Not everyone can absorb the cultivation power of outsiders, the evil spirit of heaven and earth, the dead Qi and other soul power for their own use, just like Mo Wen. The absorption of these forces can not be used after absorption, but can only be turned into their own power through continuous melting. This strange old man just absorbed Xu Wugang's cultivation, which Mo Wen saw with his own eyes.

And at this time the old man appeared colorful light, naturally let Mo Wen heart secretly happy.

"Boy, you look down on me. If I am as vulnerable as you say, why should I absorb so much dead energy and other people's cultivation power? Ha ha, since you think so, well, maybe I don't have to do it, and you have to become the next guy to drain my accomplishments under my power. Haven't you ever heard of inverse cultivation? I don't believe it. You, a young man in your twenties, can successfully escape from me without preparation? " The old man kept his body steady, immediately put on his hair, danced, and his eyes showed a strong look of ecstasy. What he wanted to see most was not to be sucked dry by him. In this way, he didn't have to go to great trouble to continue to pursue and kill!

Looking at the light spot falling from the sky, Mo can't help contracting his eyes and scalp.

What he never expected was that this old guy was so terrible. Just his speed was enough to make people scared.

Never before have you met such a terrible enemy. No matter which one you met, you can't compare with the one you met today.

No matter the speed or the power of the light spot, it is not comparable.

"I don't know if soul casting can successfully evade the attack of this light spot?" Don't ask your heart, suddenly there is a strong sense of life and death crisis.

You know, the stronger the skill is, the stronger the comprehensive power it can exert. In this way, it is much less difficult to successfully avoid the old man's attack.

What's more, his soul casting skill is the second level. It's just in the state of power germination. The level of skill directly affects the power of attack. In nine cases out of ten, he can't easily escape the attack of the force against heaven. There is a 90% chance that he will be killed by this light spot mercilessly.

Don't ask why you hesitated before, because of this reason. Otherwise, if any skill has the same effect, why bother?

But now, it's too late to say anything. No matter whether he's willing or not, the light spot has come and it's hard for him to ride a tiger. He can only use soul casting as the main means to resist the attack of the light spot against the sky!

It was at that moment when the first light spot broke through the limit of speed and suddenly approached.

Don't ask double purpose flustered, look flickering, murderous, he looked up at the sky, as if at this moment, all around, all disappeared, only the existence of the light.

"What's more, I've been fooled by you bastards since I grew up. Lao Tzu's destiny is in his own hands, not controlled by you. I've lived and died countless times. This time, even if you are the legendary person against heaven, you can't kill me! Come on... Kill... "A surge of murderous spirit, suddenly spread from Mo Wen's body, turned into a sense of fighting, and went straight to the light spot released by the old man.

In the breath of his fighting against the sky, even the light spot, which came rapidly, could not help but pause for a moment.

"Kill Do not ask a low roar, hands crazy waving, a black fog, suddenly in the palm of the emergence, with amazing penetration, roaring straight to the light point to kill!

The next second, let the old man surprised a scene appeared, no matter what kind of attack he made to Mo Wen, all were Mo Wen, one by one successfully resolved.

It seems that in Mo Wen's eyes, it has become an irresistible existence.

His whole body, full of holes, seems to be cut by a sharp blade, and there are countless deep and shallow cracks. His long hair, a piece of scorched black, has completely become bald, and his mouth, blood has turned into purple black.

In the rumor, the most terrible thing is not the power of cultivation, but a kind of uncontrollable breath that permeates his body, and even the spirit is a sign of being swallowed up.

This is like a bottle of sulfuric acid, slowly eroding the body and soul of the strange old man.

As long as anyone can carry it successfully, he will be able to leap into the ranks of the real super powers. But with the young man's killing, the strange old man has found his body strange.

In the sky, thunder churned, lightning swam away, almost the whole void, all shrouded by thick thunder and lightning, has disappeared.

The whole void seems to be a real thunder pool and electric prison. All you can see is lightning, and there is no light.

At the same time, at the moment when Mo Wen was lifted up by the black fog, there was a roar like the fury of heaven in the terrible Leichi electric prison, as if there was a fierce beast from the ancient flood and famine period hidden in it!

The sound is so loud and earth shaking that it's like thunder sweeping the whole periphery of the place of death. Even the light spots within a distance of several thousand meters begin to collapse one by one.

Mo Wen is surrounded by the black fog, which is like his servants.