"The Lord of Wuliang Mountain" was blown away for tens of thousands of feet, and half of his body was torn apart, looking extremely tragic.

Strangely, the black air that was always invincible lost its magical effect at this moment, as if it had completely failed.

"The Lord of Wuliang Mountain" was full of shock and anger, and it tried desperately to use secret methods to restore the half of its body that had exploded, but it was useless.

Tear!

But just as it stabilized its body, before it had time to do anything, an irresistible terrifying suction force suddenly erupted, sucking it back directly and landing in front of the old man with messy hair.

The old man with messy hair stared at "The Lord of Wuliang Mountain" with his vicissitudes and cold eyes, and the evil spirit that burst out from him made "The Lord of Wuliang Mountain" tremble directly!

Puff!

A piece of flesh on the surface of "The Lord of Wuliang Mountain" flew up instantly, and dark blood flowed, and the void was directly burned to ashes.

"Ah!!"

A painful howl sounded, and "The Lord of Wuliang Mountain" began to twist and spasm crazily.

Logically speaking, the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" had been lurking for so many years, and his mind and will were already indestructible. He could endure being cut into pieces, but the method used by the old man with messy hair made him wail directly, which was simply unbearable.

Puff!

The second piece of flesh and blood flew up!

Then the third piece, the fourth piece...

The whole body of the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" froze directly in the void, and dark blood continued to spurt out from his body, and pieces of flesh and blood flew up with it!

The old man with messy hair just stood in the void, just staring coldly at the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" without any movement.

But the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" was really experiencing the terrible punishment of being cut into pieces as he said!

The shrill howls sounded one after another, and the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" had turned into a black blood man, but the flesh and blood flew up from his body piece by piece, and then turned into ashes.

The scene was extremely horrifying!

But all the human beings present felt extremely happy, and they expelled all the anger in their hearts, wishing they could cheer.

The damned traitor, who harmed the human race, deserved to be cut into pieces.

At the same time, the nine highest combat powers of the human race were extremely shocked by the terrifying methods of the old man with messy hair!

He just stood there, without moving a finger, as if he had cut the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" into pieces with his mind!

You must know that the strength of the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" is not fake. He is a genuine master of the wind and fire catastrophe, but he does not even have the qualifications to resist. The black air that is invincible is useless. The

methods of the old man with messy hair are so terrifying that it is unimaginable!

And at this moment, the entire sky was cracked, as if a doomsday scene had appeared. Such a terrible scene made all the high-level human beings inexplicably think of the "Tianqing Disaster" that had happened before, which was enough to make the people of the world tremble!

In the transparent space, the Holy Ghost Emperor no longer cared about his good son being tortured. He was trying to control the ancient altar again, but found that there was no accident. Everything seemed to be under control.

But he did not notice Ye Wuque's behavior just now, and he could not stop it!

Why is it like this?

This is totally inexplicable!

The Holy Ghost Emperor could not calm down. All his hopes were on this sacrifice. It must succeed no matter what, and there must not be any deviation.

Ye Wuque, who was sitting quietly, did not care about the psychological fluctuations and behavior of the Holy Ghost Emperor at all. His eyes were always looking at the old man with messy hair who was cutting the "Master of Wuliang Mountain" into pieces in the void. There was an unconcealable amazement in his eyes!

The old man with messy hair was much more powerful than he had imagined!

When he first met him, Ye Wuque's soul power was the Great Perfection of the Transcendent Soul Saint (typo in the previous chapter). At that time, he felt the unfathomable depth of the old man with messy hair, but now he is already the Great Soul Saint of the Dark Star Realm, and his soul perception is many times stronger than before. But it is precisely because of this that he discovered the horror of the old man with messy hair!

At this moment, in Ye Wuque's perception, the old man with messy hair is like a vast and unknown starry sky, exuding endless unpredictable meaning, sweeping across the sky and the ground, so that his soul power dare not get too close, otherwise it will be wiped out directly.

