Chapter 19 Mutations

Competition among the younger generation?

This is exactly what Mo Wentian wanted. If these old fellows came out, Mo Wentian would still be a little afraid, but the younger generation...

He Mo Wentian will not be afraid of anyone!

"There are really only disciples of the younger generation left..."

After wandering around the outer area for a long time, Mo Wentian discovered that these small groups of people were all young disciples from major families, among them the ones with the highest cultivation level were also at the peak of Juling!

"Go and have a look, I heard that the disciples of the Yuan family have found Zhu Guo's location!"

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came.

the entire peripheral area.

Countless swordsmen rushed towards the central area quickly, and Mo Wentian also hurriedly followed behind everyone and rushed towards the central area.

An hour later!

Mo Wentian entered the central area.

But just after entering the central area, roars suddenly came from the central area.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..."

"Aww..."

...

The terrifying roar carried an astonishing evil spirit.

"This is……"

Mo Wentian's expression changed, he raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see waves of ferocious aura coming crazily, and there was even more screams coming from there.

"Low-level mid-stage monster laser carving!"

"Level 2 initial monster beast Bingmang!"

"Level 2 mid-stage monster..."

...

Monster beasts appeared in front of Mo Wentian. None of these monsters were lower than the second level, and the strongest one among them had even reached...

Late 2!

"No wonder I haven't encountered a single monster in this central area. It turns out that these monsters have long known that Zhu Guo is going to be born, and they have gathered in this place where Zhu Guo was born!"

Mo Wentian took a deep breath.

Physical movement.

Mo Wentian quickly rushed to the depths, leaving corpses on the ground from time to time. These corpses even included disciples from the Mo family in East Sword City!

The Four Great Sword Cities.

Each of the young disciples is nothing more than the cultivation base of gathering spirits. Only those who are talented against the sky can reach the realm of Lijian before the age of twenty!

Don't ask God to know.

In the entire East Sword City, there are only three swordsmen who have reached the Lijian Realm.

One is Mo Han, a disciple of the Mo family!

This person is the son of the mayor of East Sword City, and he is also a popular candidate for this East Sword City sword son competition.

besides!

There is also Qiu Yuan, a disciple of the enemy family.

Yuan Chong, a disciple of the Yuan family!

All three of them are swordsmen from the Lijian Realm. Apart from these three, the disciples of the other three major factions, the strongest ones are only at the peak of Spirit Gathering!

How can these people block the second-level monsters?

"Damn it, who will save me..."

One after another miserable cries came, the closer to the place where Zhu Guo was, the more corpses on the ground...

"Look, Qiu Yuan is here!"

At this moment, a flash of sword light suddenly came, and a figure was seen, rushing into the mountain stream quickly, and a fierce sword energy burst out from the mountain stream.

"Li Jian triple!"

There was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes, this Qiu Yuan turned out to be a swordsman of the third level of Lijian!

"Brother Yuan's speed is so fast, but I, Li Yuanxin, should have one of these Vermillion Fruits!"

"I, Yuan Chong, want one too!"

"I don't..."

...

A dozen figures rushed into the mountain stream, and in the mountain stream, the sword energy instantly soared to the sky.

Outside the mountain stream.

A group of swordsmen in the Spirit Gathering Realm were stunned, and then left with wry smiles one by one.

This Zhu Guo.

It's not something that Spirit Gathering Swordsmen like them are qualified to fight for.

"Your Excellency, hurry up and leave. The talented disciples of all races are dispatched. I'm afraid Zhu Guo won't have the place for casual cultivators like us!"

A voice rang in Mo Wentian's ear.

speaker.

It was a little fat man, whose cultivation base was at the peak of Juling, and the clothes on his body were extremely casual, looking at the mountain stream where the sword energy was wanton.

With a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, the fat man sighed to Mo Wentian.

"Genius disciple?"

Mo Wentian smiled calmly, ignored the fat man, dodged and disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had already appeared in front of the mountain stream.

"Hey... Another reckless, soul-gathering triple, who dares to fight for Vermillion Fruit!"

The fat man sighed, and then he seemed to have discovered something. He turned his head and saw that Mo Wentian behind him had gone for a long time!

"What a speed!"

There was a look of surprise in Fatty's eyes!

"This person seems to be a trash from the Mo family, Mo Wentian!"

The fat man seemed to have thought of something, murmured to himself, and then said in astonishment: "How could his speed be so fast, this speed is not far behind my three genius disciples of East Sword City! "

Fatty's suspicious voice resounded in the void.

But Mo Wentian at this moment.

He had already appeared beside the mountain stream, and when he walked in front of the mountain stream, a strong spiritual energy rushed towards Mo Wentian, and with it, there was also a charming fragrance!

He looked up towards the mountain stream.

In the depths of the mountain stream, a cold pool appeared. Above the cold pool, the spiritual energy was so strong that it seemed to turn into liquid, and it was in the center of the cold pool.

There is a fiery red sapling growing!

"In an extremely cold place, vermilion fruit of fire attribute grows. The mysteries of the world are really endless!"

There was a gleam in Mo Wentian's eyes.

On the fiery red tree, three fiery red fruits exude a charming fragrance, and outside the cold pool, there are more than a dozen monsters!

further out...

It is the genius disciples of the major families!

"Everyone, I, Mo Han, want one of these three vermilion fruits!"

A man with a handsome face said coldly and arrogantly.

This person is none other than Mo Han, a disciple of the Mo family.

"Mo Han, this is not East Sword City. If you want a vermilion fruit, it depends on your ability!"

Li Yuanxin looked at Mo Han and said sinisterly.

"Everyone, why are you so anxious? Although this vermilion fruit is good, you have to live to enjoy it. These dozen or so monsters are not so easy to deal with!"

A young man said with a cold expression on his face.

"I think we might as well kill these dozen monsters first. As for Zhu Guo, how about we each rely on our own abilities?"

Yuan Chong, a disciple of the Yuan family, stood up and said with flickering eyes.

"This proposal is good!"

"Can!"

"I, Li Yuanxin, also agree!"

...

One after another voices sounded, and a dozen people stood together in an instant, with sword auras, extremely terrifying.

"Ho Ho..."

A dozen monsters seemed to be enraged by the group of outsiders in front of them, and the two quickly fought together.

The people of the war.

But they didn't see, under the vermilion fruit, a small blue snake was spitting out snake letters. This little snake was very ordinary, but it had two small horns on its head!

A snake with horns on its head?

There is only one possibility, that is, this snake has the blood of the dragon, a monster with the blood of the dragon, the lowest level is also a spirit beast, and it may even be...

holy beast!

"Let's fight, the more intense the fight, the better!"

Mo Wentian smiled disdainfully, and fought head-on with a dozen monsters?

These people are really stupid!

Since they like to block these monsters for him, then Mo Wentian will be impolite...

A dodge.

Mo Wentian's figure directly entered the mountain stream, like a ghost, Mo Wentian's body was walking on the cliffs on both sides!

"Three vermilion fruits, how much can I improve my spiritual roots?"

Mo Wentian's eyes glowed with fire, until Mo Wentian walked to the cold pool deep in the mountain stream, no one outside could find Mo Wentian.

Ghost shadows, earth-level movements, that's no joke!

But just when Mo Wentian was about to pick off the three vermilion fruits, a strong sense of crisis suddenly enveloped Mo Wentian!