Everyone had a bright look, staring at the battle platform without blinking, the Mo wolf who was lying on the ground and still shaking his body.

Everyone was confused, with a confused look on their faces!

it's over?

Is this the end?

Mo Lang was defeated? Defeated in seconds?

Everyone was stunned, everyone couldn't react. It was really that everything happened too quickly!

Before the battle began, the Molang, who was considered to be a sure victory, fell down just like that.

The entire martial arts arena was silent like death, and the needles were heard, and everyone stopped breathing.

After more than a dozen breaths, the entire martial arts arena is completely boiling, and the waves soaring into the sky swept through the nine heavens.

"My God, Molang is defeated?"

"What's going on?"

"So weird, is this the power of the war soul?"

"How is this possible? The eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm instantly defeated Mo Lang. Isn't this too terrifying?"

Noisy sounds came one after another, and the noise was shaking the sky, and the entire martial arts arena became hot.

Everyone was shocked. This was an unexpected ending that everyone had never thought of.

Originally, when everyone saw Su Mo being confident, they guessed that Su Mo might really have extraordinary strength. However, even so, everyone did not expect that this strength was so extraordinary.

With the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, the Imperial Wolf was defeated in seconds. What is this concept?

Even if it is a monster genius, I can't do much!

Moreover, Su Mo's ability is so weird. Is that purple mist a war soul? What kind of war soul is it?

At this time, the most shocking person was the disciples and elders of the Dao Sect.

Feng Guang's fat face was very wonderful, as if he had seen a ghost. He never thought that Su Mo had such terrifying strength.

Lu Gang's face was dull, and the shock in his heart was endless. At this time, he couldn't help but think of the last time in the Zongwu Hall, Su Mo said he wanted to cut off his tongue.

At that time, he thought Su Mo was ridiculous, but now, he found that it was not ridiculous.

The person with the most exciting face was Elder Zhenku. He was stunned at first, then looked shocked, and finally showed a look of joy.

Su Mo is so powerful?

He actually misunderstood?

I couldn't help but think of Zhenku Half Saint Zhenxian Daosheng. Did the other party guess the situation of martial arts, and did he ask Su Mo to help?

Su Mo is so powerful that he can defeat a genius like Mo Lang in an instant. His strength is not much weaker than Yang Tiancheng, Yan Lantian and others!

With Su Mozhizhi's help, it would be no problem for him to turn the tables and get a top ten places.

In this case, Daozong will not be embarrassed if he meets martial arts this time!

Some people were happy and some were worried. The people of the Xiaotianlang clan all looked ugly. Mo Lang's miserable defeat made them feel dim on their faces.

After all, Mo Lang was defeated by a warrior at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm.

"It's interesting!" Youlang grinned and instead showed a smile of interest.

At this moment, not only Youlang was interested, but also the evil figures of various major forces such as Yan Lantian, Yang Tiancheng, Ling Feng, Zhuo Jianhao, Lei Yunhao were all interested in Su Mo.

Because they didn't know how Mo Lang was defeated, what kind of attack Su Mona purple mist was, and he and the others were very curious about this strange attack method.

On the northern stand, Elder Yinze had a slightly slight head and a smile appeared on his face. Sure enough, this boy was extraordinary, and quite extraordinary.

If you can defeat Mo Lang with your eighth level of Martial Emperor Realm, you will be called a top monster.

"Sister Lingxuan, this person is indeed capable!" Yun Youyou, with a beautiful face, chuckled and said.

"This... this person is hiding too deeply!" Ling Xuan, a woman in green, had a hint of embarrassment. He thought Su Mo did this to attract Yun Youyou's attention, but he thought it was really a monster!

"Indeed, his breath is average, it's really hard to see!" Yun Youyou nodded.

In fact, this is also because Su Mo's mysterious power has not been integrated, so his aura is not very strong, and it is difficult to see his true strength on the outside.

Moreover, Su Mo just used the Dream Demon War Soul, which had nothing to do with the mysterious power, and his real strength was still unseen by everyone.

On the battle stage, Su Mo glanced at the fallen Molang and shook his head slightly. It was too weak and vulnerable.

In the Dream Demon Space, he tortured the other party for only half an hour before torturing the other party.

However, what made him depressed was perhaps because of the damage to his soul and his mental power weakened. After using the Dream Demon War Soul, he felt very tired.

It seems that the next battle will not require the ability to consume mental power such as the Dream Demon War Soul.

"Come him back!"

Looking at the camp of the Xiaotian wolf clan, Su Mo shouted lightly and flew back to the stands.

Mo Lang was already tortured by him and was mentally broken, so he definitely couldn't go back, so he could only carry him back.

"Su Mo win!"

It was at this moment that the old man in the brown robe rang and he was shocked by the result and now he came to his senses.

Swish!

Su Mo fell on the stands and still fell beside Feng Guang. All the people from the Dao Sect focused on him, and the shock still did not dissipate.

"Su Mo, you really know how to hide. Why didn't you say such combat power earlier?" Feng Guang's face was full of anger, and he was also very complaining.

Su Mo's strength is so strong that he actually hides secretly and doesn't tell him, it's really angering.

"Did you believe it earlier?" Su Mo chuckled.

"Uh~~!" Feng Guang immediately closed his mouth. It was true. Su Moruo had said it long ago, and he would not believe it.

"Su Mo, it seems that the Zhenxian Saint Elder asked you to come, and he had already considered it!" The haze on Zhenku Bansaint's face was swept away, and he showed a faint smile.

Su Mo defeated Mo Lang in an instant, which was considered to have saved a lot of face for the Daozong, so he was naturally happy.

At this moment, Elder Zhenku couldn't help but feel a little expectation in his heart. Su Mo's attack method was strange and unpredictable. I wonder how powerful it was? Can he fight against evil figures such as Yan Lantian and Yang Tiancheng?

"Yes!" Su Mo nodded, without explaining too much. He was coming by himself, not specially arranged by Zhenxian Daosheng.

"Very good. I hope you can strive to enter the top ten and get a good result!" Zhenku Bansaint seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness before, and smiled warmly.

"Well, I will!" Su Mo nodded again. He wanted to say that his goal was first, but he was afraid that Elder Zhenku would not believe it, so he didn't say it.

It’s better to go through the cycle, his strength will be completely proven in battles.

At this time, Molang had been carried back by the people of the Xiaotianlang clan. The elder of the Xiaotianlang clan immediately changed his expression after a moment of checking.

Because Mo Lang's spiritual soul suffered huge trauma and was quite serious. It is estimated that he would not be able to recover at will within a year.
Chapter completed!