Martial Inverse

Chapter seven hundred and seventeen would rather die

Chapter 717

"Mo Wusheng!"

With a loud shout from the old man beside the ring, the competition was officially announced.

Under the ring, there is a voice of emotion...

That thin man did not lose in the cultivation realm, he lost in the poison energy!

As tyrannical as heaven-level poison energy, it is already comparable to the acquired holy energy. It is quite the inheritance of the great sage. How could he be able to resist it?

At the end of the competition, Mo Wu won the championship, which is equivalent to that he will become the holy son of the Shadow Demon Sect, and he can also marry the first beauty of the Demon Sect, Qingwu as his wife.

Mo Wu stood on the ring, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a smug smile hung on the corner of his mouth, enjoying the envious, jealous and hateful eyes around him.

He slowly walked towards the unconscious man, bent down, and placed his hand not far from his forehead, strands of stench of black poisonous energy were sucked out of the man's body by his palm.

Looking at the man's furrowed brows, the corners of his mouth curved without a trace, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

This skinny man has threatened his existence. If he is allowed to become a heavenly poison master, then his first position will be lost!

As a holy son, it is not as good as a candidate holy son. With his arrogant attitude, how can he accept it?

Immediately, he had a calculation in his heart. He pressed his palm on the thin man's forehead, and a ray of invisible black air penetrated into the thin man's body. Then, he quickly raised his palm, and the suction increased. After a little while, the skinny man's complexion returned to rosy.

"Ha ha!"

With a gentle smile, Mo Wu pulled the thin and confused man up and stood on the ring together.

Seeing him so generous, the elders on the steps nodded one after another, and even the Holy Master of Shadow was very satisfied with his performance, so he stood up.

"I announce that Mo Wu won the championship of the Torch Festival!"

A loud voice rang out from his mouth, resounding through the audience like waking thunder, and the smile on Mo Wu's face became even stronger. There was a flash of heat inside.

This charming woman is the pursuit of all the young children of the Shadow Demon Sect.

Today, he finally got it by himself. When he thinks of this, he is extremely excited, and his nostrils are sprayed with hot air!

"It has been announced a few days ago that after the unanimous decision of the elders of my holy religion, the champion of this competition will also become the holy son of my holy religion, and at the same time will be able to marry the saint!"

The Shadow Holy Master spoke again, and suddenly, the eyes of some young disciples on the scene were all gloomy.

"The following is the engagement ceremony. On the day of the end of the Holy Fire Festival, it is the wedding day of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter!"

With a majestic face, he glanced at the audience, and said happily, for a while, there were voices of compliments and congratulations everywhere on the scene.

"Mo Wu stepped forward to hear the seal!"

The Shadow Lord's voice was loud, Mo Wu heard the words, jumped off the ring with a happy face, and walked towards the steps.

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

When he came to the Holy Master of Shadow, he knelt down and shouted respectfully.

"In the name of the Holy Master of the Holy Cult of Shadow, I now give Mo Wu as the Holy Son of the Holy Cult of Shadow!"

A loud voice resounded throughout the audience, and immediately, everyone on the scene fell to their knees.

"The holy religion has no boundaries, the holy master has no boundaries, and the holy son has no boundaries!"

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted together, the sound was like a dull thunder, rolling through the sheets and spreading thousands of miles.

"From now on, you are the holy son of my Shadow Cult!"

The Shadow Holy Master stepped forward, lifted Mo Wu, and said with a smile on his face.

"Mo Wu, thank the Holy Master for his love!"

Mo Wu was overjoyed, overjoyed, and quickly thanked him respectfully.

"Um!"

The Shadow Lord nodded with satisfaction before preaching to the scene, "Everyone get up!"

"Thank you Lord!

All the people who were hula-la stood up.

"Saint!"

"Saint?"

"Saint?!"

After calling a few times, no one answered, the face of the Shadow Holy Master sank, and the joy on the faces of the elders sitting on the steps also converged, all looking in one direction.

Her face was haggard, there was no blood on her face, her eyes were empty, as if she had lost her soul, she sat there blankly, quietly looking at the blue sky, as if she had not heard the voice of the Shadow Lord. .

"Holy girl? Holy girl? The Holy Master called you!"

Seeing this scene, Lan Xun on the side stretched out a hand, shook her gently, and lowered her voice to call.

After a long time, a bleak look flashed across Qing Wu's eyes, and he turned his eyes slowly to her.

"I'm engaged, quickly stand up and thank you!"

Lan Xun said in a low voice.

"got engaged?"

Hearing this, Qingwu's delicate body trembled slightly, "No! I won't be engaged!"

She shook her head, her words resolute!

Suddenly, everyone in the audience looked at her in astonishment, and the Holy Master of Shadow's face became ugly.

"Humph!"

He snorted heavily, turned to the crowd, and shouted, "I announce that the engagement of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter is over, and we will choose another day to get married!"

"No! No!"

Qing Wu stood up in a huff, his reaction was very strong.

"It's not up to you!"

The Shadow Holy Master looked gloomy and shouted.

He never imagined that Qingwu would be so disregarding the overall situation, that even if this ceremony passed, it would become a laughing stock.

The saint was forced to marry!

"I'm already someone else's wife, so I can't get engaged!"

Qingwu took a deep breath, a morbid crimson appeared on his pale and pretty face, and spoke lightly in front of hundreds of thousands of sects.

Saintess must maintain chastity. This is the code of saints. If someone who is not chaste other than the Son is found, the saint will be sentenced to death by the Holy Religion and burned to death with raging fire!

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Lan Xun stood up in a panic, trying to stop her from speaking, but it was too late.

Everyone looked at her in astonishment. The Shadow Holy Master had a gloomy expression on his face, and all the elders stood up. Mo Wu's face also lost his generosity. ferocious.

"I'm not talking nonsense!"

With a miserable smile on Qing Wuqiao's face, she said lightly, "Qing Meng, it's actually my own!"

"Wow!..."

Immediately, there was a commotion in the audience.

If it is confirmed, then there is only one dead end for Qingwu!

The holy rules have been handed down since ancient times, and even the Holy Master cannot change them!

She is begging to die!

I'd rather die than get engaged!

Mo Wu's complexion is extremely wonderful, like a beast that chooses and devours people, his eyes are red.

The Shadow Lord, Lan Xun, and the elders all looked at her in amazement.

Is it true?

Looking at Jue Ran in Qing Wu's eyes, they looked at each other.