Mo Xiaolun was a little surprised, and even more confused, this poor two-legged beast, is he scared stupid?

Although he didn't use his supernatural powers, the aura coercion of the Taiqing Realm was unabashedly released, and this coercion alone could make the people of the Taixuan Realm cultivators tremble, and they couldn't avoid it, let alone face it.

Saint-level cultivators, not to mention being directly crushed to death, also lost at least half of their lives, how come this human race in front of him, who was only a half-saint cultivator at most, picked up his fragile little fist and greeted him directly!

It stands to reason that the half-saint immortal cultivator should have been standing on the spot at this moment, unable to move, only waiting for death, Su Aotian acted as usual, he didn't dodge or dodge, he actually greeted him, this is something that Mo Xiao Lun couldn't think of anyway, he guessed that Su Aotian might have a strange treasure to protect himself, or he might have magical secret techniques and other means, but he couldn't imagine Su Aotian's response, it turned out to be a hard shock!

In the moment of lightning, the thoughts in Mo Xiaolun's mind had not yet been finished, and two disproportionate fists, one large and one small, had already collided together!

Time seemed to stand still, and even space seemed to stand still at this moment, and the two fists collided and stopped there, as if they had just been inadvertently rubbed, almost imperceptibly. But this stillness only lasted for a moment, and then it was broken by the sudden burst of airflow, and it was the explosion of the earth shaking the mountains, the tsunami-like spiritual flow of the mountains raged, everything in the radius of thousands of zhang turned into dust, and the terrifying spiritual flow seemed to be the spatial turbulence that leaked out after the space was broken, destroying everything around.

Su Aotian's cultivation on the surface now can only be said to be mediocre, but Mo Xiaolun is already close to the peak of the spirit world, it is definitely extraordinary, the destructive power of his casual blow will not be as simple as destroying everything within a thousand zhang radius, the reason why only this little bit of energy leaked out is just because most of the power has been consumed in the hedge of the two fists!

Demon Xiao Lun is enough to collapse mountains and mountains, and a punch that overturns the river and the sea, Su Ao was born to withstand it!

The horror of Mo Xiaolun is not limited to his cultivation in the Taiqing Realm, as an elite of the demon race who advocates strength and penance cultivation, in the Taiqing Realm, his strength is also inferior to the clansmen of the same cultivation. Of course, due to the disparity in size, he couldn't reach the level of a terrifying giant beast like Jiaolong, whose body was larger than the mountains, but compared to the King Kong giant ape and the earth storm bear, which were not so perverted in size and known for their strength, they were no longer far behind.

The spirit beasts of the spirit world, cultivated beyond the transformation, that is, the fairy realm of the human race, this level of King Kong giant ape, earth storm bear, Mo Xiaolun only use two fists, can beat them to death; When hunting power-type spirit beasts, Mo Xiaolun felt great pleasure, on the contrary, those spirit beasts that did not compete with him for strength, but used their natural supernatural powers at every turn, he was not interested.

However, when it comes to strength, who will Su Aotian be afraid of, he really can't compare to the perverted spirit beasts against the sky, a demon wants to make him retreat and submit, how is this possible, let alone Taiqing Realm, even if he is facing a demon immortal, simply competing for strength, Su Aotian is not afraid!

Confidence Su Aotian is naturally not lacking, but the source of strength cannot be said to have nothing to do with cultivation, and the more profound the cultivation, the more amazing the power can burst out. Although Su Aotian was confident that his strength would never lose to Mo Xiaolun, he was several levels worse than the other party's cultivation, and the current gap was too big, and it was really an irreparable disadvantage.

Therefore, after the consequences of the collision of the two fists erupted terrifyingly, Su Aotian's figure involuntarily flew out, and he retreated for thirty or forty zhang before stopping. And Mo Xiaolun, but the trend of rushing forward was curbed, and his body stopped on the spot, unable to continue to move forward.

On the scene, Mo Xiaolun had a crushing advantage, he didn't go all out to punch, but Su Aotian couldn't fight with all his strength, and was forced to retreat. However, in his heart, Mo Xiaolun's shock cannot be described in words. This punch, at least in the three-acre land of the Guangming Mansion, even if it is the demon clan who is also the demon king, no one can resist it, and the other clans are equivalent to the Taiqing Realm cultivators, not to mention, absolutely no one dares to directly attack its edge, and if you don't want to dodge, you can only use your divine power to resist.

And a half-saint cultivated Terran two-legged beast, but he took it hard, not only did it not disappear, but it was not even injured!

