Perfect World

"Youyu is coming?" Many people were moved, because this is the first young genius of the Celestial Race, a true first generation, with extraordinary talent.

Moreover, you must know that the Celestial Clan was once the supreme royal family. It is unimaginable how powerful the first generation born in such an ancient court was!

The most important thing is that he has merged with the Destiny Stone, which means he is transcendent again, enough to look down on his contemporaries!

"Yes, Senior Brother Youyu should be here." Kun Mo said, with a faint smile on his face, a little reserved. After all, Youyu's name is famous in all directions, and the geniuses of all the teachings will change their expressions when they hear this.

As a descendant of the royal family, fused with the Destiny Stone, and himself a "first generation", many people speculate that Youyu's future achievements will probably surpass those of the six ancient celestial beings!

One day, this is very likely to be one of the taboo figures who dominate the ups and downs of the upper world!

"Brother Youyu, you are amazingly talented and beautiful. I have heard about it for a long time. It would be a great honor to see him." Some people complimented him and were very optimistic about the genius of the Celestial Race.

"Yes, I heard that Brother Youyu has initially evolved his own unique treasure technique, and his talent is astonishing. I must ask him for advice when the time comes." Someone agreed.

Others also nodded and praised.

"I heard that the aristocratic daughter Yun Xi has a peerless beauty and is as beautiful as a flower. Now she has merged with the Destiny Stone and risen to great power. The Celestial Race is really full of outstanding people." Another person said.

Whether it is the Hydra clan or Xianyue Ancient Cave, they are all considered top powers, but they still have a sense of awe for the royal family of the past.

"Everyone, you should believe that Senior Brother Youyu's beauty is enough to suppress the so-called youth shortage, right?" Kun Mo said. He always felt that when he was questioned by Qingyi just now, he was not confident enough in his response. Now he is asking this question again. , full of confidence.

Many people agreed and nodded in agreement. Youyu's reputation was so great that many people were afraid of him.

However, there are also some people who smile meaningfully at the corners of their mouths and do not express their opinions. They have heard the secret, and the absurdity is not simple!

Yuechan smiled lightly, Qingli came out of the dust, and said: "I hope to be more famous when we meet."

"Who are you?" Kun Mo asked, very dissatisfied with this woman for questioning him many times.

"She is my junior sister Qingyi." At this moment, Feng Wu spoke. She was wearing a golden dress, elegant and spiritual, and she also had a strong self-confidence.

As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone paid great attention to it, because this was the number one prodigy of Tianxian Academy who was chosen as the heir. Not only was she incredibly powerful, she would also be the controller of the academy in the future.

"Well, Junior Sister Feng Wu was once invited to enter the Yuantian Secret Realm. She must have some knowledge about the young Demon King Huang, and she has the best say. How is he, strong or not?"

Someone asked, although it was careless and casual, but he was obviously questioning the Celestial Tribe's statement.

When other people heard this, they also paid attention and wanted to know what happened.

"I have never fought against him." Feng Wu said. She is very stable here because she wants to set an example. She was not like this when she fought with Shi Hao in the Bronze Bird Altar.

When Kun Mo heard this, a smile appeared on his face and he said: "As I said, this person has a false reputation. If Junior Sister Feng Wu takes action, he will be able to suppress him easily."

Feng Wu glanced at him and said: "I know his achievements. He killed Mingzi, chopped the Sun God Vine, and even stewed the leaders of the Zijin Zhenju Clan in a cauldron and ate them directly."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Kun Mo's face froze, which was equivalent to a big slap in the face.

You must know that the three creatures mentioned by Feng Wu were all the first generation, and they all died of hatred. This kind of record is enough to prove that Huang has unparalleled combat power.

Many people showed strange expressions and looked at Kun Mo, feeling embarrassed for him. This was really embarrassing.

"Senior Sister Feng Wu is just telling the truth. Besides, haven't there been rumors about these things for a long time?" Qingyi, the incarnation of Yuechan, said calmly.

"Everyone, that's it. I'm going to retreat." Feng Wu stood up, nodded and smiled at Qingyi, and then left.

Everyone stood up, knowing that she was a famous first generation, and now she was studying the Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal. Time was precious, and she wanted to win the decisive battle between the geniuses of the Three Thousand States!

Although the remaining elites of various religions have not dispersed yet, they are all lacking in conversation.

Suddenly, there was some commotion in the academy, and even the many strong men in the hall felt it, and couldn't help showing strange expressions.

