"How do you know I'm not doing my best?"

Ming Mo looked at Xuanlong and asked with a smile.

"I know you too well, and your eyes are so calm, so calm that it's abnormal, so I'm sure you definitely have reservations. ”

Xuan Long looked at Ming Mo, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly.

"As long as it doesn't get to the point of exhaustion, I will never use all my hole cards, after all, there must be something to save my life. ”

Ming Mo smiled, and there was a little admiration in her heart, she even knew this, it was definitely not simple, and she was worthy of being the daughter of Xuanxiao Tiandi. In fact, Ming Mo knew in his heart that he had already embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, and he was no longer a source cultivator, the Heavenly Tribulation was the best proof, and the strength of different cultivation systems would be very different, at this time, he had absolute confidence to fight with Luo Xinyan.

Because he has entered the realm of gods, his soul has been completely transformed, his soul is integrated with two kinds of spiritual fire, with several divine powers as the medium, with thunder source beads and water source beads as the power of transformation, at this time he has transformed into a divine soul, and Ming Mo's body has also achieved the body of an immortal, although he has never seen an immortal, but his current physique has been transformed, and the spiritual power in his body has evolved and transformed again, which is different from divine power, and has turned into a pure immortal power.

The whole person looks even more ethereal, as if there is a feeling of being on the stage and facing the wind, feathering into a flying immortal. On the second day of Mingmo's exit, the weather seemed to be exceptionally good, with a blue sky, light wind and clouds, and clear as a wash.

The sun in the sky shone with golden brilliance, and the dewdrops on the leaves, in the warm sunlight, gradually sublimated, entering the next reincarnation, everything seemed to start again.

At this time, in Ling Tian Pavilion, all the disciples of Ling Tian Pavilion gathered in the martial arts arena on the fifth floor of Ling Tian Pavilion, today, the Pavilion Master ordered them to watch a peerless battle, and let them feel what a real strong man is. Tens of thousands of disciples, standing together, if you look closely, you will find that they are standing in a unique formation, not at random.

One by one, the disciples were full of energy, fresh clothes and clean faces, standing there, looking at the high platform with a fanatical expression, because they were god-like, some legendary pavilion masters were standing there, looking at them with a smile, behind him, there were several pavilion master wives, as well as many high-level leaders of their Ling Tian Pavilion.

They frantically believe in Mingmo, because here, there is the best cultivation environment, there are many cultivation resources, and some kind, humble, and united fellow disciples, all of which were given to them by that young man, that god-like young man, and he himself is their idol, and his combat skills are enough to make all those who call themselves geniuses ashamed. And the heroic posture of their pavilion master suppressing the clone of the wind god made them yearn for it even more, and they also worshiped Ming Mo even more.

Among them, most of them were civilians, but they became disciples of Ling Tian Pavilion, everything changed, not only did they have some of the best cultivation environment and resources, even their family members could get Ling Tian Pavilion's protection, this was the condition that many people from the big family wanted to come in.

And their god-like pavilion master is not as majestic and domineering as they imagined, but extremely kind, and sometimes he is happy to actually guide their cultivation, which is absolutely impossible in other places.

And those proud sons of God also surrendered at the feet of their pavilion master, which made their hearts feel a sense of glory and pride that had never been stronger. Moreover, they really regarded Ling Tiange as their home, and their fellow disciples as brothers and sisters, worthy of their lives to guard.

Even if Mingmo let them die, their tens of thousands of disciples would not hesitate to wield their swords and cut themselves. And those female disciples, even if Ming Mo asked them to dedicate themselves, they would definitely not refuse, and they would definitely flock to them.