

"Wu Hong, you should know, once you make a move, what does it mean?"

A cold sound came from the depths of a certain sky in the sanctuary, carrying a strong sense of warning.

It is God's will that the giants do not make a move before the prehistoric era returns!

"Hahaha, God's will is never in Wu, you care, we don't care!"

Wu Hong, however, seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, his will remained unchanged, and he asked the heavens again: "I just ask, who dares to risk their lives?!"

"madman!!"

The Tianyu giant who just spoke out left a cold snort before falling silent.

Obviously, in the face of Wu Hong's hard-headed hob meat, he chose to give up.

Although the ancestral dragon tree is good.

But never underestimate the destructive power of a giant, especially, this giant is the kind of outlaw player who dares to flip the chessboard!

"Oh, a group of rats!"

The three giants of the Shura tribe couldn't help laughing when they saw that the giants of the Immortal Dao gradually fell silent.

"It's not a small price for you to show up today!"

The bloody sculpture looked at the mighty Wu Hong on Wushen Mountain, and said with a sneer, "This is a body that is still alive, and forced to return to its peak state.

After today, even with that kid's medicine, you won't be able to live for many years. Without you, Mo Jietian... Hehe.

What's more, you don't think that you can compete with the Shura clan by yourself, what a joke! "

Wu Hong's state, they couldn't see it, it was just forcibly burning his original source to restore his peak, and showing off his prestige for a while.

The giant of the immortal way cherished his life, set his sights on the prehistoric world, and did not want to make more troubles.But the Shura tribe has three giants, even if Wu Hong dares to fight for his life, they are not afraid at all!

"Everyone, you seem to have forgotten what this place is."

At this moment, a cold snort resounded from the depths of the Eternal God City, instantly making the faces of the three giants of the Shura Clan darken.

They almost forgot.

There is also the existence of a giant who is a complete victory, the Pillar of Creation God. If he does something, he will definitely stand by the side of martial arts!

Although a desperate Wu Hong is a threat, they can deal with it calmly.

But if you add a Good Fortune Pillar God...

"Unless the Shura clan has the courage to fall a giant, otherwise, they dare not fight!"

In the silence, the gazes of the great immortals flickered, and they knew in their hearts that no one could stop Mo Jietian from picking up Jiang Wuye today.

unless……