Moments after the talisman burned, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the hall.
Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows lightly, smiled and said, "I will try this way of pretending to appear next time."
Ling Xiao, "..."
"Pretend to die quickly!" Long Aotian couldn't help but complain.
"Only the weak will die quickly." Mo Junlan snorted coldly.
The strong wind was still blowing in the hall, but no one was seen.
"Will it take too long for him to pretend?" Mo Junlan asked impatiently.
"Maybe he doesn't want to die too soon." Ling Xiao said lightly.
"So does he know that he can't beat me?" Mo Junlan said with a smile.
"Maybe it is." Ling Xiao said.
"Xiao Lan'er, I'll beat him to death later." Long Aotian continued.
"The slave family has not seen anyone from the God Realm for a long time." Ling'er said with emotion.
"Didn't you just meet your master when you were in the tomb of Emperor Tianshui before?" Long Aotian glanced at Ling'er lightly.
"And when they were in Yi Yun City before, those two guys were also from the God Realm," Mo Junlan said.
"...Young Master, the slave family just sighed with emotion." Ling'er said sullenly.
Qi Tianshou, "…"
Wang Zhou, "…"
At this moment, the gust of wind blowing in the hall finally stopped, and at the same time, a figure appeared in front of them out of thin air.
The man on the opposite side was quite handsome, wearing a blue robe, with a crown on his head, and his long hair was tied into the crown.
The man's eyes fell on Mo Junlan's face, and then moved to Qi Tianshou and Wang Zhou.
"Master, that keel..." Wang Zhou said with an embarrassed expression.
"What happened to the keel?" the man asked coldly.
Wang Zhou hesitated about what to say. After all, he didn't want to offend anyone, so his eyes swept to Mo Junlan subconsciously.
"It was taken back by the owner of the bone," Mo Junlan said.
Hearing the words, the man turned his eyes to Mo Junlan again, squinted his eyes, and said, "Who are you?"
"Should you state your own name before asking someone else's name?" Mo Junlan raised an eyebrow.
"You are not qualified to know my name." There was a trace of contempt in the man's eyes.
"Exactly, you are not qualified to know our names." Mo Junlan said with a smile.
When it comes to bickering, Mo Junlan will never admit defeat.
Qi Tianshou and Wang Zhou couldn't help but look at each other, will they fight later
"Are you going to fight?" Mo Junlan squinted his eyes and said, "This deity will be with you at any time!"
"I don't know what to do." The man was irritated by Mo Junlan's attitude, so he started directly.
Suddenly, an extremely powerful force hit Mo Junlan.
Because men attack indiscriminately, those who stand beside Mo Junlan are also in danger.
Mo Junlan narrowed his eyes coldly, then set up a barrier, and then moved to face the man directly.
"Are you really not going to report your name?" Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows, looked at the man who was fighting with him, and said, "If you die later, I'm afraid that there will be even a few words on your tombstone. No name at all."
"You are the one who died." The man's face was gloomy, his eyes exuded a strong murderous aura, and his aura was also very violent.
"Just by looking at your appearance, you can tell that you are the villain." Mo Junlan sneered, "Forget it, since you want to die in a low-key manner, it is not good for the deity to go against your wishes."
"Have you seen that guy before?" Ling Xiao turned to ask Ling'er.
"No!" Ling'er muttered.
"Trash!" Ling Xiao said coldly.
Linger, "..."
Mo Junlan hit the man with a huge thunderball, the same trick he used to deal with Demon Venerable's phantom.
"Next, we can watch a game where you chase after me." After Mo Junlan cast the spell, he teleported back to Lingxiao's side immediately.
The man was constantly chased by the thunderball shot by Mo Junlan, and he couldn't get rid of it if he wanted to.
It was not until this time that the man knew that Mo Junlan was not easy to deal with, and it was different from the immortal worlds he had encountered before.
As for this great hall of the Heavenly Dao Sect, it has already been destroyed by various spells to the point where there is no roof.
Qi Tianshou and Wang Zhou had already gone to hide elsewhere, and even dispersed the surrounding Tiandao Sect disciples.
"From the point of view of his moves, he looks like a magician." Mo Junlan said lightly.
"The slave family doesn't know him." Ling'er said.
"I didn't expect you to know him." Mo Junlan said quietly.
Linger slumped again, and she suddenly found that she seemed to be more and more useless.
"Want to kill?" Long Aotian asked.
"Let's see the situation." Mo Junlan said indifferently.
"What do you mean by the situation?" Long Aotian asked in confusion.
"If I'm in a good mood, I might let him go, but if I'm in a bad mood, I'll definitely kill him," Mo Junlan said.
"...Xiao Lan'er, you must be in a very bad mood right now." Long Aotian looked at Mo Junlan and said.
