"In your opinion, there are six people left, including me, who will eventually be promoted to become a master of protecting 'flowers'.

Jun Mo asked a question that had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

"According to my analysis, the eight people who received the promotion task this time, except for the two who were eliminated, there are only six people left, and you are the only one. Xue'er said indifferently.

"It's only sixty-eight percent." Jun Mo was stunned.

"Sixty-eight percent, close to seventy percent, that's a terrifying success rate."

Xue'er said: "This time, apart from you, among the other five people, it is that Ran Debiao, who has the highest chance of becoming a 'flower' protector in this promotion assessment, reaching 13 percent, and the others are not even 10 percent.

"One percent, seven percent, it's really scary." Jun Mo was silent.

"Uh.Jun Mo.Congratulations.The bitter battle of expectation is coming.Carefully protect the holy 'girl'.Don't be careless about Jingzhou.' The boat capsized in the gutter."

Cher suddenly smiled and dropped a sentence, closed her eyes and fell silent.

"The bitter battle of expectations."

Jun Mo was slightly stunned, thinking about Xue'er's words, withdrawing the Kingdom of God, and releasing the West Gate' Feifeng, Nangong Zhanlong and others.

"Jun Mo, you...... You really did it."

The West 'Gate' Feifeng trembled, looking at Jun Mo in disbelief.

"What, brother, it's you......"

Nangong Zhanlong and the others, who were originally surprised, were shocked when they heard this, and looked at Jun Mo, full of incredulity.

Just now, everyone only heard Jun Mo's roar, and then they were hidden by the diffuse soul power, and they were silently isolated in the 'lost' realm of the war soul shrouded by the kingdom of God, and they didn't know what was going on.

Now it appeared, only a few dozen breaths of time, ten teams of people, ten millions of years ago, the Holy Son and the Holy 'Woman', nearly two thousand followers, hundreds of median gods, and disappeared silently.

This is what Jun Mo did.

Even a superior god, it is impossible to be so silent, unnoticed.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Jun Mo smiled faintly: "Do you remember the days before you entered the inheritance space, everyone worked hard to help me collect those powerful battle spirits?"

"Ah, it's those war spirits."

"That's amazing."

"It's terrifying."

"Brother Jun, you are so much to my admiration, you are simply my idol."

......

Nangong Zhanlong, Murong Goying and the others were shocked at the same time, and they all suddenly realized.

"Alright, it's time to divide up the spoils and improve your strength."

Jun Mo smiled faintly, waved his hand, and was about to take out a pile of seized loot.

Swish.

A terrifying aura of terror stabbed like lightning from the depths of the heavenly vault.

"The Superior God."

Jun Mo's eyes froze, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

In this instant, he understood Cher's previous words.

The bitter battle of expectations.

In the inheritance space, there was a superior god, who was rushing towards him, and the qi machine had locked him in the distance.

"The superior god, my god, how is it possible, I have only entered the inheritance space for ten days, and there is a holy son, who has become a superior god."

Nangong Zhan Long's eyes were shocked and roared.

"Impossible, how could there be such a powerful figure among the Holy Sons and Holy 'Women' who entered the inheritance space this time, and broke through all the way from the peak of the lower god to become a superior god in ten days."

"Yes, the Supreme God, this is the ultimate power to compete for the inheritance of the Holy Lord, how could it have appeared so early."

"At least half a year earlier, he's so powerful, now he can pinch us to death like a little chicken."

......

Murong Goying, Leng Zhanfei and Kill Potian were all stunned.

The superior god is too powerful.

Relative to the median god, the upper god is simply an adult in the eyes of a baby, and a flying immortal in the eyes of a martial arts master.

This is the essential difference, irresistible, invincible.

The advent of the superior god and the powerful aura are enough to make Nangong Zhanlong and the others not even have the heart to resist.

"Don't worry."

Just when Jun Mo was shocked, Nangong Zhanlong and the others looked shocked and at a loss, the holy 'girl' suddenly spoke.

"The person who came was the first son of my Xi'men family, Xi'men Dugu, my descendant ancestor, my own people."

"What, the first son of the Ximen family, the ancestor of his own family."

Everyone was so shocked by what the Holy Woman said that they couldn't react to.

"My own people."

Jun Mo, who was trying his best to resist the lock of the West 'Gate' Dugu Qi Machine, was also slightly stunned, and sensitively found that the West 'Gate' Feifeng's eyes were deep.

"Ah, Ximen' Dugu, it's him, I remember."

