However, Zheng Ran is the nephew of the sect god, and he has never moved in the realm of the human race, so it is time for everyone to take a look at his ability. Otherwise, everyone would treat him as a child of a family who came in through the back door, which Zheng Ran would never allow.

Just when everyone thought that Xiao Mo must be crazy, Xiao Mo knew it. He always doubted Zheng Ran's true identity, if this kid was really the reincarnation of the Demon King, Xiao Mo wouldn't have to look for people all over the world. If you recognize the wrong person, there is nothing wrong with having a good fight and establishing your prestige.

Just waiting for two birds with one stone, how could Xiao Mo miss it?

The flames of war burned, and everyone subconsciously retreated.

Several elders were also watching the battle, they wanted to take a look, what level was the sect god's family disciple, if they lost to a small alchemist, I am afraid that there would be no way to gain a foothold on this continent in the future.

The powerful aura burst out, causing all the air around Xiao Mo to turn red in an instant. The blood-red color spread in everyone's eyes. Everyone's pupils dilated, and they couldn't believe that this powerful aura was actually condensed by a small lower-level disciple.

"This is a breakthrough in the Tianren Realm......" said the bald head on the side with wide eyes.

He couldn't help but be afraid that the words he said in front of Xiao Mo just now were tantamount to looking for death. If it weren't for the Flame Elder in charge, I'm afraid Xiao Mo would have erupted long ago. In such a realm, the entire lower-level cultivators had to look up to them one by one.

"He can actually use his strength to affect the weather, and he can also use his rich murderous aura to turn the sky red, which is simply the rhythm of becoming a god. ”

"That's it, I don't think Zheng Ran is so easy to pass, if it were me, I would have been scared to pee my pants. ”

A few elite cavalrymen were talking in the back.

Kill, kill, kill!

Zheng Ran looked at Xiao Mo calmly, but his heart had already turned over the river and the sea. He never thought that there would be such a powerful person in Tianmen Mountain. He was nothing more than a lower-rank monk. If it was a person who became a god, Zheng Ran would not be so afraid. Choosing such an opponent, he was not entirely sure that he could win.

However, leaving a cultivation genius like Xiao Mo in Tianmen Mountain would be a huge disaster. This kid has caused a lot of trouble, and he is not involved with the demon clan. This time is just an excellent opportunity, if you can eradicate the disaster for Tianmen Mountain, Zheng Ran's future life will be even smoother.

Everyone looked at Xiao Mo's tyrannical red, and they kept guessing. In the month that Xiao Mo has been missing, it is estimated that he has been killing demon beasts, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have such a crazy red color in his energy. If he hadn't slept forever, I'm afraid he would have become a god long ago.

Everyone looked at Xiao Mo with awe, feeling that this person had a bright future.

Xiao Mo wrote his name on the piece of paper and waved his hand abruptly. He passed the brush in his hand to Zheng Ran.

Zheng Ran's whole person took two steps back, which showed how powerful the strength was.

Zheng Ran also glared at Xiao Mo and signed his name on the piece of paper.

"Now that life and death have been established, you have a life and a death. Tianmen Mountain will not be responsible for everything that happens during the competition, do you know it?"

The two nodded together, agreeing with the rules.

As soon as the words fell, the fighting spirit of the two was already majestic.

It's just that Xiao Mo was one step ahead of others and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. In the twinkling of an eye. Xiao Mo appeared behind Zheng Ran again, and released a heavy punch towards Zheng Ran's back arrogantly.

Ethereal Fist. The crowd burst into laughter. This is the lowest fist technique of a nether monk, and now that it is on the table, it has made such a big battle, which really makes people laugh and lose their big teeth.

Zheng Ran didn't put the ethereal fist in his eyes. But when that powerful aura flashed past Zheng Ran, his hair was actually cut off from the middle.

A piece of green silk fell to the ground, and Zheng Ran found that a thousand-year-old boulder behind him exploded. The powerful aura shook the mountains in an instant.

"This ...... How is it possible?" Zheng Ran looked at Xiao Mo in surprise. Feel like it's all an illusion.

How could the little Ethereal Fist be so powerful? Could it be that Xiao Mo's rank had risen a few stars in a row? This was impossible, no monk could do this.

Bang......

Xiao Mo's body slowly rose in mid-air in a powerful tremor. On his body, there is a faint golden armor, and on top of the golden armor. There is also a layer of armor. Everyone gasped, and they actually saw the third layer of armor.

The ancient light on it, the rustic pattern was just a flash of inspiration, but it disappeared.

Several elders took a step back, thinking their eyes glazed. They couldn't be sure if the third layer of armor on Xiao Mo's body was the Dragon Yin Battle Armor.

If so, Xiao Mo's behavior at the bottom of the sea of the Cross Crack would be extremely suspicious.

However, according to legend in the world, the dragon chanting armor has a mouthful of blood from the divine dragon on it, and his divine power is still condensed here. If you can't get the dragon's permission, no one will be able to wear this armor on your body.

The Flame Elder just watched the battle from the sidelines, his jaw tightened. He always felt that he was not mistaken about someone, and now that the battle had begun, the Flame Elder had confirmed this idea even more.

"Zongqi Battle Armor!" Zheng Ran did not show weakness, condensed a pair of battle armor, and stood in front of everyone.

The power of Zongqi should not be underestimated, you can see ghosts and kill ghosts, and you can see people and kill people. Such a force can break through the Six Realms and sweep across the entire continent.

Xiao Mo just looked at the armor quietly and didn't speak.

He knew in his heart that Zheng Ran's battle armor had already solidified and become the substance, not the small liquid battle armor used in the early stage of training, which could not be formed.

This armor is powerful and can instantly transform into surging power, defeating opponents.

With a long sword in their hands, the two have already begun a real showdown.

Zheng Ran didn't take the punch just now, so his hair was cut off. The disciples of Tianmen Mountain cultivation take great care of their hair, and Zheng Ran will definitely not give up on such a great humiliation.

That powerful aura wrapped Xiao Mo layer by layer, making him unable to move.

Xiao Mo hooked the corners of his lips evilly, and did not put Zheng Ran in his eyes.

For a while, the golden iron horse, ten thousand ghosts howled, and everyone couldn't help but cover their ears, but they were still hurt by the scorching breath. Xiao Mo let out a low roar, and he broke the qi that Zheng Ran had just condensed.

This is really unheard of and unseen.

Two such powerful monks face off, and the trapped party can actually use their fighting spirit to break through the dilemma set by the other party, and it is self-evident how powerful that person should be.

Xiao Mo's powerful aura almost pierced Zheng Ran's battle armor, if it weren't for Zheng Ran's quick dodge, I'm afraid he would have been defeated. (To be continued.) )