The two of them, the Silver Thunder Clan Monk and the Moon-robed Youth, obviously didn't expect that someone would appear here one step ahead of them.

When he saw the faint smile on Dongfang Mo's face, the young man in the moon robe was the first to come back to his senses after a while.

"Hahaha......"

The man looked up to the sky and laughed, but in the laughter anyone could hear some anger. But in this anger, there seems to be a sense of happiness.

The man's left and right hands rubbed hard against the living creature on his chest, which was still beating in an arc of electricity.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, the arc burst out.

Just now, under the battle between the young man in the moon robe and the monk of the Silver Thunder Clan, this person used his tricks to take the lead and rushed out of the gate of the Spirit Hall, which made him miss out on the position of the Holy Son. But when he saw that even if the Silver Thunder Clan monk came out one step ahead of him, he also missed the position of the Holy Son, he felt a little better in his heart.

"How could it be you!"

At this time, the Silver Thunder Clan monk looked at Dongfang Mo, his eyes were full of murder, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Why can't it be me?"

Dongfang Mo looked at this person without the slightest change in his expression.

Hearing this, the Silver Thunder Clan monk was even more angry.

"Whoa......

Just when the situation on the field was quite tense, suddenly from the gate of the Spirit Hall, another person rushed out of the gray-white smoke.

When this person appeared, after taking a closer look, it was a white-haired young man from the Wood Spirit Clan.

When the white-haired young man appeared here, seeing that there were already three people here, his face was suddenly extremely annoyed, and even his body was faintly trembling.

"Boom!"

A domineering aura swept away from him, and he knew that if he followed the rules of no wanderer, then this time he and the Holy Son would be missed.

"I don't believe that with your strength, you can be the first to come out."

As he spoke, the Silver Thunder Clan monk didn't look at the other two, his eyes were fixed on Dongfang Mo, and he slowly walked towards him, and a terrifying oppression from him became stronger and stronger.

Seeing this person's domineering posture, the smile on Dongfang Mo's face slowly disappeared, replaced by a touch of coldness.

"Since you think you have that ability, why don't you compare it with me and let me verify it." Just listen to the Oriental Modao.

"I just can't ask for it."

At this time, the distance between the Silver Thunder Clan monk and Dongfang Mo was only five zhang. At the tip of the horn above his head, a purple arc of electricity began to crackle.

Dongfang Mo didn't answer this person anymore, he took a deep breath, and then his arm shook, and a cloud of black liquid poured out of his cuff. At the same time, the crazy mobilization of the demon yuan in his body was about to inject the black rain stone in his palm. He was ready to deal a blow to this man.

"You don't exist when I do, do you?"

But at this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came, shocking everyone present.

In the next moment, the figure of the Wanderer appeared out of thin air between Dongfang Mo and the Silver Thunder Clan monk. He put his hands behind his back, his back to Dongfang Mo, and his eyes looked at the Silver Thunder Clan monk without any emotion.

"Senior, I'm not convinced!"

But even in the face of the Wanderer, the Silver Thunder Clan monk showed a touch of unwillingness on his face, and said stubbornly.

"Oh? You all came out of the Spirit Hall, and if someone is one step ahead of you, you won't accept it, how can this be true? "Wu Youzi's words seem to be said to the Silver Thunder Clan monk, but it seems to be said to the other two people at the same time.

Hearing this, the Silver Thunder Clan monk was speechless for a while.

"It's not this that the seniors and juniors are not convinced, but the test of the last level of the Spirit Illusion Palace, and they can't really decide the one with the strongest strength. Although the strength of this Dongfang Daoist in front of him is not weak, but if he really wants to fight, I dare to say that he can't even enter the top three, how can he become the Holy Son of Qingling. Thinking about this trip to the Spirit Hall, most of the time he had some special means, or treasures or the like, he could be the first to come out. ”

This time, it was the young man of the Terran who was dressed in a moonlight robe.

Dongfang Mo's eyes looked at this person and became a little playful. The strength of this person can be said to have exceeded his expectations again and again. But now that there was a wanderer in front of him, he didn't have the slightest worry about the dissent of the two.

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied with the arrangement of Poor Dao this time." Wu Youzi's gaze swept over a few people, and he chuckled.

Then, without waiting for a few people to speak, he pinched his fingers and pointed sharply at the door of the Spirit Hall.

For a moment, there was a gurgling sound, and I saw the gray-white smoke inside the gate tumbling and thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Whoosh...... Whoosh ......"

After a while, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and nine figures in a row swept out of it incoherently.

When the nine-tailed fox monk and the other nine people appeared here, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they all showed angry expressions. Apparently they all understood that the nine of them had been eliminated.

