But no matter how fast he was, it couldn't be faster than the explosion of the stars, and the place where there was no heaven turned into a dazzling fireworks show in an instant.
As if for revenge, Mo Wutian no longer shouted, but it also exploded for nearly a minute.
When the last fireworks dissipated, the charred Demon Wutian was exposed, and he felt an incomparable fire in his heart, but his best melee combat was being kited all the time.
What kind of humiliation is this when you can't even get close to the enemy?
"'Big brother, second brother, I'm back!"
Mo Shengtian and Mo Wutian turned back in surprise after hearing the voice.
Mo Shatian came from afar with an old man, and when they saw the two old men, the two of them instantly became excited.
Finally, without delaying their success, Mo Shatian brought their grandfather, and the group of humans is estimated to be unable to escape.
Qin Baiyi raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to summon a huge star phantom to smash into their village.
The old man stood in front of them and raised his hand gently. The explosion of the phantom didn't hurt them in half, and it was all blocked by a thin layer of magic shield.
As expected of his grandfather, Jiang is still old and spicy.
The eyes of the three brothers revealed admiration, and now they can finally rest assured.
Chu Feng, who had been watching from the sidelines, also stood up and pulled Qin Baiyi back behind him.
Looking at the plain eyes of the old man and the strength he showed, he knew that he was not simple.
"You are not his opponent, leave it to me."
Chu Feng and the old man looked at each other, Qin Baiyi nodded when he saw this, his floating hair also fell, and he exited the state of star body eruption.
At this time, the old man slowly opened his mouth with his hands behind his back.
"I want to talk to you guys.".
Chapter 299 The real way of controlling the source
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three Moshatian brothers immediately changed.
"Grandpa, what are you talking about? They are..."
Mo Wutian opened his mouth to ask, but was interrupted by his random wave of hands.
"Talk? What's there to talk about?"
Chu Feng's face was expressionless, and he was always on guard against the old man's sudden attack.
"I know there may be some misunderstandings between us." The old man said calmly, "But we can sit down and solve the problem calmly."
Seeing that the three of Chu Feng were still unmoved, the old man coughed lightly.
"The old man's name is Mo Rui, and it may be my mischievous grandchildren who have caused you trouble."
"How about I ask them to apologize to you?"
Lao Tzu's words caused an uproar in Mosha Tiantian and the others. How could grandpa be so good-tempered.
"Don't be so pretentious, your good grandsons are so angry that their facial features are twisted together."
Chu Feng sneered and folded his arms around his chest, wanting to see what else he could perform.
"Hehe, they are young and energetic and ignorant." The old man put on a smiling and kind expression and said, "I think you are all newly promoted Yuan Zun, and you will participate in the Battle of Ten Thousand Realms soon."
"593 might as well abandon the previous hatred and join us. The Battle of Ten Thousand Realms is the top priority."
"Join you and wait for you to stab you in the back, right?"
The Sword Emperor sneered without hesitation.
"It's wrong for this little friend to say that. The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms is a major event for every Yuan Zun. How can I talk about this kind of thing indiscriminately."
The ancestor said calmly, as if he really wanted to reconcile.
"Which world are you from?" Chu Feng asked.
"We belong to eighteen capitals, and the world you live in is twenty-two." The old man answered patiently.
"Did your former Yuan Zun go to my world?"
"No, they were definitely not involved in that battle."
"I didn't say it was the battle."
Lao Tzu's gentle expression just now suddenly cooled down, and he also found that he had leaked his words.
"It's your blessing to let you join, don't be ignorant." The broken jar shattered, and Mori no longer pretended to be a good person. "Give you one last chance, either surrender to us or die."
"Okay! I'll just say, Grandpa did it on purpose."
Mo Shatian and the others immediately put on a ecstatic expression. I really don't know how hideous they were when Mo Rui said he wanted peace talks.
"Do you still need a few of us to join you?" Chu Feng looked coldly at the group of clowns in front of him, and continued, "Just by virtue of your crooked grandson, I know that your world is not much better."
"It seems that you don't want to waste your life."
The magic energy in Mo Rui kept leaking, which made Mo Shatian excited for a while, and I didn't know how long I had seen my grandfather take action.
"You said that all of you dying here should have a great impact on you and your world."
Chu Feng locked the target and charged a little interest before taking revenge.
"Just because you want to kill me? Why do you dare to say such a thing?"
Mo Rui's eyes widened in anger, and six different-colored source powers appeared on his body. The powerful pressure made everyone unable to breathe smoothly.
"Only my strength!"
Chu Feng gave a low voice, and the power of the six origins also rose up on his body, rebounding all the pressure brought by Mo Rui.
This scene shocked the three Moshatian brothers. Mowutian and Moshengtian were fortunate in their hearts. They didn't expect that there would be someone who could kill them in seconds, and dragged them until the arrival of their grandfather.
But Mo Shatian's heart was filled with fear. He knew very well that Chu Feng only dared to threaten himself with the strength of the ancestor last time.
This time, the Yuan Zun that has broken through is the six origins, and has surpassed most of the Yuan Zun in the Eighteenth Heaven. Only a few can fight against it.
Coupled with Chu Feng's leapfrog fighting ability, Mo Shatian's heart became more and more uneasy.
Several times he wanted to persuade his grandfather to retreat, but seeing Mo Rui's confident expression, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.