Old Xiong was puzzled, and in desperation, he could only look at Qian Tieming beside him.
His Holy Son asked him to explore these earth element energies, so he must know something.
After listening to Mr. Xiong's report, Qian Tieming finally showed a look of certainty in his eyes. At this time, he noticed Mr. Xiong's doubtful eyes again, so he glanced at Mr. Xiong and said faintly:
"Are you curious about why Mo Chuan can control the earth element energy like this, Mr. Xiong? Don't forget, he has mastered the Five Elements Technique!"
Hearing this, Old Xiong's body trembled, as if he was waking up from a dream.
He suddenly understood a lot, looked at Qian Tieming in shock, and said via voice:
"Holy Son, what do you mean...the armor on Mo Chuan's body is made up of the Great Five Elements Technique, which mobilizes the energy of the earth element?"
Qian Tieming nodded slightly and said via voice: "Exactly! Only the Great Five Elements Technique can create such amazing armor."
After a pause, he narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Mr. Xiong, his face was a little cold, and said through the voice: "What should we do next, Mr. Xiong, you should know, right?"
"Capture Mochuan quickly!" Mr. Xiong's old face, solemn and serious, said quickly.
There is no need for his Holy Son to say anything, he understands his Holy Son's meaning and worries very well.
At this moment, Mo Chuan used the earth element energy to condense armor, revealing the tip of the iceberg of the power of the Five Elements Technique.
But around them, there were still two people from Immortal Lian Island, Zhu Caixuan and Grandma Hu, watching.
They must seize the opportunity now, before these two people can deduce from Mo Chuan's armor that Mo Chuan has mastered the Great Five Elements Technique, and quickly capture Mo Chuan!
Otherwise, if Zhu Caixuan and Grandma Hu discover the Great Five Elements Technique, they will most likely share the pie, and their son's plan to seize the Great Five Elements Technique will come to nothing.
"Holy Son, please rest assured, even if Mo Chuan is blocked by that armor, I will definitely tie him to you this time!"
Mr. Xiong sent another message to Qian Tieming and reassured him again and again.
The next second.
The space ring on his finger flickered, and a mysterious talisman with dense patterns flew out of the space ring and landed in his palm.
Holding this mysterious talisman tightly, Mr. Xiong looked at Mo Chuan, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and said in a deep voice:
"Mo Chuan, you must be very proud of yourself at this moment, right?"
"After all, you just used your Mysterious Immortal appearance to hurt this great Immortal. If this were to spread, I'm afraid it would shock some of the big guys in the Immortal World."
Hearing this, Mo Chuan's expression did not change, and he did not show any pride or pride. He was still so calm. He glanced at the sneer-faced Old Xiong, shook his head, and said lightly:
"Old guy, you think too much."
"I have said it more than once before, is Taixian very powerful? Of course it is rubbish!"
"Then, why am I so proud of hurting a piece of garbage?"
"It's like, do mortals feel any sense of accomplishment just because they can crush a tiny ant?!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around him.
Zhu Caixuan looked at Mo Chuan, with a hint of resentment in her beautiful eyes.
This guy really plans to go crazy all the way to the end.
Before, I just didn't take Taixian seriously.
Now, he actually bluntly said that Taixian is trash...
Grandma Hu's expression was very ugly, although Mo Chuan's words were in response to Mr. Xiong, not to her.
However, like Mr. Xiong, she is also an immortal!
Mo Chuan said that Mr. Xiong, the immortal, is rubbish, which is equivalent to saying that she, Grandma Hu, is a piece of rubbish.
"Hmph, this guy is really crazy to the point of being crazy..." Grandma Hu, who had originally praised Mo Chuan because Mo Chuan hurt Mr. Xiong, could not help but fall down at this moment.
And the one who is most angry now is naturally the person involved, Mr. Xiong.
He stared at Mo Chuan, the coldness in his eyes even stronger than before.
Mo Chuan's words were undoubtedly calling him trash.
He even regarded him as the weakest ant under the feet of mortals!
Just as he was burning with anger, the angry look on Old Xiong's face suddenly disappeared. Then, a trace of sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Mo Chuan and said:
"Mo Chuan, you seem to be too proud to say these things!"
"But..." Old Xiong changed his voice and said coldly: "You have to know that you were able to hurt me just now, not because of your own strength, but because my true energy is not enough to support the continuation of the sword light prison.
Go down, it’s me who suffered the backlash of my own killing move!”
"In terms of true strength, how dare you, a little immortal, treat me like trash?!"
"The one who deserves to be treated as trash the most... is you!"
As he said that, Mr. Xiong stared at Mo Chuan, with a sneer on his face, and crushed the mysterious talisman in his hand.