Suddenly, a golden fire burst out from the palm of his hand.
It¡¯s the Holy Spirit Fire!
"Thisis this the Holy Spirit Fire?"
Not far away, when the old man saw this scene, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Holy Spirit Fire!
Not even him.
At this moment, the little golden dragon was absorbing the Holy Spirit Fire. Suddenly, there was a golden fire on the little golden dragon.
The breath is extremely strong.
"Hurry up and practice!"
The old man thought of something. He looked at the undead monks below and saw that these people were in a daze. He suddenly said angrily.
"You should also practice quickly!"
"Me?" When Xiao Wu heard this, he froze on the spot.
"If what I think is right, that senior will probably choose a leader for our undead tribe! This time, it is very likely that a monk will give birth to the legendary immortal blood!
Although the difference between immortal blood and immortal blood is only one word.
But the difference between one word and one word is as big as heaven and earth.
Very scary!
When Xiao Wu heard this, his eyes flickered. The next moment, he quickly sat cross-legged and practiced crazily.
Not only him, but all the undead monks around him also sat down and started practicing.
Looking at these people, Mo Fan couldn't help but glance at Long Er and said: "Long Er, look at how diligent they are!"
Even though he was a monk, Long Er was too lazy, not diligent at all, and just muddle along.
When Long Er heard this, he was stunned.
this¡¡
What should I say?
Cultivation is of no use!
Since joining his master, Long Er has discovered that practicing is of no use at all. He might as well play chess and eat with his master more!
"I'm Liu Tian!"
At this moment, the old man walked over again, with a smile on his face. He looked up at Mo Fan and said, "I wonder what you call me?"
"Mo Fan!"
Mo Fan looked at the old man and said slowly.
"It turns out to be Mr. Mo! Who does Mr. Mo think he likes the most among the younger generation of our clan?"
The old man touched his snow-white goatee, looked at Mo Fan, and asked.
When Mo Fan heard this, he was stunned, then shook his head and said: "Old sir, I don't know anything about your tribe!"
As soon as these words came out.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then he reacted immediately, took out a piece of information and handed it to Mo Fan.
"Master Mo, these are the younger generation of our clan! There are more than a hundred people in total!"
The old man said slowly.
¡°Old sir, do you want to find a successor?¡±
Mo Fan was stunned when he heard this, then looked at the old man and asked.
"right!"
The old man nodded solemnly. He actually wanted to see who the senior would choose to obtain the blood of the Immortal God!
"However, the senior did not say it clearly.
It seems that senior doesn¡¯t want to expose his identity, right?
Maybe it¡¯s because the senior is such a person?
The old man thought secretly, he admired the senior more and more.
"yes!"
The old man looked at Mo Fan, nodded heavily and said.
¡°I think it¡¯s better to do this! Let¡¯s conduct the assessment!¡±
Mo Fan thought of something, looked at the old man, and said slowly.
"Conduct an assessment?"
As soon as these words came out, Liu Tian¡¯s eyes flashed brightly.
yes!
The seniors don¡¯t understand the younger generation of monks from the undead tribe at all.
How can we determine who will get the immortal blood?
Seniors definitely want to investigate!
With this in mind, he immediately asked these disciples to stop practicing and conduct an assessment!
Of course, this assessment cannot be taken casually. After all, this is for the seniors to see!
Liu Tian decided immediately.
Three days later, the assessment will be conducted!
And, he informed Mo Fan of this decision.
Mo Fan is very interested in this.
This is an internal assessment battle among the undead.
"Master Mo, I will call you personally when the time comes!"
Liu Tian looked at Mo Fan and said with a smile.
"good!"
Mo Fan nodded slightly and said.
Next, Liu Tian personally took Mo Fan to stay.
Mo Fan said: "Just give me an open space!"
"good!"
Liu Tian nodded, and under his leadership, Mo Fan and others appeared in a city.
There is an open space in this city.
"Mr. Mo, do you think this is okay?" Although Liu Tian was curious about why the senior chose an open space, he didn't ask any more questions.
"absolutely okay!"
Mo Fan looked at the open space in front of him. Behind the open space was a huge mountain range, surrounded by birds and flowers. It was extremely comfortable.
He clicked on the system.
Suddenly, the villa appeared directly in front.
Seeing this scene, Liu Tian widened his eyes and looked at Mo Fan, saying: "Master Mo, your method is too terrifying!"
¡°What kind of tricks am I doing!¡± Mo Fan shook his head and said.
This is not a means?
Hearing this, Liu Tian¡¯s eyes widened again, and a look of shock appeared on his face.
I can only say that the senior in front of me is too humble!
In this way, Mo Fan, Qing Qing and others lived here.
These days.
The scholar, Li Yujian, and the human king Su Wu were walking on the streets.
this day.
A figure suddenly shot towards this side, like a bright sword light, very fast.
Not long after.
His figure appeared between heaven and earth.
At this moment, his voice resounded.
"Here comes Tianshang from the Tianling Clan! Come here to challenge the undead disciples!"
"I still hope to fight!"
As his voice fell.
Suddenly, a voice sounded from below.
"I will fight with you!"
As soon as the voice fell, a figure suddenly shot towards the void.
This is a blond man.
He is a disciple of the undead, and he is very famous among the undead.
boom! boom!
Suddenly, two figures quickly started fighting in the void.
"Brother Li!"
At this moment, the scholar holding an ancient book in his right hand raised his head, looked at this scene, smiled slightly, looked at Li Yujian, and asked: "Who do you think can win among these two?"
"Of course it's the blond man. After all, he is the one who was blessed by the seniors!"
Next to him, Li Yujian, who had a pair of chopsticks on his waist, said lightly.
"I think so!" Su Wu nodded.
as expected.
In the void.
Less than ten rounds.
The blond man has already defeated the opponent!
Three days later.
The competition between the younger generation of the undead has begun.
On the high platform.
Mo Fan and others sat on the throne and looked down.
There is a ring below.
At this moment, on the stage.
A blond man is fighting his opponent.
Those monks are no match for him.
At this moment, high in the sky, the blazing sun of creation is still hanging high, blooming with bright golden light.
These days.
The monks of the undead tribe are all practicing diligently.
It can be said that the overall strength of the entire undead clan has been greatly improved.
Liu Tian knew that all this was because of the existence of his seniors.
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