Chapter 572: Mo frivolous who joined the battle
Chapter 572 Mo frivolous who formed a group to join the battle
Different from Lin Yang, he doesn't have so many scruples about cold and heat. He is the number one holy son of Yaoshen Mountain, and the Linyuan saints also favor him. He has the responsibility to protect his fellow disciples.
But he is not an idiot either, he won't do stupid jobs that take care of everything.
Of the four holy sons who followed him, only one named Qin Yi had reached the peak of Wu Zun, and the rest were mediocre people. Even if they were lucky enough to make it to the finals, they would be cannon fodder.
The cold and heat are too lazy to spend any effort on them.
"Qin Yi stays, the three of you should retire." Han Shu greeted, and the other three followed his lead, and immediately retired as promised.
Han Shu is now in front of Qin Yi, holding his hands up, a faint blue flame rises into the sky, and spews away towards the endless waves that overwhelming the sky.
After all, it is a wonder of heaven and earth, Youlanmeng flames cannot be extinguished by water, and cannot be shattered by lightning.
Within ten feet of his body, a vacuum was created by the flames.
Qin Yi with a fair complexion is only eighteen years old, and it is very rare to be able to reach the peak of Wuzun.
But he looks a little low-key, and his personality is a little introverted.
Seeing that Han Shu chose to stay with him, Qin Yi's eyes flashed with suspicion, and he looked at the back that was not wide but propped up a world in front of him.
whispered: "Thank you."
"Teacher treats me well. I have shared a lot of your resources and occupied your original position by coming to Yaoshen Mountain. This is what I should do." Han Shu smiled slightly, still as gentle as the young master Ruyu back then.
Xiao Cangsheng in the center glanced this way, his eyelids trembling slightly.
"As expected of Youlan Mengyan's owner, I will accompany you in the final match."
After finishing speaking, Xiao Cangsheng's thoughts moved slightly, and the huge thunder and lightning waves pressing towards the direction of cold and heat subsided by themselves under his control.
The area where the cold and heat are located is no longer obstructed and unimpeded.
"Junior Brother Mo, do you want to help?" Seeing that Xiao Cangsheng gave up dealing with him, Han Shu was not relieved.
Instead, he looked at Mo frivolously.
Like Lin Yang, Mo Qingkuang is also well versed in the routine of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and has been using his speed tepidly to shuttle through the dense thunder.
Occasionally find a few thunder beads to ensure that you can advance.
Xiao Cangsheng's sudden approach made everyone unexpected, and Mo frivolous was also a little passive.
However, Han Shu is not worried that Mo Qingkuang can't cope with this kind of situation, but Mo Qingkuang still has Han Yan'er, a mopping bottle beside him.
Although Han Yan'er's strength is not bad, there is still a big gap compared with a real genius like Xiao Cangsheng, after all, her background is too shallow.
It was barely enough to deal with the thunder, and with the addition of huge waves, it became a little messy.
What Han Shu was worried about was that Mo Qingkuang wanted to protect his wife, and that his cousin might hold Mo Qingkuang back, so he was ready to help.
After all, apart from the fact that Han Yaner is his cousin, Mo Qingkuang also has the grace of rebuilding himself.
Xu Xing'er who was not far away also saw this.
Her body is protected by a spiritual wind formation, and the violent hurricane sweeps huge waves and thunder into the sky, and cannot violate it.
Her performance is once again impressive.
The saints once again had a new understanding of Mo Fan's ability to train his disciples.
"Senior brother Mo, I need help, but please say something." Xu Xing'er shouted sweetly.
All the saints were helpless.
Mo frivolous is simply too lucky, the ancestor Mo Fan is full of peaches and plums, and among the saints, there are two almost top-notch existences created by him.
As the descendants of Mo Fan, Xu Xinger and Han Shu rushed to greet Mo frivolously, they are simply winners in life, representatives of lying wins.
Ke Mo frivolously waved his hand, rejecting the kindness of the two: "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother Han and Junior Sister Xu, I have my own way to deal with it."
