"stop!"

A roar of thunder came from a distance, and a purple-haired old man rushed over quickly, using a spell to extinguish the flames on Yayor's body, and at the same time summoned a purple light shield to block Pud.

Mo Xunhuan's eyes narrowed. This old man was the one led by the Thunder Temple, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

"Boy, you have harmed my future god in the Thunder Temple. I will now conduct a doomsday judgment on you!"

Looking at Yayor who was burned beyond recognition, the old man was out of anger.

Pude of the Temple of War God just saved him. As two forces that cooperate and compete, the Temple of Thunder is not so kind to save people.

An old Western man wearing golden armor rushed over from behind, picked up Pude and glared at Mo Xunhuan.

Mo Xunhuan was not afraid and said loudly, "A fair fight, is it appropriate for you to disturb our death-fight like this?"

Although Yayor and Pud were not dead, they were definitely destroyed.

The old man purple-haired said gloomyly, "Boy, don't you know how to write the word "death"?

Again and again, I challenge the majesty of my Thunder Temple!”

"majesty?

It's so majestic."

Mo Xunhuan curled his lips. At the Lishan Academy, the old man with purple hair dared to make trouble.

"You..." The old man with purple hair was so angry that he couldn't speak. His long hair was dancing like countless demon snakes, and the purple lights around him crackled.

"This child is arrogant and cruel. I think he should be killed as soon as possible, so as not to become a disaster in the future!"

The murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the old man in golden armor. Mo Xunhuan killed Yayor and Pude in one blow, showing his unparalleled combat power and potential! Even the first successors of the two families were just like this.

This potential type of oriental youth is best to be strangled in the cradle! "A big disaster?

I said, you are the disaster!”

Sun Buqiu walked over with a roast chicken, his head full of white hair swaying gently. In the shocking eyes of everyone, his hunched figure gradually became taller, and his muscles all over his body were bulging like inflatable. After a moment, he actually turned into a middle-aged handsome man with a thrilling posture, and his head full of white hair added a different kind of heroic spirit to him.

"It's a big turn for a living!"

Mo Xunhuan was shocked. Unexpectedly, Sun Buqiu, who was not visible and did not leak water, was so scary.

Small stars appeared in the eyes of the female students around him. Sun Buqiu looked so in line with their aesthetic views.

He is handsome, vicissitudes, and powerful! "Sun Buqiu, you..." The two old men on the opposite side were full of coldness. They forgot that this was Mount Li Academy! The most powerful group of casual cultivators in the Qin Empire gathered here. If you want to talk about combat power, it is probably comparable to that of the ancient sects! "If our students make mistakes, we will naturally punish them. It is not your turn to show off your power here."

A fire rose into the sky. Although Dongfang Xi looked extremely festive in bright red, there was a smell of blood in the fire at this time.

On the other side, Ximen Qing turned into a gray mist and dissipated between the heaven and earth.

Then the old man Zihai was covered in cold body, and thought of a terrifying rumor. It was said that Ximen Qing was the number one assassin in the Qin Dynasty and could truly kill people invisibly! "Let's go!"

The old man purple-haired greeted him, then flew away with Yayor in his arms.

The old man in golden armor didn't dare to stay for too long and ran away.

"Thank you, the three teachers, for coming forward to rescue the situation."

Mo Xunhuan gave a serious gift. These three people really took care of Chenxi during his time at Long Island. Whenever someone came to secretly spy on the little girl, they would be driven away by the three people.

"It's just that they are unhappy," Sun Buqi waved his hand. "The Western tribes are really becoming more and more presumptuous. Do you really think our Eastern cultivation world has declined?"

"The old seniors are all idle clouds and wild cranes. They don't come out until the critical moment. They don't look like those Western 'gods' who like to sit upright in the temple and enjoy incense benefits."

Dongfang Xi sighed, "But the purpose of the two of them is really extraordinary this time. I'm afraid the event will not be small in this beast fighting competition."

Ximen Qing silently revealed his true body again. He sneered, "In our Xianyang, no matter who comes, you have to lie down. There will be strong people coming after the Thunder God Temple and the War Temple. You can fight and kill, and the sky falls and we are still holding on!"

Mo Xunhuan was moved and bowed again, "Don't worry, three seniors, I'm in need of some good whetstones now."

"Haha, with your words, why don't we worry about Mount Li not rising? It's festive. Let's go and drink!"

After Sun Buqiu patted Mo Xunhuan's shoulder, his figure returned to the appearance of an old man and left with the festive duo.

"Ah, I remembered that I have seen a young portrait of Senior Sun in my grandmother's room!"

A girl exclaimed in the distance.

"I'm dizzy. That senior grandson is at least a few hundred years old, right?"

"No wonder I'm in charge of the Sutra Library, I'm so powerful."

Listening to the unnutritious words of the girls, Mo Xunhuan shook his head and walked towards Wanjin Street.

At this time, Liuyun Colosseum was setting up a venue. Tomorrow is the day when the Beast Fighting Competition starts. The surroundings of the Colosseum are filled with gongs and drums, and many people are queuing up to buy tickets.

As a relative, Mo Xunhuan could naturally get tickets from King Wu. When he arrived at the market, he found that due to the influx of a large number of people, the prices of vegetables had risen a lot.

"I heard that a griffin sent from the Hillen Empire."

"The Great Zhou Empire also has forces to participate in the competition. It is said that it is a young Tyrannosaurus Rex!"

"Although the Roman Empire did not send holy beasts, they sent many divine beasts, probably because they wanted to make the divine beasts evolve."

"Hehe, there is nothing to watch in our Xianyang competition area yet, it's interesting now."

From princes and nobles to butchers, they were discussing tomorrow's beast-fighting competition.

After each experience on Dragon Island, major forces will hold this kind of beast fighting competition.

The young beasts fight each other, and the winner devours the loser's crystal core, and they can gain infinite potential.

This innate potential is only found in the crystal core of the cub. As the cub gradually grows, this innate power will gradually disappear.

Therefore, the participating cubs must be under five years old.

"Oh, isn't this the tofu king? Why do you want to buy tickets to the Beast Fighting Competition?

Do we want to give you a few?"

When he was returning home, he passed by the gate of Miaoyu Palace. Mo Xunhuan heard a familiar voice. He turned his head and saw that it was Li Fu and others again.

Waving the golden invitation in his hand, he left.

Li Fu and others had their faces turned pale. They originally wanted to use this golden invitation to pretend, but Mo Xunhuan pretended in advance. They were really depressed.

But they still have something else to show off.

Someone said with his neck in his arms, "What awesomeness? He can make some delicious food to please King Wu. When King Wu gets tired of eating, he will naturally become a stray dog."

"And he hasn't harvested the holy beast yet, and the road ahead will only become narrower and narrower."
Chapter completed!