On the periphery of the Mo family's noble platform, the deacons of the Mo family's god-level and above cultivators are all gathered in this position.

The existence of the god level, looking at the entire Jiangcheng, is a respected powerhouse, so the camp of the Mo family is also very concerned.

Today's clan comparison does not involve this camp, so most of the people in this camp are watching the competition of core disciples with a relaxed mentality today.

Just like the students of junior high school in different time and space watch the elementary school sports meeting, the high-level monks watch the low-level monks fight, which is indeed very boring.

The only interesting thing may be that if there is an occasional bright spot or shortcoming, everyone will point fingers and give some judgment in a superior tone. In this way, you can show the depth of your cultivation, so as to win the respect of the people around you.

Like the uniform dress of all core disciples, during the clan competition, the deacon's dress was a blue robe, and the archdeacon's dress was a cyan robe.

Levels are everywhere, this is the world of Fu Xiu!

But in the deacon's camp, there were a few people who did not wear blue vestments, but purple vestments.

A few purple figures suddenly appeared in a blue camp, which was indeed very eye-catching, just like several purple sails appeared in the blue ocean, but the picture was vivid because of this.

In fact, in the deacon's camp, these deacons wearing purple robes are indeed unusual, which can be felt from their reserved attitude and the powerful aura emanating from their bodies.

The other deacons sitting around them, when pointing at the talisman platform, would always glance at them a few times, intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to be particularly concerned about their attitude.

Every time a smile appeared on the face of one of them, the person who pointed below would be overjoyed, as if he had been particularly encouraged, and even more so when he pointed out.

And every time one of them frowned slightly, the brother who pointed out would gradually shut up, and then fall completely silent, as if he had not spoken at all.

"Cousin Mo Qing, I really don't understand why Elder Hong wants to choose one of the core disciples. At this glance, except for the disciple named Mo Zhe on the No. 11 platform just now, whose cultivation was barely okay, the rest were obviously not good!"

A purple-robed deacon suddenly spoke, and the person he spoke to was Mo Qing in the middle.

That's right, these deacons in purple robes are all under Elder Hong, they belong to the outer deacons, and they have a transcendent status in the family. And their cultivation is also the top existence among all the deacons, second only to the five major deacons of the family.

Even among them, the cultivation of some of them and the five major deacons was between the best of the best, just like Mo Qing's cultivation had reached the ninth level of the rune realm, which was only one step away from the Yuan Li realm.

The blue camp suddenly quieted down, and everyone wanted to hear how Mo Qing would answer this question.

Mo Qing is in her 20s, with a slender and beautiful figure, a melon seed face, and a very beautiful life, especially a pair of eyes as deep as distant mountains, but as clear as a mountain spring, and her temperament is extremely high.

Mo Qing frowned slightly, and said lightly: "The competition is just the beginning, and I can't see it yet, only when fighting for life and death, can we see the level of potential." ”

Mo Qing's answer was just right, Mo Duan, who had just asked, smiled and said, "Cousin Mo Qing has a point, let's keep looking! Anyway, since Elder Hong has spoken, it will naturally count, let's all take the child once!"

The corners of Mo Qing's mouth curled slightly, and she didn't say a word.

And Mo Hua, the purple-robed man on the other side of Mo Qing, said: "Cousin Qing, in my opinion, today's clan comparison, Mo Zhe will undoubtedly win the championship! This kid is only one line away from the god of transformation, with his age, it is really rare." The rest of the disciples are inferior to him. ”

Mo Qing smiled lightly, as beautiful as a blooming lily, and all the male deacons around him looked at it with straight eyes.

And at this moment, a loud tickling sound sounded below.

"What's going on?" someone asked......

Then everyone looked at the main fighting talisman platform, and saw a young man standing on the platform with a depressed and innocent face, followed by the deacon who drew lots and announced: "Mo Yan signed No. 9, bye ......"

"Huh, it's a bye again, how can it be a back-to-back bye?"

"The winner of the No. 6 platform just now was injured and abstained, one less person, and it became an odd number again, this kid is really lucky!"

"Hey, I remember, isn't this kid the kid of the Mo Ding family......?

A lot of discussions came into his ears from the surroundings, and Mo Duan, who had just spoken, stepped forward to talk to Mo Qing again, and said: "You kid is really lucky, two byes, no comparison, and he will directly enter the top ten! ”

Mo Qing frowned slightly, she didn't like this Mo Duan like kraft candy very much.

Her surname is weak, and she didn't want to come to watch the core disciple clan comparison today, but she made an exception today to avoid entanglement.

But she didn't expect that Mo Duan's kraft candy kung fu was indeed not covered, as soon as Mo Qingren sat down, he also arrived, and Mo Qing was a little helpless about such a situation.

For a ninth-level powerhouse who is only one step away from the Yuan Force Realm, it is indeed boring to watch the fighting methods of monks below the god level, and the fundamental reason why Mo Qing has been watching it seriously is that she doesn't want to speak.

His eyes inadvertently swept over the main fighting talisman platform, and the lucky boy was walking off the stage a little depressed, looking mediocre and ordinary, and his cultivation was between the fourth and fifth levels.

"It's really lucky, such a cultivation...... Huh?"

Mo Qing's face suddenly changed slightly, she sat up straight, her eyes stared at Mo Yan in a daze, she was about to see more clearly, Mo Yan had stepped down, he went to the crowd and sat down, like a grain of fine sand in the sea of sand, there was no trace.

"What's wrong?" Mo Duan was surprised by the change in Mo Qing's expression.

"No, no...... What!" Mo Qing said vaguely, but his eyes kept wandering over the place where Mo Yan was sitting, and he didn't move away for a long time.

Mo Duan's face was suspicious, and he followed Mo Qing's eyes, but he couldn't find anything abnormal.

"After all, today is not in vain, today's race competition is a little interesting. Mo Qing secretly said in her heart, she was interested, she specialized in refining the method of looking at qi.

It is impossible for a monk below the Yuan Force Realm to hide his cultivation in front of her.

However, an inconspicuous core disciple within the family almost hid her eyes, which couldn't help but surprise her.

"When did there be such a prominent disciple within the family?" Mo Qing's curiosity was aroused, and he began to watch the next battle with all his attention.

Among all these core disciples, who is qualified to fight alongside them?

Mo Qing's eyes swept in the direction where Mo Yan was hidden, but there was no answer in his heart......