"What should I do with the little one?" the middle-aged fat man asked cautiously to Mo Sang in the cave. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hehe, you useless waste doesn't even have the qualifications to lure her over, so I'd better go over in person. Mo Sang said coldly.

A loud bang led to the top of the mountain, and a barefoot man dressed in yellow and two meters tall came out of the earth, appearing above the top of the mountain 100 meters above the cave, and there was a 100-meter deep hole leading to the cave upright under his feet, and there was a large amount of brand-new stone and mud around the entrance of the deep cave.

In addition, there are still a lot of earth and rocks in the sky above Dahan that continue to rise rapidly in the direction of the high altitude, and only after reaching the limit of thrust can they scatter and fall to the ground.

Bang! Not long after a boulder weighing 10,000 catties rose into the air, it fell rapidly and smashed on the head of the big man, making a loud noise.

As a result, the boulder shattered, but the big man's head was fine, he patted the gravel and dirt on his head, and did not feel any headache.

The big man had a large nose, but small eyes, and a thumb-sized black mole under his medium-sized mouth, and in the center of the mole there were several long golden hairs that were several inches long, which rolled up to the side of the mouth and could be easily licked with his tongue.

Sure enough, the big man's tongue stretched out of his mouth and rolled the few golden hairs into his mouth, and after a few seconds, he spit it out again, making the original golden curly hair hang down with a lump of saliva.

Whew! The big man blew hard to blow the saliva stuck to those few hairs, and after doing this, the big man looked at the sun that was about to set, pinching his chin and thinking about something.

"Whoosh, Master Mo, what should we do now?" the middle-aged fat man flew up from the bottom of the mountain and asked respectfully at the two-meter-tall man.

"Smack!" Suddenly, the big man slapped the fat man's face like a winter melon, and immediately fanned him out more than a few kilometers away, and a large piece of blood flowers and a few bloody white teeth were strung out on the way, causing the fat man to scream.

After the fat man screamed, he immediately thought of something, and hurriedly begged the big man for mercy: "The little one should be damned, I'll lead the way." After speaking, he didn't dare to look back, and flew back on the way he fled before.

"Phew! Cheap goods are really cheap goods, and if you don't fight, you are ignorant. After the big man finished speaking, he flew after the middle-aged fat man, walked side by side with him, and rushed towards the place where Yan Yue had fought before.

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Outside, Shenwu Academy.

"Who dares to kill my good grandson, if I don't hand him over today, my Mo Huairen's Chrysanthemum Immortal Skill is very likely to run amok on the campus of this Shenwu Academy!" An old man with an ordinary figure and wearing women's clothes suddenly came to the height of the Shenwu Academy at a height of thousands of meters.

As soon as I came here, I said to the bottom with words that smelled of fire. The words were as loud as thunder, so that the entire Shenwu Academy could hear them.

After speaking, a yellow chrysanthemum with a diameter of 100 zhang appeared on the top of his head, and the yellow light was extremely dazzling, as if it could blind people's eyes.

Inside the Council Chamber.

"How long has it been since Senior Mo came over from the Phantom Academy tens of millions of miles away?" A group of elders in the council hall were shocked, and they all got up and opened the door and walked out of the hall.

"People say that Dean Mo is angry and the immortals are going to cry, but this sentence is not covered. When he knew that the dean of the Academy was coming, the white-eyed old man from the Phantom Academy immediately puffed up his chest and continued with confidence: "How about it? Now it doesn't make much sense for you to shelter those two murderers again!" As he spoke, he looked at the elders of the Divine Martial Academy and the two elders of the Ten Thousand Souls Academy with a little meaning.

"Brother Chen Xi is right, the dean came in person, which has already proved his attitude, don't insist anymore, otherwise Dean Mo will be very unhappy. Another white-bearded old man from the Phantom Academy added, with obvious meaning, asking the elders of the two academies to know the current affairs, and not to be embarrassed, otherwise they will bear the consequences.

The elders of the other two academies felt that it was nothing, after all, it was none of their business, they should just watch the excitement, and although the three elders of the Shenwu Academy looked a little unsightly, they had not yet reached the point of panic, after all, this was the territory of the Shenwu Academy, and they were not peerless masters without the immortal realm in their Shenwu.

