Seeing this scene, Shijie's five ancestors' faces changed greatly, and they only knew that they had met the old ancestor of the demon clan.

Five people did not dare to stay, the branch left in five directions.

Chaos suppressed this world, these warriors have been difficult to break through the space, under the suppression of chaos, everyone's speed has become very slow.

The entire Hunyuan ancient city suddenly made a mess, originally thinking about cruising the chaotic crowd, as if the ants on the hot pot began to escape around.

Many people were even trampled to death by the crowd.

Chaos did not intend to keep his hand, it was still chasing down these fugitive warriors.

Huge body with unmatched strength, bombarded everything, the blood rain pulsing under the sky, flesh and blood flew across the body, no bones.

Majestic beast power swept the world of this side completely, and the war was going on.

In front of a tea stall in a remote street, the old man still quietly looked at the tea classics in his hand.

The tea cup in front of her was breathing a little bit of heat, and the refreshing fragrance of tea was floating around.

Even if countless people died tragically around, the sky blood rain fell, the wailing sounded one after another, he did not frown.

The little girl next to her face was pale and said nervously: "Grandpa, let's go now."

"Okay Xiaoqi," the old man smiled and said, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid," the little girl shook her head quickly, and her fat and chubby face was full of tension.

She rushed into the old man's arms and suddenly cried, "I'm afraid that Grandpa was also killed by the monster, I don't want to lose Grandpa."

The old man patted the back of the little girl and smiled kindly: "Don't be afraid, wait for you to sleep, everything is over."

Watching the little girl in her arms fall into a deep sleep, the old man carefully put her on the chair, then slowly stood up.

The white hair of the two temples shook gently with the breeze, and he looked at the dooms-like scene in this ancient city indifferently.

Famous warrior just fell from the air and broke apart a small cart beside the old man's tea stall.

The warrior's flesh and blood fell in front of the old man, his blood stained the earth, as if he was dead.

"Save, save me," he pleaded weakly.

The old man glanced indifferently at the warrior, then his expression calmed, and he stepped across the body of the warrior and walked slowly towards chaos.

The sky blew cold wind, and the cold current in winter roared past.

Light snow flew down from the horizon, and under the influence of the cold current in the sky, the snow fluttered and twirled.

Snow drifts down, the sky is full of snowflakes.

"Enough," a sigh sounded in the ancient city of Hunyuan.

This voice is very soft, it seems to be a person whispering.

But what is peculiar is that it is such a light voice that it spreads in the hearts of all people in the Hundred Yuan Ancient City at the moment.

Even Xu Zimo is no exception.

Chaos stopped and frowned, looking around.

Saw an old man walking in the air and walked slowly from the edge of the sky.

The old man was wearing an ordinary coarse t-shirt, and had passed the twilight years, with countless wrinkles and grooves on his face.

Each gully seems to tell the story of his life.

"Who are you?" Chaos frowned.

He could not see through the realm of the old man. The other party gave him a feeling like an ordinary old man, but somehow his heart seemed to haunt a great sense of oppression.

"It doesn't matter," the old man said lightly: "You have also been in trouble for so long, leave, let this place calm down."

At this time, the void was rippling and Xu Zimo's figure gradually appeared.

"The farce should be over," the old man said lightly.

Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

"If you don't go anymore, then stay," the old man said flatly.

"Than you?" Chaos sneered, and the big claws grabbed directly at the old man.

The old man shook his head slightly, a light blue light condensed out in his right hand, and he extended his right hand, and it was such a soft flick that the light blue light burst out instantly.

Endless aura condensed in the air, a "bang" explosion sounded, and I saw that the chaotic huge body was directly overturned to the ground.

The crowd around the fugitive saw this scene and stopped instantly.

"Which one is this?" Someone stunned and muttered to himself.

The ancient **** on the side saw this scene and looked at the old man pensively, wondering what he was thinking about.

Chaos climbed from the ground, it looked at the old man in anger, and roared a few times in the sky.

But there was no hasty attack. The attack just made him understand that the old man was not easy.

"I am just a loser," the old man said lightly: "The survival of this city has nothing to do with me, but at the moment, I just want a peaceful life."

As the old man's voice fell, I saw a vast expanse from his whole body.

The old man's face was plain, the endless space was torn by this momentum, and the space was full of cracks.

As soon as he hit the green robe, he slammed in the wind.

The white snow in the sky floated around him, intertwined with Wu Geng's momentum.

A **** river flows like a galaxy, hanging upside down from the sky, this is his real life.

The heavens and the earth collapsed in this **** river.

This side of the world seems to be unable to bear this force, so it is in a cycle of fragmentation and self-healing.

The mighty fairy air enveloped all around him, this moment, when the old man opened his eyes.

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Chaos looked at this scene, and said with some horror: "Xuan Xian Realm, he has opened the ninth channel and entered the fairy road."

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown.

"The name is just a code name," the old man replied faintly.

His voice echoed over nine days, and the **** river in the sky was tumbling violently, as if all the sins of the world were hidden.

"Maybe people in the world prefer to call me mad blood."

Hearing the words of the old man, an ancient **** on the side looked at the **** river in the sky, his face changed greatly, and shouted: "You are a **** old demon, that slaughtered thousands of cities, corpses raged across the wild, blood flowed into river Old devil. "

"There are still people who remember me," the old man chuckled, then shook his head and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just a tea seller now."

Other people around heard the name. Some people looked scared and pale, and their bodies could not help shaking.

Some people also asked curiously: "Who is the mad blood old demon?"

"You don't even know this?" The person next to him surprisedly replied: "A devil that kills people without blinking."

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