Chapter 2401: Walking alone, holding the fairy furnace

The sky is faint.
The ancient desert is long.
A white breath pierced the sky like the arrow of a god.
The yellow sand in the sky turned into a violent dust storm, covering the sky and the sun!
This breath tore everything apart, and the void was shattered wherever it passed, revealing the chaos that was boiling afterwards!
Many feathered war weapons were shattered into countless pieces before this breath.
"boom!"
Then, this breath did not stop, and rushed towards Fairy Ziyun and others, lasing away.
"No, it's impossible, how can it be so powerful?"
"Where did this person come from?"
"No, I haven't stepped into the Saint Realm, how can I die!"
Many eclosion powerhouses looked pale and shouted in fear.
Gui is the most powerful group of people in the barren world, they are actually unable to resist this person's casual breath!
Even if dozens of them join forces, it will not help!
"what!!"
In a terrible howl.
Many Ecumenical Venerables were crushed into blood foam at the moment they touched that breath, and they could not die again.
Mo Yi saw with his own eyes that his biggest enemies, the old thief Yinzhen, the Ziyun, and the old witch of Jiu Ming, died one by one.
Dozens of feathers have all fallen!
"Boom!"
Even after killing many emergences, that breath has not dissipated, and suddenly fell into the vast desert.
The yellow sand rolled into the sky, the desert was full, and the breath fell, and it directly tore the wind and sand in the sky.
The entire West Desert cracked a long and long ditch. gully!
It's as if the gods made a blow and split West Desert into two!
Breath, tear the world apart!
"Ha, ha..."
Looking at this miraculous scene, Mo Yi's whole body turned into a clay sculpture, only the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
Opening his mouth, he couldn't speak for a long while!
When he saw the black-haired man, he knew that the black-haired man might be very strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong.
Killing the emperor is like killing a chicken!
I am afraid that even a saint is less than one billionth of a man.
Old sage?
Or, Zhundi?
Mo Yi used his superficial knowledge to constantly guess.
In the inheritance of the ten thousand sages, he heard the ten thousand sages tell about the division of the realm of the saints.
Above the sage, there are the realm of the ancient sage and the quasi emperor, far more powerful than the average sage!
As for the higher realm, the Saint of All Laws never mentioned it.
"A few stink bugs dare to step into your majesty's retreat!
Not a pity to die! "
The black-haired man vomited lightly after doing this, as if he had done a trivial thing.
Even the black-haired man didn't even move half a minute!
Stepping on dozens of feathers, for Him, is like trampling dozens of bed bugs to death, effortlessly!
"Huh!"
When the black-haired man's eyes fell on him, Mo Yi's heart was cold, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.
"Senior, kid Mo Yi is here to thank you for your kindness, kid..."
Mo Yi was agitated, and he hurriedly bowed and thanked him.
But before he finished speaking, the man had taken his gaze back, and he didn't even care about Mo Yi's existence.
A wry smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yi's mouth. This senior didn't seem to want to see him, but he didn't dare to have any complaints in his heart.
"Boy, thank you senior for your kindness, boy, let's say goodbye!"
Mo Yi had no choice but to worship again.
But when he got up, he suddenly felt a faint spatial fluctuation, gently shaking in the void.
"Om!"
The void split, tearing open a huge channel.
After the passage, a figure came slowly.
Holding an immortal furnace, silver-haired shawl!