Well!
Since you don’t show up, force the other party to show up.
As soon as Heishi made a move, a huge energy, like a mountain of heaven, crushed Mo Ling’s body, making Mo Ling unable to move and resist.
The space seemed to be frozen, and an invisible big hand seemed to be formed by the condensation of air, and it grabbed it down.
Mo Ling’s eyes widened with anger!
If you say you’re not afraid, that’s a lie.
His strength, in front of Hei Gui, is like an ant facing a tiger and leopard, with no power to resist, and can only be slaughtered.
His heart was trembling, his face was pale, and the source power in his body was completely confused.
At this moment, countless elders and disciples in Yuntian Sect were also paying attention.
In everyone’s heart, there are fears and expectations.
Fearing the mighty strength and majesty of Heigui and Xuezhen, and looking forward to the appearance of Mo Ling’s master to resist these two elite clan overlords.
They were looking forward to seeing with their own eyes what Mo Ling’s master looked like and what kind of strength he was.
First Elder Xue Wenzhuo, Second Elder Fu Lun, disciples Fan Ning, Fan Changfeng and others hid in their residences, trembling, but they were also paying attention with their spiritual sense.
Even Tianlunzi, the suzerain who was retreating in the back mountain, was watching nervously.
At this moment, although Xuezhen didn’t make a move, she paid close attention to it.
Because this is a trial.
If the mysterious person behind Mo Ling doesn’t show up, it means that the other party is timid, then they can take the absolute initiative and basically deal with Yun Tianzong at will.
hum~~
Seeing that the invisible giant air hand was about to directly capture and kill Mo Ling, the movement finally appeared.
A burly figure appeared behind Mo Ling in countless breathless appearances.
This person is an old man, wearing a golden battle robe, and his hair is seven colors.
This person is none other than one of the five great elders of the Peerless God Sect, the Primordial Ancestral Dragon.
Seeing the person who appeared, Mo Ling was slightly taken aback, because this person was not Master Su Mo, nor was he any elder guest in the sect.
“Hmph! How dare such a petty skill dare to use an axe in front of my old dragon!”
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon snorted softly, and suddenly, an invisible force of sound waves spread out, and the invisible giant hand in the air disappeared instantly.
“this is……?”
The moment they saw the old man, Xuezhen and Heishi suddenly shrank their pupils and widened their eyes.
Yaozu?
A monster race that is above the blood race and two levels higher than the elves?
Xuezhen and Heishi felt a shock wave in their hearts.
Didn’t it mean that Mo Ling’s master, the mysterious strongman behind Yun Tianzong, is a member of the Wu clan?
How could it be a monster?
For a moment, the two overlords of the elite clan were completely stunned.
Treating Yaozu is completely different from treating Wuzu.
At this moment, let alone Xuezhen and Heiyu were stunned, countless elders and disciples of Yuntian Sect were also stunned.
The old man who appeared suddenly had an aura that was against the sky, and he was clearly a super strong man with a high level of Taoism. Most importantly, the aura of this old man was clearly that of an unattainable monster.
Yaozu!
Lofty and incomparably noble, it is an existence that people of the Wu clan cannot touch, or even look up to.
Everyone’s hearts are trembling.
It turned out that Mo Ling’s master was actually an incomparably noble and strong monster clan, not a member of the martial clan.