Mo Fenyou and the old man in green robe were the first to react, and they both shouted loudly, and then they quickly moved away from the dharma image.
After Mo Fenyou and the green-robed old man shouted reminders, the remaining strong men who survived the Qiankun Tribulation finally came to their senses, and they immediately used their physical skills to escape.
"Come when you want and leave when you want! Do you really think Duan is easy to bully?"
Duan Zhipeng shook his head and sneered, using his hands and feet together with great flexibility, as if he had turned into a killing machine at this moment.
The huge dharma image was waving its limbs very fast. In the blink of an eye, another four or five monks were either trampled to death or slapped to death.
The most unlucky guy was pinched by the Dharma Prime Minister with both hands and torn in half. Blood fell like rain, which was very miserable.
And among these guys who were killed, they were basically strong men in the early and middle stages of the Great Tribulation of the Universe.
Whoosh whoosh!
Duan Zhipeng and the old man in green robe landed in the sky above a dense forest quite far away, looking fearfully at the Dharma Prime Minister who was killing them.
There were only five monks who escaped with them, and all of them were at the late stage of the Great Tribulation and above. Otherwise, the three of them might not be able to escape?
Among these three people were Mo Liuhuo and the old man in black robe who had been protecting Li Rong.
"What a treacherous guy. He deliberately showed weakness at first so that we would take the bait, and then he would kill him..." Mo Fenyou was furious and his face was very ugly.
"Although this cosmic dharma image is incomplete, it is too powerful and cannot be dealt with by us! Everyone, we will not accompany you!"
Among the five people who survived, there were three monks who were in the late stages of the Great Tribulation. They hugged their fists at Mo Fenyou and others and left here decisively.
Their backgrounds are not great, but it is not easy for them to reach such a level of cultivation.
They don't want to lose their lives here in vain. For them, this is really not worth the gain.
In an instant, there were only two people left following Mo Fenyou and the old man in green robe, namely Mo Liuhuo and the old man in black robe.
The faces of Mo Fenyou and the old man in green suddenly became ugly. They did not expect that the final result would turn into what it is now. It was beyond their expectation.
However, they were very unwilling to do so. How could they be reconciled when the cooked duck just flew away?
But when they looked at the rainbow-like image of the universe not far away, their eyelids twitched slightly, and their hearts were filled with a look of decadence.
Boom boom boom!
Duan Zhipeng strode forward and stopped about dozens of feet away from Mo Fenyou and the four others.
Duan Zhipeng looked directly at the four Mo Fenyou and the others with sharp eyes, and said calmly: "Do you still want to fight? If you still want to fight, Duan, I will accompany you to the end!"
Mo Fenyou and the other four gnashed their teeth, their eyes full of unwillingness, and their aura did not calm down, but became more and more turbulent.
"It seems you still want to fight again? Okay, then I'll make it happen for you!"
Duan Zhipeng's eyes burst out with sharp light, and he strode towards Mo Fenyou, the old man in green robe and the others.
All of a sudden, the terrifying law storm came with a rush, sweeping across the sky and earth, with as much power as a tiger.
"Fight!"
Mo Fenyou shouted loudly and directly took out a bloody knife.
The blade of the blood knife is seven feet long, and the handle is also seven feet long. The total length of the blood knife is fourteen feet.
On the blade of the blood knife, countless strange veins are drawn. These veins are like the meridians in the human body, and they are still pulsing regularly.
"Well? This is the God-killing Blood Blade. This is a fragment of a seventh-level star soldier! It is extremely powerful. It was originally rumored that when Mo Fenyou was in the late stage of the Great Tribulation of Qiankun, he used this God-killing Blood Blade to kill Qiankun.
The most powerful person at the top of the Great Tribulation!"
The old man in green robe looked at the blood blade in Mo Fenyou's hand in shock. He knew that this blood blade was the most precious treasure of the Witch God clan.
For countless years, in order to worship this star weapon, the Witch God clan has launched many realm wars against nearby lower realms, and sacrificed countless creatures from other realms to support this star weapon.
For this reason, the lives that died under these star soldiers are simply immeasurable, numbering in the hundreds of millions.
"Mr. Gu, you don't have to hide it anymore. I also know that you also have a fragment of a seventh-level star soldier. In order to support your star soldier, you have killed a lot over the years!"
After offering up the God-killing Blood Blade, Mo Fenyou glanced at the old man in green robe, and he said calmly.
The green-robed old man frowned slightly. He did not expect that Mo Fenyou knew his details so well that he actually knew that he also had a fragment of a seventh-level star weapon on his body.
"Old friend, don't hesitate! If we can't defeat this man today, wouldn't it be in vain that we have spent so much effort breaking into this tomb? Are you willing to lose your wife and lose your troops?" Mo Mo
Tomb You frowned.
The old man in green robe smiled bitterly and said: "Of course I'm not willing to give in, that's all, I'll just give it a try with you! After all, you can't leave empty-handed!"
As he spoke, the old man in green robe held his right hand in the air, and at some point, a wooden staff appeared in his palm.
This wooden stick has a concave and convex shape, and it looks like an irregular wooden stick made of many dead branches entangled together.
The appearance of this wooden staff can be described as very ugly. The only thing worthy of attention is that the semi-circular arc core on the top of the wooden staff is inlaid with an orb that shines with gray light.
Inside the orb, gray light is released, occasionally showing various ferocious faces, and also emitting a terrifying howling sound that shocks the soul.
"Withered wood ghost stick? So this thing is in your hand, no wonder you kept hiding it and didn't take it out!" Mo Fenyou looked at the wooden stick in the hand of the old man in green robe, and said with a smile.
The green-robed old man's face was filled with frost and he said: "Mo Fenyou, stop talking nonsense! Let's go together! As long as you defeat this person, what they have on them will be 50-50!"
Mo Fenyou frowned slightly. Although he felt that the old man in green robe was a little greedy, he didn't say anything. After all, now he had to join forces with the old man in green robe, so a 50-50 split between them was considered fair.
"The tide of blood goes against the sky!"
Mo Fenyou held a huge god-killing bloody blade that was even longer than him, and slashed upwards.
Immediately, a bloody sword light shot up into the sky. At first it was just a trace of blood, but then the blood light became more and more dazzling, filling the entire sky in the blink of an eye.
It was as if, at this moment, the entire sky was filled with blood, and the strong smell of blood swept across the surroundings at the moment when the blood light burst into the sky, disturbing the mind.
Duan Zhipeng had already arrived in front of them, and he naturally noticed the terrifying bloody sword light struck by Mo Fenyou. His eyes narrowed involuntarily, and then his right hand turned into a palm and slammed down.
The huge Dharma form, with its blazing golden light, shines in the sky. When it falls with one palm, it is like the sky falling. It is extremely powerful and terrifying.