Chapter 1226 Winning

"court death!"

Seeing Li Mo's actions, Lang Xiaotian smiled contemptuously. Then Lang Xiaotian swiped his hands in front of his chest, and the wolf head behind him suddenly showed an even heavier pressure.

"puff!"

Faced with this coercion, Li Mo coughed out a mouthful of blood again.

This coercion is unbearable even to the powerhouses of the Great Perfection in the Immortal Realm.

Li Mo also relied on his strong physical body to persevere until now.

Then, Li Mo took another step, two steps, three steps...

Gradually, the distance between Li Mo and Lang Xiaotian got closer and closer.

Looking at Li Mo's embarrassed figure, the smile on Lang Xiaotian's face grew wider.

This is his pride, he is an existence that can compete with the strong in the Celestial Wonderland. Does a human kid in the middle of the fairyland want to compete against himself? dream!

Lang Xiaotian was laughing, and Li Mo was also laughing.

It's just that the blood soaked Li Mo's teeth, making Li Mo's smile a bit bloodthirsty.

Then, Li Mo waved his arms.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind headed towards Lang Xiaotian's pavement, and the soul-eating needle was mixed in the gust.

"not good!"

Although the soul-eating needle is small, it is even more difficult to find it at a high speed, but Lang Xiaotian also sensed the danger.

But just now, Lang Xiaotian was too arrogant, watching Li Mo walking all the way, he didn't even make any defensive moves.

In addition, the speed of the Soul Eater Needle is very fast, under such a short distance.

So even if he knew there was danger right now, it would be too late for Lang Xiaotian to defend.

"puff!"

The soul-eating needle pierced directly into Lang Xiaotian's body, causing severe pain.

"ah!"

With the scream of Lang Xiaotian, the wolf head behind him disappeared immediately. Where is the incomparable coercion before?

Lang Xiaotian was sweating profusely from the pain, rolling on the ground with his head in his arms.

"Ah! What did you do to me! Aww..."

No matter how powerful monks are, their souls are often their weakness. There are very few exercises in this world that can exercise the soul, and this is exactly the case with Lang Xiaotian at this moment.

Without paying attention to Lang Xiaotian, Li Mo turned to look at Meng Zhentian. then bow down

"I wonder if uncle can announce the result of the competition?"

Meng Zhentian looked into Li Mo's eyes, showing admiration for the first time.

Of course, what Meng Zhentian appreciated was not Li Mo's strength.

To be honest, Li Mo's strength is still too childish in front of Meng Zhentian.

But Li Mo knew that Lang Xiaotian was extremely fast, so he wanted to make Lang Xiaotian unable to dodge the soul-eating needle. Li Mo carried the coercion of Lang Xiaotian, and approached Lang Xiaotian little by little.

With this perseverance alone, Lang Xiaotian couldn't look up to Li Mo.

Such perseverance, coupled with the talent shown by Li Mo. In the future, as long as Li Mo does not fall, he will definitely be a strong man of the generation.

"Li Mosheng, Li Mo will be my son's foreign aid. As for the virtuous nephews, uncle, I will also give them a big gift."

Meng Zhentian said in a hearty voice, now he can see Meng Zhentian's sophistication.

Even though Lang Xiaotian and the others didn't help Dandan to participate in the Holy Son assessment, they did. I got hurt all over again, so I still have to give some benefits.

In fact, there was no need for Meng Zhentian to announce that he had taken over. There were four strong men in total, and Li Mo defeated three strong men by himself.

Both Mangxi and Shuzong let Li Mo take off the ring, and Lang Xiaotian was still rolling on the ring. So who wins and who loses, the result is obvious.

Hearing Meng Zhentian's voice, both Shu Zong and Mang Xi lowered their heads.

What a slap in the face! They wanted to clean up Li Mo before,

As a result, Li Mo has now cleaned up properly. Even Lang Xiaotian is not Li Mo's opponent. He knew that Li Mo was so strong. They are still looking for trouble for Li Mo.

Not knowing what Mang Xi and Shu Zong were thinking, Li Mo slapped Lang Xiaotian with his palm. The Soul-eating Needle called back Li Mo's palm.

"You... let's fight again!"

Lang Xiaotian, who was sweating profusely, refused to accept it, and pointed his finger at Li Mo.

Of course, Lang Xiaotian refused to accept it. It was because Lang Xiaotian was careless just now that he got the soul-eating needle. In normal combat, rely on your own speed. It's not so easy for this soul-eating needle to seriously injure himself.

And the most important thing is that from the battle until now, Lang Xiaotian has never shown his real body!

Only the main body is the strongest state of their gods and demons or big monsters, but Lang Xiaotian was too conceited before, thinking that his own methods can completely defeat Li Mo.

"If life and death were allowed in this competition, you would have died long ago. What qualifications do you have to argue against me?"

Li Mo glanced at Lang Xiaotian indifferently, and said with a smile.

Afterwards, Li Mo didn't say any more, and went straight to the stage.

"Li Mo! I really belong to you."

Seeing Li Mo walking towards him, Eggy punched Li Mo hard on the chest and said with a smile.

"Since my son's foreign aid has been selected, I will notify the whole family, and the selection of the son will begin tomorrow."

Meng Zhentian said lightly, although the patriarch Meng Zhentian also has many constraints in the Nightmare Clan.

But Meng Zhentian still has the right to choose the day for the selection of the Holy Son.

From the sly look in Meng Zhentian's eyes, it can be seen that Meng Zhentian had long thought about the early selection of the Son.

Anyway, my son has already selected foreign aid, so the early selection of the son just happened to catch the other candidates by surprise.

"yes!"

Eggy and Li Mo both bowed in response.

Looking at Meng Zhentian, Dandan sighed.

My own father has helped me to this point, if he can't grab the position of the Holy Son again. Then he really doesn't deserve to be his Meng Zhentian's son.

Without waiting any longer, Li Mo and Eggy walked out together.

Looking at Eggy beside him, Li Mo asked

"I haven't figured it out yet, how did you select the Holy Son? Why do you still invite foreign aid?"

"The selection of the Holy Son is to enter a secret realm. Ten Holy Son Tokens have been buried in that secret realm in advance. We only need to find the Holy Son Token in the secret realm. Who can get more than half of the Holy Son Tokens within the specified time limit?" Order, whoever is the Holy Son."

"I heard from my father that the secret realm is suppressed by the Dao of Heaven. Therefore, none of us have the same cultivation base. Even the strong in the earth fairyland can barely fly in the secret realm. It is almost impossible to fight with spiritual energy. So Most of the secret realms rely on physical combat.

This is why those of us who participated in the selection are all willing to find the gods and demons or the monsters, and the reason why there are no candidates to find the human race. "

Eggy explained to Li Mo that Meng Zhentian also participated in these selections back then.

So Meng Zhentian said a lot to his son, Eggy knew that secret place very well.

"Suppress aura? Fight with physical strength?"

Hearing Dandan's words, Li Mo's eyes lit up.

To be honest, Li Mo also prefers this most primitive head-to-head battle.

But Li Mo couldn't help being a little speechless when he remembered that the secret realm could suppress even the aura of the strong in the fairyland.

In the outside world, those who are strong in the alchemy realm can fly. In that secret realm, the powerhouses in the fairyland were able to fly.