Chapter Thirty-Five: The Eighth Layer of the Mysterious Realm
Under the smiling gaze of the two, Mo Ting fled.
After Mo Ting left, the smiles on the faces of the two gradually subsided. Mo Yunshang said to Mo Fan: "Cousin, you should tell me what you gave Ting'er just now." ”
Mo Fan looked at his cousin in front of him, and said helplessly: "Alas, in fact, I don't know what that thing is, at the beginning, my Mo family was able to gain a foothold in Lushui Town because of the vision of heaven and earth, and since the head of the family of that generation, such a black bead has been handed down." ”
It is said that if a talented junior encounters a life and death crisis, he can take this bead and recover. Mo Fan recalled: "But after so many years, I almost forgot what I put here, and just now seeing Ting'er's life symptoms gradually weakening, I remembered that there is such a thing, which can only be used as a live horse doctor, but I didn't expect it to be really effective." ”
When Mo Yunshang heard this for the first time, he was very curious, and couldn't help asking, "Then where did the ancestor get it?"
Mo Fan shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, but it seems to be related to our Mo family's black ore vein......
Mo Ting ran back to his room with a red face, took out a piece of clothing and changed it, with a very embarrassed expression on his face.
"I didn't expect my father and Aunt Yun to come over, this time it's really embarrassing. Merting said to himself.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, as if he felt something, he turned his Wu Xuan Gong into action, and suddenly, the black Xuan Qi covered his entire body, and a powerful power spread, causing the window next to him to rattle.
"It really broke through!"
Mo Ting shouted, he just had such an idea before, trying to see if he could break through, but he also knew in his heart that it was difficult to break through, but he didn't expect that he really broke through.
Mo Ting was immersed in the joy of breaking through to the eighth layer of the First Xuan Realm, and he didn't realize that the Xuan Power that he had cultivated by Wu Xuan Gong seemed to be more profound than usual at this moment.
Feeling the strength of his breakthrough, Mo Ting also grinned a bright smile on his face.
His physical body was originally equivalent to the strength of the ninth layer of the Xuan Realm, because after taking the Blood Yang Pill again, his physical body was probably already standing at the top of the First Xuan Realm now, and now he felt that if he had such a physical body when he fought with He Yang, he was afraid that he would not even have minor injuries.
A sharp light flashed in Mo Ting's eyes, and he said secretly in his heart.
"Lei Hao, let's see!"
The day of the final has finally arrived, and the crowd has taken their positions early, looking forward to the final battle.
"Now is the most exciting time for the game, I really want to see who is better between Mo Ting and Lin Jun. ”
"Why don't you compare Lei Hao with them?" someone asked puzzled.
But immediately, he found that the people around him were looking at him with strange eyes, and he felt embarrassed.
"Lei Hao reached the eighth layer of the First Mysterious Realm four months ago, and with the support of the Lei family's strong foundation, now I am afraid that he has reached the peak of the eighth layer of the First Mysterious Realm, and he is no longer in the same level as other peers. Someone explained, and the person who asked just now was suddenly stunned.
When Mo Ting, Lei Hao, and Lin Jun arrived, they all aroused enthusiastic responses from the people around them, only the little fat man had no one to care about, and his sense of presence was too low.
The old man was still late, but today he was dressed very formally, and with his unangry and majestic expression, he revealed a trace of majesty.
And in the face of his repeated tardiness, the heads of the four major families did not react, as if everything should have been like this.
The host old man smiled, slowly walked up to the stage, and said loudly to the bottom: "Everyone, this year's Hunting Race has reached the final stage, I believe this is what everyone is looking forward to the most, and I won't waste everyone's time by talking nonsense here." ”
"The final is still decided by a draw, with the two winners competing for the title and the loser facing off to determine the third spot. So, let's get started!"
As the old man's voice fell, the surrounding atmosphere was also pushed to a climax, and in countless eager and expectant eyes, the old man called out Lei Hao's name.
The word Lei Hao was like an earth-shattering shock, completely igniting the entire venue.
In the hearts of these audiences, Lei Hao has long been the champion of this competition, and now he can see the demeanor of this first-day talent in Lushui Town, how can it not be exciting.
And in the midst of all the attention, Lei Hao's body moved, swept into the ring, and his face was indifferent, as if this kind of competition could not arouse his interest.
"Lei Hao's opponent is Le Youhua..."
The old man's voice sounded, but it made many people have question marks on their faces, they didn't know who Le Youhua was.
Only Mo Ting said to himself: "It turns out that his name is Le Youhua." ”
Under the puzzled gaze of everyone, the little fat man dragged his round body and slowly climbed into the ring, with such a posture, I don't know how much worse Lei Hao was.
"It's a difference between cloud and mud..."
This idea came to the minds of countless people at the same time.
Le Youhua didn't seem to have the slightest consciousness, and thought he was cool, so he put on a few poses on the stage, which made everyone speechless for a while.
Even Lei Hao, who was standing on the opposite side, subconsciously frowned, and said, "Give you a chance to go down by yourself, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”
Le Youhua was stunned when he heard this, and then showed Lei Hao a smile that he thought was particularly bright.
Seeing him like this, Lei Hao exhaled deeply and said, "Since you are so anxious to find death, then I will clean you up before cleaning up Na Moting." Then he stopped talking, and he didn't look at the other person, as if he didn't take the other person seriously.
When the old man saw that the two had already stood up, he stood up, his eyes stayed on the two of them slightly, raised his hands above his head, and then waved down vigorously.
"Game on!"
And at the moment when the old man's voice sounded, two powerful mysterious forces, almost at the same moment, erupted in that scene, bringing gusts of wind and whirlwind.
At this moment, both of them completely burst out their strength, and that strong sense of oppression made the audience standing a little closer feel tightness in their chests.
Especially Lei Hao, the purple thunder and lightning like mysterious power on his body continued to flow, like a thunder god descending into the world, majestic and invincible.
Looking at Lei Hao in this state, Mo Ting's eyes were full of solemnity.
"This kind of aura is really the peak of the eighth layer of the Xuan Realm..."
On the other hand, Le Youhua, the mysterious power released was extremely dazzling, like the sun's rays, and the aura that belonged to the seventh layer of the Xuan Realm exuded from his body also attracted a lot of exclamations.
"I didn't expect this little fat man to be unattractive, but his strength was so strong, I didn't know that it was cultivated by that family. ”
Le Youhua's strength was revealed, and finally everyone understood that he must have strong strength to get to where he is now, but everyone is still not very optimistic about him, because his opponent is Lei Hao, who is already at the peak of the eighth layer of the First Mysterious Realm.
Only Mo Ting felt a trace of pressure on Le Youhua, it was not the pressure of strength, but... In terms of the level of Xuanli!
"I'm afraid this fat man's level of Xuanli is not low......"