"Mo Xiaotian, is it worth it for a woman to hitch a ride on her own good future?"

On top of an incomparably huge altar, a majestic old man was shouting angrily at a young man in ragged clothes, kneeling on the altar, his whole body covered in blood.

A graceful figure appeared in his head, the corners of Mo Xiaotian's blood-soaked mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a satisfied smile, looking ahead, and said lightly: "It's worth it, if I don't save her against my will, no matter how high my achievements are in the future, I will feel guilty for a lifetime." ”

"But do you know what you will face if you turn the altar trial into a blood prison for her.......?

The old man was annoyed, and the angry shouting was endless, but halfway through speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Xiaotian stretching out his hand, "Elder Qingfeng, thank you for taking care of Xiaotian for so long, and I also know that you have high hopes for Xiaotian, but Xiaotian has disappointed you, no matter what kind of punishment and ending I will face, I, Mo Xiaotian have no regrets." ”

"Kick him off the altar. ”

"Mo Xiaotian, aren't you very powerful, but you don't want to be kicked off the altar, once the altar trial is over, I will directly enter the Heavenly Sect, and the woman you saved from the altar trial at the expense of blood still can't escape from my palm, and you still have to be happy under my crotch. ”

"Xiaotian, I'll wait for you. ”

As the sun sets, half of the sky is filled with red glow.

On a boulder in front of a cliff, a young man was sitting quietly, just recovering from his cultivation state, slightly immature, but with a somewhat handsome face that did not match his age, and had a faint experience of the vicissitudes of life in the world.

Those eyes as calm as a century-old secluded tale shot straight into the distant sky, and scenes of the past flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a touch of anger and longing in my heart.

"Although I was kicked off the altar, I will definitely not live an ordinary life like this, Shizhan Tian, when I enter the ten major sects, I need you to tremble under my feet, if you dare to touch the tobacco leaves in the slightest, I will be the altar blood prison from the beginning. ”

Thinking back to the past, the young man's eyes flashed with extremely strong hatred and murderous aura.

The young man's name is Mo Xiaotian, and he is the descendant of the Mo family in this southern barbarian land.

Three months ago, the entire Lingwu Continent held a selection competition for the Altar Trial, and Mo Xiaotian won the only place for the Altar Trial in the vast Southern Barbarian Land with his peerless talent.

This news made the entire Nanban land boil, and also made the Mo family's prestige reach its peak.

But a month ago, Mo Xiaotian was suddenly kicked off the altar, and even his powerful cultivation was abolished, and he was reduced to an ordinary person.

No one knew what the reason was, and no one knew why Mo Xiaotian was kicked off the altar.

This news also boiled in the land of Nanban for half a month before it gradually subsided.

"It's getting dark, so I'd better go back early, so as not to worry my parents. ”

Mo Xiaotian stood up, his tall and slender body bent slightly, and he had already jumped off the boulder and landed on a flat ground.

With a big stride, Mo Xiaotian's speed was extremely fast, and he walked towards a small town at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Mojia Town, a large town that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, is all people with the surname Mo.

Mo Xiaotian's figure entered the town, nodded and smiled at various acquaintances, and greeted them.

And all the people in Mojia Town saw Mo Xiaotian's figure, and their eyes flashed with a touch of pity, originally Mo Xiaotian entered the altar trial was the pride of the entire Mojia Town.

It is also the capital that their Mojia Town can walk with their heads held high and their heads raised in other towns.

But no one would have thought that this pride would only last for two months before returning to its original state.

Even, Mojia Town, which had reached the peak of its prestige, has since become the laughing stock of everyone in the Southern Barbarian Land.

Although some people feel sorry for what happened to Mo Xiaotian, there are still some people who are extremely dissatisfied with Mo Xiaotian, thinking that the Mo family was ridiculed by the people in the Southern Barbarian Land because of Mo Xiaotian.

The Divine Altar Trial is a trial place set up by the Heavenly Sect, the strongest sect in the Lingwu Continent, to face the martial arts geniuses with peerless talent in the entire continent.

Everyone who enters the Divine Altar Trial has the qualifications to directly enter the Heavenly Sect, the strongest sect in the Lingwu Continent, however, if you want to enter the Divine Altar Trial, it is not so easy, you must be a peerless genius under the age of sixteen.

And entering the Heavenly Sect is also the dream of countless martial arts cultivators, once they enter the Heavenly Sect, they will be a top powerhouse in the Lingwu Continent in the future.

In the land of the Southern Barbarians, which has a population of tens of millions, only Mo Xiaotian is the only one who has obtained the qualification for its trial.

This kind of glory is indeed very humanly possessed.

But the good times didn't last long, and Mo Xiaotian was kicked off the altar in advance before the altar trial was completed.

It's enough to make everyone feel sorry.

Mo Xiaotian also saw all kinds of pity and dissatisfaction in everyone's eyes, but he was indifferent, his footsteps did not stop, and walked towards a mansion in the center of the town.

In the center of Mojia Town, a very huge mansion stands, and above the vermilion gate, the two big characters of Mofu are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, shining in the light of the setting sun.

Mo Xiaotian stepped in, and it was visible that the rockeries were spreading to most of the mansions along with peanut trees.

