"court death!"
Looking at Li Mo's actions, Lang Xiaotian smiled contemptuously. Then Lang Xiaotian drew his hands on his chest, and the wolf head behind him suddenly showed a heavier pressure.
"puff!"
Facing this pressure, Li Mo coughed up a mouthful of blood again.
Even the strong men in the Great Perfection of the Earthly Immortal Realm cannot bear this pressure.
Li Mo also relied on his strong body to persist until now.
Then, Li Mo took another step, two steps, three steps...
Gradually, the distance between Li Mo and Lang Xiaotian became closer and closer.
Seeing Li Mo's embarrassed figure, the smile on Lang Xiaotian's face became even brighter.
This is his pride, he is a being who can compete with the powerful people in the Celestial Realm. Does a human boy in the middle stage of the Earth Fairy Realm want to compete with him? dream!
Lang Xiaotian was laughing, and Li Mo was laughing too.
It's just that the blood soaked Li Mo's teeth, making Li Mo's smile a bit bloodthirsty.
Then, Li Mo waved his arms.
"Whoosh!"
A gust of wind flew towards Langxiaotian's shop, mixed with soul-eating needles.
"not good!"
Although the soul-eating needle was small and difficult to detect at high speed, Lang Xiaotian also felt the danger.
However, Lang Xiaotian was too confident just now. He didn't even make a defensive move when he saw Li Mo walking all the way.
In addition, the Soul-Eating Needle is very fast, even at such a short distance.
So even if he knew there was danger, it was too late for Lang Xiaotian to defend himself.
"puff!"
The soul-eating needle penetrated directly into Lang Xiaotian's body, causing severe pain.
"ah!"
As Lang Xiaotian screamed, the wolf head behind him disappeared immediately. Where is the arrogant pressure from before
Lang Xiaotian was suddenly sweating profusely in pain, rolling on the ground holding his head.
"Ah! What did you do to me! Ouch..."
No matter how strong the monks are in combat, their soul is often their weak point. There are very few techniques in this world that can train the soul, and this is exactly what Lang Xiaotian is doing at this moment.
Ignoring Lang Xiaotian, Li Mo turned to look at Meng Zhentian. Then he bowed down
"I wonder if uncle can announce the results of the competition?"
Meng Zhentian looked into Li Mo's eyes, and for the first time there was a hint of appreciation.
Of course, what Meng Zhentian admired was not Li Mo's strength.
To be honest, Li Mo's strength was too childish in front of Meng Zhentian.
But Li Mo knew that Lang Xiaotian was extremely fast, so he couldn't avoid the soul-devouring needle. Li Mo carried the pressure of Langxiaotian and got closer to Langxiaotian.
With this perseverance alone, Lang Xiaotian couldn't even look down on Li Mo.
This kind of perseverance is coupled with the talent shown by Li Mo. As long as Li Mo doesn't die in the future, he will definitely be a strong man.
"Li Mo Sheng, Li Mo will be my son's foreign aid. As for the nephews and uncles, I also have great gifts for you."
Meng Zhentian said in a cheerful voice. At this time, Meng Zhentian's sophistication can be seen.
Even though Lang Xiaotian and the others didn't help Dandan take the Holy Son assessment, they did come. I've been injured all over again, so I still have to give some benefits.
In fact, there was no need for Meng Zhentian to announce that he had taken over. There were four strong men in total, and Li Mo alone fought against three strong men.
Both Mang Xi and Shu Zong asked Li Mo to get off the ring, and Lang Xiaotian was still rolling on the ring. So who wins and who loses is obvious.
Listening to Meng Zhentian's voice, both Shu Zong and Mang Xi lowered their heads.
What a slap in the face! They wanted to take care of Li Mo before, but now they let Li Mo take care of him. Even Lang Xiaotian is no match for Li Mo. He had known that Li Mo was so strong. Why are they looking for trouble with Li Mo
Not knowing what Mang Xi and Shu Zong were thinking, Li Mo moved his palm towards Lang Xiaotian. The soul-eating needle called back Li Mo's palm.
"You... let's fight again!"
Lang Xiaotian, who was sweating profusely, was dissatisfied and pointed his finger at Li Mo.
Of course Lang Xiaotian was not convinced. It was because of Lang Xiaotian's carelessness that he was hit by the soul-eating needle. In normal combat, just rely on your own speed. It's not that easy to seriously injure yourself with this soul-eating needle.
And the most important thing is that from the battle to now, Lang Xiaotian has never shown his true form!
Only the true body is the strongest state of their gods, demons or great demons. However, Lang Xiaotian was too conceited before and thought that his own methods could completely defeat Li Mo.
"If this competition allowed for life and death, you would have died long ago. What qualifications do you have to object to me?"
Li Mo glanced at Lang Xiaotian lightly and smiled.
Then Li Mo said no more and walked directly to the ring.
"Li Mo! I really belong to you."
Looking at Li Mo walking towards him, Dandan punched Li Mo hard on the chest and said with a smile.
"Now that my son's foreign aid has been selected, I will inform the entire clan and the selection of the Holy Son will begin tomorrow."
Meng Zhentian said lightly, although Meng Zhentian, the clan leader, also has many restrictions in the Nightmare Clan.
But on the day when the Holy Son was selected, Meng Zhentian still had this right.
From the cunning look in Meng Zhentian's eyes, it can be seen that Meng Zhentian had already planned the date for the selection of the Holy Son in advance.
Anyway, his son has already chosen a foreign player, and the early date of the Son's selection is just the right time to catch the other candidates off guard.
"yes!"
Dandan and Li Mo both bowed and responded.
Looking at Meng Zhentian, Dandan's eyes were filled with sadness.
My father has helped me to this point, if he can't seize the position of the Holy Son again. Then he is really not worthy of being his Meng Zhentian's son.
Without waiting any longer, Li Mo and Dandan walked out together.
Looking at Dandan beside him, Li Mo asked
"I still haven't figured out how you select the Holy Son? Why can you still hire foreign aid?"
"The selection of the Holy Son requires entering a secret realm. Ten Holy Son Tokens have been buried in that secret realm in advance. We only need to find the Holy Son Tokens in the secret realm. Who can get more than half of the Holy Son Tokens within the specified period? "Who is the Holy Son?"
"I heard from my father that there is heavenly suppression in the secret realm. Therefore, our cultivation base is very poor. Even the strong men in the earthly fairy realm can barely fly in the secret realm. It is almost impossible to fight with spiritual energy. So. Most of the battles in the secret realm rely on physical combat.
This is also the reason why those of us participating in the selection are willing to find the gods, demons or demons, and there are no candidates who want to find the human race. "
Dandan explained to Li Mo that Meng Zhentian had also participated in these selections.
So Meng Zhentian said a lot to his son, and Dandan knew that secret realm very well.
"Suppress spiritual energy? Fight with physical strength?"
Li Mo's eyes lit up after listening to Dandan's words.
To be honest, Li Mo also prefers this most primitive head-on battle.
However, Li Mo couldn't help but be a little stunned when he thought that the secret realm could suppress even the spiritual energy of the powerful people in the Earthly Immortal Realm.
In the outside world, strong people in the Dan Formation realm can fly. In that secret realm, a strong person from the fairyland can actually fly.
(End of chapter)