The man in brocade clothes was greatly shaken. The self-destruction of a strong man at the peak of the imperial realm forced him to retreat temporarily even with his cultivation level.
All around, whether it was the Huanhuan aspect or Canglan's cultivation, they all receded like the tide at this moment.
"Can you leave?!"
Just when the man in brocade was about to retreat and escape from this place, the strong man from Moge who blew himself up reached out with his big hand.
In an instant, the void shook slightly, as if an invisible big hand pinched the man in brocade clothes, imprisoning him in place, unable to move.
"not good!"
The face of the man in brocade changed greatly. The person who blew himself up used his spiritual power to destroy his spiritual sea. The surging spiritual power must have greatly increased at the moment before the self-destruction. Otherwise, the other party would not be able to imprison him in place.
"Holy King's Mirror!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the man in brocade clothes let out a loud shout, and in an instant, a white light as bright as the bright moon shone on his body.
"Boom!"
In the sky, under the gaze of many people, the body of the powerful Mo Ge exploded.
The terrifying energy fluctuations completely stirred up the general trend of the surrounding void, and a heart-shaking supreme power destroyed the void there.
"puff!"
In the rolling heat wave, a figure in brocade clothes was blown far away. At that moment, the man in brocade clothes reacted quickly and wrapped himself up with a powerful body protection method.
But even so, he was still severely traumatized by the self-destruction of a powerful emperor.
At this moment, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body was blown thousands of feet away before he came to a complete stop.
"Haha, Li Yao, I thought you would be the first among us to die in this battle, but I didn't expect you to be so lucky."
In the distant void, within the chaotic battle circle, a young man laughed wildly. From the tone of his voice, it seemed that if the man in brocade died, he would not have any regrets.
This is the fact. These people come from Daluotian, a place called the 'Yanwu League'. They are here to participate in this war. If they can achieve a certain level of merit in the war, they will be able to do so.
You can get the reward of 'The Holy Mother'.
But the Netherworld Catastrophe is not just targeting Canglan. There are wars all over Tiangang. The young generation of geniuses from the Yanwu League who are coming are not the only ones from Moyu, there are more from other places.
It does not mean that you will be able to get a reward if you achieve the achievement of killing ten thousand people, because there are only one hundred places for this so-called reward!
In other words, only the first hundred people who are killed by ten thousand people can get the so-called reward!
If the man in brocade had died in a self-destruction just now, for the young man in black, it would be like losing a competitor!
"asshole!"
Hearing the words of the man in black, the man in brocade looked gloomy, and he naturally knew what the other man was thinking.
"Although this person self-destructed, it was also because of me. This battle merit should still belong to me!" He snorted coldly.
"Haha, why not give it to you?"
The man in black laughed and continued, "It's just a military exploit. You have also suffered a heavy blow and must return to training. During the period of your training, our military exploits will far exceed yours."
"snort!"
Hearing these words, the man in brocade clothes snorted coldly again, but said nothing.
He took a deep breath, and he did have the intention to retreat temporarily.
Otherwise, with his current serious injury, he would not be able to survive on the battlefield.
"Just wait, when I return from training, none of you can escape!"
Finally, he put down these words and turned to leave.
As for Canglan, many people clenched their fists and their faces were extremely angry, not only because of the other party's arrogance, but more importantly, because of the self-violence of the powerful Moge just now, which allowed the other party to survive by chance.
This is tantamount to the greatest shame for the hero who just blew himself up and died!
"No need to cultivate yourself. None of you can leave today!"
Suddenly, at this moment, in Mo Realm, an indifferent, yet cold and murderous word spread faintly from within the protective formation.
"Buzz!"
A gap was opened in the formation, and what was visible was a figure of a man in white swooping out of it.
A lofty aura quietly rose in the body of the man in white. He was like a god of death walking out of hell, his eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent. It seemed that no one who was targeted by him could escape.
"Who are you?"
In the void, the man in brocade clothes turned around and stared at the man in white clothes. At this moment, he felt a terrible aura on the other man's body. Obviously, even in his prime state, he may not have the confidence to be able to do this.
The opponent of the man in white.
Not only the man in brocade, but at this moment, the other dozen or so geniuses in the field of fantasy were also looking over at him from all over the battle circle.
The moment they felt Mo Wangchen's aura, they all couldn't help but frown.
"Who is this person?"
"Looking at his appearance, he is about the same age as us, but his aura is extremely strong. Who would have thought that such a character could be born in this remote country?"
More than a dozen people frowned, each with their own thoughts in mind. They all felt a dangerous aura from Mo Wangchen.
"None of us can leave?"
After being surprised, the man in brocade clothes couldn't help but sneer, with a bit of contempt in his eyes, falling on Mo Wangchen, "Just you? Do you have this ability?"
"Noisy!"
Mo Wangchen's body slowly rose into the air, and finally reached the same height as the man in brocade clothes. He stood against the wind, his white clothes fluttering, making him appear to be out of the dust, "Elder Sun will not hesitate to blow himself up, but also wants to drag you to be buried with him. If you are allowed to leave safely today,
Then how can Elder Sun's soul be able to sleep peacefully?"
The strong Moge man who blew himself up just now was one of the ordinary elders of Moge. He had attacked the Demon God Clan with him at the beginning, and Mo Wangchen only knew that his surname was Sun.
"It's just an old immortal. If he dies, he will die. If he chooses to self-destruct, it can only be said that he is incompetent!" The man in brocade clothes said with disdain.
"Canglan Heroic Soul will not tolerate anyone insulting you. You deserve to die!"
The moment the man in brocade robes' voice fell, Mo Wangchen's eye masks became even colder.
After finishing his words, he raised his hand and slowly pressed out with his palm.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled slightly, and in an instant, an extremely terrifying aura, like a mountain, violently suppressed the man in brocade clothes, causing his mind to tremble and his complexion to turn pale instantly.
"Impossible. You are clearly at the peak of the Emperor Realm. Why do I feel the power of a strong person in the Immortal Realm in you?"
The face of the man in brocade changed drastically. Under Mo Wangchen's momentum, he couldn't move at all. He could only reluctantly speak and said this sentence.
"I have no reason to explain to you. Now, die."
Mo Wangchen's voice was cold, and after he finished speaking, he pinched his hand slightly in the air.
"Bang!"
The next moment, in the sky opposite, the body of the man in brocade clothes seemed to be crushed to pieces by an invisible big hand, turning into blood mist and drifting away.