The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 109
"Are you interested in being my little brother?"

Xiran walked slowly to Ye Mo's side, stuck out her small head and said.

Ye Mo shook his head, expressing his refusal.

"Do you know who I am? I don't agree with anyone wanting to be my little brother."

Xiran was not angry when she was rejected, but said proudly.

"who are you?"

Ye Mo raised his head and said in cooperation with her.

"I am the princess of the Shenzhou Dynasty!"

Xi Ran had a smug face.

Ye Mo's eyes flashed with profound meaning, the target of his coming out this time.
It seems to be the Queen of China?

"I don't believe it. If you are the princess of Shenzhou, then I am the son of Yuhua."

Ye Mo took a cup of tea from somewhere, and took a sip, quite indifferently.

"You do not trust me?"

Xi Ran's bright eyes widened, if one looked closely, her eyes were as beautiful as the bright moon.

"Do not believe."

Ye Mo shook his head again.

He always felt that the princess was silly and cute.

Xiran stomped her feet, and was about to take out something to prove her identity, but suddenly froze in place, she lost all her things when she went out this time.

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"If you don't believe it, don't believe it, who cares about you."

Xi Ran ran out angrily.

Not far away, people's shadows were moving, and they all melted into the void.

Ye Mo watched her leaving back and took another sip of tea, frowning slightly.

"It's fast enough."

Under the cover of his spiritual consciousness, many hidden strong men were staring at Xiran, they were definitely not the ones protecting her, and many of them showed murderous intent.

If I hadn't intentionally shown coercion to intimidate them, I'm afraid these people would have made a move just now.

"Someone is plotting behind your back?"

Ye Mo pondered, he turned into a water mirror, and stared straight at Xiran on it. She was walking along the crowd, wandering around, and many people in the crowd could be seen staring at her.

"It stands to reason that the Emperor of China would arrange a weapon on her body."

Ye Mo stared carefully at Xiran's body, sure enough, a hazy halo prevented him from prying.

Countless ripples appeared above the sky.

A killer couldn't hold back anymore, a looming shadow appeared in the void, a little cold light flickered slightly, and it was running with a terrifying avenue.

In the next second, a thunder strike will be launched.

"Forget it, help her."

Ye Mo snorted coldly, and the holy method of fighting evolved, breaking through the void with one hand, and directly grabbed the figures in the void.

The big golden handprint directly blasted him to death.

"what!"

Following several shrill voices in the sky, a ray of blood emerged, and calm was restored again.

Frightened, several figures glanced in Ye Mo's direction, feeling lingering fear, and hurried away.

"Whoever dares to find her again will die more than one next time."

An indifferent voice came.

Ye Mo sat like an immortal, sitting in the Taoist temple, overlooking the world.

The lonely old Taoist raised his eyelids, looked in Ye Mo's direction, exchanged glances with him, and then ignored him.

"call out!"

Cold light flashed.

Ye Mo turned his head slightly, and a cold light flew straight to his head just now, cutting a few strands of black hair.

He raised his eyebrows, there really are people who are not afraid of death.

A black gold divine sword pierced through the void and charged at Ye Mo again. A dazzling light flashed on the divine sword, but it was silent and frighteningly fast.

Ye Mo stretched out his hand to reach forward, the big golden handprint was intertwined with thunder light, and the dense glow swirled around, and he turned his hand to suppress the black gold sword!
"Since you have shot, don't even think about going back."

Ye Mo stared at all directions, stepped forward with one step, and the Immortal King Fa met him!

A celestial king who covers the sky is domineering and boundless, raising his hand to cast a peerless magic spell, overwhelming the world.

Several figures were dressed in black gauze, pinching the mysterious seal with their hands, and killed Ye Mo.

Ye Mo raised his hand, endless Dao patterns intertwined, accompanied by bright runes flickering.

A huge murderous intent swept across, causing the mountains to collapse abruptly, and the void rumbled. Fortunately, the old Taoist Yufeng took action in time to cover up all the chaos. Then he mobilized the power of the stars and turned it into a defensive formation to guard Wunian Temple.

