Dongfang Mo looked at the old monster in the sky with an ugly face, and he didn't know what this person's idea was. He secretly said that it was this Returning Realm monk, who saw the yellow flame before and was so powerful that he had a covetous thought in his heart. If this is the case, then his loss will be too great, after all, even if he is a young clan of the Dongfang family, in the eyes of the person in front of him, it can be said that there is no heavy weight. In other words, it's nothing.

"Humph!"

Just as Dongfang Mo's heart was going up and down, a cold snort sounded suddenly.

When he looked up, he saw that the figure of the wanderer also appeared out of thin air, and stood in front of the old monster in the sky.

At the same time, Aunt Dao surnamed Zhou and Master Hao both appeared. However, the two of them all looked at the old monster in the sky with strange eyes, to be precise, at the cluster of yellow flames in his hand.

"It's a fire spirit!"

At this moment, even Hao Fuzi, who always looks indifferent on weekdays, can't keep his composure.

He originally thought that it was extremely rare to see the Great Han of the Tianniu Clan sacrifice a cluster of fire spirit today, but he never expected that Dongfang Mo would also successfully sacrifice a cluster of fire spirit. Moreover, the fire spirit sacrificed by Dongfang Mo can actually swallow the fire spirit sacrificed by the great man of the Tianniu clan. This kind of thing is not very common.

"No, it doesn't seem to be a fiery spirit."

But after the old monster looked at it for a while, he shook his head solemnly.

"Oh?"

Dao Gu surnamed Zhou looked at this person in surprise, and then continued: "How do you know, could it be that you saw something. ”

"It's because I didn't see anything that Poor Dao said it didn't seem to be a fire spirit. Because this thing is a dead thing, but the fire spirit is wise. ”

"This ......" Dao Gu surnamed Zhou obviously didn't believe much in the words of the old monster in the sky, because the flames in this person's palm were clearly rushing left and right, and it was definitely impossible to be a dead thing.

"Huh!"

When everyone was carefully looking at this cluster of yellow flames, and even Daogu surnamed Zhou was about to take it for a look in person, Wu Youzi on the side suddenly made a move. This person waved his sleeves, and the wide cuffs of the robe were like a black hole, in which the suction power rose sharply. At the same time, the yellow flame in the hands of the old monster in the sky disappeared and was sucked into his cuffs.

"What do you mean, no wanderer?"

The Old Monster of the Sky Vault looked up abruptly and looked at him with an unkind face.

"What do you mean? Whatever it is, I don't think it's something that a few of you want to discuss right now. The wanderer sneered.

Hearing this, the old monster of Tianqiong twitched, and then he seemed to think of something, and suddenly smiled: "Hehe, do you think that we are waiting for money, it's just a joke." Not to mention that this thing doesn't have to be a fire spirit, but even if it is, what's the use of it for us. Unless it is the cultivator himself, it is difficult to exert his power even if someone else obtains it. Besides, the grade of that cluster of yellow flames was really too low, and it was not yet in the eyes of the poor Dao. ”

"Yes, then why do you have to go into such detail? Now that the battle between those two juniors is over, let's take care of the business first. The corners of the wanderer's mouth rose.

The old monster of the sky didn't know what Wu Youzi was doing, so he only heard him snort coldly, and then stopped talking.

Seeing this, Wuyouzi glanced at this person, then turned to look at Daogu surnamed Zhou and Hao Fuzi, and said with a bright smile: "Although the result of this battle is a bit unexpected, it can be regarded as expected, and several Taoist friends should have no objection to the outcome of the battle." ”

Hearing the words "what everyone is looking forward to", the face of the old monster in the sky became more and more ugly. And the two surnamed Zhou, Daogu and Hao Fuzi, shook their heads, and had no intention of speaking.

"Then this time the Holy Son was successfully elected, and it did not disappoint the sect master, but the next process should be changed, after all, the Holy Son was directly selected in the top thirteen, and it was not like usual to compete to the end, which is rare."

"For the matter of changing the process, you must be the best at and most interested in the wanderer, so the rest will be left to you. In addition, Poor Dao reminded that although the result has been decided, it is best to think of a foolproof way to make the other twelve people have nothing to say, otherwise even if the position of this Holy Son sits down, there will be no shortage of gossip. The old monster of the sky said lightly.

And after finishing speaking, without waiting for the wanderer to speak, the figure of this person disappeared directly from the same place.

"Then I'll leave it to the Wanderer Daoist again." At this time, Daogu surnamed Zhou arched her hand and left at the same time as Hao Fuzi.

It wasn't until the figures of the three of them disappeared that Wu Youzi sneered: "Don't worry, you won't let a few people down." ”

Immediately, he withdrew his gaze and finally looked at Dongfang Mo behind him.

"Huh!"

This person's figure disappeared out of thin air, and he appeared in front of Dongfang Mo like a teleportation.

"I've seen my seniors."

Dongfang Mo hurriedly arched his hand at Wuyouzi.

"No need to be polite, take it."

With a wave of his sleeves, the cluster of yellow flames that he had put away suddenly shot towards Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo was overjoyed, and with a grasp of his five fingers, the yellow flames directly integrated into his palm, and finally entrenched under the Yuan Ying in his dantian and burned quietly.

For the Wuyouzi to help him regain the yellow flame, Dongfang Mo was naturally extremely grateful. But now he didn't have the heart to think about it. The conversation between Wu Youzi and the others just now was not isolated, so he could hear it clearly, and what the four of them were talking about about the Holy Son made him extremely shocked.

From the words of several people, he deduced that this time the Holy Son had been elected. And the chosen Son, if nothing else, seems to be himself, but he is not sure about it.

"You're doing well, very well." Wu Youzi looked at Dongfang Mo and praised him without hesitation.

"The seniors have won the prize." Dongfang Mo came back to his senses and humbly arched his hand again.

"Okay, you should have heard what you said just now, go back and prepare well, and this time you can be a holy son with peace of mind."

At this point, Wu Youzi laughed and turned to leave, not giving Dongfang Mo a chance to inquire at all.

And when he passed by the big man of the Tianniu clan who was lying on the ground and was charred and black, he frowned, and then waved his hand to roll up this person in the air, and his figure gradually disappeared.

If Dongfang Mo was just guessing just now, then now that he has listened to the words of Wuyouzi, Dongfang Mo still doesn't know that he is the Holy Son born in this competition.

"This ......"

It's just that all this made him suddenly feel unreal, even a little incredible.

However, after only a flash of thought, he immediately thought of the Phantom Root.

The sect master of the Qingling Dao Sect was able to delay the competition of the Holy Son for decades for the sake of him, who had the phantom spirit root. Now that he has entered the top thirteen, he will directly give him the position of the Holy Son, which does not seem unimaginable.

As soon as he thought of this, Dongfang Mo's heart was immediately filled with an irrepressible ecstasy.