"Holy Son, I..." After hearing Qian Tieming's accusation, Mr. Xiong was about to speak, but was coldly interrupted by Qian Tieming.
"You killed Mo Chuan!"
"Now that Mo Chuan is dead, how can I, the Holy Son, take advantage of the opportunities he has?!"
Qian Tieming's face was ferocious, staring at Old Xiong like an angry lion.
Mo Chuan was directly crushed by Elder Xiong, his body exploded, and his soul was scattered. The power of the Five Elements in his body must have also dissipated with Mo Chuan's death.
Without the power of the Great Five Elements, his ambition to practice the Great Five Elements Technique will naturally be shattered!
"..." Old Xiong couldn't argue, his old face was full of depression.
He really felt that he was wronged!
He just increased the intensity a little bit, just to strangle Mo Chuan awake.
But who would have thought that with just such a small increase in intensity, Mo Chuan would be crushed to pieces!
Turned into a ball of blood mist!
Mr. Xiong lowered his head and looked at his palm. On his palm, there were still some blood stains from when he crushed Mo Chuan.
He shook his head, feeling depressed again.
Isn't Mo Chuan's physical strength amazing? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be crushed so easily!
Just when he was confused, Mr. Xiong suddenly frowned, stared at the blood on his palm, his pupils shrank, and said: "This...isn't this blood?!"
"What's blood?" On the side, Qian Tieming was about to continue scolding Old Xiong, but when he saw that Old Xiong was so careless, he couldn't help but said angrily.
Elder Xiong stretched out his palm to Qian Tieming and quickly explained: "Holy Son, the blood stained on my palm should logically belong to Mo Chuan."
"But I just suddenly realized that this is not blood, but water. To be precise, it is the sea water of the Linghai Sea!!!"
As he said that, Old Xiong looked at the blood mist floating around him again, and said with cold eyes: "Not only that, even these blood mist are sea water in the spiritual sea, deliberately transformed into blood!"
As soon as these words came out, both Qian Tieming and everyone at Tianbian End felt their scalps go numb and were extremely shocked.
Since it is not real blood, then who is the "Mo Chuan" that Mr. Xiong crushed just now?!
Qian Tieming suppressed the shock in his heart, looked at Mr. Xiong, and asked in a deep voice:
"So, what you mean is... Mo Chuan is not dead yet?!"
"Eighty percent yes!" Mr. Xiong nodded seriously, with a flash of edge in his eyes, and said: "The 'Mo Chuan' who was crushed just now is a fake, pretending to die in Mo Chuan's place! The real Mo Chuan has long been hiding.
Get up!"
Hearing this, Qian Tieming frowned deeply, and his mood was extremely complicated, both happy and worried.
Fortunately, Mo Chuan is not dead yet, and he still has a chance to master the Great Five Elements.
Worryingly, the Immortal Realm is vast and vast, and Mo Chuan is hiding, making it difficult for him to find him.
At the end of the horizon, everyone had different expressions when they heard Mr. Xiong’s guess.
Xu Siya and the two survivors no longer looked pale, but turned from sadness to joy.
Zhu Caixuan and Grandma Hu looked at each other in astonishment.
Ke Jianli, Jian Qi and other monks from the Third Ring Sea Realm were as if they had fallen into hell. The excitement and excitement on their faces suddenly changed and they were extremely disappointed.
And at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly resounded throughout the world.
"Old man, the longer you live, the more knowledgeable you become. You actually saw through my water clone."
Upon hearing this familiar voice, everyone's expressions changed drastically and they all looked for the source of the voice.
In the end, all eyes were fixed on the same place, and they all looked at the spiritual sea below.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, with a splash, a majestic figure broke through the water, slowly rose into the sky, and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
This is a handsome young man, but his face is very pale and his body is stained with blood. He is... Mo Chuan!
At this moment, the expressions of Qian Tieming, Mr. Xiong, Zhu Caixuan, Grandma Hu, Xu Siya and others all changed again and again.
Mo Chuan...is really not dead!
"However, you are wrong about one thing, old man."
Mo Chuan ignored everyone's shock, looked at Mr. Xiong, and said indifferently: "I have no intention of hiding, but I am preparing... to kill you!"
"Kill me?!" After hearing this, Mr. Xiong came back from the shock and looked at Mo Chuan in surprise, feeling a little funny.
It's like a strong elephant hearing a weak ant say that he wants to kill it.
"Mo Chuan, since you have been hiding, you should cherish the opportunity to survive and escape quickly, but now you show up on your own initiative and want to kill me?"
Elder Xiong looked at Mo Chuan, smiled sarcastically, and said, "What's the difference between this and a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?!"
Hearing this, Mo Chuan's expression did not change, and he remained indifferent.
But at the end of the horizon, Xu Siya, the two survivors, and Zhu Caixuan were a little anxious.
What Mr. Xiong said is right. Why didn't Mo Chuan take the opportunity to escape, but instead took the initiative to expose himself? Did he really want to kill Mr. Xiong, the supreme immortal warrior?!
At the same time, Qian Tieming burst out laughing and looked at Mo Chuan with a strong sarcasm in his eyes, seeming to be laughing at Mo Chuan's overestimation of his abilities.
After a burst of ridicule, his face turned cold, he waved his hand and ordered:
"Okay, hurry up and capture this kid, don't let him escape again!"
"Yes, Holy Son!" Mr. Xiong said respectfully quickly. He looked at Mo Chuan, narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and was about to release the immortal-level pressure again to lock Mo Chuan in place.
However, the next second, Old Xiong's expression suddenly changed, his raised arm paused slightly, and he felt something was wrong.