Seeing this scene, the expressions of the Fifth Ancestor Shijie changed drastically. Only then did they realize that they had met the ancestor of the Monster Clan.
The five people did not dare to stay at all and left in five directions.
Chaos suppressed this world, and it was difficult for these warriors to break through the space. Under the suppression of Chaos, everyone's speed became very slow.
The entire ancient city of Hunyuan suddenly became a mess. The crowd who had originally thought of attacking the chaos began to run for their lives like ants on a hot pot.
Many people were even trampled to death in the crowds.
Chaos has no intention of holding back, it is still hunting down these fleeing warriors.
The huge body carried unmatched power and killed everything. Blood rained down from the sky, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and no bones were left.
The majestic beast power has completely swept this world, and the war is going on one side.
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In front of a tea stall in a remote street, the old man was still looking at the tea scripture in his hand quietly.
The tea cup in front of me is steaming, and the refreshing aroma of tea is floating around.
Even though countless people died tragically around him, rain of blood fell from the sky, and wailing sounds continued one after another, he did not even frown.
The little girl next to her turned pale and said nervously: "Grandpa, let's leave quickly."
"It's okay, Xiaoqi," the old man smiled and said, "Are you scared?"
"I'm not afraid," the little girl shook her head quickly, her chubby face full of nervousness.
She threw herself into the old man's arms and suddenly cried: "I'm just afraid that grandpa will be killed by that big monster. I don't want to lose grandpa."
The old man patted the little girl on the back and said with a kind smile: "Don't be afraid, everything will be over when you wake up."
Seeing the little girl in his arms falling into a deep sleep, the old man carefully placed her on the armchair and then slowly stood up.
The white hair on his temples was swaying gently in the breeze, and he looked at the apocalyptic scene in the ancient city indifferently.
A warrior just fell from the air and smashed a small cart next to the old man's tea stall into pieces.
The warrior fell in front of the old man in a bloody state, his blood staining the ground red, as if it was flowing down desperately.
"Help, save me," he begged weakly.
The old man glanced at the warrior indifferently, then with a calm expression, he stepped over the warrior's body and walked slowly towards Chaos.
A cold wind blew in the sky, and the winter cold current roared past.
Light snowflakes fell from the sky. The snowflakes jumped, rotated and danced under the influence of the cold current in the sky.
The falling snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the sky is covered with snowflakes.
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"That's enough," a sigh sounded in Hunyuan Ancient City.
The voice was very soft, as if it was a person whispering.
But the strange thing is that such a light voice spread through the hearts of everyone in Hunyuan Ancient City at this moment.
Even Xu Zimo is no exception.
Chaos stopped and looked around with a frown.
I saw an old man walking through the air, slowly walking over from the horizon.
The old man was wearing an ordinary green shirt of coarse cloth. He was already in his twilight years, and his face had countless wrinkles and ravines.
Every ravine seems to be telling the story of his life.
"Who are you?" Chaos asked with a frown.
He couldn't see through the old man's state. He felt like an ordinary old man, but for some reason, there seemed to be a great sense of oppression lingering in his heart.
"It's not important," the old man said calmly: "You have been making trouble for so long, please leave and let this place become peaceful."
At this time, ripples appeared in the void, and Xu Zimo's figure gradually appeared.
"The farce should end," the old man said calmly.
Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What does it have to do with you?"
"If you don't leave, then stay," the old man said calmly.
"With you?" Chaos snorted coldly, and grabbed the old man with his big claws.
The old man shook his head slightly, and a light blue light condensed out of his right hand. He stretched out his right hand, and with just such a slight flick, the light blue light burst out instantly.
Endless spiritual energy condensed in the air, and a "boom" explosion sounded, and Chaos' huge body was directly overturned to the ground.
The people who were still fleeing around them stopped instantly when they saw this scene.
"Which, who is this powerful person?" Someone was dumbfounded and muttered to himself.
Seeing this scene, Ancient God Yiye looked at the old man thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Chaos climbed up from the ground, looked at the old man angrily, and roared several times.
But he didn't attack rashly. The attack just now made him understand that this old man was not simple.
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"I'm just a loser," the old man said calmly: "The survival of this city actually has nothing to do with me, but at this moment, I just want a peaceful life."
As the old man finished speaking, a vast and boundless momentum was seen emanating from his body.
The old man's face was dull, and the endless space was torn apart by this momentum, and cracks appeared in the space.
He was wearing a green robe, which suddenly sounded in the strong wind.
The white snow in the sky floated around him, intertwined with Wu Geng's aura.
A bloody river hangs upside down from the sky like the Milky Way. This is his true destiny.
The heaven and earth collapsed under the pressure of this bloody river.
The world here seems unable to withstand this force, and it continues to cycle through fragmentation and self-recovery.
The vast immortal energy enveloped him all around. At this moment, when the old man opened his eyes.
It's as if he is the only center of this world. When you open your eyes, it's day, and when you close them, it's night.
Chaos looked at this scene and said with some horror: "In the Mysterious Immortal Realm, he has opened the ninth pulse gate and entered the immortal path."
"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown.
"The name is just a code name," the old man replied calmly.
His voice echoed across the nine heavens, and the blood-colored river in the sky surged and rolled, as if all the sins in the world were hidden.
"Perhaps the world prefers to call me Crazy Blood."
Hearing the old man's words, the ancient god Yiye looked at the blood-colored river in the sky, his face changed drastically, and he shouted: "You are the old blood-crazed demon, the one who massacred thousands of cities, with corpses everywhere and rivers of blood flowing.
The old devil."
"It turns out there are still people who remember me," the old man chuckled, then shook his head and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just a tea seller now."
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When other people around him heard this name, some turned pale with fright, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.
Some people also curiously asked: "Who is the old demon with crazy blood?"
"You don't even know this?" The person next to him replied in surprise: "A devil who kills without blinking an eye."