In Mo Xiaolun's mind, a thought suddenly emerged: "I heard that the power demon clan of the Northern Cave Heavenly Mansion has harvested a rookie who has risen from the lower realm in recent years, and he is thin and weak in appearance, no different from those weak human races, but his divine power is earth-shattering, and he is known as the most powerful person in the demon clan for millions of years, as long as he advances, he is invincible at the same level." It is said that this person has now cultivated to the realm of the Demon Governor, and he is similar to the two-legged beast of this human race in front of him, I don't know if these two people fight each other, how will the victory or defeat be?"

The shock in Su Aotian's heart was not under the demon Xiao Lun, this could be said to be the first time in his life that apart from Gu Yuntian, he had met someone who could compete with him in terms of strength! It was rumored in the spirit world that the demon clan respected strength, and what every demon clan was most proud of was not how high his cultivation was, but how great his own strength was. In this regard, the giant clan has grown a much taller and stronger figure, but it has to succumb to the demons, and has not been recognized by the demons, becoming one of them, so it has to stand on its own.

But Su Aotian also felt that although Mo Xiaolun did not do his best, the exertion of his own strength was indeed closely related to his own cultivation, and it was also average to be himself, the higher his cultivation, the stronger his strength. This time, Su Aotian was not hurt by the two punches, which showed that Mo Xiaolun had no way to overpower him in terms of strength, but with the support of his Demon King Xiuwei, this impact made Su Aotian difficult to resist, so Su Aotian seemed to be repulsed, but in fact, this time the two of them fought hard, and no one took advantage.

However, now he is only barely a half-saint cultivator, far from the Demon King Realm of Demon Xiao Lun, once he breaks through to the Taixuan Realm, the power he exerts will be reborn like a rebirth compared to now, at that time, even if Demon Xiao Lun does his best, he will not be able to compete with him in terms of strength!

Of course, Mo Xiaolun would not think so, if he said that the weak human race could outperform him in strength, he would definitely think that the person who said this was crazy. Of course, he knew that his strength would increase with the improvement of his cultivation, but he would not understand how big Su Aotian's increase was.

Mo Xiaolun didn't know how long he had sighed, he seemed to have an idea, he came back to his senses from this state of being in a trance because of extreme shock, looked at Su Aotian, and said a sentence: "If you can forget everything in the Twilight Garden and switch to my demon clan, I can vouch for you in front of the elders, take you out of here, and become a member of the demon clan from now on." ”

The sudden words made Su Aotian not react immediately for a while, but after being stunned for a moment, he understood that Mo Xiaolun was pitiful and wanted to recruit him.

After being stunned, he was a little confused, because the most important thing for the continuation of a race is blood ties, which is the most important basis for distinguishing his race from other races. Don't the demons care about the bloodline of their own race and allow the bloodlines of other races to be mixed in?

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, except for the fact that the people of the demon race are larger and much stronger than the human race, they are no different from the human race in all other aspects, it is not that the demon race is actually a branch separated from the human race, but now they don't want to think so!

From this, he even thought that other powerful races in the spirit world, such as the Meizu, absorbed the two people who were clearly the human race, the fierce hatred of the sky and the frost and the moon, did that mean that the Meizu or the celestial race, they were fundamentally speaking, they were all human races, although they now flatly denied it, but in fact, they all came from the same source. Maybe there are only two races in the spirit world, the spirit race and the human race!

Once this idea came out of his heart, Su Aotian felt that it was not ridiculous, but very possible, and these things naturally did not need to be verified by Mo Xiaolun now. Through this series of words and deeds, Su Aotian felt that the elite of this demon race was above board, and regardless of whether he had prejudices against the human race, at least he showed the courage to recognize people and pity talents, and he did not feel embarrassed and angry because Su Aotian took over his offensive, and felt unacceptable and other obscene and dirty performances, which also confirmed what he said at the beginning, he had no interest in weak opponents, and for powerful people, he was sympathetic.

Su Aotian couldn't help but have a good impression of him, but without the slightest hesitation, he shook his head and said, "I am very kind to you, I am very grateful that you can say this." But as a Terran, I don't feel that I am any smaller than any other race, and there are those scum who betrayed your compatriots as you men, and there are also good men who are full of blood. There are many people who have been kind to me, who have been kind to me, who have helped each other in times of need, and who have taken care of each other with all my heart, and I must also depend on them in life and death, and never abandon them. Demons may be powerful, but as a human, I am proud. ”

Mo Xiaolun felt both unexpected and reasonable, and if he was himself, he would not change his mind and make important decisions for the sake of a few words from an unknown person. But the situation at this moment is a bit special, the human race in front of him rejected his kindness, which is equivalent to cutting off his way of life, in this situation, he can still resolutely make such a decision, which makes Mo Xiaolun can't help but feel a trace of admiration, and it is a pity.

With a little regret, Mo Xiaolun said: "That's it, let it be." At least your life will not be lost in my hands, and I have a clear conscience. ”