"Look! Han Shouting is injured!"

When they saw Han Shouting covering his chest and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, everyone couldn't help but gasp, secretly guessing what level this silent strength had reached, and he actually injured Han Shouting with his bare hands.

At the same time, the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect felt a burst of pride in their hearts, thinking: "Han Shouting, aren't you here to make trouble?

Chen Yu and Wei Hong were also speechless in shock, the two of them thought that they could easily defeat Han Shouting, but considering that Shen Mo's current strength was only a three-star spirit array master, it had to be breathtaking to defeat the strong with the weak.

Chen Yu looked at Shen Mo and Han Shouting, then turned to look at Xuqing Venerable, and exclaimed: "No wonder Tongtian Venerable takes such a fancy to this Shen Mo, it turns out that he is really different from ordinary people!"

Xuqing Venerable smiled, stroked his beard lightly with two fingers of his right hand and sword, and said incomprehensibly: "According to the old man's understanding of the Heavenly Venerable, he appreciates Shen Mo not only because of Shen Mo's strength, I am afraid that there are deeper plans; Speaking of this, Xuqing Venerable paused, as if thinking about something, and only after a moment did he speak: "Chen Yu, you go and open the altar." ”

Hearing this, Chen Yu and Wei Hong were both stunned, and Chen Yu said in disbelief: "Venerable, the altar of my Mixed Yuan Sect has been closed for a hundred years, and no disciple is qualified to enter it during this period, not even me and Senior Brother Wei;

Xuqing Venerable glanced at Chen Yu and asked with a smile, "What, do you think it's impossible?"

Chen Yu nodded like pounding garlic: "By no means, only the most outstanding disciples of the previous Mixed Yuan Sect can enter the altar, and those who are all the best in temperament, can enter it; and entering the altar means that he has become the next head and heir of the Mixed Yuan Sect;

Wei Hong saluted and echoed: "Senior brother is right, although this silence has some strength, but Han Shouting was only injured and not defeated; it is too early to make a decision, even if he wins Han Shouting, whether he can enter the altar or not, he should first consult with the Heavenly Venerable." ”

Xuqing Venerable smiled: "In this way, the two of you will go to find the Heavenly Venerable, if my guess is right, the Heavenly Venerable is now at the altar." ”

The two were stunned again, first silent, and then their eyes widened.

Chen Yu said: "Venerable, do you mean to say that the Heavenly Venerable has long intended to let Shen Mo enter the altar?"

Xuqing Venerable looked at Shen Mo's back and said softly: "Since just now, the old man has felt a very familiar force in Shen Mo's body; this force is very similar to the force in the altar; I am afraid that the Heavenly Venerable has already noticed it. For us, the altar is only a spiritual symbol, and it is not practical, but the power in the altar is real, and if this silence can really discover the power in it, it can be regarded as a creation. ”

Wei Hong didn't speak, Chen Yu frowned, and said: "If that's the case, we can't let him in, if he succeeds and abandons me to join the Yuan Sect, won't we be poor and fulfill others?"

Hearing this, Xuqing Venerable sighed lightly and said earnestly: "A cultivator should be broad-minded, how can he care so much about interests? Chen Yuna, although your strength has grown, but your mind has not grown, how can the teacher rest assured that the Mixed Yuan Sect will be handed over to you?"

"Venerable, I ......" Chen Yu didn't know what to say.

Wei Hong, who was next to him, relieved the siege and said: "The Venerable is not to blame Senior Brother, Senior Brother is also for the good of our Mixed Yuan Sect; ”

Xuqing Venerable said bluntly: "Since Shen Mo has come to the Mixed Yuan Sect, he will naturally not leave in a short time, if he succeeds in obtaining the strength of the Divine Altar, his strength will catch up with the two of you, and at that time, he will become the help of our Mixed Yuan Sect." ”

Hearing this, Wei Hong suddenly realized: "Venerable, do you mean to let Shen Mo become a helper in the short term, and help us fight against the Heavenly Dao Sect together before he leaves?"

Xuqing Venerable did not answer directly, but looked at Chen Yu and taught: "Chen Yu, although you are better than Wei Hong in terms of strength, in terms of wisdom and vision, you still have to learn more from Wei Hong." ”

"Listen to His Holiness's teachings. Although Chen Yu is not broad-minded, he is a person who is good at listening to the opinions of others, and after some teachings from the Venerable Xuqing, Chen Yu felt that he had benefited a lot, so he stopped stopping and immediately went to open the altar.

On the other side, although Han Shouting was injured, he did not hurt the root, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, stood up straight, and smiled instead of being angry: "Ha Lu Haha, it's really amazing! It's just that it beats me like this? With that, he shook the Red Thunder Sword in his hand, and the thunder suddenly appeared, and the nearby cumulus clouds became thicker and thicker, and turned into a gray patch, and in between, lightning and thunder appeared frequently, as if the end had come.

