The battle of life and death outside was still in full swing, and he seemed to be like he would never give up until he killed the sky and the earth. Mo Ran just watched casually, and after a figure appeared and disappeared, he turned around and left the stands.

"Yaoer, I'll come when I go." He smiled and whispered in Qin Yao's ear, and gave him a look of peace of mind. Mo Ran left the stands and turned to enter Xiaojun Tower.

The breeze blows gently, and the past heart is still quiet like a landscape painting. Mo Fan sits on the ground, his five hearts facing the sky, and meditates smoothly.

Meditation without vitality is not as light as a warrior like a strong vitality like a god like a warrior like Mo Ran. Mo Fan has the characteristics of calmness and nature.

Mo Ran walked slowly over, his eyes stopped blinding Mo Fan's body, and his divine thoughts formed a big net to measure Mo Fan's whole body.

Compared to before the final battle, Mo Ran found that Mo Fan's breath is more stable now, and even has a manifestation of unity in the human world that is about to emerge.

"It seems that Fan'er's space has begun to mature."

At this time, Mo Fan also woke up from the meditation. After opening his eyes, he suddenly showed a glimmer of excitement when he saw Mo Ran: "Father, I succeeded."

Mo Ran Huihui smiled and said happily: "I saw it."

"Come on, do your best to let Father see what level you have reached now?"

While speaking, Mo Ran gently raised his hand and signaled Mo Fan to do his best, but he waited and saw.

Mo Fan naturally knew Mo Ran’s strength. With a little thought that Mo Ran was impressed, Mo Fan did not refuse, but showed a smile full of fighting spirit and reminded: “That child is offended so much, father is careful.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Fan's body faded and suddenly disappeared in front of Mo Ran. The speed was so fast that even a strong man like Mo Ran who could compete with the two high-level emperors was moved by it.

"The space of heaven is indeed extraordinary." Mo Ran praised inwardly, his expression full of relief.

Mo Ran did not understand what the heavenly space was. These four heavens were just temporary names in what he thought. However, Mo Ran knew it in his mind that this was absolutely subtle connection with the space plane opened by the powerful Realm Master who said that his father Wushu said.

But Mo Fan's space is too small at the moment, and even if he pretends to be a few people, it is too early to call it a plane. But one thing is, Mo Ran was very curious about what kind of abilities this so-called plane has, and he is still unclean.

Therefore, Mo Fan must be allowed to perform and watch. This move not only can examine Mo Fan's current strength, but also allows Mo Ran to analyze whether he has the ability to protect Zixiao Sect in the future.

Based on the news from Luo Yutian, Mo Ran has always had an extremely unknown premonition. However, when he thought of his Poison Lord Tower, Mo Ran didn't care too much. Of course, he was about to enter the Zilu Tian Palace, and life and death have not yet passed away. Some things should be prepared early.

Mo Ran was distracted and used his skills. Mo Fan had already attacked him. Hearing the "whimpering" sound of the wind, Mo Ran knew that Mo Fan's skills had entered the country again.

The corner of his mouth bent, and Mo Ran's figure quickly disappeared. When he appeared, he was supposed to be facing Mo Fan, but he was already standing behind Mo Fan.

There is no way, teleportation skills are Mo Ran's specialty. With Mo Fan's practice, how could he be as good as a veteran who has been invading for many years?

"Xuanhuang Eight Fingers"

Mo Ran did not use all his strength. He knew that under his full strength, Mo Fan would not be able to withstand it. The fifth layer of soft power came from the tips of the two fingers of the middle and middle fingers. After a wisp of finger force was pointed out with the power of dividing the space, the finger light shot quickly at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan didn't look back, and even his body didn't move much. He just had a thought, and the man disappeared strangely.

So, the father and son started a battle of exchange.

The Xiaojun Tower was fighting outside the Xiaojun Tower, with the sound of shouting and killing rising from the waves, and the passion and fighting spirit were pouring out. However, if someone was here, he would be deeply shocked by the competition between the fathers.

When you go back and forth, both of them fully utilized their realization of the ability of the space domain. Every point of it will cause the space to fluctuate and generate energy ripples that can influence the power of the law of space. One by one, the ripples will spread out, and the surrounding space cannot be done. This is the so-called spatial confinement.

This method of imprisoning space can be used by the middle-level emperor. The reason why Mo Ran did not use the power of the domain to oppress Mo Fan was entirely because he knew that among Mo Fan's martial arts, even the oppression of the high-level emperor's domain was useless. If he wanted to defeat him, he must not find the changes in the surrounding aura.

