The star seed is the ascension of the soul of the living being. Among them, it not only contains the former power of living beings, but also contains instinct. The tiger roars in the forest, and the beasts surrender, which is a kind of awe from the bones. Just as the birds of the world will look up to the divine power of King Garuda.

Mo Wuxian was taken aback, this kind of awe could not be seen by others, only the phantom beast summoner himself could perceive it. And because the phantom beast was closely connected with the life soul of the martial artist, even if Mo Wuxian had no reverence for Long Haotian, he was inexplicably infected at this time.

In the duel of masters, the slightest difference will be a thousand miles, especially when the strength is evenly matched, and it is often the psychology and will that determine the outcome of the battle to the end.

"Hehe, are you scared!" A smile appeared at the corner of Long Haotian's mouth, "The power of the king, how can you look up to a native chicken and tile dog!"

However, to his surprise, this Mo Wuxian is really a ruthless character that should not be underestimated. Even though the awe had already infected his heart a little, he still forcibly contained it with superhuman willpower. And, he took the lead in the attack.

Just look at the void, the purple dazzling tyrannosaurus sparrow, its wings spread rapidly, roaring towards the king of Garuda, while he himself continued to slam Long Haotian with a "thousand cracks".

The martial artists of the Flame Heaven Realm, the combination of the phantom beast and themselves is more perfect, and the distractions that the martial artists need also have an incomparable advantage compared to the martial artists of the Star Refining Realm.

However, Mo Wuxian didn't expect that Long Haotian had willpower that ordinary people could not match, as well as soul power that had already reached the peak of the fortieth order. Dual-mindedness is not a problem for him.

Look at the holy feather King Garuda again, calmly spreading his wings. In an instant, two huge vortices were born under the wings. Dapeng swayed upward, and 90,000 miles were regarded as idle, not to mention that the king of Garuda was the royal family of Dapeng!

It was just this calm fan, and the several thunderbolts that the tyrannosaurus finch attacked and killed were like mud cows entering the sea in an instant, dissipating into nothingness. And the audience in the area under the wings of King Garuda felt that the air near them was instantly pumped into a vacuum, if it weren't for the fact that they all had cultivation, I was afraid that the blood vessels would burst at this moment.

"Run!"

I don't know who wailed, and the audience suddenly became a mess. The crowd rushed to the back of the row, fearing that the bird would spread its wings again and its heart would burst through their chests.

"What a terrifying might!"

On the rostrum, a group of personal disciples had solemn faces. Even Luo Jiutian lost his chic and uninhibited expression at this moment. The misty sleepy eyes shot out two rays of essence at this moment, staring directly at the somewhat unfamiliar divine bird in the void.

Ji Wuchen also showed a look of surprise at this moment. Although Donglai Pavilion had explored Long Haotian's details in sufficient detail, Wuchen Gongzi found that he still underestimated Long Haotian. In particular, there is very little information about his star species.

In fact, it's no wonder that Donglai Pavilion, after all, when he was in Dragon Bird City, Long Haotian really summoned King Garuda only a few times.

The first time was a duel with the father and son of the Chi family, and the second time was against the green phosphorus demon butterfly of Qingyun Pine in the imperial forest. There are not many people in the know, so Donglai Pavilion has nowhere to inquire.

What they knew was that Long Haotian didn't seem to look down on the Fire Dragon Sparrow King Star Seed of the Holy Star Tower, and it was suspected that what he was smelting must be a high-level Star Seed, but there was no accurate information about what it was.

"Miss Xinyue, what kind of star species is this Brother Dragon, why is it so terrifying?"

He didn't elaborate on that with me. All I know is that this star seed was originally contained in a piece of jade. And this piece of jade is the heirloom of the Long family. However, perhaps the Thousand Flames Monarchy is a small remote place, so until now, Haotian doesn't seem to know what kind of bird this is. ”

In fact, Long Haotian has now mentioned a lot of his past to Lan Xinyue. Basically, except for Lan Ying, everything that can be said has been said.

And Long Haotian also knew that sooner or later, his star seed would be exposed. Then it is natural to unify the voice with Lan Xinyue. The above set of statements is the result of the agreement between the two. And when the girl said this, her tone was very calm, so Ji Wuchen didn't see the slightest flaw.

At this moment, on the decisive platform, Long Haotian and Mo Wuxian fought fiercely in one place again.

Although just now, Long Haotian was slightly inferior to Mo Wuxian in terms of fist speed. But now, Mo Wuxian needs to be distracted for two purposes, although he needs to be less distracted when he reaches the Flame Heaven Realm, but the problem is that dealing with Long Haotian already requires full attention, how can he tolerate this slight difference?

At the same time, the collision in the void continued. Although, King Garuda does not have the strength to defeat the tyrannosaurus sparrow at the moment. However, relying on its own might, it still skillfully contained its opponent and calmly maneuvered with it, without falling behind at all.

As a result, Mo Wuxian finally felt a little powerless, and the balance of victory and defeat gradually tilted towards Long Haotian.

"Boom, boom!"

In a flash, there were thousands of terrifying fists on the decisive stage. Mo Wuxi's body gradually retreated towards the edge of the decisive battle platform. Finally, the six-eyed boy seemed to be standing on the edge of the cliff, and half a step would be gone.

Since that year, he was defeated by Ji Wuchen by only half a move, and Mo Wuxian has never tasted defeat again. But it is precisely because of this that the failure of the year seems to have become a lingering shadow for him, tormenting his heart all the time. Now, he is so close to failure, and Mo Wuji's psychological defense line is finally on the verge of collapse.

"No! no!" Mo Wuxian gritted his teeth, "How can I lose here!"

On the rostrum, Lei Zhenyue's eyes flashed with anger. Luo Jiutian squinted and saw that there was already a pair of meteor hammers in the hands of the fourth senior brother.

"Heh, Fourth Senior Brother," Luo Jiutian smiled and shook the wine jug in his hand, "Do you want to take a sip?"

"Luo Jiutian, you'd better leave this matter alone!" Lei Zhenyue narrowed his eyes, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly.

"I can leave it alone, but what if you want to break the rules of the decisive battle?"

"Broken rules, broken rules?" Lei Zhenyue said coldly.

"Heh, okay, when I didn't say it!" Luo Jiutian smiled, pinned the wine jug back to his waist, put his hands behind his head, and leaned back on the seat leisurely, but his eyes were no longer confused.

"Mo Wuxian, you lost!"

Long Haotian shouted angrily, and suddenly, Mo Wuxian's defense was shattered by him. Looking at Long Haotian again, the fist wind was aimed at Mo Wuji's cheek. People can vaguely see the four words "澹台富印" on the knuckles of the fist gloves. Although these words have been worn out a little after a fierce battle, it is not a problem to imprint marks on people's faces.

In people's minds, they couldn't help but think of Long Haotian's impassioned words before the decisive battle, and their hearts suddenly looked forward to it.

"Print! Print! Let this plague god never see anyone again!"

Yu Taifeng's heart was in his throat, and he probably wouldn't have dreamed that just because of his own arrogance, there would be such a terrible chain reaction. If Mo Wuji's face was really printed with his name, then how could he still live!

"Long Haotian, you dare!" Mo Wuxian was really scared, and his eyes were twice as wide as usual.

"Don't you dare, I, Long Haotian, will do what I say!"

After that, the whistling fist wind slammed away against Mo Wuxi's cheek.

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