Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 993

"Okay, brother Mo!" Yu Bai waited for the law enforcement team to leave, and he came over and said with piercing eyes.

Mo Lingxuan smiled faintly, and said pointedly: "Brother Yu, if I want to form a group in the future, please come and help me."

Yu Bai was a little tangled, but he still replied with a wry smile: "Brother Mo, the Lord of the Temple of the Gods, Hong Yu, has kindness to me, so..."

"Don't rush to answer." Mo Lingxuan stopped him, and said calmly with a sense of pride: "If Brother Quan wants to come, I welcome you too!"

This man is very dangerous, his ambition has begun to be exposed!
This was Yu Bai's feeling at this moment. After he took a deep look at Mo Lingxuan, he found an excuse and quit.

Yu Bai didn't know to what extent Mo Lingxuan could do it.

But there is no doubt that Mo Lingxuan, who defeated Tianbawang, is already qualified to be called the preparatory arrogance, and he is a figure of the same level as Hongyu, the sovereign of the temples!

At this time, another person approached Mo Lingxuan.

Crazy Wu - Wu Daotian!

This militant looked at Mo Lingxuan with terrifyingly hot eyes, even hotter than seeing a peerless beauty.

"I will beat you!"

Mo Lingxuan smiled lightly: "You are very welcome."

He is still very optimistic about this lunatic Wu, and wants to take him under his command.

Because there are not many imprints on Wu Crazy, there is only one inheritance of Wu Zun that has become history!

According to rumors, Wu Daotian didn't have this surname originally, but after accepting Wu Zun's inheritance, he changed his surname to Wu and vowed to carry forward the martial arts.

"Martial Dao, a road that runs counter to today's Immortal Dao, can be said to be a rough and dead end, or it can be said to be a road to the sky."

With Mo Lingxuan's eyes, he can see the potential represented by this road.

If Wu Daotian really makes it through, I am afraid that another martial arts race will appear in the future.

Among the masters of Taoism in the heavens, there will also be a master of martial arts!
"If you want to subdue such an arrogant person, you must defeat him first!"

As a demon lord, Mo Lingxuan has seen many such characters, and he is familiar with how to subdue them.

Boom!
A bell rang through the sky.

The white mist in front of Mo Lingxuan dispersed, leaving a passage for only one person to pass through.

Without hesitation, he shrunk the ground into an inch, and stepped in with one step.

This Tianjiao Terrace is different from last time.

There are 36 fairy mountains in total, and each fairy mountain has a fairy jade throne.

Mo Lingxuan immediately understood the rules.

Every time someone comes in, they have to choose Xianshan, and then choose the number of people who will compete with themselves for the throne.

By analogy, the remaining 36 people will be able to participate in the next round of the Tianjiao Hegemony Tournament!

Mo Lingxuan smiled strangely: "I'm afraid the rules will have to be changed this time, because only one person will advance to the next round."

He wants to fight the crowd alone!

"I've chosen." Mo Lingxuan laughed loudly, "I want to challenge everyone!"

The immortal official behind the white mist of Tianjiao Terrace was stunned. He almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he didn't dare to write down the record.

At this time, an ethereal and simple voice was uploaded from the Tianjiao list: "Let's do it like this."

The immortal official who wrote the pen bowed respectfully, and then used his immortal power to fill in Mo Lingxuan's request on the talisman paper. The pen fell and the paper burned.

The Tianjiao list standing between heaven and earth is shining with golden light.

Tianjiao outside.

Tianjiao Ling, a candidate for Tianjiao, was induced and began to tremble.

"Mine is on, unlucky, I met this kind of monster as soon as I came up!"

"Hahaha, eh? Why is mine also on?"

"Mine is on too!"

"Mine, and mine."

"What the hell is going on here?"

Just when many candidates were flustered, their Tianjiao Token had already flashed golden light, teleporting these people to the First Immortal Mountain.

From a distance, they saw the figure on the jade throne, majestic, domineering, with a natural kingly temperament.

But the figure in their eyes murmured dissatisfied at this moment: "Although it is a throne, it is much worse than the one I had back then."

Mo Lingxuan squeezed the dragon head on the handle, and sighed: "And the taste is not good, if I do it, it must be the head of a real dragon."

If this sentence was heard by the craftsman who built this place, he would definitely curse: "It's not because of our bad taste, but because of your bad taste, okay?!"

When Mo Lingxuan was the devil lord, the main body of his throne was made of bones of several immortals.

The leather on the seat was stitched with the fur of the ancient beast Taotie.

Although the materials are the best, but the appearance is really not flattering.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's start."

Mo Lingxuan stood up from the throne, and shouted to the many unidentified candidates: "Everyone, the rules have changed now, and only one person will pass this group arena."

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at him like a madman.

Mo Lingxuan touched the throne behind him and said again: "That is to say, there is this opportunity, if you want to get it..."

The violent coercion began to flood the entire fairy mountain.

"Then challenge me!"

As if responding to his declaration, several rays of light went straight to the top of the mountain.

Someone even took the opportunity to loudly incite those candidates who were still hesitating: "Hurry up, no matter how strong he is, there is only one person, kill him first!"

Finally, the crowd couldn't bear it anymore, picked up their weapons one after another, and rushed to the top of the mountain shouting to kill.

Mo Lingxuan looked at the figures who arrived at the first moment, and smiled slightly: "What are you waiting for, let's do it!"

The people in front of him are those who have extreme confidence in their own strength.

Wu Daotian, Lang Zhongxian, Pink Skull, Xu Yan, and Lu Qinglian, who ranked high in combat power, and others.

Wu Daotian couldn't help it at first, he was already ready to move, and now it's just what he wants.

"Martial arts will, smash the world!"

boom!
A small blood-red sun lit up on the top of the mountain, like a blood-colored sunset that was about to set.

Mo Lingxuan stopped him only by relying on his terrifying physical body.

But what surprised him was that although he blocked Wu Daotian's fist, a tragic will penetrated into his body, which was very difficult to deal with.

"Break me!"

After all, he was the former demon lord, under Mo Lingxuan's huge spirit, this indestructible will was forced to be destroyed.

"Interesting" Mo Lingxuan recalled: "The wonderful power formed by motivating the spirit with qi and blood!"

With his vision, he could see through the foundation of Wu Daotian's martial arts will at a glance.

Qi and blood drive the spirit, and the spirit affects the Qi and blood, and the two circulate back and forth, immortal and indestructible, and it is extremely difficult to entangle!
Even with Mo Lingxuan's current physical body, he didn't dare to bear Wu Daotian's fist forcibly many times.

"die!"

There was a loud chirp, and the others would not give him any time to ponder martial arts, and did not hold back at all.

(End of this chapter)