"what happened?"

"A disciple from the Little Poshan Sect injured some senior brothers in the academy."

Soon, people generally understood what happened, and they became interested for a while and walked outside to learn more.

"Who is this person? He dares to provoke Tianxian Academy. What does he think of this place? Do he look down on this ancient orthodoxy?" Kun Mo said.

He had a faint smile on his face. He was very embarrassed when he was questioned in the hall just now. It was rare for something like this to happen now, so he was a bit mocking and gloating.

Soon, he stopped laughing because although a group of people were injured, they could still stand. Only one person from the Celestial Clan was carried back with broken bones and tendons and all his teeth.

"Who did this!?" He couldn't help but ask.

The Celestial Race has a population of hundreds of millions. Some of their disciples have gone to other great sects to practice outside, but they are of the same lineage at heart, and many of them will return to the clan after completing their studies.

Someone spoke and briefly mentioned a few words. The disciple from the Celestial Clan was even more sad and told Kun Mo that the man saw that he was from the Celestial Clan and took special care of him.

"A disciple from a small sect dares to do this and provoke our Celestial Race. Doesn't he want to live?!" Kun Mo said with a gloomy face. As one of the big clans in the upper world, all parties generally dare not target them.

He was very unhappy in the palace just now, and now he encountered such a thing again. He felt angry and said: "Where is he? I'll go to that sect to ask for an explanation!"

Kun Mo has this kind of self-confidence. After all, he has a good reputation. As one of the six heroes of the Celestial Race, if he joins a small sect, he believes that even the elders of the clan are stronger than him. He will have to weigh it before welcoming him with a smile. , after all, he represents the Celestial Race.

The elites of other religions all showed strange expressions. They knew that if Kun Mo wanted to use his power to suppress others, he would probably make that small sect hand over the murderer.

"Senior brother... that person is very extraordinary." The seriously injured monk from the Celestial Race looked as white as snow and was covered in cold sweat, trying to explain.

However, he immediately passed out and could not say more.

Yuechan's face was calm. In fact, she just brushed her face calmly, which made this person take his breath away.

"Who can tell me where that small sect is? I'm going to visit you!" Kun Mo said coldly, looking at the other injured disciples of Tianxian Academy.

He is afraid of Feng Wu, but he is very confident about these people. The Tianren clan is one of the strongest traditions. As one of the six heroes of the clan, he should look down on many strong men of his generation.

Some people wanted to explain in detail, but they secretly heard Yue Chan's message and immediately shut up.

It must be said that although Yue Chan's incarnation of Ripple did not reveal her truly flawless appearance, she was still a beauty on the list of stunning beauties. She was extremely popular in the academy and everyone supported her.

"Senior brother, I will take you there!" Those people did not explain the specialness of the small sect, but directly patted their chests and wanted to take Kun Mo on the road.

Even the elites from major religions such as the Hydra Clan, Yin Yang Academy, and Sheng Yu Clan are also interested in seeing how Kun Mo exerts his power and suppresses that small sect.

"Lead the way!" Kun Mo said, his voice was low and domineering.

The injured man nodded and immediately led the way, preparing to take him to the dilapidated dojo in the distance. This was naturally Yuechan's instruction.

The elite geniuses from Xieyue Ancient Cave, Shenya Academy and other places have actually come quite a lot. It was originally an exchange between the academies, but now they all go together.

Except for the people from Tianxian Academy, the other sects still don’t know what happened to the broken mountain gate.

Outside the crowd, Yuechan smiled lightly and said nothing.

On the way, Kun Mo had a sinister look in his eyes. He had already thought of his words. After he left, he directly slapped a big hat on the sect and asked the sect to hand over people to use the power of the Celestial Race to oppress them.

In his opinion, the Celestial Race is not as good as before and has withdrawn from the royal family, but it is far from being provoked by an ordinary sect, let alone a small sect.

"The road is covered with grass. It's too desolate. It seems that this orthodoxy is in decline. It's probably not a strong foundation." said an elite disciple of Yin Yang Academy.

"Yes, it has been in decline for thousands of years, and the inheritance has almost ceased. Only recently has the best one emerged." An injured senior brother from Tianxian Academy replied.

When Kun Mo heard this, he became even more angry. This place is not even as good as ordinary small sects. How dare such a broken sect dare to hurt the children of the Celestial Race? It really made him furious.

People from other major sects were also surprised that this sect was really weak.

