"A small fourth-order source beast, actually daring to disobey this seat, is simply looking for death!"

Hearing Lei Tianqi's words, Demon Wind almost died of anger, as a source beast, he actually followed a human being, and looked down on him, which made Demon Wind unbearable, but he didn't dare to make a move, because once he made a move, he would be besieged by these source beasts, with his current state, if he was besieged, even if he didn't die, he would have to peel off his skin.

"Alright, Your Highness the Divine Son, let's get started!"

Glancing at the demon wind, Ming Mo smiled slightly, looked at Lei Mian with evil eyes, and said lightly.

"In that case, the main hall will meet your request, I hope you don't regret it!"

Lei Mian looked at Ming Mo with electric eyes and said coldly.

Smiling slightly, a little under the feet of Ming Mo, he had already appeared dozens of meters away from the thunder crown, standing opposite the thunder crown.

Everyone was focused on the two of them at this time, this was the collision of the Divine Son rank, the battle between that demonic young man and the most outstanding Divine Son of the Thunder God Temple, especially Cang Yan, he really wanted to see which of the two people was the strongest!

The two stood opposite each other, different from Ming Mo's indifferent smile, Lei Mian's expression was extremely cold, and a strong momentum gradually appeared on his body, this momentum became stronger and stronger, like a thunder that suppressed all beings, under this momentum, Lei Mian was like an overlord looking down on the common people, dominating the world and suppressing the common people.

The dark clouds in the sky were shattered by this powerful momentum, and in the sky above the thunder crown, the purple light reflected half of the sky, and above the body, purple thunder and lightning surrounded, setting off the already majestic and tall thunder crown like a thunder god.

And unlike Lei Mian, Ming Mo smiled indifferently, and the breath on his body was light and ethereal, like a wisp of breeze in the mountains, making people nowhere to be found.

There is also a momentum rising on Mingmo's body, this is a calm and ethereal momentum, with the sharpness of the sword and the ethereal wind, as if nothing can stop his progress.

The momentum of the two is by no means the same, but there is a pride that ordinary people can hardly reach, and finally, the two momentum collided together.

The thunderous and domineering momentum of the thunder crown crushed towards Mingmo like a mountain, but the momentum of Mingmo was not affected by any influence, no matter how the thunder crown collided with the coercion, and he was proud of the thunder crown.

In the collision of momentum, Lei Mian took the initiative, but Ming Mo was calm under the pressure of Lei Mian, and I have to say that no one can help anyone between the two, at least on the surface.

But Lei Mian's heart was extremely surprised, he had never seen this kind of peculiar momentum, he had done his best, naturally he did not overwhelm his momentum, Lei Mian knew that compared to the momentum, he was not worse than himself, and even a little stronger, because he had not yet made a move. And Cang Yan also knew this, and this time he was even more surprised by Ming Mo.

Just when everyone thought that the momentum of the two was about to start moving, the condensed momentum suddenly changed and became violent, and the powerful momentum contained the earth-shattering killing intent, and the clouds in the sky were shattered by this infinite murderous aura.

The murderous aura and the evil aura erupted at the same time, turning into a fierce wind and rushing towards the thunder crown, and the thunderous momentum and the earth-shattering killing momentum collided together, shocking the monstrous waves.

At this time, Lei Mian looked at the Ming Mo in front of him, and felt that the other party had suddenly changed from a harmless gentle gentleman to a tyrannical and murderous beast, and such a change made Lei Mian frightened. He felt as if he had arrived at an ancient battlefield full of wind and sand, and on the throne of endless white bones, an evil man was sitting on it, looking down at him as if his life was in his hands.