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Chapter 2131: Summoning of the Shenzhu Old Man

At the next moment, Xiaojiao turned his eyes towards the ring.

For the strength of this young master of Qingtian Realm, Xiaojiao should pay attention to it.

After all, this young master of Optima Realm may become Mo Wentian's opponent in the future.

He wanted to see what the young master Qing Qingjie had.

A few hours passed quickly.

The battle on the 10th is over.

There are ten people left in the ring, among which there is the figure of Young Master Qingtianjie.

Sure enough, as Mo Wentian expected, the strength of Young Master Qingtianjie was not as simple as he seemed.

Not only that, Xiao Jiao watched him fighting, and a hunch in his heart, this young Master Qingtianjie has not yet exerted his full strength.

"The battle on the 10th is over!"

"The remaining ten of you, go down and rest for a while and wait for the next round of war!"

At this moment, Yuan Ran's cold voice sounded.

Emperor Yuan Ran looked at the remaining disciples on the ring, his expression was indifferent.

In that way, it seems that the disciples on the ring can't attract his attention at all, but instead his eyes look from time to time towards the figure under the ring.

That figure was Mo Wentian, who sat cross-legged and calmed down, apparently he had already entered cultivation.

Being able to practice under such circumstances, even even Yuan Ran, never dare to take this risk.

However, Mo Wentian, who was not in the early days of Tianzun, dared to practice here, and Emperor Yuan Ran had to take a look at him.

"Buzz ..."

Immediately, on the ring, the ten figures quickly walked off the ring.

"I knew that our young master must be able to kill ten people to stay!"

"Who is our young master, and the strength of our young master, is it that they ants can block them!"

"Yes, let alone ten people, even if only one person out of 100 is left, this person will only be our young master!"

"The young master deserves to be someone who has a relationship with that person, it is a blockbuster!"

"This is nothing. Wait for our young master to win the top ten of the list and become a disciple of Yuan Ran. This is the purpose of our young master!"

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As Emperor Yuan Ran made this remark, the disciples of Qingtianjie instantly said with excitement.

Their hearts were rejoicing at the moment, and some even fluttered.

"Let's fight on the 11th!"

Suddenly, it seemed to remember something. In the eyes of Emperor Yuan Ran, a cold, cold voice flashed through.

"Buzz ..."

As Emperor Yuan Ran made this remark, a hundred figures appeared and stood on the ring.

The war on the 11th is proceeding in an orderly manner.

At the moment, Mo Wentian is still indifferently practicing.

As for the young master of Qingtian Realm, looking at the indifferent Mo Wentian, the squeaking of his fist, the murderous intention in his eyes, is even more terrifying.

If it was n’t for Yuan Ran, or if he wanted to get Yuan Ran ’s favor, Young Master Qingtianjie had already shot Mo Wentian.

And just as the fierce battle for the honors in the sea of ​​heaven and the sky is fierce, at the moment, there is a mountain that looks like a fairy in the endless distance.

Among the highest palaces on the mountain, a figure sat on the Lord's seat.

In the main hall, there are two figures.

Whether it is the person sitting on the Lord or the two figures in the hall, as long as Mo Wentian is here, they can be recognized.

These people are not others. This person sitting on the Lord's seat is the old man of the Shenzhu.

As for the two figures in that hall, one is an old man, and the other is an old woman. This is the old man and old woman who have been protecting Mo Wentian.

"You said that the kid has already participated in the battle for the honor list?"

Shenzhu old man looked at the old man and old woman in front of him, his expression was very cold.

"Looking back to Master, Mo Wentian is already participating in the battle for the honor list!"

"Adults don't let us protect Mo Wentian's safety. Why did he summon us back suddenly?"

Suddenly, it seemed to think of something. In the eyes of the old woman, there was a flash of light, a little puzzled.

"Why call you back?"

"Since that kid has already participated in the battle for this list, the old man of the old book has told him that if he wants to solve the mystery and wants to see this seat, he will naturally try his best to win the top ten!"

"It's useless for you to guard him on the side!"

A icy voice sounded, and a very cold cold awn rose in the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu.

"Adult, the disciples who participated in the battle for honor this time are not weak in cultivation!"

"Mo Wentian wants to win the top ten in this battle for honors, but it is not an easy thing!"

The old man pondered for a while, stepped forward, and looked at the old man of Shenzhu with a respectful expression.

"Since this kid is a descendant of that man, what is the responsibility he bears? If he can't win the top ten in this district's battle for honor, can our entire Protoss be entrusted to him?

The old man of Shenzhu looked at the old man, his brow furrowed, and his voice was even colder.

"Adult said yes!"

"I said the wrong thing, the adult's vision is not wrong, we all obey the arrangement of the adult!"

Listening to the words of the old man of Shenzhu, a flash of light flashed in the eyes of the old man, and he quickly saluted the old man of Shenzhu with a respectful expression.

"What is the realm of that boy's cultivation practice?"

"To what extent have the spirit of the soul and his physique already reached?"

Suddenly, it seemed that he had thought of something, the look of the old man of Shenzhu was very serious.

"Looking back to Master, Mo Wentian's cultivation practice is now only the early stage of Heavenly Venerable, but his soul has reached 1,200 feet, and his spiritual knowledge has also reached more than 100,000 meters!"

"I don't know the exact level of his physique. I only know that in Jiufeng, he is fighting with the three-headed tigers, and his physique is stronger than the three-headed tigers!"

The old man looked at Shenzhu old man and said respectfully.

At this moment, the old man recalled the scene when Mo Wentian was fighting with the three-headed tigers in Jijifeng, and his eyes rose suddenly.

By virtue of his cultivation behavior, it is very easy to behead the three-headed tiger.

But Mo Wentian's cultivation practice was only in the early days of Tianzun. Mo Wentian and the three-headed tiger clan battled each other.

Even if the old man recalled at this moment, it was hard to conceal a shock in his heart.

"The Soul is 1,200 feet!"

"Xiuwei reached the early state of Heavenly Venerable, the soul of the **** is 1,200 feet. It seems that this kid's spirit of soul has no breakthrough this time!"

"Spiritual knowledge hasn't made much progress yet. This physique has been strengthened a bit, but it's still not enough!"

There was a whisper in his mouth, and in the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu, a glimmer of light passed by.

"Master, in this battle for honor, can Mo Wentian win the top ten?"

"If he can't win the top ten, what should we do?"

But at this moment, the old lady seemed to remember something, looking at the Shenzhu old man, a flash of light and a deep voice flashed in her eyes.

"Can't win the top ten?"

"There is no possibility!"

"With this seat's understanding of this kid, although this kid has some difficulties to win the top ten, but this kid will not let me down!"

Listening to the old lady's words, the eyes of the old man of Shenzhu rose with firmness.

It seemed that he was very confident that Mo Wentian could win the top ten in the list.

"grown ups……"

After hearing this, the old lady and the old man looked at each other, opened their mouths, and wanted to say something, but in the end they said nothing.

"By the way, this seat summons you back this time, there are important things to tell you!"

At the next moment, it seemed to have thought of something. The look of the old man was very serious.