Moreover!

The most important thing is that Ye Wuque clearly knows that what he summoned with the blue token is only a trace of the soul power of the old man with messy hair!

A trace of soul power gave him such a terrifying feeling, what if it is the entire soul power of the old man with messy hair? It

is simply unimaginable!

Ye Wuque also suddenly realized at this moment.

How could he be ordinary if he could wait in the Nine Tribulations Valley quietly, and even knew that he came from that starry sky and knew the truth of all this?

Only a mysterious creature could regard the old man with messy hair as nothing!

Puff! !

"Ah!! Father, father...save me, save me..."

The shrill wailing of "Wulian Mountain Lord" has become extremely weak, and it seems that it has exhausted all its strength to ask for help from the Holy Ghost Emperor. The

Holy Ghost Emperor, who was trying his best to control the ancient altar, heard the call and immediately looked back. In an instant, his pupils shrank violently! !

I saw that in the void, the original "Wulian Mountain Lord" had disappeared, and a bloody skeleton was replaced!

The flesh and blood of the "Wulian Mountain Lord" had been cut off piece by piece, and the skeleton was stained with dark blood. Apart from that, there was not even a bit of flesh and blood left.

If you say you will be cut into pieces, you will be cut into pieces!

"What is his cultivation level? Could it be... the third level of legend?"

Staring at the old man with messy hair, Saint Nether Emperor was filled with fear!

The third level of legends is the qualification to rise in the Saint Realm. Killing the Wind and Fire Tribulation is like stepping on an ant. The old man with messy hair gave Saint Nether Emperor such a feeling.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort rang out, and the old man with messy hair still looked cold and terrifying. The next moment, the dying "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" let out a shrill howl again!

Suddenly, the bloody skeleton was covered by a green flame, burning fiercely, and the shrill howl of "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" stopped abruptly.

Because in an instant, its skeleton was burned to ashes!

After being cut into pieces, the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain" was reduced to ashes.

From beginning to end, the old man with messy hair just stood in the void and dealt with the "Lord of Wuliang Mountain", making it say goodbye to this world.

The human race was excited and excited at this moment!

The next moment, the old man with messy hair turned his head suddenly, and a pair of cold and vicissitudes of life eyes looked down at the Holy Ghost Emperor in the transparent space.

"And you, damn thing!"

The old man with messy hair shook the ten directions of the void. Although there was a transparent space between them, the Holy Ghost Emperor felt a bone-chilling chill rising from the bottom of his heart at this moment!

It felt a trace of fear!

Chu Xingkuang and others were very excited when they saw this scene.

"This old senior is so powerful that killing the Nine Nether Prince is like killing a chicken. He will definitely be able to save Wuque!"

"That's right! This old senior was summoned by Ye Lingzi, and he will definitely not sit idly by."

"It's saved! And this time, our human race has finally won a great victory!"

The top fighters of the human race were excited and their faces flushed, and the serious injuries all over their bodies seemed to be painless.

"No matter who you are! You must know one thing, that is, Ye Wuque's life is in my hands at this moment! If you don't want him to die, you'd better be honest!"

The Holy Nether Emperor couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and roared loudly, directly using Ye Wuque as a hostage.

At the same time, a glimmer of hope surged in the heart of the Holy Nether Emperor.

The power of the altar has been communicating with the Holy Realm. The great will of the Holy Lord will come in less than half a quarter of an hour at most. At that time, what will this messy-haired old man count for?

In front of the great will of the Holy Lord, all beings who dare to resist will be wiped out.

The messy-haired old man did not speak, but his cold and vicissitudes of life looked down at the Holy Nether Emperor as if he was looking at an idiot.

However, just when the disheveled old man was about to kill Saint Youhuang...

"Old senior, please don't do it."

Ye Wuque's telepathic voice suddenly rang in the ears of the disheveled old man at this moment.