boom! ! !
A towering hand suddenly appeared from the depths of the sky and fell directly towards the entire Shiwan Mountains.
An unimaginably terrifying aura caused all the monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and Rivers to crouch on the ground and tremble. No matter what level of cultivation the monsters were, even those powerful monsters that had survived the ancient times, all chose to do so at this moment. Surrendered.
Fang Lin suddenly raised his head and looked at the huge palm, with a look of horror on his face. He could deeply feel the power of this palm. Even if he was ten times stronger, he would probably be destroyed by this palm. For the powder.
Without any doubt, Fang Lin knew that this must be the powerful Martial Lord who was taking action, and as for which Martial Lord it was, Fang Lin could also guess - Mo Shouhei!
Xuanyuan Ya is dead, and Fang Qingye's aura is very familiar to Fang Lin, so it is obvious who this palm belongs to.
Fang Lin didn't know what Mo Shouhei was going to do, but the current situation was extremely unfavorable for him. Fang Lin didn't think much and fell directly to the ground. He tried his best to restrain his aura and looked at the bird very nervously. Big hands covering the sky.
The demonic beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and Rivers are all terrified. For them, Mo Shouhei is too powerful and is not something they can compete with. Even if the Demon Saint comes in person, it is impossible to fight against Mo Shouhei.
This is no longer a gap on a level, but the difference between ants and gods. Mo Shouhei is a god to all living beings on the earth. In the eyes of Mo Shouhei, the monsters in these hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers are basically nothing. It's not worth mentioning, it can be destroyed in a matter of seconds.
Even the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains and Rivers, he Mo Shouhei can easily sweep away without any difficulty.
At this moment, perhaps the only thing unaffected between heaven and earth is the strange wood carving.
The wood carving felt Mo Shouhei's aura, and not only did he not feel frightened at all, but he seemed extremely excited, and actually took the initiative to face Mo Shouhei's sky-covering hand.
Seeing this situation, Fang Lin frowned even deeper. Although he still didn't know what the existence of the wood carving was, it seemed that Mo Shouhei took action because he was probably targeting this wood carving.
Fang Lin didn't want Mo Shouhei to get the wood carving, but he couldn't do anything at the moment. As long as he dared to show up and have the slightest intention of stopping it, Mo Shouhei would definitely not let Fang Lin go. With Fang Lin's current strength, Mo Shouhei would not let him go. He can't even protect himself in front of Hei, let alone stop him
Therefore, Fang Lin could only watch the wooden sculpture being taken away by Mo Shouhei, and he could not suppress the feeling of powerlessness in his heart.
Fang Lin had a bitter look on his face. He had practiced for more than thirty years in later generations, and for more than a thousand years when he returned to this era. Various opportunities and adventures had given him the cultivation and strength he has today, which he may not be able to achieve in later generations. He can defeat anyone, and in this era, he is enough to be called a first-rate master.
But even so, he was still too weak in front of Mo Shouhei. Mo Shouhei's real body didn't even appear, and just a hand appeared, which made Fang Lin feel desperate. It was really a suffocating despair.
Fang Lin guessed that if he faced the big hand that covered the sky directly, he might not even have the courage to take action, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.
But speaking of it, Fang Lin also knew that he was too naive. He had only practiced for so few years and thought about competing with Mo Shouhei? It's really ridiculous. Mo Shouhei is the incarnation of an ancient spirit. He possesses the great luck of Tushan. He has practiced for countless years and has lived longer than Xuanyuan Ya. What can Fang Lin do with Mo Shouhei? Compare
Furthermore, Fang Lin's current strength and his years of training are actually quite rapid. It only takes more than a thousand years in total, and he already has his current strength, even in this age where many geniuses have emerged in martial arts. In an extremely prosperous era, he could also be called a peerless genius.
At this moment, Fang Lin was most worried about not the wood carvings, but his own safety. Mo Shouhei personally took away the wood carvings, so he most likely discovered his existence.
Although Fang Lin used many methods to deceive others, he knew that his deception methods were nothing more than a joke in front of Mo Shouhei.
If Mo Shouhei noticed something strange about Fang Lin, or even saw some secrets in Fang Lin, then there was no guarantee that Mo Shouhei wouldn't take action against Fang Lin.
If it really comes to this point, Fang Lin estimates that he will definitely die. Unless his father Fang Qingye takes action, no one can stop Mo Shouhei from killing him.
When the wooden sculpture disappeared from the sky, the towering hand did not continue to fall and slowly retracted it. There was no situation where one palm could kill many monsters in hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers.
Those monster beasts crawling everywhere felt as if they had been pardoned. The few short breaths just now were really the most difficult time in their lives. They were always afraid of whether they would stay in the dark. Killer.
Fortunately, Mo Shouhei didn't really take action, which could be regarded as letting them live. At this moment, many monsters did not dare to complain about Mo Shouhei for making a fuss, they could only express gratitude to Mo Shouhei for not killing them.
But before these monster beasts could breathe a sigh of relief, a pair of cold and forbidding eyes appeared above the sky, watching everything in the hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers.
The monsters all became nervous again, being stared at by those eyes. They didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear of attracting the attention of the owner of those eyes.
The same goes for Fang Lin. He didn't expect that after Mo Shouhei took away the wood carving, he would directly look down at the hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers. What was he going to do
Suddenly, Fang Lin's heart beat wildly and he didn't dare to look up, but Fang Lin could already tell that Mo Shouhei's eyes were looking at him.
Fang Lin became extremely cold from head to toe, as if cold air had entered his body. His body seemed to be stiff and unable to move at all. It seemed that as long as he moved, his whole body would collapse and shatter.
At this moment, Fang Lin could truly feel the power of Wu Zun. This was Mo Shouhei in a perfect state, not the state when Mo Shouhei appeared in later generations. There was a big gap between the two.
Fang Lin felt as if he had been abandoned by heaven and earth. He could no longer even breathe. Being stared at by those eyes was more terrifying than being stared at by any ferocious beast.
"No! He has murderous intent on me?" Fang Lin's face turned pale. He suddenly raised his head and stared into those eyes.
puff! ! !
There was no trace of any attack, but Fang Lin spurted out blood and fell directly to the ground. His breath was sluggish, as if he had been severely injured.
At the critical moment of life and death, Fang Lin vaguely saw a green robe standing beside him.