Peerless God Lord

Everyone's eyes were burning, staring unblinkingly at the Mo Lang who fell on the ground and was still shaking on the battlefield.

Everyone was confused, and their faces were full of confusion!

it's over?

Is this the end?

Mo Lang lost? Defeated in seconds?

Everyone was stunned, and no one could react. It all happened too fast!

Before the battle even started, Mo Lang, who was believed to be victorious, just fell down.

The entire martial arts arena was filled with deathly silence, you could hear a needle drop, and everyone stopped breathing.

After more than a dozen breaths had passed, the entire martial arts arena was completely boiling, and a sky-high wave swept across the nine days.

"Oh my god, Mo Lang was defeated?"

"How is this going?"

"It's so weird. Is this the power of a fighting spirit?"

"How is this possible? At the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, Mo Lang was defeated in an instant. Isn't this terrifying?"

Noisy sounds came and went, the din was loud, and the entire martial arts arena became fiery.

Everyone was shocked. This was an ending that no one had ever expected, an unexpected ending.

Originally, everyone saw Su Mo's confidence and guessed that Su Mo might have extraordinary strength. However, even so, no one expected that his strength could be so extraordinary.

What is the concept of defeating Mo Lang in an instant with the eighth level of Martial Emperor Realm?

Even if you are a monster genius, you can't do much!

Moreover, Su Mo's ability is so weird. Is Ziwu a fighting spirit? What kind of fighting spirit is it?

At this time, the most shocked people were the disciples and elders of the Dao Sect.

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

Lu Gang had a dull look on his face, and the shock in his heart could not be greater. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the last time at the Zongwu Hall, when Su Mo said he wanted to cut out 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 wonderful expression was none other than Elder Zhenku. He was stunned at first, then full of astonishment, and finally showed a look of great joy.

Is Su Mo so powerful?

He actually made a mistake?

The Zhenku Half Saint couldn't help but think of the Zhenxian Taoist Saint. Did the other party guess the situation of the martial arts competition and asked Su Mo to come here 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 that of Yang Tiancheng, Yan Lantian and others!

With Su Mo's help, it would not be a problem for his Dao Sect to make a comeback and get a place in the top ten.

In this case, Daozong will not be embarrassed in this martial arts competition!

Some people were happy and some were worried. The faces of the Xiao Tianlang Clan all turned ugly. Mo Lang's tragic defeat made them feel ashamed.

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

"It's interesting!" You Lang grinned, but showed a hint of interest.

At this moment, not only Spirit Wolf was interested, but also Yan Lantian, Yang Tiancheng, Ling Feng, Zhuo Jianhao, Lei Yunhao and other evil figures from major forces were interested in Su Mo.

Because they didn't know how Mo Lang was defeated, what kind of attack Su Mo's purple mist used, and this weird attack method, they were very curious about.

In the northern stands. Elder Yinze tilted his head slightly, with a smile on his face. Sure enough, this boy is extraordinary, and quite extraordinary.

To be able to defeat Mo Lang with a cultivation level of the eighth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, one can be regarded as a top monster.

"Sister Lingxuan, this person really has real abilities!" Yun Youyou, who had a beautiful face, said with a chuckle.

"This... this person is hiding too much!" Lingxuan, the woman in green, looked a little embarrassed. He thought Su Mo did this to attract Yun Youyou's attention, but he thought he was really a monster. ah!

"Indeed, his aura is ordinary, it's really hard to tell!" Yun Youyou nodded.

In fact, this was because Su Mo's profound energy was not integrated, so his aura was not very powerful, and it was difficult to tell his true strength from his appearance.

Moreover, Su Mo only used the Dream Demon War Soul, which had nothing to do with his mysterious power. His true strength was still invisible to everyone.

On the battlefield, Su Mo glanced at the fallen Mo Lang and shook his head slightly. He was too weak and vulnerable to a blow.

In the Dream Demon Space, he only tortured the other party for half an hour, and then tortured the other party to the point of collapse.

However, what made him depressed may be because his soul was damaged and his mental power was weakened. After using the Dream Demon Battle Soul, he felt very mentally exhausted.

It seems that in the next battle, the mental energy-consuming ability of the Dream Demon War Spirit will no longer be needed.

"Carry him back!"

Looking at the camp of the Howling Sirius Clan, Su Mo shouted softly and flew back to the stand.

Mo Lang has been tortured to the point of mental breakdown. He will definitely not be able to go back, so he can only have someone carry him back.

"Su Mo wins!"

At this moment, the voice of the old man in brown robes rang out. He was also stunned by the result, and he only came back to his senses now.

Uh-huh!

Su Mo landed on the stand, still next to Feng Guang. All the people from the Dao Sect focused their eyes on him, and their shock did not dissipate.

"Su Mo, you are really good at hiding your fighting power. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Feng Guang's face was full of anger, and he was also complaining in his heart.

It's really infuriating that Su Mo secretly hides his strength without telling him.

"Would you believe me if I told you earlier?" Su Mo chuckled.

"Uh~~!" Feng Guang shut his mouth immediately. It was true. If Su Mo had told him earlier, he wouldn't believe it.

"Su Mo, it seems that the Zhenxian Saint Elder has already considered it before asking you to come!" The gloom on the Zhenku Half Saint's face was wiped away, revealing a faint smile.

Su Mo defeated Mo Lang instantly, which saved Dao Zong a lot of face, and he was naturally happy.

At this time, Elder Zhenku could not help but feel a sense of expectation. Su Mo's attack method was strange and unpredictable. How powerful was it? Can you compete with evil characters such as Yan Lantian and Yang Tiancheng?

"Yes!" Su Mo nodded without explaining too much. He came here on his own and was not specially arranged by the True Sage Taoist Saint.

"Very good. Next, I hope you can strive to be among the top ten and get good results!" Zhenku Half Saint seemed to have forgotten the previous unpleasantness and smiled warmly.

"Yes, I will!" Su Mo nodded again. He wanted to say that his goal was to be number one, but he was afraid that Elder Zhenku wouldn't believe it, so he didn't say it.

Let's keep going in cycles. His strength will be thoroughly proven in battle after battle.

At this time, Mo Lang had been carried back by the people of the Howling Heavenly Wolf Clan. The elders of the Howling Heavenly Wolf Clan immediately changed their expressions upon inspection.

Because Mo Lang's spirit and soul suffered a huge trauma, which was quite serious, it is estimated that he will not be able to recover at will within a year.