Chapter 878 - Insignificant

"How is that possible?!"

The scene in the sky was particularly shocking.

Originally, in everyone's opinion, it should have been Zhou Jing who easily crushed Mo Wuchen.

However, at this moment, the situation is completely unexpected by everyone.

With just one palm, Zhou Jing coughed up blood and retreated, but it is conceivable that Mo Wuchen's strength has far exceeded everyone's imagination.

"You ......"

Zhou Jing was shocked, and what appeared on his face was completely incredible.

There was still blood at the corner of his mouth, if he hadn't sensed it in time just now and protected his body with spiritual power, I am afraid that under Mo Wuchen's palm, he would have been seriously injured.

"It's just not interesting to you......"

Mo Wuchen's words are still slowly echoing in everyone's minds at this moment, and it is difficult to dissipate for a long time.

Especially before, those geniuses under the waterfall were shocked, and before, Zhou Jing invited Mo Wuchen to fight, and he said such words.

Originally, in the eyes of everyone, this was just an excuse made by Mo Wangchen to avoid a fight.

But now, no one dares to question it, Mo Wuchen is not avoiding the war, but he is really, he is not interested in Zhou Jing, with the power of the palm just now, it seems that to defeat Zhou Jing, it is too simple for Mo Wuchen.

"It seems that we all underestimated his quality. ”

High in the sky, the battle between Tianxinzhi and Tang Yongming stopped for a short time, and obviously, the two of them also discovered the abnormality below.

Tang Yongming frowned, was silent for a while, and then snorted coldly, "Although he is arrogant, it is undeniable that he does have some strength, but being able to defeat Zhou Jing does not mean how strong he is, to defeat him, it is easy for me." ”

"Easy as a breeze?"

Tianxinzhi's eyes were indifferent, looking directly at each other, "The vast world, the demons are rampant, in recent years, many geniuses have been born, the era of the Holy Son has long passed, and now the situation of the Xuanwu League, no one dares to say that they can see through, one day, I hope you will not pay the price because of your arrogance." ”

"Throughout the ages, how many Holy Emperors can there be?"

"Now that the Seven Saints are in the world, they have only reached their current status by stepping on the bones of countless Tianjiao, I believe that with their own talents, they will definitely be able to stand out in this great world and finally achieve the position of the Holy Emperor!"

Tang Yongming stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were full of confidence, as if he was born.

"The ambition is very big, but your current horizon is still too small, how can it be simple to achieve the position of the Holy Emperor, not to mention the entire Daluo Heavenly Realm, even this Xuanwu Alliance, among the younger generation, you Tang Yongming still seem a little insignificant. ”

For the first time, disdain appeared in Tianxinzhi's eyes, it was not that she was talking falsely, but that was the case.

Although Tang Yongming has a combat power comparable to that of the Holy Son, but really, none of the Holy Sons of the Ten Holy Lands will be simple characters, and any person who walks out can easily suppress them.

What's more, Emperor Xuansheng has eighty-one sons, and each of these eighty-one people is a famous party, with supreme demeanor, and looks down on the same generation.

Among them, Emperor Xuanzi is the first person in the younger generation of the Xuanwu League, and it is rumored that his cultivation has far surpassed that of his contemporaries, even some of the great powers of the older generation have been suppressed by him.

"Insignificant......"

Hearing Tianxinzhi's words, Tang Yongming narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "At least, it's still very simple to suppress you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the general trend around him surged again, which was extremely terrifying, and the entire heavenly dome became even darker at this moment.

"Humph!"

Tianxinzhi snorted coldly, her face was not afraid at all, her breath also exploded, and in an instant, the two fought together again.

"Hand over the white jade!"

At the same time, in mid-air, after being surprised, Zhou Jing gritted his teeth, his face was a little ugly, and his eyes were forced to look at Mo Wuchen.

The Shen Yun Dao pattern was obtained by the other party, and Zhou Jing was unwilling, but because of the strength shown by Mo Wuchen, at this moment, he did not dare to act rashly.

"If you have the ability, you can come and get it. ”

Mo Wuchen raised the white jade in his hand, sneered on his face, and looked at the other party with disdain.

"Sage inheritance, this is a great opportunity, don't be afraid, follow me to shoot, if whoever activates the Dao pattern first, the inheritance will be theirs!"

In the face of Mo Wuchen's provocation, Zhou Jing's face became even more ugly, he raised his voice to speak, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and shouted to everyone.

"Yes, let's do it together!"

Many people's eyes glowed green, obviously, they were not willing to lose it, and the fact that Dao Wen had not yet recognized the Lord was equivalent to showing that they still had a chance.

"Brother Mo, please give me the Dao Pattern, my Shen family is willing to offer 30 million immortal stones!"

A young man took the lead in jumping out, this person has the cultivation of the early stage of the Void Immortal Realm, and from the aspect of breath, he is afraid that he has reached the peak of the early stage, and he is only one step away from the middle stage.

This young man was the genius of the Guwu Shen family, and Fang was one of the people who sat at the bottom of the waterfall with Mo Wuchen and the others.

"Thirty million immortal stones want the inheritance of the ancient sages in my hands?"

Mo Wuchen turned his eyes and said lightly, "How many of your Shen family are there, why don't you sell them all to me?"

"Since Brother Mo doesn't want to, then I'll take it myself. ”

The Shen family genius narrowed his eyes, sneered on his face, and approached Mo Wuchen step by step.

In the process of moving, he opened his mouth slightly, biting the tip of his tongue, and the next moment, a trace of essence blood flew out of his mouth, blooming supreme holy light.

The holy mang turned into a giant blade that slashed the sky, as if it could smash the void, and at the moment it formed, it rolled towards Mo Wuchen and slashed into the air.

"Get out!"

Mo Wuchen's face suddenly turned cold, this person had no room for mercy in his attack, and even he felt the killing intent in the other party's blow.

"Whew!"

In an instant, the Futian Bow was pulled into a full moon by him, and the general trend of heaven and earth continued to surge, like a monstrous wave, converging towards Mo Wuchen.

A crystal clear arrow condensed and formed in an instant, as if containing the power of infinite destruction, and flew out.

"Click!"

The giant blade that the saint mang turned into was shot through in an instant, like a huge bronze mirror cracking, but the power of the arrow did not diminish at all, and after piercing the giant blade of the Shen family's genius, it still pierced towards him with terrifying power.

"It's so strong!"

The Shen family's genius's face changed drastically, and the arrows came towards him, making him clearly feel the numbing power on it.

"Cloud Rolling Meteor!"

Between the lightning and flint, he opened his mouth and shouted, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, spreading out from the spiritual sea, and in an instant, the spiritual power wrapped it in it, like a rock-solid shield, difficult to break.

"Click!"

However, when the arrow approached and completely landed on the Shen family's genius, the powerful force directly shot the shield around him open, and his whole person seemed to have been hit hard, and his body flew back, coughing up blood.

(End of chapter)