"Are you the legendary Luo Shen body Yun Wenjing?"
On the ground below, Hu Xiao narrowed his eyes. He could clearly feel the powerful aura flowing around Yun Wenjing's body, which made his blood boil.
"Little Tiger, what did you just say?"
Yun Wenjing stood in the sky, his eyes fell condescendingly on Wu Xiao's body, and there was a faint cold light flashing between his eyes.
"Why, doesn't it also become a sin to disrespect God's royal body?"
Hu Xiao snorted coldly, even though he has the cultivation level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and with the physique of the Tiger Clan, he is not afraid of anyone in the same realm.
But facing Yun Wenjing, who possesses the Luo Shen body, even with his own Tiger Clan physique, Hu Xiao is very clear that once they fight, he will not be able to take much advantage.
What's more, this is the Holy Mountain and Mo Wangchen's territory. Although his words are a bit arrogant, he doesn't really want to cause trouble here, let alone fight with others, because that is a very unwise behavior.
Although Wuxiao was not afraid of Yun Wenjing and even had the idea of fighting him, he obviously suppressed his emotions because even if he won, he would never leave easily and he would definitely be beaten by this saint.
The other masters on the mountain raised their hands to suppress him.
Not to mention, there is this notorious big white dog here. I heard that this dead dog is famous for being a calf protector. If he really touches a hair of Yun Wenjing, the other party may attack him directly.
came out and swallowed himself alive.
Faced with the potential threat of the big white dog, Huxiao did not dare to act rashly. He would not doubt whether the dead dog dared to touch him. This was a dog that even the ancient king and the emperors did not give him face.
He is just a slightly famous genius among the Tiger Clan, but in the eyes of a figure like Big White Dog who has already successfully become a god, he is as inconspicuous as an ant.
"You can disrespect heaven, immortals, or even anyone in this world, but you must not disrespect my teacher. Just based on your words just now, I can no longer let you easily walk down this holy mountain."
Yun Wenjing snorted coldly, and after he finished speaking, he stepped in the air, like walking on a staircase, heading downwards, towards where the tiger roared.
"Humph, if I want to leave, you can't stop me."
Hu Xiao was disdainful and did not want to fight with the opponent here. As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly rushed away and flew high into the sky.
Then his body shook violently, and suddenly he transformed into a huge white tiger, with two wings on his back, covered with a layer of lush silver-white hair, like angel wings.
"This is the saber-tooth flying wing of the Winged Tiger Clan. It is their innate advantage. The wings are like swords, sharp and terrifying. They can transform into thousands of swords to kill enemies, which is very tricky."
"Hu Xiao obviously has no intention of fighting Yun Wenjing. He is leaving here. In addition to being able to turn into swords to kill enemies, the saber-tooth flying wings are also famous for their speed. With their wings stretched out, they can fly thousands of miles, which is worse than the Kunpeng clan.
Not much."
Below, when they saw Hu Xiao showing his true form, surprise appeared on many people's faces.
The Winged Tiger Clan is famous for its saber-tooth flying wings. If Tiger Xiao really wanted to leave today, it would be very difficult for him to stop him based on Yun Wenjing.
"You want to run away after showing off? Go to Master's statue and repent for ten years!"
However, just when Hu Xiao had just revealed his true form and before he could leave, a cold snort came from the other direction in the sky.
The next moment, a big hand in the void covered most of the sky, containing infinite divine power. In the blink of an eye, it slammed down towards Tiger Roar.
"Who?!"
Hu Xiao's face was startled, and he felt how terrifying that divine power was. Even if this person had not become a god, he was still a person who had gained godhood, and he could not resist it.
Could it be that his actions just now alerted the divine masters hidden on the holy mountain?
"roar!"
While he was surprised, he also reacted immediately. His wings suddenly flapped, and in an instant, hundreds of silver-white rays of light flashed past, like terrifying sword rays, slashing upward.
These are the hairs that flew out from his flying wings. These hairs are as hard as divine iron and as sharp as swords. Hundreds of them converge together, turning into a terrifying offensive, slashing at the falling hand of the void.
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"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
However, in front of this big hand in the void, hundreds of thousands of sharp blades were vulnerable to a single blow. They were destroyed and disintegrated by the majestic divine power of the avenue just for a moment.
"Get out of here!"
Angry shouts came again, and in an instant, the big hand finally slapped it down, directly hitting the roaring huge body to the ground below. Suddenly, dust flew up, and the scene became commotion.
"Cough cough cough..."
A moment later, when the dust cleared, Wuxiao climbed up from the ground and had already recovered his body. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, he kept coughing, and looked upward angrily, "Who is it?!"
"It's me, Yao Yuntian, do you have any opinions?"
Yao Yuntian stepped out. He and Mo Wangchen had just returned to the Holy Mountain and heard the roaring words just now.
"The fifth disciple of the Divine King Body, the Little King of Heavenly Demon, Yao Yuntian!"
Everyone was surprised that since Mo Wangchen left the real world, his disciples have rarely appeared in front of the world.
Unexpectedly, two people appeared here one after another today.
In the sky, only Yao Yuntian stood alone. Mo Wangchen was not here, or in other words, he didn't care about what was going on here. After returning to the Holy Mountain, Mo Wangchen rushed to the rear immediately.
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"This Whistling seems to have a lot of weight in the Yihu Clan. Give him a lesson and send him away. There is no need to be too embarrassed. Chen'er has many enemies, so don't let him continue to provoke opponents."
In a garden somewhere behind the holy mountain, three figures were sitting in a pavilion, two women and one man, namely Mo Wangchen's parents and Meng Yurou.
The three of them naturally saw what happened in the sky above the square just now. Lin Mengyao said with concern, not thinking about her own and the burden was getting bigger and bigger. After all, the Yihu clan is also an ancient clan, and they really want to confront the Holy Mountain.
It’s also a troublesome thing.
"If you ask me, this kid should be taught more lessons. Many people in their ancient tribe have obtained the divine status. It is already a sin to disrespect Chen'er." Mo Xiaotian laughed.
"My husband is not here. His majesty must be protected by these disciples. Don't worry, mother, nothing will happen." Meng Yurou sat next to Lin Mengyao and said with a smile.
"Since Yu Rou has said so, I don't have anything else to say to you. It's just that Chen'er often runs away, which makes you suffer. Next time when he comes back, I must let him first continue the continuation of my Mo family.
Light the incense, otherwise we won't let you go down the mountain." Lin Mengyao looked at Meng Yurou beside her and said with a smile.
Hearing these words, Meng Yurou suddenly became a little embarrassed, her face turned slightly red, and she did not dare to continue speaking.
"What mother said is absolutely true, and I happen to have the same intention."
Ahead, towards the entrance of the garden, a familiar voice suddenly reached the ears of the three of them. Looking around, they saw Mo Wangchen, dressed in white, walking in slowly at some point.