"I've been paying attention to this Chu Wuxin."
Suddenly, Onimu's cold voice came from the side.
It broke the atmosphere of Zou Mo flirting with Limao.
Zou Mo raised his eyebrows: "I know, his background is complicated, and our people can't find any information about him."
A young boy can become the frightening Lord of the Castle of the God of Death in the legend.
Moreover, all major forces in the realm of Nirvana are fawning over him.
This boy is like a species that appeared out of thin air.
An extremely mysterious existence.
His mystery is no less than that of Emperor Moxuan.
"His aura is not inferior to Emperor Zun at all, and he is a perverted monster!" Zou Mo glanced at Guiwu, "Awu, if this continues, the balance of the lower realm will be broken."
"Di Zun didn't use all his strength." Gui Wu's dark eyes swept over Zou Mo, and then his gaze passed over Li Mao who was snorting in his arms.
Immediately, Zou Mo glared warningly.
Zou Mo looked disapproving: "The little wild cat doesn't seem to have a very high IQ, she can't understand."
"You don't have a high IQ! Your whole family doesn't have a high IQ!" Limao retorted angrily, staring at her big round eyes.
Her little hand tightly grasped Zou Mo's collar.
There was quite a posture of rushing forward and killing him with one bite.
Seeing Limao's cute appearance, Zou Mo couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
With one hand, he couldn't help pinching Limao's cheek.
Limao let out a "meow", but couldn't hold it back, grabbed Zou Mo's hand, opened his mouth and bit it.
Gui Wu frowned, looking at the two people fighting, his eyes became more and more serious.
After a while, seeing Zou Mo still playing around, Gui Wu didn't bother to wait for him.
He walked straight up and walked in the direction he came and went.
Zou Mo quickly caught up: "Awu, don't rush away, aren't you curious, between these two people, who will win?"
The two instructors who followed closely also nodded immediately.
They said that the confrontation between the two masters is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
They want to keep watching.
I want to see, among these two masters, who can embrace the beauty!
Onimus had a serious face, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was cold: "I'm not interested."
"Oh... Ah Wu, don't be like this, don't you want to check, is this Chu Wuxin..."
"Bang bang bang!"
"Boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, a deafening sound interrupted Zou Mo's words.
The air in the entire flame lair seemed to gather a shocking wave of profound energy.
Rolling like a tide, wanton collision.
Onimus' expression sank, and he immediately opened the barrier, enveloping the three students and the instructors of the demon class.
Look up again.
In the middle of the sky, the two men who were still competing with each other had already fought together at some point.
The fiery red sky seemed to have opened its bloody mouth.
One person, the purple light is shining, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the mysterious light comes one after another, with a lingering fighting spirit.
One person, dressed in red like blood, is coquettish and cruel, and the profound energy released is higher and higher.
The two strands of profound energy constantly clashed and collided.
It set off dust and hurricanes all over the sky, messing up everything around.
Ye Qingluo was always held firmly in Di Moxuan's arms.
His strong and powerful arms never let go for a moment.
Her slender body and broad chest perfectly protected her in the clash of these two profound energies.
Not disturbed by the slightest breath.
The colliding profound energy stirred up a strong hurricane.
Blowing the black hair on Ye Qingluo's forehead.
She raised her eyes and stared at Di Moxuan who had a calm expression and no emotion at all.
That gaze that looks down on everything, as if everything is in the palm of your hand.
Ling Ye Qingluo's heart was beating violently.