Chapter 3168 Last Try

The people below looked at him, thinking in their hearts, these three questions and three answers, so that they could no longer ask other questions, and asked whether there was no more, but why they had not seen his strength, since he allowed it They can do temptation today, so this opportunity cannot be missed.

So, a few people looked at each other and whispered a few words. Finally, an old man stood up, bowed his hands to Mo Chen above, and said, "Holy Son, this old man is bold, I want to ask the Holy Son to teach me some tricks. ."

Hearing this, Mo Chen looked at the old man with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly, "Yes, you can come forward."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but lift their hearts, and looked at the old man. This old man is the great elder of their temple, and he is a strong man who has reached the level of the gods. If he makes a move, will the white-robed saint on the stage...

I was thinking about it, but I saw the Great Elder standing there motionless, his face flushed and sweat dripping from his forehead, as if he was under great pressure, his body was tense, but his legs were He didn't take a single step, the spiritual energy in his body was surging, and the powerful pressure and the surging air flow made the people around him involuntarily retreat.

"What happened to the first elder? Didn't the Holy Son let him come forward? Why did he mobilize the pressure of spiritual power while standing there?" A young woman asked in a low voice.

A man next to him replied in a low voice: "Look carefully, the Great Elder is not moving, but can't move. He is under the pressure of the Holy Son and can't move forward!"

"Ah? How could it be? The Great Elder is a god-level powerhouse! Could it be that the Holy Son is stronger than the Great Elder?"

"The Holy Son is the direct disciple of the hall master and senior brother, how can he be weak? It is not surprising that he can suppress the strength of the first elder, otherwise, the hall master would not stand by and watch as if it had nothing to do with himself. It didn't take off."

"I didn't expect the strength of the Holy Son to be so powerful. It seems that no one will object anymore, right?"

"It's hard to say." A middle-aged man said, looking at the white-robed saint on the stage, and said, "I want everyone in the temple to be convinced, it's still one step away!"

Listening to this, someone next to me asked, "Which level?"

"Nature is the ability to be the Son of God."

The middle-aged man said, looking at the legs of the elder who finally couldn't support it and sat on the ground, sweating and looking pale at the stage.

"I lost, and I was convinced." The elder said, calmed down for a while, got up and bowed respectfully to him.

From blushing to finally becoming pale, the coercion he endured in this process was incomprehensible to others, and it was precisely because of this that he also knew that the strength of the Holy Son was indeed above him, which made him think Not accept it.

Mo Chen nodded slightly, looked at the crowd and asked, "Who else?"

Looking at the white-robed Saint Child on the stage, his expression was the same as before, his complexion was gentle and elegant, but he seemed to have everything in mind, making those who were thinking about how to speak hesitantly for a while.

He is strong and confident, and today's temptation has exceeded their expectations again and again, making those who want to come out to test him in the last stage can't help but hesitate, because the white-robed saint on stage makes him feel hopeless.

However, thinking that the person on the stage would be their holy son, he thought for a while, then he gritted his teeth and walked out.