Rebirth Of The Most Peerless Venerable

Chapter 318 Heaven's Beloved

The Patriarch Xueyun was directly kicked out of the Golden Light Barrier by Mo Junlan, and fell to the ground below the Martial Venerable's Terrace in embarrassment, his face was as pale as paper, and the wound on his chest was bleeding profusely. Things are devouring his strength, and at the same time, his cultivation is gradually declining.

Everyone was frightened when they saw the miserable condition of the blood cloud patriarch.

Patriarch Xueyun lay half dead on the ground, but at this moment, his heart was full of panic.

"That is Patriarch Xueyun, how could he be defeated so quickly?"

"It's unbelievable, that's a high-level powerhouse in the Supreme Realm..."

"That's right, Patriarch Xueyun was defeated by someone with one move, isn't this really a joke?"

"How could this be a joke? Don't forget that they are fighting the supreme battle, and they are still in full view..."

"This statement is reasonable, and who is Patriarch Xueyun? Don't you guys still know? How could he deliberately lose to the other party..."

"Maybe Patriarch Xueyun is afraid of the power of the Sanctuary?"

"Even using the Blood-Transforming Palm, how could Patriarch Xueyun have the power to fear the Sanctuary? Do you really not understand how powerful the Blood-Transforming Palm is?"

"But why doesn't the blood-transforming palm look powerful at all? Didn't it cause any damage to the opponent just now?"

"Yeah, he doesn't look like he's hurt at all..."

"No, I think it's because the opponent is too strong, so it can directly resist the attack of the blood palm."

"I think the problem should be the flames on him..."

"Anyway, the members of the Sanctuary Emperor's family can't afford to offend..."

"..."

Because Mo Junlan's performance was too outstanding, many people were talking about it, and there was a trace of fear in their expressions.

"My Lanlan is so powerful." Feng Jinghua said proudly.

"As expected of the boss, the number one supreme in the world." Dong Tianzhen flattered Feng Jinghua again.

"Why are you still here?" Feng Jinghua gave Dong Tianzhen a displeased look.

Dong Tianzhen, "..."

Why can't he be here?

"Those who covet Lanlan deserve to die." Feng Jinghua snorted coldly.

Dong Tianzhen didn't know why, but suddenly felt a little guilty. It seemed that he...molested Mo Junlan before.

Although he seemed to be under some hallucinogenic spell at the time.

If Feng Jinghua found out, maybe he would be castrated directly.

Thinking of this, Dong Tianzhen subconsciously moved a few steps, and now he is a little further away from Feng Jinghua.

Di Xuanji turned his cold eyes, and suddenly flew up, and then landed in front of Patriarch Xueyun.

Everyone's eyes also turned to Di Xuanji one after another, and now they all have a guess in their hearts.

Patriarch Xueyun looked at Di Xuanji in horror, and wanted to get up in embarrassment, but was kicked down by Di Xuanji again.

"Your life cannot be spared!" Di Xuanji said coldly.

Everyone, "..."

Their guess was indeed correct, this guy came here purposely to kill Patriarch Xueyun.

Patriarch Xueyun's complexion suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but angrily said, "Do you dare to touch this old man?"

"Lan'er is right, you are an idiot." Di Xuanji frowned, obviously looking very disgusted, and didn't give the ancestor Xueyun a chance to say a word, so he directly hit him with spiritual power. The blood cloud patriarch's head exploded.

The blood mixed with the brain immediately spilled all over the ground, and the scene looked very bloody and terrifying.

The people standing around also turned pale.

Di Xuanji said quite calmly, "Actually, I am not a person who likes to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but if anyone dares to bully my son, then I will directly destroy their entire clan, and I will definitely kill them all."

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of many people couldn't help but change.

But after Di Xuanji finished speaking, he floated back to Feng Jinghua's side again, still with an expressionless and indifferent look.

"Why did you go out to show off?" Di Wuji couldn't help turning his head to look at Di Xuanji.

"Lan'er is responsible for intimidating them on the stage of Martial Lord, and I can also intimidate them off the stage of Martial Lord, otherwise those people will really think that we are easy to bully." Di Xuanji said lightly.

"That's right, that's right, let those people take a look at Lanlan's backer." Feng Jinghua nodded.

"After today, our Di family may become what others call a bully." Di Wuji said with a complex expression.

"I like being a bully." Feng Jinghua said quite satisfied, "If everyone is afraid of us, then no one will dare to covet Lanlan anymore."

"Is there nothing else in your eyes besides your little nephew?" Di Wuji couldn't help but be a little speechless.

"Yes!" Feng Jinghua nodded and said, "I have Emperor Xuanji in my eyes and in my heart, but he is still not as important as my Lanlan."

Di Xuanji, "..."

What's up with the snacks?

Di Wuji immediately gave Di Xuanji a sympathetic look.

At the same time, a new battle started on Wu Zunzhi's platform.

