However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and his hair was standing up all over his body. Because Mo Tianya's gaze had already swept towards him, and in the other person's eyes, he saw only the cold chill. The old man in black did not think about it, and fled to the distance as fast as possible. He didn't want to stay here for a moment. After staying for a second, he felt that he was closer to death. However, when he just rushed out ten thousand meters away, a cold voice that did not contain any sense of color quietly rang in his ears. "You, a person who is not worth dying, may be a good result if you die under your own masterpiece..."