Resurrection: Sacrifice: Hundreds of Millions of Critical Strikes

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, but they didn't expect that there was one who could kill them in seconds, and even 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.

"You still have some talent, just breaking through is the source of the Six Paths."

Mo Rui didn't care about his face, but a storm surged in his heart.

He has broken through Yuan Zun within [-] days, and even the most talented ones are only three or four origins.

They must be strangled in the cradle before they grow up.

"Let me teach you how to use the power of the source."

The source refers to the source of things, and it also represents the root of a kind of power. When you master a source, you are equivalent to mastering the most primitive kind of power.

Mo Rui grabbed a dark source in his hand, and in an instant, a demon tiger composed of demon energy rushed towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng did not show weakness, a lavender source fell into his hands, turned into a few purple thunders, and directly smashed the demon tiger.

Under the thunderbolt, the devil tiger broke into pieces, but a flaming white fire dragon suddenly emerged from its body and attacked Chu Feng.

It turns out that Mo Rui has quietly used the fire of the source, the seamless connection of the power of the source, how to reasonably match and convert the power of the source, this is the key to winning the battle between Yuan Zun.

"Tips for carving insects."

When the fire dragon almost touched the tip of Chu Feng's nose, it stopped completely, then stopped in mid-air, turned into a popsicle, and finally shattered and disappeared in the air.

Mo Rui's eyes narrowed slightly, why did his fire dragon stop at that moment.

But Chu Feng would not explain it to him so kindly, and walked directly to Mori.

Chu Feng's fist and Mo Rui's fist collided.

It was unacceptable that the physical strength was evenly matched against Mo Rui, and how long he had been cultivating in the Yuan Zunjing Jing, he was actually tied with a Yuan Zun who had just broken through.

"Is this your method? What are you using to kill me?"

Chu Feng looked at his confident expression and smiled slightly: "Sorry, you are already dead."

"what?"

Before Mo Rui could react, the right hand that was fighting against Chu Feng suddenly broke straight, and blood spurted out.