The Wine Emperor and Mo Tian were dodging back and forth in the entire palace, no longer paying attention to their appearance.
But, suddenly, the sky-swallowing python seemed to have broken through some kind of transparent film, and when it encountered someone who made it extremely frightened, it suddenly retreated crazily.
The neighing sound was no longer full of anger, and even the originally blood-filled snake eyes became extremely clear at this moment, full of fear!
Who can actually make the sky-swallowing python show such a posture when both of them are helpless?
?? 强牺  读牺。 Mo Tian squinted his eyes and looked, then his eyes widened suddenly and he said in disbelief,
"Sanqing old ghost?"
No!
This sky-swallowing python, which has been living since ancient times to this day, is only afraid of one person.
"You are the Martial Saint of Creation!"
"I didn't expect that after so many years, that beast would still be exposed."
With a casual blow, the dragon-headed crutch turned into a beam of sword light and struck directly at the top of the sky-swallowing python.
This time .*c om Zhang Si. boom!
In the main hall, a strong wind suddenly arose, blowing everyone back.
I could only hear the wailing scream of the sky-swallowing python, and blood was spilling all over the ground. The blood was flowing crazily between the eyebrows as if the boulder blocking the hot spring had broken open, but no one was attracted by it.
With one blow, the sky-swallowing python was seriously injured!
Mo Tian vomited blood and retreated violently, the sword in his hand completely shattered into pieces.
In the main hall, the head of the sky-swallowing python kept neighing, its huge body wandered back and forth, breaking countless beams and pillars, and its vertical pupils were full of panic and uneasiness, as if the pain of the ancient times had finally returned to the mind.
The heart of the Martial Saint is right in front of the two of them, just one step away.
But this step was like an insurmountable chasm, firmly blocking them in front of them.
The bloodshed was in vain.
"You juniors really don't know how to respect the old and love the young."
The Martial Saint of Creation is not in a hurry to get the Heart of the Martial Saint at this moment. Millions of years ago, this treasure that could make a person a saint was his. Naturally, he is not as eager as Mo Tian and Jiu Huang.
He smiled kindly and shook his head, "It's still the same after so many years."
"Since I entered the world and practiced cultivation, I have practiced for thousands of lives. I have encountered as many geniuses as stars, but none of them has the qualifications that satisfy me. Mo Tian, ??you can't do it either."
As he waved his hands, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the hall.
Mo Tian and Jiu Huang were unable to resist. They vomited blood and were swept away. Their backs hit the pillar hard and their breath was weak.
Facing the Martial Saint, even if the opponent just waved his hand, he would be completely unable to resist.
"You have been hiding for so long, what exactly do you want to do!"
Mo Tian struggled to get up, but found that all the surrounding laws had been fixed by nature, and even the vitality in his body could not flow.
"Bitterness can't help but show up in my heart. I have been practicing hard all my life, but in the end, I still don't even have the strength to fight against a strong person.
Not only Mo Tian, ??but the Jiu Emperor who was already seriously injured by this slap was even more unbearable. Mo Tian could at least stand up and question him, but the Wine Emperor had already fallen to the ground unconscious and was at the mercy of others.
"What to do?"
The Martial Saint of Creation sighed, "I care about the world, and of course I want to seek eternal stability for the entire world."
"We will sacrifice one person's life in exchange for peace in the world."
In today¡¯s era, it is difficult for the Tianxuan Continent to withstand the pressure of Emperor Wu, and the fluctuations in space are even greater than when the ancient era was shattered.
Since the destruction of ancient times, the Martial Saint of Creation has searched for methods, but they are simply unable to compare with the rumored methods.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:????????? Connected to the great road of heaven and earth, blessed with luck, secretly controlling the Holy Land I have tried various methods to create the Martial Saint, but I still can't touch the edge.
He can't wait!
It is said that only a martial saint can gain eternal life, but who knows that even a martial saint who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts will one day be reduced to a state of exhaustion!
There is no time for creation. He doesn¡¯t want to wait and can¡¯t wait any longer.
The relics that appeared this time appeared under his planning. The Blood Portal absorbed countless blood essence and soul power, and is now waiting for the Martial Saint of Creation to extract it.
"If that's the case, then why are you planning this trip to the ruins? Are you really looking for some qualified genius?"
Mo Tian asked coldly.
However, he did not expect that Zaishan would directly swing out a palm. The powerful palm wind instantly slapped Mo Tian away. He rolled on the ground several times before he stopped in embarrassment. The top of his robe was covered with mud.
"Don't show these little clever things under my nose. Do you think you are very talented?"
The Martial Saint of Creation sneered. Now that his face had been broken, he naturally didn't care about the identities of Mo Tian and the Wine Emperor. He casually knocked away the long sword behind Mo Tian, ??then bent his knees and sat cross-legged on top of the trembling Sky-Swallowing Python. He looked at the two people on the ground with some amusement.
Why bother talking about dignity with ants!
Mo Tian¡¯s face turned red, but he knew that with the strength of the Martial Saint, rushing to save face would only make him die faster, and nothing else would have any effect.
"I want to help the Tianxuan Continent, which is in decline, but you know the great power I have put in? What's more, do you deserve to know?"
"I entered the Sea of ??Life at the age of ten, stepped into the heavenly realm at thirty, and became the leading Martial King on the continent when I was only half a hundred years old. After that, it only took me less than fifty years to reach the first level of Martial King. How could I Doesn¡¯t it count as having no talent?!¡±
The veins on Mo Tian¡¯s neck popped out, and he seemed a little dissatisfied.
Indeed, his life was definitely the standard for a genius. He practiced all the way to the top level in the mainland, and finally became the head of the Martial Emperor Palace. Only he knew the difficulties and dangers.
Even Ye Qiu in his previous life may not be able to catch up with Mo Tian.
When Zaofa heard the news, he nodded the same way, but still sighed and said, "Unfortunately, you are indeed the talented type in Xiuwu. Even I was not even half as good as you back then."
"But you have to know that sometimes, cultivation does not mean everything. Even talent is just an illusion."
Zaifang raised his hand, and in a daze, Mo Tian suddenly saw a young man sitting cross-legged and meditating, constantly breathing in the extremely rich vitality around him.
The terrifying absorption speed also surprised Mo Tian.
"This personis Ye Qiu?"
As powerful as a dragon!
As early as when the Good Fortune Martial Saint entered this palace, he had already become the master of this palace again.
All the restrictions were placed by him back then. Naturally, with the return of the Martial Saint of Creation, the situation in the palace also fell into his mind one by one.
Only then did he propose to withdraw from the battle, not to compete with the liquor and Mo Tian's heart, that is, the creation of Wu Sheng was also shocked by Ye Qiu.
Control the big one and control the owl. A top martial arts king in his twenties?