Chapter 642: Rebound - Twelve-Layered Golden Dao Rune Turnta
ur son! I just made the phone call too!"When everyone in the Baiyun Merchant Guild heard this, their expressions changed slightly, and they all turned their gazes to Lin Feng.When they saw that the sp...Lin Feng frowned when he heard this.
Of course, I know who Molly meant by "son"!
He didn't have any friends in the Demon God Clan, Moli was one, and Moye could be considered as well.
And during the cultivation process these days.
Two people often come to see him,
Coming and going, Molly and Moye had become much more familiar with each other.
Especially after hearing that Mo Ye was willing to be Lin Feng's son,
Her attitude was even more enthusiastic!
What's going on
Lin Feng asked.
These days, Mo Ye and I often come to find you. We've been noticed by some people with bad intentions! So someone started causing trouble for us. When things got out of hand, Mo Ye told me to leave first... I saw him stopped by two cultivators at the Great Ascension stage.
Moly's expression was urgent, and she spoke quickly.
"Two Mahayana cultivators Who are they"
Lin Feng asked.
Molly hesitated for a moment, then said:
"He seems to be a cultivator from the spirit realm."
"The spirit world That must be the Zhang family people! Come, let's go take a look…"
Lin Feng walked outside while talking.
These days,
Although he was in seclusion, consolidating his cultivation, he was also keeping an eye on the outside situation.
The ice and snow trials are about to begin.
Many talented and powerful individuals have also arrived from outside.
Among them was the Zhang family, whom he had offended.
He had always been puzzled why the Zhang family hadn't come to seek revenge from him, but now he realized they were playing the same game.
……
On the other side.
On the training ground of the Demon God Clan, quite a number of people had already gathered.
In the center of the square.
Mo Ye's mouth was bleeding, his clothes were ragged, and his expression was rather disheveled.
Before him stood a gray-robed old man.
The old man looked at Mo Ye with arrogance and disdain, as if he were looking at a piece of trash!
"The Three Generations Ancestors of the Demon Gods That's all"
The gray-robed elder, with his hands clasped behind his back, said disdainfully.
As soon as these words were spoken,
All eyes in the audience shifted, faces betraying a hint of change.
Some members of the Demon God Clan even had cold light in their eyes, and an ominous aura emanated from them.
The gray-robed elder defeated Demon Night, they wouldn't mind this, after all, it was a fair fight. Their strength was inferior, but saying that just now had some insult to the demon gods!
The gray-robed elder seemed to also know that his words just now were ambiguous, and he explained with a smile:
"I mean, this Demon Night is so weak! It's a disgrace to the identity of the three ancestors of the Demon God clan! Of course, this is understandable too! If he were even a little stronger, he wouldn't have acknowledged such trash as his father, haha..."
"You... shut up!"
Mo Ye coldly said.
"What Am I wrong You're letting a kid in his twenties be your father, don't think we all know about it Haha..."
The gray-robed old man laughed heartily and then continued:
“Of course! As a foreigner, I don't mind these things, but your Demon God clan is a bit embarrassing. Three generations of ancient ancestors, calling someone father Then how will the other members of your Demon God clan address Lin Feng Should they call him ancestor”
Upon hearing these words,
Some of the powerful foreigners in the arena couldn't help but chuckle.
The demonkind were flushed red with shame, their faces burning with humiliation. They wished they could rush forward and kill Mo Ye...
The magic night speaks not.
He recognizes Lam Fung as his father.
It's all planned out!
He's on the defensive now because he doesn't know how this got out.
"Stop talking nonsense! My business is none of your concern!"
Mo Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cast a powerful spell, attacking the gray-robed elder.
"
Trivial tricks!
"
The gray-robed elder sneered loudly, his sleeves waving lightly,
Countless talismans flew out, flashing with brilliant light. They formed a twelve-layered golden talisman disk in front of him, repelling all of Mo Ye's attacks!
"Bang!"
Moye was blown back by his own attack and crashed to the ground with a thud. He felt intense pain all over his body, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Here we go again!"
What exactly is this twelve-layered golden Dao Rune disc It can actually deflect other people's attacks!
"The ancient demon, Mo Ye, and he had almost the same cultivation level. He was completely defeated!"
The crowd in the arena watched, their faces grim. There was a buzz of hushed conversation.
An old antique whispered:
"Nor can we say they aren't opponents, in fact, the two are evenly matched. Old Master Zhang mainly relies on this roulette wheel! If we could decipher this technique, it would be over!"
…….
Mo Ye gritted his teeth, endured the agonizing pain and struggled to get up from the ground.
He naturally knows the current situation!
The key is that he hit a wall several times in a row, and still couldn't figure out the opponent's bottom line!
"No need to struggle, you are no match for me. Kneel down and beg for mercy, and I might consider sparing your life!"
Zhang, the elder, said arrogantly.
"Get out!"
Mo Ye coldly replied.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Jia, the elder, suddenly arrived before Mo Ye and struck out with a palm.
Mo Ye was already severely injured, and in a hurry he fought back, but he couldn't resist at all. He was once again beaten to the ground.
"You're out of line! Today, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Zhangjia the elder stepped heavily on Moye's chest with one foot!
"Click!"
His ribcage cracked with a sickening sound, blood continuously trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"You, a piece of trash, dare to claim you're the third ancestor of the Demon God Clan"
Zhang's elder stepped on Mo Ye's face, laughing mockingly.
Mo Ye's body trembled slightly, his face contorted in pain.
And when he saw such a sight,
Some people sneered, some gloated, and others felt their hearts skip a beat.
This must be a cultivator of the Mahayana stage!
Now, to be trampled under Zhang's elder's feet is like being a mere ant, subjected to wanton abuse!
If it was before,
Some of the Demon Gods seeing their ancient ancestor being humiliated like this would definitely step in to stop it!
Unfortunately
Mo Ye shouldn't have, absolutely shouldn't have, flirted with Lin Feng. This caused too much backlash!
……n blood... quite terrifying!""Fate to meet a real dragon"Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.According to sporadic ancient texts,The true dragon, a mythical creature, was born in the early prehistoric period a...