The most ugly faces are none other than Elder Zhao and Elder Li of the Ten Thousand Souls Academy, they are not in their own territory now, and the dean of their own academy has lost their immortal bodies, and they are already the weakest among the five major academies, and now Mo Huairen has personally stepped out, the two of them are just cultivators in the tribulation period, where are they qualified to intercede with the super powerhouses of the immortal realm.

If people are in a good mood, they will ignore you at most, and if they are not good, they will definitely slap you to death without hesitation, without any reason.

What's more, judging from this situation, Mo Huairen is obviously very angry, like gunpowder about to be ignited, he can go berserk at any time, and he can't be provoked at all.

"Old man Zhang, blame you for dying, old friends come from thousands of miles and don't come out to greet him, give him a glass of wine. Mo Huairen's voice sounded again, and the sound waves echoed in the sky above the Divine Martial Academy.

"Hehe, Brother Mo's chrysanthemum skills are really getting more and more unfathomable. A bald old man in a Buddhist robe suddenly appeared out of thin air, instantly appearing in the opposite air hundreds of meters away from Mo Huairen, smiling and smiling, not afraid of the light shining from the huge chrysanthemum. This person was Zhang Xianwu, the dean of Shenwu Academy.

"It's not that awesome, it's just trillions of combat power, it's nothing great, why do you want to fight with me?" Mo Huairen said very politely. The tone was clearly warning him not to meddle, or he would go berserk.

"Trillions of catties of strength is indeed extraordinary, but I have also broken through a small realm in recent years, and the combat power of my old friends is not much different. The old man in Buddha clothes said without changing his face. The words pointed out that he also had the same combat power as the other party, and Mo Huairen's threat was not very deterrent to him.

"Hehe, that's right, Zhang Laowei, there has been some progress over the years, but 30,000 or 40,000 is also tens of thousands, and 89,000 is also tens of thousands, is it possible that you want to use force with me for a junior?" Mo Huairen threatened again. After speaking, he coughed lightly, and a five-hundred-meter mountain thousands of miles behind him instantly exploded into powder, leaving an uneven pit to print.

The high-ranking monks present gasped after seeing it, you must know that a five-hundred-meter-high mountain is conservatively estimated to weigh 200 billion catties, but it was crushed by Mo Huairen's cough.

"Brother Mo's aerial roar is indeed amazing and decisive. Snort!" Dean Zhang said this, but he pointed his finger at the mountains in the distance, and a small beam of light flew out, instantly piercing a six-hundred-meter-high mountain thousands of miles away, and then exploded again, also turning into powder.

Seeing this result, the high-ranking monk was even more dumbfounded and shocked. Especially the white-eyed old man and the old man with a sheep's beard from the Phantom Academy, after seeing this shocking scene, their eyes were about to fly out. They didn't expect the dean of Shenwu Academy to hang like this.

Seeing this result, several elders of the Shenwu Academy were obviously a lot more confident, just kidding, our Shenwu Academy has always been the largest of the five academies, if the dean doesn't have the ability, can he always maintain the maximum?

"Old Monster Zhang's Immortal Slaughter Finger really has connotation, but do you have to go against me today?" Mo Huairen saw that Old Monster Zhang had destroyed a mountain taller than him, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

A vast aura was faintly about to be released from his body, and in an instant, the monks of the entire academy were nervous, if the immortal-level master released his power, he didn't know how many people would die within a radius of a hundred miles.

For low-level cultivators, the masters of the Immortal Realm are already so powerful that they can't be guessed, and once this kind of character wants to take revenge on a mortal realm or an immortal cultivation sect, it will be devastating.

In a word, there are ants under the immortals, and in the face of the immortals, even if there are more monks under the half-immortals, it is not enough to see them, and it is difficult to balance the gap with the amount.

And Dean Zhang on the other side didn't say anything, and his face became serious, after all, this Mo Huairen is not easy to deal with, don't look at his yin and yang weirdness, neither male nor female, but his strength has never been below him, if he really makes a move, he has no certainty of victory.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold, and as the two peerless masters confronted each other, the air within a hundred miles froze.

Those who cultivated too low fell to the ground one after another, like a little sheep seeing a giant lion, their legs and feet spasmed, and they were unable to flee for their lives. Only monks above the age of Yuan Ying can barely fly in all directions, avoiding the pond fish.