Fantasy: Let You Be The Patriarch, And You Mass-Produce The Great Emperor?

Mu Shenchuan was calm and calm, his body quickly decomposed, turned into countless golden lights again, and avoided the beams.

"Pfft!"

As soon as the old man stabilized his figure, he was punched in the chest, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and his face turned slightly pale.

"Hiss..." He took a breath and looked at Mu Shen in shock.

"The power of the Golden-winged Great Peng bird is truly terrifying!"

The old man had palpitations. He himself was a Golden-winged Great Peng bird. It felt very familiar, but it was difficult to recognize it for a while.

Mu Shenchuan swooped down and launched a fierce attack.

His power was so terrifying that he easily shattered the old man's body-protecting aura, and punched the opponent's chest 15 times. All the old man's ribs were broken, and his body was thrown forward, breaking a towering ancient tree and causing him to vomit blood.

"What a domineering power!" The old man was shocked. His physical body was comparable to a first-rank immortal weapon, but he could not stop the power of Mu Shenchuan's punch.

Mu Shenchuan stood proudly in the void, overlooking the old man, and said disdainfully: "You are no match for me, please get out of the way.

Mu Shenchuan is indeed very strong, and his fighting power is extremely fierce. Even if the Immortal Sovereign Realm is overthrown, he cannot do anything to him. However, there are many Immortal Sovereign Realms in this territory.

The old man wiped the blood from his mouth and stared at Mu Shenchuan with malicious eyes.

"Now that you're here, please stay alive." The old man shouted coldly.

The old man activated the powerful power of law, and a hurricane blew up between heaven and earth.

"The law of wind and fire, it seems that you are a Heavenly Devil with the wind attribute." Mu Shenchuan squinted his eyes and murmured.

In an instant, a storm swept across the wasteland, and a terrifying energy surged like a flood.

The next second, Mu Shenchuan was kicked hard in the abdomen, and his body fell to the ground like a cannonball. The ground was cracked and sunken, and smoke filled the sky.

Mu Shenchuan got up in embarrassment, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth and an extremely ugly face.

"What a terrifying body."

Mu Shenchuan's eyes widened.

"Hmph! The gap between us is too big. I advise you not to get involved in this matter, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." The old man said coldly, his eyes extremely stern.

"I had no intention of being your enemy, but now it seems I have to be your enemy." Mu Shenchuan grinned, then waved his hand, and a golden spear flew out. It turned out to be Mu Shenchuan's weapon, Jinpeng Sheng. gun.

Mu Shenchuan clenched the spear, exuding a monstrous aura, like a God of War.

"With your level of strength, you can't do anything to me. Although your Cultivation Base is higher than mine, you actually don't know how to fight at all. Your attack power is too low." Mu Shenchuan sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

As soon as Mu Shenchuan finished speaking, the old man's expression suddenly changed and he quickly retreated.

"Rumble————"

However, an invisible force instantly crushed the space where the old man was.

The old man was trapped in a twisted space-time turbulence and was completely unable to break out.

This power is by no means an ordinary force of space laws, and it can also affect everything around it, making it difficult to guard against.

"You bastard! How dare you cheat!" The old man gritted his teeth and cursed, his eyes were red, and he was extremely angry.

"Old man, suffer death!" Mu Shenchuan snorted coldly, and struck down with a stick, golden light flashed, and the power was even greater than before.

The old man immediately used his body skills to avoid it, but he was still beaten until he vomited blood and his face turned pale again.

"Space has blocked space!" The old man was frightened and angry, and the more he fought, the more panicked he became.

Mu Shenchuan's power was beyond the old man's imagination. He didn't look like an Immortal Sovereign Realm at all, but more like an Immortal Emperor.