Chapter 1216: Yumeno

"Bold!"

Hearing that the young man in front of him, who was only in the middle of the fairyland, dared to scream in front of his face, the middle-aged man was furious.

Then the middle-aged man from the Nightmare Clan moved his arm, and Xin Chang's arm flashed sharp nails to grab Li Mo.

As the middle-aged man showed his aura, he turned out to be a cultivation base in the middle stage of the Earth Fairyland.

But the members of the gods and demons family all have bloodline supernatural powers, and their physical bodies are even stronger than the human race. Therefore, the middle-aged Nightmare Race in the middle of the Earth Wonderland can fight against the strong human race in the late Earth Wonderland. Of course I look down on Li Mo.

Afraid of accidentally injuring Chi You and Fat Ball, Li Mo made a palm move. An easy-going wind carried Chi You and Fat Ball far away, and at the same time, the attack of the middle-aged Nightmare Clan came.

The powerhouses of the Nightmare Race are also good at speed, so this middle-aged man's speed is extremely fast.

But no matter how fast the middle-aged person is, it is never faster than Li Mo.

I saw the sharp nails constantly calling out to Li Mo, but Li Mo's figure just stood where he was, without any intention of moving.

But Li Mo's whole body is like a tumbler, flashing left and right, the middle-aged Nightmare tribe can't attack Li Mo's figure at all.

Noticing that Li Mo's feet hadn't moved, the middle-aged Nightmare's eyes lit up. Xin's long arm immediately grabbed Li Mo's feet.

If you move your body, I will grab your feet!

But just when the sharp nails were about to pierce Li Mo's calf, Li Mo flipped into the air. The figure went directly behind the middle-aged Nightmare Clan.

"Damn it!"

Spotting Li Mo's figure, the middle-aged Nightmare tribe suddenly turned around and stopped attacking Li Mo. But the tone is still contemptuous

"Speed ​​is enough! But light has speed, you still can't help the young master! You weakling!"

Li Mo frowned, it seems that Eggy's problem is a bit troublesome. Is my cultivation in the middle of the fairyland not enough? But do I only have this combat power?

Li Mo grinned, "Since you want to see my strength, I will give it to you!"

Because you are a member of Dandan's clan, I have never bothered with you, and I have been courteous to you.

But is this the capital for you to make progress in front of me?

After the voice fell, Li Mo threw out a fist. There was no aura in this punch. It was just a simple punch with physical strength.

"Comparing physical strength with our Nightmare Clan?"

The young and contemptuous of the Nightmare Clan laughed and said, "I really don't know how to write the word dead!"

Immediately, the middle-aged Nightmare tribe also sent out a punch, which was the same as Li Mo's punch. It's all a punch of physical strength, and the middle-aged Nightmare clan is not willing to take advantage of Li Mo. And he is confident that this punch of his will be able to send this young man flying away.

"boom!"

A thick voice came, and the smile on the face of the Nightmare tribe's middle-aged man suddenly froze. After a while, it turned into a look of horror, the middle-aged fist began to explode, and the bright red blood flowed wantonly.

And the middle-aged figure suddenly flew backwards, directly into the cave.

Li Mo retracted his fist and walked into the cave step by step.

In the cave, the middle-aged Nightmare clan was sprawled on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

"Now can I tell you what Eggy asked you to come to me?"

Li Mo stopped in front of the middle-aged Mengmeng and asked condescendingly.

"Ahem..."

The middle-aged Nightmare Clan coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and got up slowly. Looking into Li Mo's eyes, a hint of fear finally appeared.

This time, the middle-aged Nightmare Clan put away their domineering appearance before. said respectfully to Li Mo

"Our Nightmare Clan is going to decide the Holy Son,

So... so the young master wants to ask the adults to help. "

"Holy Son? Isn't Eggy your young patriarch? What more Holy Son do you want?"

Li Mo asked puzzledly, Eggy's father, Meng Zhentian, was the patriarch of their Nightmare Clan. Isn't Eggy the young patriarch of the Nightmare Clan? How could there be a holy son?

The middle-aged Nightmare tribe glanced at Li Mo, and then said honestly

"The Nightmare Clan doesn't have a young patriarch, only a holy son. Even the heirs of the patriarch have to participate in the assessment to become a holy son. The holy son is just like the young patriarchs of other races, and is qualified to inherit the position of patriarch."

Putting these words before, the middle-aged nightmare clan would never say anything to Li Mo.

But the strong in this world are respected, and Li Mo used his strength to conquer the middle-aged Nightmare Clan. So the middle-aged Nightmare tribe has become very honest now.

"So that's how it is."

Li Mo muttered to himself, Li Mo also understood the Nightmare Clan.

The Nightmare Clan used to be weak, but in the past few thousand years, the Nightmare Clan has risen strongly. This has something to do with the Nightmare Clan's family rules.

It was as if each heir of the Nightmare Clan had to be released for a few years after birth, leaving him to fend for himself. Only those who can persevere are worthy of becoming members of the Nightmare Clan.

And this holy son is to choose the strongest among all the young people. He holds the position of the Holy Son, and may also be promoted to the patriarch after a few years.

Everything can be obtained by fighting, and the Nightmare Clan is also becoming stronger and stronger by virtue of this principle.

That's how Meng Zhentian came all the way back then, now it's Eggy's turn.

Even if there is a patriarch's father, he can't get rid of the clan rules.

"What does Eggy need me to do?"

Li Mo asked puzzledly, it seems that the selection of the Holy Son can't help him, right?

"It's like this. Every year when the holy son is selected, the outstanding juniors in the clan can invite a foreign aid from other races. The patriarch has already invited several foreign aids for the young master. Those are all demon kings or demon kings in the late stage of the fairyland or even Dzogchen. Powerful gods and demons.

The patriarch wants the young master to choose one of those strong men as foreign aid, but the young master only wants you to come. "

The powerful Nightmare clan spoke slowly, and Li Mo couldn't help being a little speechless.

Even the demon kings in the late stage of the fairyland or the Dzogchen, the powerful gods and demons have been invited? Those strong men all have bloodlines and supernatural powers, and their bodies are strong.

Compared with them, a human kid in the middle of the fairyland is indeed not enough. No wonder the Nightmare Clan looked down on him before he was middle-aged.

"what's your name?"

Li Mo continued to ask.

"Young Master Guard Commander, Meng Ye!"

Yumeno replied solemnly.

"Okay, you should recuperate first. We will set off in three days."

Li Mo walked out of the cave without saying a word, even though Li Mo had seriously injured Meng Ye with his shot just now.

But how tyrannical the Nightmare Clan's body is, Li Mo knows it. For Meng Ye in the middle of the fairyland, three days are enough to heal this injury.

"master!"

"Master, are you okay?"

Chi You and Fat Ball, who were guarding outside, saw Li Mo's figure, and surrounded him one after another to ask questions.

Although they are very confident in Li Mo's strength, they are still a little worried.

"It's okay, have you two been lazy in your practice recently?"

Li Mo patted Chi You and Fat Ball on the head and asked.

Chi You and Fat Ball answered in unison, "No!"

Li Mo looked at Fat Ball's swollen stomach, and said with a smile, "Chi You said he wasn't lazy, I believe it. As for you, why don't I believe it."

"Master, you really wronged me. I have been serious about my practice recently."

Fat Ball looked aggrieved, but he never thought he was being lazy.

"Forget it, it's rare for a teacher to have time. Let's go and take you to special training."

Li Mo stretched his waist and said with a smile.