Son-in-law Dan Zun

Looking at Mo Fan's unrelenting and fearless figure, the killing intent in Mo Tianji's eyes was extremely strong.

It's not as good as Luo Wushu.

Could it be that Mo Fan, who has been in the lower realm, can still be better than him?

The palm stretched out, and the dense black light surged wildly, turning into a terrifying claw to smash against Mo Fan.

"boom!"

The void trembled violently, and the terrible sound of the sonic boom was shaking the earth, making one feel the scalp numb.

But at this moment, there are no more such fluctuations.

Leaving aside the people of the "Hidden Race", I am afraid that not many people would believe that such a terrible battle could break out in the lower realm.

Above Mo Fan's body, a dark golden light was flowing, and his burly body was like the shadow of a demon god.

"boom!"

When the terrifying claws came, Mo Fan's demon-like fists also blasted out.

"boom!"

Fists meet.

Suddenly, a devastating storm of destruction spread over, and the space heard the sound of fragmentation, which actually split a crack directly.

The spatial structure of the lower realm, after all, is not as good as the mysterious realm, and the battle at the peak of the holy emperor realm is enough to tear the space.

Not many people will care about this.

Just be careful not to fall into the cracks in the space.

"break!"

Mo Fan screamed, his body seemed to be surging with monstrous demon power, and the terrifying power directly shattered the sharp claws.

Upon seeing this, Mo Tian's fuselage quickly retreated.

There was an incomparable vibrating meaning in the cold pupils quickly pouring out, filling the eyes.

"How can this be?"

Mo Fan is just an ant in the lower realm, why can he be stronger than him in the collision of power?

When practicing in the lower realm, why can his strength be as good as him?

"The frog at the bottom of the well." Mo Fan said sarcastically.

The two played against each other, but when they met each other, both offensive and defensive conveniences changed.

"Boom!"

Another muffled sound of collision erupted.

Mo Tianji's figure was directly retreated arrogantly, with blood spewing out from his mouth.

Mo Tianji's expression completely changed.

If he lost to Luo Wushu, he was also defeated. Why is Mo Fan, a fellow who has not been to the profound realm, stronger than him?

In a **** place like the Lower Realm, with such an abnormal speed of cultivation, after entering the Profound Realm, that's okay.

Mo Tianji knew very well that when he first entered the Profound Realm, how amazing his cultivation speed was.

Even in the Tianyu Academy, which is full of talents, not many people can practice faster than him.

However, Mo Fan...

Having been in the Profound Realm, but still stronger than yourself, how terrifying would it be to go to the Profound Realm to practice cultivation?

All this, of course, was just the random thinking of Mo Tianji himself.

If he knew how much resources and manpower Mo Fan spent practicing in the clan during this period of time, he would not be so surprised.

"Boom!"

Mo Fan's soles slammed into the void, and the demon-like figure approached Mo Tianji.

Mo Tianji's eyes were frantically surging with a cold and vicious look, and a dark long sword appeared in his hand, also exuding a cold and evil aura.

It was a Fenghou-level magical weapon among the evil races outside the territories, comparable to a Tianzun-level magical weapon.

With Mo Tianji's cultivation base, although it can't fully exert its power, the bonus to strength is also extraordinary.

"laugh!"

The dark long sword was cut out, and a crack was cut out of the space.

The power of destruction enveloped Mo Fan's figure, making his scalp numb.

But his expression didn't change much, just let out a cold voice.

"Originally, Xiaoye still wanted to maintain the same cultivation level as you and compete. Since you don't want this fair opportunity, then forget it."

The voice fell.

Mo Fan's astonishing aura suddenly soared, directly rushing through the bottleneck of the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm, and stepping into the Earth Sovereign Realm.

"First Grade Divine Realm?"

Mo Tianji's pupils shrank again.

At this moment, he only felt that all his pride had been blown out of his body.

Mo Fan didn't just have a cultivation speed no less than his, but...far beyond.

However.

From his initial weakness to his current cultivation base, how much he has given and sacrificed.

From the beginning of the battle of ascending to the sky, he completely lowered his posture, and courted Yan Wenzhuo, the proud son from the lower realm of Tianyu Academy.

Even abandoning the dignity of a man, sent his girlfriend Yu Wanqing to Yan Wenzhuo's bed personally.

Then, through various dealings, he got the attention of Zhou Yuanqiao, the dean of Tianyu Academy.

It was not until the end that he joined the great saints that he became what he is today.

All this is light, but its core acidity is only known to Mo Tianji.

However, if Mo Fan stayed in the lower realm, he could have it quietly, which was better than his cultivation.

Is this a question of talent?

No... this is an injustice from heaven.

"God thief!" Mo Tianji yelled up to the sky, his expression incredibly crazily mad.

The power of the long sword in his hand seemed to be in a frenzied state, and it became more powerful, and it merged with Mo Fan's demon-like fist.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Cracks in space emerged one after another.

Above Mo Fan's fist, violent power continuously poured out, causing the pitch-black sword to hum and sink into a violent tremor.

"It's useless to call Laozi!" Mo Fan sarcastically smiled, shaking Mo Tianji's figure flying above the devil-like fist.

Even if he used the "Fenghou-level" magical weapon, he could still suppress it with one punch.

"Puff!"

Above the void, Mo Tianji's inverted figure shot out a mouthful of blood.

In an instant, his face turned pale as paper, extremely embarrassing.

Before the fight, he wanted to take Mo Fan's life first as a little interest that Luo Wushu asked for.

However, except that he is not Luo Wushu's opponent.

In front of Mo Fan, there is still nothing left to be crushed.

"This strength can also be a dog for the evil races outside the territory. According to the young master, the evil races outside the territory are no more than you." Mo Fan sneered.

As a core member of the Mo family, he is naturally different from what he saw and heard now.

Others only saw his almost open-ended transformation, but only he knew what he had done.

For the battle a month later, he didn't even let himself relax and waste a minute.

Mo Fan's figure bullied himself up, and shot Mo Tianji down with a punch.

"What kind of shit, in the eyes of the young master, you are as nasty and dirty as shit."

"Fortunately, you have become a running dog of the evil race outside the territory, and it is no longer the face of my dignified human race that has been lost."

Looking at the demon-like fist enlarging in his pupils, Mo Tianji asked for help from the evil clan powerhouse outside the territory: "Help me!"

"Trash!" Many of the evil clan powerhouses outside of the territories have passed their eyes with contempt.

If it weren't for the ancestors of the secret, they would never allow this kind of waste that would discredit the great saints to continue to exist.

Two powerhouses from the evil races outside the territory freed their hands and moved closer to Mo Tianji.

Compared with Mo Fan, the surging aura around his body is only strong but not weak.