According to the rules of the supreme battle, the winner cannot leave the platform of Wu Zun temporarily, so he can only stay where he is. Only the defeated, or those who voluntarily admit defeat, can leave the platform of Wu Zun in advance.

Mo Junlan didn't have a part in the second supreme battle, so he felt a little bored.

Mo Junlan suddenly took out a long sword from the space, and then controlled the long sword to make it float in mid-air.

Looking up at the long sword floating in mid-air, Mo Junlan suddenly floated up, and then sat on the sword, looking quite relaxed.

Everyone, "..."

It looks really relaxed and leisurely, this is the battle of the supreme, he actually put on a look of not caring at all?

Who is this trying to provoke?

The duel between the strong and the strong has always been difficult to tell the winner. Sometimes a duel will last for several days.

Mo Junlan glanced at the battle ahead and felt more and more bored.

Just when Mo Junlan wanted to contact Ling Xiao, he saw a figure flying towards him.

"Little friend, do you also feel bored?" The person who talked to Mo Junlan was named Zhong Wuqing, and he looked about 30 years old. Compared with all the old men, he was as special as Mo Junlan. protrude.

Mo Junlan glanced at Zhong Wuqing lightly, opened his lips and said, "So what if you're bored? Anyway, you can't leave early."

Zhong Wuqing raised his hand and touched his nose, but his eyes fell on the long sword under Mo Junlan's buttocks, and asked with a smile, "Little friend, do you mind if I sit by your side?"

"Never mind!" Mo Junlan replied without hesitation.

"Isn't there still a seat next to you? Can you let me sit down?" Zhong Wuqing blinked at Mo Junlan.

"No!" Mo Junlan said coldly, "I despise you."

Zhong Wuqing heard the words, and couldn't help asking with some doubts, "I shouldn't have offended you, right? Why do you despise me?"

"You haven't showered for a few days?" Mo Junlan looked at Zhong Wuqing with disgust.

Zhong Wuqing thought for a while, and then replied, "It's only three days!"

"Then get away with me." Mo Junlan said indifferently.

Zhong Wuqing, "..."

"This deity is obsessed with cleanliness." Mo Junlan snorted coldly.

Zhong Wuqing felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't really leave. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "My surname is Zhong, and my name is Wuqing. I don't know who is my little friend's name?"

Of course he knew Mo Junlan's name, but he just wanted to find an excuse to talk.

"I'm not interested in telling you." Mo Junlan folded his arms around his chest, his expression was indifferent, his white clothes fluttered in the wind, his demeanor was still as usual, as if he was otherworldly.

Zhong Wuqing sighed, "If you were an old man, I wouldn't want to talk to you, but you are not an old man, and I feel very bored now, who else can chat with me here besides you?"

Mo Junlan pretended not to hear Zhong Wuqing's words.

Zhong Wuqing floated beside Mo Junlan, but his position was slightly forward, his eyes were watching the battle not far away, but Mo Junlan couldn't respond for a long time, so he couldn't help it Sighing, "Big beauty..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was kicked away by Mo Junlan.

Everyone's eyes turned to Mo Junlan and Zhong Wuqing in an instant, why did they suddenly start fighting?Isn't it their turn yet?

Zhong Wuqing was kicked to the ground by Mo Junlan. Although he was not injured, he still felt pain and was very embarrassed. While rubbing his kicked buttocks with his hands, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and said, "Your I really have a bad temper, I just said a few words to you, and I'm going to hit someone."

Mo Junlan snorted coldly, but still ignored Zhong Wuqing.

"Good fight!" Feng Jinghua applauded from below.

Zhong Wuqing subconsciously turned his head to look at Feng Jinghua, but saw Feng Jinghua wipe his neck at him, and the smile on his face also looked gloomy, which looked quite strange.

And the man in black standing beside Feng Jinghua was also looking at him with eyes so cold that they could freeze.

Zhong Wuqing quickly looked away, he was not afraid of Feng Jinghua, but he was very afraid of Emperor Xuanji.

"Brother Junlan, can't we fight together?" Ling Xiao's voice suddenly sounded in Mo Junlan's mind.

"I can only do it according to the will of heaven." Mo Junlan said helplessly, "I also want to finish the fight quickly, but their actions are too slow, and the second round has not been finished yet!"

"Brother Junlan, aren't you the darling of heaven?" Ling Xiao said again, "Why don't you ask the sky."

"...Xiao'er, do you have any misunderstanding about Heaven's Beloved?" Mo Junlan said a little speechlessly, "If I was really Heaven's Beloved, would I still have such a miserable experience?"

He has died several times, can he still be regarded as the darling of heaven?

"Brother Jun Lan, don't underestimate yourself." Ling Xiao's voice was as soft as a breeze, and continued, "Now try talking to Tian Dao."

"Isn't this really a fool's behavior?" Mo Junlan said expressionlessly.

Ling Xiao, "..."

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