Thunder Martial

Such a scene stunned everyone present.

Even Mo Yishu's face had a look of astonishment.

This existence, which has never been seen before, has such extraordinary power, and killed a holy one without making a sound. Is this a strong man secretly cultivated by a big family?

I saw this young man smacking his mouth and said: "The taste is not bad."

Actually swallowed it?

This made everyone's complexion change.

Previously, everyone thought that the phantom wolf was just a kind of magic technique, and that the saint was brought to a certain space to kill him.

"I've always heard that the spirit race is a delicacy in the world, and the higher the realm, the better the taste. It seems that those old guys are not lying."

The young man rubbed his belly lightly, then looked around, "Is there anyone else coming up? In other words, I just ate one, and I'm a little unhappy. I'm half full right now."

People around retreated one after another, because they didn't know the origin of this guy.

The other party keeps saying that the spirit race is delicious, is it the demon race?

Demons are cannibals.

Of course the other party is not a demon, Mo Zhengtian's perception is very clear, the breath of the other party is completely different from that of the demon.

Earlier, the other party showed an unusual aura.

"Is it gone? It's really disappointing. You don't even want to give your heroes the chance to save the beauty."

The young man walked forward and came in front of a female saint, but the latter's previous anger had long since turned into shock.

"Little lady, you should agree to walk with me now, right?"

The other party smiled and said: "Don't worry, as long as you follow me from now on, you will have inexhaustible cultivation resources. If you take good care of me, maybe there will be additional rewards?"

The few people who came with the female saint dared not speak out.

The female saint was terrified, but still shook her head.

The young man's face turned cold.

"Are you being shameless?"

Losing his patience, he reached out and grabbed the woman's saint by the hair, and then dragged her forward, "I'll go to business first, and treat you well later."

In broad daylight, to rob a saint?

Mo Yi trembled in the distance, frowning, "What is the origin of this guy?"

Mo Zhengtian said with a solemn expression: "I don't know, but it's definitely not the demons."

While speaking, he looked at the spirit clan around him, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, in front of so many people, he dragged a saint of the spirit clan, all of you dare not speak out.

Can such a spirit race have a future?

At the same time, there was some resentment in his heart. If it wasn't for the spirit clan having a Zichen, the spirit world should have been occupied by them long ago.

The young man dragged the female saint and walked forward.

It's not that the female saint didn't struggle, but her power of the saint was forcibly suppressed, so she seemed to be at the mercy of others.

The young man came to Lei Shu and said loudly: "I don't like these things, give me a sword. I know, you have condensed it, give it to me now!"

Lei Shu didn't respond.

"I know your name is Zhen Ling, you don't need to play dead in front of me, give me the Thunder Sword now." The young man said again.

The others looked at this scene in surprise, this was the first time they knew Lei Shu's real name.

"Don't act stupid in front of me. When the young master came, he already knew your details. Now, all I want is the sword!" The young man stretched out his other hand with an aggressive attitude.

"You are not qualified." Zhen Ling finally spoke out.

A hint of disdain emerged from the corner of the young man's mouth, "Qualification? You say I am not qualified? Haha, do they have the qualification? Tell you, I came here to take the sword first, and then accept everyone here as servants! From now on , This place is not called the spirit world, but the demon world! Because the masters are back."

There was an uproar all around.

After the gods, demons, and spirits, another group appeared, and the other group's ambitions were obviously greater, and they directly pointed out that they wanted to occupy a world.

While speaking, the young man stuck out his tongue and licked the cheek of the female saint, "And such a person is our plaything."

The female saint trembled.

Everyone dared to be angry but dare not speak out. This existence can easily suppress a holy one, and the power displayed is too extraordinary.

Mo Zhengtian and the others watched from behind and did not act rashly.

This time, they were just here to see it, and it would be great if they could get benefits, even if they couldn't get them, it didn't matter.

Moreover, the appearance of the Yaozu is also a great piece of information that needs to be passed back.

The young man looked at Zhenling again, "I am qualified now, right?"

Zhen Ling still didn't immediately agree.

The young man laughed, "Then I'll eat all the men here."

I saw him dragging the female saint, standing there motionless, but behind him, several huge wolf shadows appeared.

The wolf shadow rushed towards the surroundings, and began to devour anyone it saw.

Seeing this, the other spirit races immediately used their protective energy to retreat, not daring to fight against it.

As soon as one retreated, everyone retreated, so that countless spirit races were chased by several wolves.

"This is the Spirit Race."

Mo Zhengtian smiled sarcastically, and said: "Let's retreat quickly, and then find an opportunity to fight back. It's really not worth losing to this group of people."

At this moment, suddenly there was a sword energy from far to near, passed through the crowd and landed on Langying.

Puff!

The wolf shadow with its bloody mouth wide open twisted several times in the void before collapsing.

Such a scene made everyone turn their heads and look in the direction where the sword energy came.

Several people came together from afar, all of them were women, and each of them was unparalleled in appearance, with different temperaments.

Such a beautiful woman, and many of them appeared at once, which made everyone's eyes brighten.

This also includes that young man.

Although the female saint in his hand is also outstanding in appearance, compared with these people, it is still a bit inferior.

"It's them."

After Mo Yichan saw the person coming, he recognized the person, he was the person in Zichen's world, and it is said that there are several of them are Zichen's confidante.

Unexpectedly, they also came, and chose to make a move.

"It's really troublesome! Are all people in the Tianwu world like this?"

Mo Zhengtian was very dissatisfied, it seemed that people in the Tianwu world liked to meddle in their own business so much.

It was Wang Xian'er who made the move, and that sword from a distance resolved everyone's crisis.

The other wolf shadows were put away by the young man. He stared at the visitor and smirked, "Beauties of the Spirit Race, you came here together, are you planning to serve me together?"

Wang Xian'er glanced at the young man and said, "Monster Race?"

The young man's eyes changed a bit, "You actually know us, it seems that you have already prepared, but you don't know how your skills are?"

In Wang Xian'er's beautiful eyes, there was a smug look, "Get lost or die!"

"Hey, then I choose to die."

The young man discarded the female saint in his hand, and rushed towards Wang Xian'er, "I, Langfeng, chose to 'desire~immortal~desire~death' today."

Su Mengyao and others stopped, only Wang Xian'er continued to move forward.

Obviously, they didn't intend to take advantage of their numbers to fight.

hum!

Sword intent rose all over Wang Xian'er's body, and the light blue dress moved without wind, and sword energy appeared in front of her.

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