"No!" Mo Junlan shook his head and said, "With Xiaoer by my side, I'm in a good mood."
Ling Xiao's mouth curved slightly.
Long Aotian, "..."
The man was finally impatient with being chased by the thunderball, so he flew directly towards Mo Junlan.
"Why does this guy look like Mo Shang, he wants to fly towards me." Mo Junlan said dissatisfiedly.
"Then go and beat him!" Long Aotian said.
Mo Junlan teleported out again, holding a thunder whip in his hand, and then waved it directly at the man.
The lightning whip did not hit the man, but there were still purple lightning bolts falling from the sky one after another.
All the thunder and lightning that fell from the sky went towards the man.
The man who couldn't dodge was hit by the purple lightning, and he vomited blood immediately.
The attack power of those purple thunderbolts is closely related to Mo Junlan's cultivation.
The higher Mo Junlan's cultivation base is, the stronger the attack power of the purple thunderbolt will be.
"You..." The man gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Junlan.
"What's wrong with me?" Mo Junlan smiled lightly and said, "Could it be that you plan to admit defeat?"
"Do you know who I am?" The man looked at Mo Junlan with a gloomy gaze. He always looked down on people in the Immortal Realm, so he never thought that he would be injured by a monk in the Immortal Realm.
"This deity is not your father, how could he possibly know your identity?" Mo Junlan sneered.
"Xiao Lan'er's mouth can really anger people directly." Long Aotian couldn't help saying.
"I like it!" Ling Xiao said without changing his expression.
Long Aotian, "..."
"Continue to fight!" Mo Junlan said calmly and indifferently, "Your deity will mistakenly think that you are going to admit defeat."
The man was annoyed by Mo Junlan's words again, and said with a gloomy expression, "Wait for me."
After speaking, the man turned around and wanted to fly away.
Seeing this, Mo Junlan immediately teleported over, stood in front of the man, and said disdainfully, "Could it be that everyone in your God Realm likes to run away halfway through?"
The man heard the words, his pupils could not help shrinking, and he blurted out, "Do you know my origin?"
"It turned out to be from the realm of the gods." Mo Junlan pouted the corners of his mouth, and then said contemptuously, "Looking at your spells, you should be a magician, right?"
The man's face suddenly turned gloomy again.
"No matter how ugly your face is, it won't change the fact that you wanted to escape just now." Mo Junlan snorted coldly and said, "You are really shameless."
"Since you know that I am a person from the God Realm, yet you dare to offend me like this, then there is only one reason, you must also be a person from the God Realm." The man sneered.
Qi Tianshou and Wang Zhou felt depressed when they heard the words.
Mo Junlan blinked and said, "You are so smart, you can actually guess that I am from the God Realm."
Ling Xiao, "..."
When the man heard Mo Junlan's words, he thought he had guessed correctly, and then he smiled gloomily, and said with a hooked lips, "I think... your goals should be the same as mine."
"So what?" Mo Junlan smiled.
"That person is what my father is looking for. It's better to advise you to give up, otherwise you won't know how he will die." The man said contemptuously.
Ling Xiao's face sank when he heard the words, and what he was worried about happened after all.
Those who came down from the God Realm were most likely all looking for the son of the Ghost Emperor.
"Your father should be the Demon Emperor, right?" Mo Junlan squinted his eyes and said, "How old is he? How shameless is he to care about a young man in his twenties. "
"How dare you humiliate my father?" The man glared at Mo Junlan sullenly.
"What if the deity is to humiliate him?" Mo Junlan sneered, "Don't think that only you have the backing."
Ling'er just wanted to speak, but she heard Mo Junlan say, "We Haotian Great Emperor will not be afraid of your Demon Emperor!"
"Are you from Emperor Haotian?" The man frowned.
"Otherwise, who do you think gave me the courage to yell at you?" Mo Junlan stood with his hands behind his back, full of disdain, "We, the Great Emperor Haotian, will step on your devil emperor sooner or later."
"Very good!" The man gritted his teeth and said sullenly, "I will definitely tell my father about this. At that time, even the Great Emperor Haotian will not be able to eat and walk around."
After speaking, the man immediately teleported away.
Mo Junlan teleported back to Ling Xiao's side again.
"Young Master, you are..." Ling'er looked at Mo Junlan with a complicated expression.
"The words I just said were obviously nonsense, and that idiot actually believed it." Mo Junlan couldn't help but say in surprise, "Are all people in the God Realm so stupid?"
Linger, "..."
"Xiao Lan'er, your mouth is really powerful." Long Aotian couldn't help sighing, and in a few words he cleared his identity.
Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly cold.
"It can only be said that that guy is too idiot." Mo Junlan sneered.
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