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Chapter 320

The middle-aged man roared angrily towards the green-robed old man, and then his own Yuan Power burst out, and a furious aura rose up into the sky.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

With each roar, the middle-aged man's aura became stronger.

In the end, the furious momentum actually formed a giant berserk tornado directly above the head!

The raging breath wants to tear the sky apart.

"Kind of interesting."

Fang Mo looked at the violent tornado in the sky, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

The black-robed man in the distance was shocked by this terrifying coercion and remained motionless.

"Give me death!!"

The middle-aged man roared, and the furious tornado roared towards Fang Mo.

The wind and clouds cover the sky.

Even the water in that pool was rolled up tens of feet high and wrapped in a tornado.

Seeing this, the green-robed old man on the other side also waved out two salons again, following closely behind.

Seeing this, the corners of Fang Mo's mouth raised silently.

In the next second, the corpse mountain behind him was full of waves in the sea of blood, and immediately after, dozens of blood-colored tentacles rose up into the sky, like a blood dragon coming out of the abyss.

Dozens of blood-colored tentacles plunged into the Berserk Tornado without any obstacles.

"Buzz!!"

As if it had been deflated, the furious tornado turned into a wave of qi and disappeared into invisibility.

Immediately afterwards, the two salons also turned into yellow sand.

Before the middle-aged man and the blue-robed old man could be shocked, they were overwhelmed by dozens of blood-colored tentacles.

A moment later, two blood-colored tentacles brought the dying middle-aged man and the green-robed old man to Fang Mo.

Looking at the two in front of him, Fang Mo smiled.

This is the first time he has shot with all his strength since the Misty Plains, and it feels very good, but the opponent is weaker.

When the black-robed man in the distance saw this scene, he was horrified, and hurriedly ran the Yuan Force, turned into a black streamer, and flew towards the distance.

Fang Mo glanced at it, did not pursue, but took out a cold longbow with a pitch-black body, and with the injection of Yuan Force, the longbow emitted an earth-shattering aura, like substance.

Pull the strings, pull the bow, all in one go.

A scarlet-like sharp arrow appeared out of thin air, and the blood flowed, which was breathtaking.

"Phew!"

The arrow was like a blood-colored shooting star, cutting through the sky.

But at the same time that the arrow flew out, the black longbow in Fang Mo's hand also shattered.

Looking at the few remaining bow and arrow fragments in his hand, a trace of fluctuation flashed in Fang Mo's eyes.

The shadow bow of the Xuan step is gone.

In the past, he could not exert the full power of the Shadow Burning Bow, but now the Shadow Burning Bow could not withstand his own blow.

Fang Mo indifferently threw away the fragments in his hand and looked up into the distance.

Where the gaze was extreme, the black-robed man was like fireworks, blooming with blood.

"You... What the hell are you... What kind of person..."

came a faint voice from behind him.

Fang Mo slowly turned around and leaned into the middle-aged man's ear with a smile.

"My name, Fang Mo."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked at Fang Mo with a blank expression, obviously he had never heard this name.

Seeing this, Fang Mo was unimpressed.

In the middle-aged man's terrified gaze, countless tiny tentacles instantly pierced into his body.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the blood qi in his body flowing rapidly.

"Put... Let... I..." The

middle-aged man stared at Fang Mo desperately, and a difficult voice came out of his throat.

Fang Mo turned a blind eye.

A moment later, the middle-aged man turned into a withered corpse.

"Well..."

Fang Mo raised his head slightly, revealing a satisfied look.

It was worthy of being a cultivator of the Yuan King Realm Threefold, and the blood qi contained in it was so huge, he felt that he could break through by absorbing one more.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Mo looked at the green-robed old man on the side, his eyes burning.

"Please... Please, don't kill me, I'm the elder of the Five Elements Gate, you... Whatever you want, I'm all... Can be given to you! The

green-robed old man's face turned pale, and he couldn't stop trembling.

The terrifying scene of Fang Mo devouring the middle-aged man just now was all in his eyes, and at this time, Fang Mo was like a bloodthirsty demon in the eyes of the green-robed old man.

"Poof!"

The sound of tentacles piercing his body sounded, and Fang Mo slowly closed his eyes.

With the continuous infusion of blood qi, the aura on Fang Mo's body became stronger and stronger, and the blood mist was pervasive.

When the old man in the green robe completely turned into a corpse, Fang Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

Crimson as blood, tyrannical and cold.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying blood-colored coercion rushed in all directions.

Like a wave of blood, it is visible to the naked eye.

Countless trees were uprooted, sand and rocks were flown away, and the entire mountainside was razed to the ground.

A moment later, the blood color in Fang Mo's eyes faded, feeling the majestic blood yuan power in his body, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Yuan King Realm, quadruple.

...

At the same time, in the secret realm.

Jiu'er and his group looked at the endless barren desert in front of them and looked at each other.

Around the few people, there were hundreds of cultivators who teleported in together, also looking dazed.

"How could it be a desert?"

"It is recorded in the scriptures that the last time it was opened was not in a mountain range?!"

"What the hell is going on here?"

"What about the heavenly treasure? What about inheritance exercises? "

...

The surrounding monks looked at the endless desert, their faces ugly.

"What kind of secret place is this where birds don't?"

Wei Chitu looked at the desert in front of him and cursed secretly.

The two of Tianzi and Shi Xinhe also frowned, looking puzzled.

Only the demon boy looked at the hundreds of Yuan Master Realm cultivators around him, and a flash of essence flashed in his eyes.

"Lord Zombie, I think now is a good opportunity."

The demon boy walked to Xuan'er's side, his voice was low, and his eyes kept looking at the surrounding cultivators.

Hearing this, the heavenly operator on the side looked at the demon boy suspiciously, and then secretly glanced at Qiu'er.

Zombie-sama?

This was the first time he had heard the demon boy call Qiu'er that.

And what is that opportunity?

At this time, the heavenly operator was full of questions, but he was very clever and did not ask.

Without waiting for Xuan'er to speak, a vicissitudes of voice sounded throughout the secret realm.

"Those who are destined for it, this is a desert of despair, and if they reach the center of the desert alive, they will receive rewards and the inheritance of Buddha-figures."

The sound of vicissitudes echoed over the desert for a long time.

At the same time, in the dark, everyone looked up in one direction with some feelings.

The heart of the desert, right in that direction!

"Desperate Desert??"

"What kind of desert do you call him, don't you hear, go to the center of the desert and you can get creation!"

"And the legacy! This is definitely a powerful inheritance!

"Haha, then what are you waiting for!"

The surrounding cultivators looked excited, and they were ready to move in that direction.

"You all leave it to Lao Tzu!"

At this time, a mountain-like figure blocked in front of all the cultivators.