"Listen to the twelve, this time the Holy Son of the Green Spirit has been decided. Your so-called dissatisfaction, or dissatisfaction, all broke me into my stomach, and my skills are not as good as others, no wonder anyone. Now I only say it once, from now on, if anyone dares to have a word of dissent in front of me, then this is what will happen to you. ”

After speaking, Wuyouzi's palm stretched out, and while scanning everyone, he turned his hand and slowly pressed down.

"Boom!"

At this moment, on the ground not far from everyone, under the violent shaking, a deep five-finger print appeared that could not be seen to the end.

A wave of air was set off, and the hunting sound of everyone's clothes was blowing, and the long hair was flying back.

At this moment, everyone had to exert their mana in order to barely stabilize their figures.

They all felt their insignificance, even if they boasted of their strength, but in front of the wanderer, they were still ants who could slap them to death.

At this point, no one, including the Silver Thunder Clan monks, dared to say another word. However, from their ugly faces, it can be seen that they are obviously unconvinced, but they are forced to say it because of the intimidation of no wanderer.

The nine people who appeared later such as the nine-tailed fox clan monk, judging from the expressions on the faces of the other four people, that the first person to come out of the Spirit Hall, that is, the person who determined the position of the Holy Son as mentioned by Wu Youzi, should be the Terran youth sitting cross-legged with a faint smile on his face.

In addition to the anger in their hearts, they are more incredible. If the Holy Son was a monk of the Silver Thunder Clan, or a white-haired young man of the Wood Spirit Clan, they would be able to accept it.

But when they thought about it, Dongfang Mo had defeated the Tianniu Clan Han who was not even an opponent of the Golden Jiao Clan monks, and they were a little relieved in their hearts.

Wu Youzi didn't know what these people were thinking, at this moment the corners of his mouth raised a trace of arc, and he seemed quite satisfied with the speechless performance of everyone, and after a moment he spoke again:

"The Holy Son has been decided, and in a month, you and others will participate in the enthronement of the Holy Son and the initiation celebration of the inner disciples, and now, all of them will be dispersed."

After saying that, Wu Youzi turned to look at Dongfang Mo and said, "Someone will come to meet you soon, and when the time comes, we will go to the Tianshu Star Domain together to prepare for the accession of the Holy Son in a month." ”

"Thank you, senior." Dongfang Mo immediately bowed.

"Hmm."

After nodding, Wu Youzi stomped on his feet, and his body turned into a streamer, quickly disappearing into the sky at a speed beyond the reach of the Infant Realm cultivator.

"Hahahaha...... Ladies and gentlemen, let's go first. ”

Until the wanderer left for a long time, Dongfang Mo stood up with a sigh, and then he rushed to the sky in the direction of the wanderer's departure, and was about to use the escape technique to leave.

Now that he has become the Holy Son of the Qingling Dao Sect, although it is very likely that the Dongfang family will have their own news channels to learn about this, he still has to report the matter as quickly as possible according to the regulations.

And in addition, he also has to deal with Sun Ranyi's affairs. At that time, he would be able to go to the Tianshu Star Domain of the Seven Star Domains of the Qingling Dao Sect with the people who answered him.

"Huh!"

But just as Dongfang Mo's figure had just rushed into the air, the Demon Clan's Silver Thunder Clan monk also rose into the sky, and this person's tall and burly body blocked in front of him.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo's eyes narrowed, and he looked at this person: "What do you mean by this, Daoyou." ”

"You still don't understand what I mean." The Silver Thunder Clan monk sneered.

"I really don't know whether to live or die, even if I have the leisure to play with you, but you just ignore what the no-wanderer predecessor just said as a deaf ear." Oriental ink road.

"Hehe, I think you're a little mistaken, what the Wuyouzi senior said is that if you dare to have objections in front of him, there will be no good end. But now I have no objection to you being the Holy Son of the Green Spirit, I just want to ask you for advice. ”

"Huh...... Whew......"

After his words fell, the man of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan of the Demon Clan below, as well as the white-haired youth of the Wood Spirit Clan, and the young man in the moon robe of the Terran Clan, appeared beside the Silver Thunder Clan monk in a flash.

"Coincidentally, I also want to ask the Qingling Holy Son for a lesson or two this time." At this time, it was the white-haired young man of the Wood Spirit Clan who spoke, and his expression was extremely cold and arrogant.

Although the nine-tailed fox clan man and the moon-robed young man did not speak, the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

Feeling the violent mana fluctuations emanating from several people, Dongfang Mo's eyes flashed with anger: "Okay, then do you want to fight on the wheel, or do you want to go together." ”

(Set yourself a small goal and get your driver's license within this month.) ）