Speaking of which, this kind of tactic is quite a scoundrel, but there is no way that Mo Ran has to do this. Only in this way can he realize Mo Fan's potential and perfect his own space to the point of impeccable. Because of this, Mo Fan was able to open and close his space through his divine thoughts at the beginning, and the more he felt more and more difficult it was. Mo Ran's aura of pointing out the country had already made the surrounding space chaotic. Mo Fan tried his best and could only use his space to avoid it. It was obviously impossible to take action.

Mo Ran was observing all the time, and seeing that Mo Fan was a little helpless, his expression tightened and reminded him: "Use your divine thoughts to perceive the changes in the breath of space..."

Mo Fan nodded, and while Mo Ran's speed slowed down, he used his unique skill to teleport again.

"Swish"

A figure in the field was like a ghost, constantly undergoing strange transformations without traces.

"As far as the Wei Wei changes are concerned, the power of space is open, confinement, and destruction. Whenever it changes, there will always be a day to reunite. The great way begins and there is no birth for it; all things are empty, and it can be impossible."

"All things are impossible..." Mo Fan remembered this sentence deeply.

Mo Fan's ability to comprehend is absolutely a monster. Every time Mo Ran mentioned a word, he could quickly understand it, and even learn from it. In a short while, Mo Fan's defeat gradually improved.

Of course, this is only after Mo Ran reduced the alkaline alkali of Kung Fu to a certain extent.

After a while of another match, Mo Ran suddenly stopped, and the vast ancient Xuanhuang Qi was brought into the purple palace. Mo Ran smiled slightly, as if he was extremely satisfied.

Mo Ran's pressure hit, Mo Fan quickly stopped, sweat beads as big as beans were hanging on, and his breath was also slightly disordered.

"The father is so powerful. The child thought that his current strength could beat the intermediate emperor. Unexpectedly, as soon as his father took action, the child would not even be able to counterattack." Mo Fan said, a little disappointed. This seemed to be the so-called greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Mo Ran smiled calmly when he heard this, shook his head and said, "Don't be too rude to yourself. In fact, with your current strength, you are already comparable to the middle-level emperor's strongest man."

"Ah? No, the child still didn't have the strength to fight back just now." Mo Fan was puzzled and said in surprise.

Mo Ran sighed and said, "You are talking about an ordinary middle-level emperor. You are the child of your father. How come you don't understand you? Your body was raised in the ancient Xuanhuang Qi since childhood. Although there is no purple palace soul, your salary is the container that stores the strongest source of the heaven and earth. All you can use to punch the qiless fist. Because your salary is the most fundamental source of this vast world.

In addition, because you are taking another unusual path of martial arts, you can not only apply all the laws of heaven and earth, but also use them to establish your own domain. Just by this, even if you have not done it in the Human Resources, you cannot be a father."

The powerful emperor borrowed the energy of space through the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, while Mo Fan opened up a space that belonged entirely to him. There are obvious differences between these two points.

After saying this, Mo Fan nodded and understood: "What the father means is that the power in the child's salary is the same as that of the father and it also inherits the father's origin, so the father can face the child's offensive calmly. Even if the father wants the child to feel that the ancient Xuanhuang Qi is possible."

"That's right." Mo Ran said: "So, if you meet a mid-level emperor like Wanning, you still have a chance to fight. At least, even if you can't win, you can run away."

"Of course, you have to remember a little." Mo Ran's face suddenly became gloomy and said, "With your current strength, you must never fight with a high-level emperor, especially the Nine Emperors. Each of them has a inherited artifact. The power of the inherited artifact is definitely not weaker than the purple flame divine sword of my father. So far, the power of the inherited artifact has not been seen with my own eyes by my father's army."

Hearing this, Mo Fan shook his head in disappointment. Although he knew that his father was thinking about him and was afraid that he would not be able to learn skills. He took action rashly not only for fear of his life, but also for many people that his father valued in the Zixiao Sect. However, Mo Fan still felt dissatisfied.

Mo Ran also saw Mo Fan's disappointed look. After several considerations, Mo Ran ordered him to say, "Let's do this, from now on, you will stay here forever. You can only come out after your father comes out of Ziluyao Palace."

"So long?" Mo Fan was stunned when he heard this.

Mo Ran frowned slightly and said, "What, you don't listen to your father's words?"

"No." Mo Fan said: "It's just that the Zilu Tiangong will arrive every 100 million years, and my father will come back in no time or month."

"You don't need to worry about this. Just follow my orders and practice your space martial arts here. In addition, if possible, try to expand your space area as much as possible. I always have an unknown premonition for my father, as if this Poison Lord Tower cannot protect us for too long.
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