"Clang!"

With one punch, Ye Mo pierced through the divine sword directly, which made several figures in the void gasp.

They have never seen such a terrifying physical body.

"Yin and Yang are in chaos!"

He raised his hand and cast a world-shattering divine technique. He tried his best to attack and directly stirred up the void, shaking out countless people.

"What are you hiding? Come out and die!"

Ye Mo was extremely powerful, and when he was walking like a dragon, one phantom after another was killed by him.

A divine sword appeared in the hands of the Immortal King Faxiang, and it fell down as Ye Mo shouted!
"The sword of the great river comes from the sky, and the sword will shake the world!"

"boom!"

The sea of ​​clouds is rolling, the sky is clear, and the dark clouds are sweeping in all directions.

Ye Mo snorted coldly, he saw many people still staring at Xiran.

"Snapped!"

Hands together!

The Immortal King's dharma is condensed, and it seems that there is really a supreme Immortal King who came to the world across the years.

Turn over, suppress!
A large area died violently, and more than a dozen strong men who had perfected their dragons died in the aftermath.

This is today's unrivaled man, unrivaled in strength!
Perhaps Ye Mo acted too easily, the person hiding in the dark receded and stopped moving.

As for the duel above the sky, Xiran below knew nothing about it, she was still wandering around curiously following the crowd.

Ye Mo looked around, leisurely returned to the Taoist temple, and brewed a new cup of tea.

This is just the beginning.

He had a hunch that he would be a nanny in the next few days.

lonely night.

Sitting alone on the cold city wall, behind him is the Wunian Temple.

Faint candlelight was lit, which was particularly conspicuous in the night, and floated into the air bit by bit.

The starlight in the distance fell, and the mist reflected became more and more hazy. Ye Mo, dressed in white clothes like a fairy, closed his eyes, quietly waiting for something.

Xiran in Yufeng fell asleep, although he was a four-pole monk, his mind was still like a child's, and he didn't know how to practice.

The icy cold wind whizzed past, and there was a little bit more chill in the cold wind, and the murderous aura came out one by one, making people's hearts tremble. Countless figures gathered in the darkness, their eyes were gloomy, looking at Ye Mo.

But even so, he is still as stable as a rock, without joy or sorrow.

Ye Mo looked calm, with black hair flying, quietly feeling the vast and boundless world, this dark night, the mist, fire, and starlight intertwined, making it hazy.

In the distance, the old man Yufeng shook his head and sighed softly.

"Sleepless night."

It was indeed a sleepless night, Ye Mo felt the phantoms in the darkness, there were dozens of them, hiding in the emperor of Shenzhou was really big, and he didn't know how she survived before.

And who is it that spread the information.

An hour has passed.

Two hours passed.

The moonlight has been completely submerged in the dark clouds, and except for a few candles in the whole world, everything else is engulfed by mist and darkness, and you can't see your fingers.

Even if he was within a few feet of Ye Mo, he could not be seen.

"Ding"

There was the sound of bells ringing.

In an instant, there was a clanging sound in the dark night, followed by a scream.

A disciple of the Wunian Temple who was on guard at night poked his head out and shone the lantern in his hand. His eyes narrowed, and he saw a headless corpse. It was completely dead, as if it had been killed by a single blow, and blood spurted three times. feet high.

Just as he was about to yell, a big dark handprint appeared in the void, killing him, it was powerful and mighty, if he hit it, he would become a puddle of flesh.

A divine light glowing with golden light pierced through, shaking the big handprint away.

A faint voice came from the mist: "If you don't want to die, don't come out tonight."

As soon as this sentence was finished, the situation suddenly changed, the deep place in the distance trembled violently, and the mysterious organ trembled like a surging ocean, piercing through the world.

If Ye Mo hadn't suppressed this place, everything would have ceased to exist and would have turned into flying ashes, even though the countless mountains outside Wunian Temple had already collapsed.

(End of this chapter)