Nangong Zhanlong suddenly exclaimed: "He became famous one million years ago, he was the strongest among the first Holy Son and Holy 'Daughter' of the Holy School Hall after the last Holy Lord ascended the throne.

"Ah, the inheritance space is only accessible to the lower gods, but it only took him ten days to break through from the lower gods to the upper gods."

"This ...... Ten days, that's a lot of power, and it takes a lot of accumulation."

"Sure enough, it's a lonely saint."

......

Murong Goshawk was speechless.

"Dugu Old Ancestor is the leader of all the Holy Sons and Holy 'Women' of our Western Gate family who have entered the inheritance space this time, and is also recognized by everyone as one of the most powerful contenders for the Holy Lord Inheritance Mark this time."

The Holy Lady exhaled softly, and said calmly, "Although I don't know why, he found us, but please calm down, leave a good impression on the Ancestor, and strive for every opportunity as much as possible."

"Okay."

"Rest assured."

Nangong Zhanlong and the others nodded one after another, and even Jun Mo bowed slightly, indicating that he understood.

However, Jun Mo was sneering in his heart.

The holy 'girl' didn't know why the other party found out about her group, but Jun Mo understood it very well.

Although he came alone, Jun Mo could clearly perceive that the one who came was not good, and the one who was good did not come.

This kind of person, no matter what the purpose is, appears here, in Jun Mo's opinion, even if the other party is the ancestor of the holy 'daughter', as long as he is not willing to assist the holy 'daughter', then it is Jun Mo's ability to complete the task, it is the biggest stumbling block to the saint's daughter'.

What's more, a person who can suppress his strength over the lower god for nearly 1.8 million years, this Western Gate is Dugu, and how can he be a mortal who can be willing to live under people.

Naturally, it is impossible to assist the holy 'woman' to ascend to the throne.

Therefore, the West 'Gate' Dugu came here only to subdue Jun Mo and his party, to use it for him, and to become his help.

Moreover, the West Gate Dugu is the leader of many holy sons and saints of the West Gate family, and is the ancestor of the West Gate Feifeng.

Maybe even if the West 'Gate' Feifeng is unwilling, but in front of her relatives and ancestors, in front of absolute strength, what can she do.

Therefore, the West Gate Feifeng can only say something calmly but helplessly, let everyone calm down, leave a good impression on the West Gate Dugu, and strive for all opportunities as much as possible.

As for what opportunities to strive for, it's all up to the individual.

"Senior sister, if you want to be on the throne, you can't agree to go with him later."

Jun Mo calmly sounded to the west 'gate' Feifeng.

"You have a way."

The depths of the West 'Gate' Feifeng's eyes flashed with a 'fine' light that only Jun Mo could understand.

It's a powerful belief that is not willing to be subordinate.

"There's no way yet, but, you have to trust me."

Jun Mo's voice is categorical, conveying an incomparably strong self-confidence.

"I believe in you." The firm voice of the Holy Woman came.

"Okay, no matter what he asks later, you can agree for the time being.

Jun Mo nodded, and said: "The inheritance space is full of adventures, we can only maximize our strength and participate in the final battle for the inheritance imprint."

"Once we walk with him, we will definitely be bound by him in every way, even if he is thoughtful, all-encompassing, not to take care of us, but you can imagine, such a powerful first-generation veteran saint son, the most powerful contender for the Holy Lord inheritance mark, how many followers he has behind him, I am afraid it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a strong man, how many can fall on our heads in the end."" In this way, our strength will be greatly limited, and even if we can enter the Inheritance Temple with him, I think that the Inheritance Seal will be completely lost with us."

"Okay, I know how to do it."

West 'Gate' Feifeng nodded, and his heart was as clear as a mirror.

Jun Mo has analyzed the power very thoroughly.Alone.Looking for opportunities.Adventures.I still have the opportunity to participate in the final competition;Once I go together.Then there is nothing.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Jun Mo's incomparably firm self-confidence and endless powerful means have become a strong pillar of confidence for Feifeng in the West 'Gate'.

With this confidence and pillar, Xi'men Feifeng also completely understands what he is looking for and what he wants.

"Hmph."

It was at this time that a cold snort, like a muffled thunder, exploded in the ears of the Chinese people.

With a cold hum, a monstrous coercion, like a galaxy turning upside down, the stars falling, crashing from the sky, will hit everyone heavily.

"Sure enough, the good ones don't come, and the comers are not good.

Jun Mo's eyes froze, his heart became more and more vigilant, the power of the world was silent, enveloping the audience, and any change could immediately make a thunderous reaction.