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There was a violent grinding sound of air, and a scorching smell came to my face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the twin brothers were talking, Mo Yan suddenly made a move, and if he didn't make a move, he would do it with all his strength.

"Hey, think about it!" One of the two brothers said with his head wide open.

However, a burst of white pillars of light roared, but it directly shattered the opponent's outer space defense, and the defense was like glass shattering, and black cracks rose around it.

"Look for death!" A fierce light appeared on the face of the other head, and his mouth opened and closed quickly, muttering something in a whisper.

Suddenly, Mo Yan found that the black eye-like imprint on his body rose with a burst of blood-colored brilliance. There seemed to be a mysterious and magical power that wanted to penetrate his arm and enter directly into his body.

However, Mo Yan's current body was not flesh and blood, but a pure metal creature. He is not a soul possession, but under the framework of the Skynet system, he has descended his stream of consciousness to this puppet robot.

Although the red brand of the wound was getting hotter and hotter, it didn't actually hurt him much, and the brothers' method of pressing the bottom of the box was doomed to fail.

The two brothers also seemed to sense something, and immediately screamed, "How is it possible!!" ”

They stared at Mo Yan directly, but Mo Yan responded to them with a heavy punch. The strong fist wind directly broke through the air, and the Destroyer's strong body structure was vividly reflected at this moment.

The two brothers didn't know if they had no means or didn't check for a while, but they were hit in the chest by Mo Yan with a punch, and they fell on the beach like a meteor with a bang.

The tide rises and falls, leaving a huge deep pit on the golden sand.

"The second grid, Mo Yansheng of Egret City!" The majestic voice sounded again, and the hallucinations around it began to blur and swirl.

When Mo Yan's vision returned to clarity, he found that he had come out of the illusion of the competition and stood on the white light array again.

"Congratulations, congratulations, brother's future is limitless." Those temple soul masters around him finally couldn't help but speak like Mo Yantao at this moment.

If Mo Yan had only theoretically advanced to the top ten, he was now completely sure that he had entered the top ten!

In history, every time the top ten in the world of martial arts, which one is not the strongest person who stirs up the world for a while, even if someone becomes the master of the temple in the future, they will not be surprised.

In fact, there are now quite a few hall masters in the Eight Great Temples who have been promoted in the previous sessions of the World Martial Arts.

"Hehe, a few of them have won the prize." Mo Yan responded lightly, he knew that after this competition, he would inevitably become the focus of the entire Holy City, and at that time, there would be countless people begging to come over and get close. But so what, he didn't care at all.

To him, the wine-colored wealth and power of the soul master world are similar to floating clouds. Only his own strength is the foundation of his life in the world.

Mo Yan left here with a few puppet swordsmen and was about to return to his inn.

On the way, he looked at his hands carefully, and the red imprint on his palms was still so shocking. Mo Yan frowned slightly, he didn't expect that this curse was still on this body, and it looked a little difficult.

"Maybe we'll have to change my body." Mo Yan said to himself in his heart. Curse this weird thing, who knows what other side effects he has, if he brings it to the body and accidentally infects the body or other robots, it will be a big loss.

And Mo Yanda also felt in his heart that the pair of ghost-eyed brothers were a little inexplicably weird, but he couldn't say what was weird, it just made people feel as if they had split personalities.

"Go back and ask little Lolo." Mo Yan couldn't help but speed up his pace.

As he walked down the stairs down the mountain, he heard a sea of exclamations as he passed a teahouse.

"Look, the Ninth Master has won."

"Oh my God, I really defeated a transcendent-level powerhouse, it's a genius among geniuses!"

"This is the real challenge of leapfrogging!!"

The entire teahouse was boiling, and one by one they stood up and looked up at the inside of the giant lattice in the sky. Even the passers-by stopped one by one and looked up to look at the past.

Mo Yan paused when he heard this, and he remembered, wasn't this Ninth Master the candidate for the Time and Space Temple, and was called the same person as her by Luo Luo.

And today's opponent of the Ninth Division was not another first-level devourer under his command?

Mo Yan immediately looked up at the sky, his gaze looking over there.

I saw that in the seventh grid, in the midst of ice and snow, a figure stood proudly in place. It was snowing heavily, but the man was dressed in a simple linen-colored robe, and he was dressed very simply. His long black hair was sprinkled wantonly, and his face was ordinary but there was a kind of fascination.

This person was none other than the Ninth Master of the Space-Time Temple.

As soon as Mo Yan's eyes turned, he saw the robot lying on the ground, motionless. According to the information from the Skynet system, the light representing this first-level robot has completely dimmed, which means that the robot under Mo Yan's command has completely fallen.

Through the lattice of the giant screen in the sky, Mo Yan could vaguely see that the robot under his command was scattered with bits and pieces of reddish-brown markings, which were signs of rust.

"The magic of time, it's really powerful." Mo Yan's pupils shrank. He asked himself if he faced this person, nine times out of ten, it would be difficult for him to be his opponent. After all, most of the first-level robots under Mo Yan's command are about the same strength, even if the destroyer is slightly stronger, it is also difficult to compete with the other party's strange time martial spirit.

An opponent like this, if he met in a war, Mo Yan would unceremoniously choose to fight more and fight less, and swarm him to bury him in the mechanical frenzy, but now in this one-on-one fair duel, it is a little difficult for Mo Yan's robots to win against this person.

"This person must be guarded against." Mo Yan suddenly felt that the legendary Son of Destiny would not be born in this Holy Soul Temple.

After all, the Holy Soul Hall itself is where the luck of this world lies, and it is also the culmination of the soul master's power. And this young man named Jiushi, if it is really the child of fate, then it will be difficult for Mo Yan and the banshee to do it.

"Tomorrow should be the final day, when the top ten will be invited into the temple for dinner, and the screening of the Child of Destiny should also be at that time, and the results will naturally be known at that time." Mo Yan said silently, no longer looking at the occupation of the sky, and walked down the stairs by himself, walking towards the way back by himself.

Despite the loss of a Tier 1 Devourer, Mo Yan did not have any negative emotions in his heart. At this moment, he has no fear in his heart. Not only because he has entered the finals, but more importantly, because he has mastered a secret killing weapon.

This big killing weapon is enough to drag the entire holy city to hell together.

Just when the entire holy city outside was bustling and passionate, inside the belly of the holy mountain Tongtian Mountain, a particularly clear footsteps sounded in the darkness.

A middle-aged man with a grim face walked to the bottom of the mountainside with a torch in his hand and came to the giant stone gate, where he was silent at the moment. 、

"You say, if I release this monster inside, something funny will happen." The man with a gloomy face suddenly opened his mouth and said to himself, this person is Mo Yan who is possessed by his robot.