Four hundred and fiftieth chapters terrible Lu Lao
Mo Tian could feel the terror of the tenth-level powerhouse. That blow contained the magic of heaven and earth, which was enough to instantly make the king-conferring powerhouse melt into the world.
When the white-haired old man heard Mo Tian's words, his cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and then he understood how terrifying Mo Tian's understanding of the Soul Dao was.
He was even more determined in his heart to get Mo Tian.
But by the time he reacted, it was too late. Motian was a few steps ahead of him and struck with thunder. The void exploded and black holes were everywhere.
The endless twisting power almost enveloped Mo Tian.
This move was so cruel that it would melt Mo Tian's body and even his soul.
The moment the blow approached, Mo Tian's soul trembled instinctively.
If it were an ordinary eighth-level warrior, his soul would have been frightened to pieces. This move is too terrifying.
Mo Tian practiced soul immortality, stabilized his soul, and at the same time rushed towards the soul-eating curse.
The Soul-Eating Curse was also intimidated by this power and curled up into a ball. Mo Tian's soul instantly rushed forward.
Mo Tianzhen felt death very clearly.
He felt that he was about to dissolve, body and soul.
If it were anyone else, they would be in despair because they couldn't resist at all.
But he still seized the opportunity and swallowed the soul-eating curse. Maybe he couldn't escape the blow and would die, but since his opponent was invincible, why should he be matched.
Might as well wait for rescue.
Waiting for the white-haired old man to take action, waiting for the people from the Supreme Hall to take action.
Such waiting seemed extremely ridiculous to Mo Tian.
He never put his life in other people's hands.
But at this moment, he had no choice.
If the soul escaped before, no one could stop him, but now that Motian has made a sure move, he can no longer escape.
He has no choice but to count on others.
If someone saves him, he can survive, and at the same time, he can take the opportunity to attack the Soul-Eating Curse, thereby reducing the threat of the Soul-Eating Curse.
If no one takes action, he can only survive or die.
At that time, even if he swallows the Soul-Eating Curse, it will disappear.
He was betting that the price of failure would be nothing.
At this moment, the white-haired old man did not take action because he felt it was too late.
Under this terrifying power, the Supreme Order actually began to crack and was almost broken.
Time seemed to have frozen at this moment, and the Supreme Token was not broken. Even though it was riddled with holes, it still withstood the Demon King's powerful blow.
As the light flashed, many people looked at him solemnly, and were stunned to find that Mo Tian was still there and not dead.
The Supreme Order, which was full of cracks, gradually recovered and returned to its original state.
At this moment, many people are confused and don’t understand what happened.
Soon, everyone found a thin old man in front of Mo Tian.
The old man was very thin and frail. His robe was not even buttoned tightly, and he seemed to be in a hurry.
Although he looks ordinary and has no momentum at all, no one dares to look down upon him.
Almost everyone stared in horror.
Although this old man's clothes were messy, one of his hands was deeply embedded in Motian's Dantian.
I saw waves of energy flowing along the old man's arm, entering the old man's body, and then flowing into the Supreme Order. The Supreme Order returned to its original state, shining brightly.
Wisps of light merged into Mo Tian's body, one by one. The blood on Mo Tian's body was not dry, but the wounds were healing.
Everyone was shocked. Who was this old man with messy clothes? He actually put his palm into Motian's Dantian, absorbed Motian's blood essence, and replenished the Supreme Order.
"You, you dare to take action against me."
It took Motian a long time to speak. There was no bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was normal, but he had no confidence at all, as if he had nothing else to use except that mouth that could speak.
Motian couldn't resist at all, and looked at the old man in front of him blankly: "You have broken the rules, and the Beast King will not let it go."
"rule?"
The old man finally spoke, his voice hoarse: "Didn't you break the rules several times today? Aren't you afraid of punishment from the human emperor for breaking the rules? I break the rules, are you still afraid of this?"
Motian didn't dare to speak, the old man's plain eyes almost frightened him.
"It's only the tenth level peak, not even the quasi-emperor, but you dare to call yourself the emperor, it's ridiculous." The old man's palm that was inserted into Motian's dantian slowly withdrew, and everyone looked at it and couldn't help but turn pale in shock.
The old man actually took out all of Motian's blood essence from Motian's body.
This is tantamount to abolishing the Demonic Heaven.
Such an understatement is too shocking. How terrifying is this old man? Could it be that this is the power that belongs to the emperor?
The old man took the blood essence as big as his fist, threw Mo Tian aside, and turned to look at Mo Tian.
Mo Tian swallowed 30% of the Soul-Eating Curse and could no longer swallow it.
At this time, he opened his eyes solemnly and met the old man's eyes: "Mr. Lu, are you from the Supreme Hall?"
Before Mr. Lu could answer, Mo Tian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Your speed is so slow, I almost died."
"Oh, I arrived earlier. I wanted to rescue you, but I found that I had no clothes on, so I hurriedly put on some clothes."
Mr. Lu said calmly: "In the end, I still didn't dress well. I feel ashamed of this profession. Alas, you can't complain, otherwise those old guys will scold me for having no professional ethics."
I'll go.
In Mo Tian's heart, a hundred thousand grass and mud horses were galloping past. Just because of the so-called professional ethics, this emperor almost lost his life.
Fortunately, he appeared in time, and Mo Tian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"I am extremely grateful to you for always arriving in time." Although Mo Tian sighed in his heart, he didn't say much.
Mr. Lu was very satisfied with his attitude. He took Mo Tian's blood essence and said with a smile: "Seeing that you have a good attitude, I am even more embarrassed. You are just too aloof and too sharp. If the one who takes action is
Zhang Zhuang, I can’t save you either.”
Mr. Lu glanced at Mo Tian: "Well, I see you won't stop, so I'll leave this thing to you."
The thing that Mr. Lu mentioned was actually blood essence.
Mo Tian was a little confused at first. He was only level six. Although this blood essence was very precious, it was really useless to him.
With a move from Old Lu's hand, the Supreme Token on Mo Tian's body shone brightly, and the blood essence in Old Lu's hand shone brightly and was suddenly embedded in the Supreme Token.
In an instant, the light of the Supreme Order became even more dazzling, and Mo Tian's injuries recovered a bit.
In the blink of an eye, the Supreme Token disappeared into Mo Tian's body again, and Mr. Lu nodded with satisfaction: "With this blood essence to maintain it, the power of the Supreme Token has doubled, and it can be used for at least another year. Today's events will be less likely to happen. I guess
It will last longer.”
Hearing this, Mo Tian was naturally overjoyed. He never expected that Mr. Lu would have such means.
But when he thought of Mr. Lu's words, Mo Tian was shocked. If he hadn't rescued Xiaoling, Zhang Zhuang would have still stayed in Jindi City.
When Mo Tian triggered the Supreme Order, it was only Zhang Zhuang who came forward.
According to Mr. Lu, Zhang Zhuang doesn't seem to have the strength to fight against the devil. Even if he appears in time, he won't survive.
Thinking of this, Mo Tian couldn't help but exclaimed, good intentions really pay off, and his decision to treat Xiaoling was the right one.