Countless courtyards and pavilions are scattered, and in the most central position, a lotus pond of three or four hundred square meters is blooming with countless lotus flowers of various colors, which are as beautiful as a rainbow under the light of the setting sun.

Mo Xiaotian walked through the corridors and headed towards the westernmost courtyard.

"Yo, isn't this the famous peerless genius Mo Xiaotian? Didn't you go to participate in the Altar Trial? Why did you appear here?"

Just when Mo Xiaotian walked out of a corridor, a young man in a white brocade robe and a paper fan walked towards him, and when he saw Mo Xiaotian, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of mockery.

Mo Xiaotian raised his eyes and glanced at the young man in white, then ignored it, but walked to the side.

This young man Mo Xiaotian is also very familiar with him, he is the son of his second uncle, named Mo Yu, and his talent and talent are extremely famous in the Mo family and even in the land of the Southern Barbarians.

It is also the place where the Southern Barbarians originally recruited the quota for the altar trial, and several people who are most sure of obtaining the quota are regarded as the most likely person to obtain the quota for the altar trial in the Mo family.

It's just that he was later won the place by Mo Xiaotian, a dark horse, with his peerless talent.

This made Mo Yu, who was extremely proud, extremely unbalanced in his heart, thinking that this was Mo Xiaotian taking the glory that belonged to him.

I also hated Mo Xiaotian in my heart, and when I knew that Mo Xiaotian was kicked off the altar a month ago, I was so happy that I didn't close my eyes for three days, and I was always excited.

In the past month, as long as he saw Mo Xiaotian, he couldn't help but mock.

Seeing Mo Xiaotian ignoring him, Mo Yu's heart turned into a monstrous rage, his face changed, and he shouted angrily at Mo Xiaotian: "Mo Xiaotian, do you still think that you are the peerless genius you used to be? Now you are a mortal, and you are a waste to me, what are you so angry." ”

Hearing this, Mo Xiaotian stood still, looked back at Mo Yu, in the past month, Mo Yu has mocked himself repeatedly, and he also has anger in his heart, and he can't help but sneer: "Whether I am a mortal or not now, at least I have the opportunity to be tested by the altar, and I have been glorified for the Mo family and the Southern Barbarian Land, as for you, you are just a self-righteous straw bag with some cultivation talents." ”

Mo Xiaotian's words were also extremely vicious, and he directly stabbed Mo Yu in the place where he was most afraid of being touched.

Sure enough, hearing Mo Xiaotian's words, Mo Yu's expression changed, killing intent flashed in his eyes, and an angry look had already climbed up his cheeks.

However, for a while, he couldn't speak, his face turned red, his eyes were extremely cloudy, and a thick killing intent emanated from his body, pointing at Mo Xiaotian and shouting angrily: "You are looking for death." ”

"Hehe, have you been stepped on by the tail, are you going to jump off the wall in a hurry?"

Mo Xiaotian's face was filled with disdain, and the sneer also spread.

Not afraid of Namo at all.

Although Mo Yu's cultivation talent is excellent, he is only seventeen years old, and he is already a cultivator of the third grade of the Spirit Enhancement Mirror, but Mo Xiaotian was a person who created a blood prison in the trial of the altar, and when he was kicked off the altar, although his cultivation was abolished, his talent was not abolished.

In the past month, his cultivation has recovered to the eighth grade of the Primal Spirit Mirror, and Mo Yu's cultivation is higher than him, but Mo Xiaotian is not afraid of him at all.

In this world, although the higher the cultivation, the stronger the combat power, but nothing is absolute, although Mo Yu's cultivation is higher than him, but Mo Xiaotian can rely on the strength of the seven grades of the Spirit Enhancement Mirror to create a terrifying blood prison in the trial of the altar of genius.

That's not something you can do with ruthlessness.

I just didn't want to pay attention to him before, if I really forced Mo Xiaotian to be in a hurry, then I would fight and see who was powerful?

In the Lingwu Continent, everyone advocates martial arts, and almost everyone will embark on the cultivation of martial arts, but cultivation is extremely difficult.

Some people have never really embarked on the path of martial arts in their lives.

In the cultivation of martial arts, there are hierarchical divisions, namely the first spirit mirror, the spirit enhancement mirror, the spirit mirror, the spirit mirror, the spirit control mirror, the spirit control mirror, the spirit mirror, the emperor spirit mirror and the spirit mirror.

Each grade is divided into grades one to nine.

"Okay, I won't argue with you, if you really have the ability, then surpass me in the Shanlan Sect Recruitment Competition in two months, otherwise, I will look down on you for the rest of my life." ”

Mo Yu was furious by Mo Xiaotian's words, but he forcibly suppressed his anger, and showed a weird smile at Mo Xiaotian, with a provocation in his eyes.

"You're not worthy to talk to me like that. ”

Mo Xiaotian still looked disdainful and shook his hand at Mo Yu.

After speaking, regardless of Mo Yu, who was angry, he turned around and left directly.

Mo Yu stood in place, his originally handsome face became distorted because of anger, and he hated in his heart: "Mo Xiaotian, there is only one peerless genius in this Mo family, and that is me Mo Yu, and you will disappear from this world forever." ”