Signed in at home for three years, I went out and tore the gods with my hands

Chapter 223
Chapter 223
"I'll give you five seconds to get out of here immediately." The white-haired old man stared at everyone like ants.

Then, he started counting.

However, halfway through the count, a haggard and aged figure with a serene expression and a haggard face suddenly flashed and came to the old man in an instant, holding a Zen staff.

It was Master Hongtian.

"Amitabha."

Before the words were finished, Master Hongyi's Zen staff shook and struck towards the white-haired old man.

This blow looked ordinary and didn't seem to contain much power.

However, the moment the Zen stick fell, the space trembled violently, and it was squeezed and distorted by the terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations.

At the same time, the white-haired old man also reacted. He didn't expect that someone would dare to attack him!
"Oh, courting death."

The white-haired old man let out a muffled snort, and joined his two fingers together, and in an instant, a silver-white sword energy condensed at the fingertips.

"Gen's Sword Qi!"

With a swipe, sword energy burst out and struck the ancient bronze Zen staff that was about to fall.

boo——

With a muffled sound, the Zen staff trembled violently, and the body of the staff was instantly covered with cracks, and then it turned backwards and flew out backwards.

Master Hongtian also flew out with the Zen staff.

"Pfft!" Master Hongtian flew upside down and landed, only to feel a tightness in his chest, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and his expression became sluggish.

"Middle stage of King Realm? It's good, but to me, it's still nothing more than an ant." The white-haired old man looked at Master Hongtian with contempt.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, when this immortal is not around, you can still rule this world."

"Now that the immortal is back, it's time for you group of ants to hand over their ruling power."

"After I get back the treasure buried under this sea area, I will order this world. You can only surrender or die."

As he spoke, the old man with white hair and white robe looked at Master Hongtian.

Master Hongtian just shook his head and said: "The human race has experienced so much suffering to gain a foothold in this world. They only want to be their own masters. They don't need anyone to rule or submit to anyone."

Hearing this, the white-haired and white-robed old man's face was slightly gloomy, and he said coldly.

"I respect your choice, and in this case, I will fulfill you."

As he spoke, the white-haired old man looked intently at Master Hongtian: "Let's start with you."

But soon, he was taken aback.

Because he found that Master Hongtian didn't have the slightest hint of frustration or despair on his face.

Not only is there no look of depression.

The white-haired and white-robed old man even found that there was a hot light in Master Hongtian's eyes.

That is the light of hope.

Seeing this, the white-haired and white-robed old man frowned, suddenly feeling bad.

However, as soon as this idea came to his mind, a chill appeared in his heart.

call out!
The sound of piercing the sky came, and a silver spear pierced through the space, like a silver dragon, with the momentum of destroying everything, containing infinite murderous intentions, and it came in an instant.

In this regard, the old man frowned.

Although facing such a sword, he can easily resolve it.

But for some reason, there was always a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Sure enough, the moment the spear appeared, a leopard-headed man on the right, a three-meter-tall monster powerhouse suddenly erupted, and his palms swelled up like hills, wrapping around a storm, and slapped towards him.

At the same time, he sensed behind him, a figure covered in black mist, exuding a cold aura from the demon clan strongman punching him fiercely.

The fist print is like thunder, entwined with black lightning, with a terrifying destructive aura, as if it wants to kill everything.

Several attacks descended at the same time, squeezing the space so that it exploded and trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse.

"Hmph, no matter how many ants there are, it's just a mayfly shaking a tree!" The white-haired old man snorted, and wanted to block this combination of blows with an attack.

However, at this moment, he trembled all over, and an unbelievable look burst out in his eyes.

"Can't move?"

"how can that be?!"

Soon, he noticed that the beach under his feet lit up with golden lines.

These lines emanate mysterious energy, imprisoning it.

"A magic circle?!"

"wrong!"

"This is the power of the field!"

"A mere ants, actually understand the field?"

The complexion of the white-haired and white-robed old man changed drastically, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Even if he was killed, he couldn't understand why these ordinary human races could master the power of the field.

However, this is not the time to think about these things.

Subconsciously, he wanted to seek help from other people, but he soon discovered that, like him, the others were all within the field and also trapped by the magic circle.

"Damn, careless!" The old man gritted his teeth.

With such an attack, even if they are not dead, they will have to peel off their skin!

Sure enough, the moment his thought arose, three attacks with completely different energies landed.

"boom!"

Horrific explosions sounded, and mushroom clouds rose up. The violent energy caused the space to tremble violently, the earth split open, and hundreds of feet high waves surged up, like the end of the world.

"what!"

"Ah!"

"Ahhh!"

Smoke and dust billowed, waves surged, and the sound of explosions was mixed with heart-piercing screams, one after another.

On this side, Mo Yun watched all this intently, a little surprised.

He didn't expect that the combined attack of the three of them, combined with the field, would explode with such terrifying combat power.

As for the field.

It is the harvest that Master Hongtian obtained in Kunlun last time.

Although he has only grasped some superficial understanding, far less than Mo Yun, but when he uses it, the power is still terrifying.

Combined with the power of the field and the full attack of the three kings, such combat power is already enough to surpass the cultivation level and threaten the emperor.

And those old men who claimed to be immortals, judging from their auras, had just broken through to the imperial realm. Under such an attack, they would lose their skin even if they were not dead.

After a long time, the dust dissipated, and the embarrassed figures of those old men appeared.

At this moment, they are all scorched black, their white robes are already tattered, and they no longer have the ancient fairy style of the past.

Mo Yun concentrated, activated the Eye of True Knowledge, and scanned towards several people.

Afterwards, Mo Yun shook his head in disappointment.

These people are not descendants from outside the territory.

Instead, hundreds of years ago, they were accidentally exiled to a deserted island. After their aura recovered, they absorbed the mysterious factors and awakened a powerful and talented human race.

Since they were not descendants from outside the territory, Mo Yun didn't have much interest in them.

The previous mysterious technique similar to the body-holding technique was nothing more than a cover-up. In fact, it was the old man's powerful spiritual power that played a role.

But now, these people can't afford to make waves.

He thought for a while, then turned his head and told Liu Xiyan, "You wait here for a while, I'll go to the bottom of the sea to have a look, and I'll be back in a while."

"I'll accompany you." Liu Xiyan subconsciously said.

"No, you wait for me up there." Mo Yun said.

"Okay." Liu Xiyan no longer insisted, and nodded obediently.

Mo Yun smiled, turned around and his figure flashed.

In the next second, he came to the submarine crater.

"Sure enough...it's not easy."

Mo Yun frowned slightly as he looked at the undersea crater with a diameter of several kilometers in front of him, bursting with hot breath and mysterious factors.

Afterwards, he emanated and captured the spatial fluctuations he had captured before.

(End of this chapter)