Standing silently and proudly in the clouds, despite the huge momentum around him, his face did not have the slightest ripple; he looked at Han Shouting and said lightly: "Why is there a lot of nonsense? If you want to fight, you will fight!"

"Happy!" Han Shouting snorted, no longer talking nonsense, and went up with his sword, and with a wave of the Red Thunder Sword in his hand, the wind and clouds suddenly surged; and when the blade like a cold star stabbed at Shen Mo, the surrounding cumulus lightning also tilted towards Shen Mo.

In the face of this imposing sword, Shen Mo was not in a hurry, his right fist was clenched, and the black dragon flame wave was broken; the black dragon collided with the sword blade, and the momentum exploded, and the thick cumulus cloud was instantly torn into ten thousand wisps; when the golden thunder eroded towards Shen Mo's hand, Shen Mo used the fastest speed to harden his skin and fight against it.

In this competition, the two of them parted at a touch, but in the blink of an eye, they clashed together, back and forth, one touch and one point, like two streamers on the scene, making people unable to see the figures of the two of them clearly, only to see the afterimages in the sky and the powerful momentum and sparks and thunder that burst out from time to time.

Because Han Shouting knew that Shen Dao was silent, he didn't dare to be careless, and he still didn't forget to defend while attacking, so he was helpless for a while; on the other hand, Shen Mo was attacking and defending, and all his energy was turned into the most powerful attack, which also made Han Shouting tired of coping, and it was difficult to show effective killing moves.

The battle between the two of them lasted for a long time, and when the two of them separated, they were both out of breath, and obviously the spiritual energy was consumed a lot.

The disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect were originally very excited, thinking that the victory was already decided if Shen Mo injured Han Shouting, but they never thought that this Han Shouting was so tenacious, so that the disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect had to calm down, and they all looked at the two of them attentively.

Under the gaze of everyone, Han Shouting took two big breaths and said with a smile: "Although you are strong, but without the assistance of weapons, it is impossible to defeat me!"

After this confrontation, Han Shouting had already appreciated that Shen Mo's strength was above him, but because of the lack of weapons, both attack and defense were extremely limited; Han Shouting felt that in the face of Shen Mo with his bare hands, he could not win, but he would never lose.

It's a pity that when he just finished speaking, he saw Shen Mo sneering: "Do you really think I don't have a weapon?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Shen Mo's right hand stretched out, and as soon as he grabbed the void, a huge and incomparable momentum erupted from Shen Mo's body, instantly dispersing the cumulus clouds that were permeating the surroundings, and the sun shone on the entire mountain, making his horizons unprecedentedly wide. Immediately after, countless golden lights converged into Shen Mo's palm, as dazzling as the sun; a moment later, only a deafening sword sound was heard, and the golden light that gathered in Shen Mo's palm suddenly exploded, and when the golden light swept away, a sword with a whole body of red gold appeared in Shen Mo's palm, and it was Xuanyuan Sword!

Among the people present, there was only one person who knew this sword, and that was Xuqing Shangzun; the lightness on his original face was gone, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity; his eyes were fixed on the Xuanyuan Sword in Shen Mo's hand, and he muttered: "Amazing, amazing, amazing!"

Three times in a row, Wei Hong was puzzled: "Venerable, although the sword in Shen Mo's hand is imposing, I'm afraid it's not as powerful as the Red Thunder Sword, right?"

Hearing this, Xuqing Venerable was disdainful for a while: "Red Thunder Sword? The Red Thunder Sword is like scrap iron in front of it! That sword is not a human thing at all! Now the old man understands even more why the Heavenly Venerable admires him so much!"

Although the Xuqing Venerable did not understand the words, Wei Hong generally understood; although the Tongtian Venerable was not a leader in the Mixed Yuan Sect, and was even a little idle, he would only appear when the sect recruited, but he was the highest in the Mixed Yuan Sect in terms of strength and qualifications, and even the Xuqing Venerable called himself a junior in front of the Tongtian Venerable. It was expected that the Heavenly Venerable had felt the strength of the two forces in Shen Mo's body early in the morning, so he had to recruit Shen Mo no matter what.

The Xuqing Venerable is well-informed, and it is understandable that he knows the Xuanyuan Sword, while the rest of the people do not know it, and when they see the Xuanyuan Sword in Shen Mo's hand, they can't help but discuss: "What kind of sword is this? Just looking at the momentum is so powerful!"

"The Red Thunder Sword is already amazing enough, I didn't expect this silence to have such an amazing divine weapon, what is his way of coming from?"

"No matter what kind of sword it is, it can definitely be a peerless divine weapon anyway, and now that Shen Mo has a weapon, against Han Shouting, the victory rate has greatly increased!"