Seeing the blood mist flying in the sky and hearing Qian Tieming's scream before his death, everyone present was stunned.
No one thought that Mo Chuan would really dare to kill Qian Tieming!
Ke Jianli's face was extremely pale and his whole body was shaking, which was a sign of fear.
It's over, everything is over!
What are we talking about now about avenging the murderer?
He himself is like a Bodhisattva crossing the river, and he cannot save himself!
Qian Tieming fell because he offended Mo Chuan.
Why did you mess with Mo Chuan? It has a lot to do with him!
Therefore, although Jiantian Island will not let Mo Chuan go, it will not let him go either!
"..." Zhu Caixuan's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at the scene of Qian Tieming's explosion in shock. Under the veil, her red lips were slightly opened, and she couldn't say anything for a long time.
After a few seconds, Zhu Caixuan came back to her senses. She couldn't help but look at Mo Chuan, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment.
This Mo Chuan, why didn't he listen to her advice?!
She had obviously analyzed the pros and cons with Mo Chuan, and it would be beneficial to Mo Chuan if she gave in and let Qian Tieming go!
But Mo Chuan turned a deaf ear to it, and finally killed Qian Tieming!
It’s just... I’m so angry with this girl!
"Lord Saint, this boy... is a bit of a tiger." Grandma Hu, the powerful Immortal, could not help but stare at Mo Chuan at this moment, shocked by Mo Chuan's decisive killing.
"What's the use of a tiger? He killed Qian Tieming and has completely offended Jiantian Island!" Under the veil, Zhu Caixuan bit her thin lips and glanced at Mo Chuan. There were some who hated iron but not steel.
smell.
"That's right, this kid is in big trouble." Grandma Hu sighed lightly. Not to mention Jiantian Island, which is far away in the second ring sea area, Mr. Xiong, Qian Tieming's protector, who is at the scene at the moment, may have been killed early.
You already hate Mo Chuan to the core, right?
Grandma Hu couldn't help but look over to Old Xiong. Sure enough, Old Xiong's face was extremely ferocious, like an evil ghost, and his eyes seemed to be gushing with hellish anger, and he was staring at Mo Chuan coldly.
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In the sky not far away, Xu Siya and the two survivors all noticed Mr. Xiong's demeanor. Their expressions changed slightly, and they couldn't help but sweat for Mo Chuan.
Although they, low-level people, could not see the true cultivation level of the Immortal Xiong, they could clearly sense that the aura of Elder Xiong was not comparable to that of Qian Tieming.
Mr. Xiong must be far stronger than Qian Tieming.
Mo Chuan is in danger!
Mr. Xiong's cold gaze fell on Mo Chuan, but Mo Chuan, the person involved, seemed not to notice and remained calm.
He raised his hand and waved it, and a black vortex appeared in his palm, preparing to absorb Qian Tieming's life source in the air around him that had not had time to escape.
However, the next second, Mo Chuan, who had always been very calm, finally changed his expression.
"Huh?!" There was a look of surprise on his face. Why didn't he swallow anything when he used the power of devouring? He didn't capture Qian Tieming's life source!
This is very wrong!
Qian Tieming had just died not long ago. Logically speaking, his life source should stay around for a while before finally dissipating and disappearing.
But the strange thing is that he just didn't absorb Qian Tieming's life source!
"Could it be..." Mo Chuan's pupils shrank slightly, and a ridiculous guess suddenly appeared in his mind.
Since the immortal source of life cannot escape, but the immortal source of life is still not captured, then there is only one possibility...
That is, Qian Tieming is not dead at all!
Without death, its source of life would naturally not flow around and be captured by him.
Mo Chuan's eyes turned and fell on the blood mist in front of him.
But how could Qian Tieming not be dead yet?
He has obviously killed the other party, and these blood mist are the best proof!
Just when Mo Chuan was at his wits' end, suddenly, a white fairy light emerged from the blood mist in front of him.
Mo Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly. He instinctively sensed something was wrong and reached out to grab the white fairy light.
However, the white fairy light quickly slipped from Mo Chuan's hand like a loach, flew out with a hiss, and finally landed next to Mr. Xiong.
Under the shocked gaze of Mr. Xiong and others, the white fairy light slowly dispersed, revealing a tall figure whose appearance was exactly the same as Qian Tieming!
boom!
Seeing this scene, the whole audience was shocked and extremely surprised.
Qian Tieming is still alive?!
"Who are you?!" Elder Xiong looked at the monk next to him who had the same appearance as his own holy son. His face was full of doubts. The shock in his heart could not be expressed in words. Wasn't his own holy son already dead?
Has it fallen?
"It's me, Mr. Xiong." Qian Tieming said calmly.
Hearing this, Elder Xiong finally confirmed that the person in front of him was not a fake, but really his own Holy Son!
As Qian Tieming's protector, he has been protecting Qian Tieming since he was born, and is very familiar with everything about Qian Tieming.
Therefore, as soon as Qian Tieming spoke just now, Mr. Xiong confirmed Qian Tieming's authenticity from some of Qian Tieming's subtle habits when he spoke.
"Lord Holy Son, you..." Mr. Xiong hesitated for a moment and was about to ask Qian Tieming about his current situation, whether he was dead or alive.
But at this time, Qian Tieming had already shifted his gaze and looked at Mo Chuan who was not far away. Murderous intent emerged in his eyes and he said coldly: "You ant, you wasted this holy son's only 'ancient death talisman'.
This Holy Son wants you... to pay with your life!!!"