I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

"You all breakthrough?"

Mo Fan looked at these people curiously, feeling shocked.

These people are cultivation geniuses!

"It seems that you are all going to take part in the battle of the plane's arrogance!"

Mo Fan grinned.

It turned out that senior wanted me to participate in the Battle of the Plane Tianjiao?

Tuoba Xueling's eyes lit up when she heard this.

"We're starting now!"

Tuoba Kun also brightened his eyes and said to Mo Fan.

"Okay! I'm very curious about this!"

Mo Fan smiled softly.

He knows that the world is big and big.

The place where he is is only one of many planes.

Mo Fan blew a whistle.

Suddenly, in the void, a bone dragon with a length of hundreds of feet came quickly toward this side.

"Owner!"

The bone dragon appeared here, and as soon as he appeared, he vomited and said.

"good!"

Mo Fan nodded lightly, looked at the bone dragon, and became more satisfied as he watched.

This bone dragon looks very majestic, and carries an aura of astonishment!

He leaped lightly and stepped proudly on the back of the bone dragon!

At this time.

Tuoba Kun also blew a whistle.

"Oh?"

Mo Fan saw this scene and glanced at Tuoba Kun curiously. It seemed that the person in front of him also had a mount.

He wondered what the opponent's mount would be.

at this time.

The space in front suddenly twisted, and then a voice came from the space.

Roar!

A voice resounded from the space ahead.

Mo Fan looked over curiously.

I saw a huge toad jumped out of the space ahead!

This toad is very big, with golden runes all over it.

These golden runes are constantly swimming around toads like tadpoles.

Unexpectedly, Tuoba Kun's mount is a toad!

At this moment, Tuoba Kun lightly leaped, stood on the back of this toad, and said to Mo Fan and the others: "Master Mo, I will take you there!"

"good!"

"Then it's a job senior!"

Mo Fan arched his cupped hands at Tuoba Kun.

"Senior dare not be, dare not be!" Hearing this, Tuoba Kun said quickly, his heart trembling.

In front of you, how dare I call senior!

Next.

Tuoba Kun leads the way.

Below, the mounted toad roared low, and suddenly, sound waves spread towards the front, and then a huge hole was torn in the space ahead.

Toad jumped in.

The Bone Dragon followed in too!

...

There are countless planes in this world.

Countless small planes make up the thousand planes.

And at the moment.

In the thousand-dimensional plane, in a huge square, at this moment, the surrounding space was distorted from time to time, and then, a group of figures slowly walked out of it.

A figure strode over, carrying a sword on his back, and the aura on his body had already entered the Hunyuan Realm!

"Is this the Thousand Plane Square?"

He looked around and said, "So strong! Sure enough, none of the cultivators that came here are simple!"

at this time.

In the front, the space was distorted for a while, and then, there was a huge hole, and immediately, a huge toad jumped in.

A black-robed old man leaped lightly from Toad's back, and then he jumped off.

He looked at the toad.

Toad seemed to know what the old man in black robes meant, and his whole body quickly became smaller. Soon, he was no different from an ordinary toad!

Toad jumped into the cuff of the black-robed old man.

At this time.

"Roar!"

The bone dragon roared, and also walked out of the space.

"It turned out to be a skull dragon! What a prestige!"

"If only I could have this mount!"

With the appearance of the bone dragon, the surrounding cultivators all looked over, showing a touch of envy on their faces.

A figure stood above the bone dragon's head!

It's Mo Fan!

Behind Mo Fan stood Qingqing, Sword Spirit Ancestor and others.

Mo Fan looked around.

He is now located in a huge square.

He smiled softly: "This is the Thousand Faces Square!"

Tuoba Kun told him when he came.

"Right! Lord Mo!" Tuoba Kun said respectfully.

"Fairy?"

"It's a fairyland?"

Not far away, the cultivator holding the blood-colored saber glanced at Mo Fan in front of him. Then, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "There is such a mount in the fairyland? Not worthy!"

The voice fell.

He walked toward the front, looked at Mo Fan condescendingly, stood with his hand held, and said faintly: "The weak are not qualified to have such a mount!"

As soon as this remark came out.

Mo Fan was taken aback for a moment.

When the three generations of Devil Emperor and others heard this, their cheeks twitched and looked at the people below with extremely unkind expressions.

Is this man looking for death?

How dare to offend senior?

Huh!

At this moment, the three generations of Devil Emperor took a step, and immediately afterwards, the sword in his hand was pulled out suddenly.

Huh!

Suddenly, the sound of a sword rang through.

A ray of dazzling Sword Ray whizzed in, heading straight ahead.

The cultivator holding the blood-colored saber snorted coldly, and the blood-colored saber in his hand was also pulled out abruptly, and he slashed forward!

boom!

Suddenly, a roar sounded in the void, which was endless.

Mo Fan frowned, sighed, and said, "This is the real world of cultivation, right? Sure enough, the human heart is sinister!"

As soon as this remark came out.

The sword spirit ancestors and others frowned.

They heard the anger in senior's words!

The person in front of you is really hateful! He dared to provoke seniors.

"My son, I will teach him!"

The sword spirit ancestor looked at the man, the more unhappy he said.

The voice fell.

She rushed up.

Huh!

Xuanyuan Sword was directly unsheathed at this moment.

It turned into a Sword Ray and shot straight ahead.

When the man holding the scarlet sword saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt puzzled.

The Cultivation Base of these two people is much higher than that of the young man before.

But why did these two help the young man?

boom!

At this moment, the bloody saber in his hand trembled violently.

Shit!

He kept backing away, a trace of blood seeping through the corners of his mouth, and his face looked very pale, like a piece of white paper.

"Boy, take my palm!"

At this time, Tuoba Kun let out a low roar.

"Fuck! Another one! Are there too many bullies and fewer people?"

Looking at the old man who burst out from the front, the young man with Blood Knife kept twitching his eyes, cursing.

However, Tuoba Kun directly ignored this. At this moment, he raised his right hand and slapped it directly with a palm!

Suddenly, a palm mark appeared in the void.

This palm imprint carried the power of horror, and went straight to the young blood knife below.

The five senses of the blood knife young man were distorted at this moment. He roared in a low voice, and the blood-colored saber in his hand began to shine brightly at this moment!

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