Everyone thought that Mo Qingkuang was going to be serious. After all, Mo Qingkuang's formation talent was the best among the younger generation.
Not shown yet.
Xu Yun can protect herself with formations, so it's easier not to be frivolous.
Unexpectedly, Mo Qingkuang did not arrange the formation as they expected, but let out a low voice: "Lick the dog, why don't you come over?"
Everyone was slightly taken aback.
Seeing that Mo Qingkuang gave an order, the giant white tiger swimming and bathing in the thunderous waves roared fiercely, and its body swelled in the wind, but it turned into the white tiger body of tens of feet.
With a light leap, he landed on Mo Qingkuang's head.
The huge body enveloped Mo Frivolous and Han Yan'er in it, and a white protective light glowed all over his body.
Where it passed, the thunder and huge waves couldn't hurt it at all, but it was as if it saw some terrible thing to get out of the way.
Under the protection of the white tiger, Mo Qingkuang and Han Yan'er rummaged through Leizhu without any pressure, without worrying about any threats from the outside world.
Whether it's thunder or sea waves.
The expressions on the faces of the saints changed very wonderfully.
"This is too comfortable! Monkey King, you are the one who organizes this genius competition, right? Why are all the contestants yours? Others fight on their own, why don't you form a team to participate?"
This is the feeling in the hearts of all saints.
Han Shu, Xu Xing'er, Bai Hu, these are the top existences in the major holy places, and they are one of the most powerful contenders on the first day.
They are actually willing to be Mo's frivolous bodyguards, escorting him.
I have to say, it is simply too sour.
"Eh, the little white tiger was originally used as a mount for Mo Qingkuang..." Mo Fan shrank his head with a mocking smile.
He was afraid that these saints could not help but grab him and beat him violently.
Even he himself felt a little too shameless.
Xiao Cangsheng in the arena gritted his teeth with hatred.
He didn't expect that the white tiger would listen to Mo's frivolous words like this, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Before coming to Jilei Mountain, Lan Xiao greeted him and begged him to avenge him, so that he could teach Mo Qingkuang a lesson, and it would be best if he could kill Mo Qingkuang.
From now on, Lan Xiao is willing to be his **** under Xiao Cangsheng's command.
Back then, Mo Qingkuang almost beat Lan Xiao to death in Yanjing City, but Lan Xiao hated him to the bone.
However, Mo Qingkuang is a descendant of Monkey King, who is the target of almost all holy places, and Penglai Xiandao is no exception.
Even he can't afford to offend.
So of course he didn't kill Mo Qingkuang foolishly, he just kicked Mo Qingkuang out in the preliminary round, and let Mo Qingkuang lose some face.
I didn't expect Mo Qingkuang to be helped frequently, especially the cold and heat, the white tiger, which he is not easy to deal with.
This made him very unhappy.
Not only that, his plan for all contestants this time can almost be declared a failure.
Not only Han Shu Mo frivolous and others.
Although Lin Yang from Yaoshen Mountain looked a little embarrassed, he persevered.
The newly promoted No. 1 Holy Son of the Conferred God Realm, Kong Kong, has long since disappeared, and even Xiao Cangsheng himself couldn't lock Kong Kong's position.
But he can be sure that Kongkong has not been eliminated.
Xu Yun, who was connected to Tianfeng, was still full of whip shadows, spinning like a small red top, and the huge waves couldn't help her.
After three years of growth, Luo Xiaomao and Luo Xiaoyu sisters have made great leaps in strength. Like ghosts that flicker and move, they persisted by taking advantage of the terrain.
The Little Jinpeng King in Zhentianling turned into his own body, covering the sky and the sun, soaring in the sky, his own huge waves couldn't catch up at all.
Only the Thousand-legged Centipede King in the Bottomless Pit was slow to move and weak in strength, so he was kicked out by himself.
Based on this calculation, there are still twelve Holy Sons who survived their own plan.
It can be said that his plan has failed.
(end of this chapter)