Later, people believed that this sect must have declined into disgrace, because the mountain roads were rugged and covered with weeds and thorns. Wherever there was any sect appearance, it was clearly a wilderness.

"We're almost there, right in front." People from Tianxian Academy led the way.

Kun Mo became angrier as he walked, his face sinking like water. What kind of broken place is this? It is a great shame and humiliation for a clan member to be harmed by such a small sect!

We finally arrived. At the mountain gate, a broken archway was still half standing. As for other places, rubble was everywhere and wormwood was growing.

Is this still a sect? It's clearly a relic, a ruin!

Everyone was speechless for a while.

What they saw was of course a real scene, completely different from the grand and magnificent scenes that Shi Hao had seen.

Kun Mo immediately became angry. If today's incident were to spread, it would really be a joke. Is this the sect he founded to investigate?

He regretted it very much. He really shouldn't have come. This place was too shabby and it was not worth coming here in person. He shouted: "But there is someone here, get out of here!"

The other big sect members wanted to laugh, but were embarrassed, so they held it back.

Only the people in Tianxian Academy were very nervous and did not dare to relax at all. They were ready to fight.

Behind the wormwood, on a large bluestone, Shi Hao appeared with a dark face. He was very unhappy because he had been scolded by Qi Daolin just now.

"What are you yelling about? Get out of here!" He said angrily.

When Kun Mo heard this, his lungs were about to burst with anger. It was really unbearable for a young man to walk out of this shabby place and talk to him like this.

"Boy, do you know who you are talking to? Go and call your elder. I have something to tell him!" Kun Mohan said in a cold voice.

Although he was very angry, he was concerned about the fact that there were people from various religions behind him, so he did not want to go too far. He was very confident and looked down at Shi Hao with a condescending attitude, and gave this order.

Shi Hao's face turned even darker. He was forced by the old man to carry a mountain on his back and run wildly. He was almost exhausted. He was still not clean when he came back. How could he tolerate someone talking to him like this?

In fact, there was one thing he hadn't noticed yet. This was a strong man from the Celestial Race. Because he was similar to the Human Race, he ignored it this time.

Otherwise, his face would be darker.

Even so, Shi Hao forced him over.

"Why don't you hurry up and find your elders? Didn't you hear? Are you deaf? I have something to say to him!" Kun Mo scolded, as if a holy envoy was coming, looking high and high.

In the back, geniuses from all disciplines were watching the show.

Only the people from Tianxian Academy had strange expressions, their hairs were standing on end. They held their breath and were very nervous. However, they had received a message from Qingyi, so they couldn't say much or remind them.

"boom!"

The dark-faced Shi Hao took action, so quickly that it shocked people and made their souls tremble. He combined the Kunpeng Technique with the Shuchichishin Great Divine Power, like floating light.

Moreover, there is a monstrous blood energy emanating from him, like a prehistoric beast coming out of the gate, brave and invincible.

Kun Mo's pupils shrank sharply. He was a master and very powerful, but now he found that he had been careless and had been tricked. He was imprisoned by an inexplicable field and could not move.

Shi Hao used the only hole in the sky, but it was very hidden. After immobilizing him, he immediately restrained himself.

"You...let go!" Kun Mo could move, but he couldn't break free. He moved his hands and feet together, and bone inscriptions burst out, trying to shock Shi Hao to death, but it was ineffective.

"boom!"

Like throwing a rag doll, Shi Hao grabbed his ankle bone and slapped him to the ground. The ground cracked open and rocks flew into the air.

Kun Mo groaned, this was too humiliating. The opponent didn't use magic, but just used brute force to beat him.

"boom!"

Shi Hao treated him like a scarecrow and threw him around, almost causing Kun Mo to fall apart. His bones were broken in many places. Then he picked him up again and punched him with several punches, leaving him with all his teeth missing, his eyes black and swollen, and his nose broken. Collapsed, howling miserably.

Next to them, all the geniuses from all the teachings were dumbfounded. They were all speechless, and then swallowed hard. They couldn't believe it all.

You know, this is one of the six heroes of the Celestial Race, but he was beaten into a human shape like a doll, using only brute force.

This really scared a lot of people!

"Who is this guy?" Shi Hao threw the inhuman Kun Mo to the ground and asked the people at Tianxian Academy.

A group of people were in a daze. This was too violent. They only asked now?

Kun Mo's whole body was in severe pain, and he almost fainted from shame and anger. It was so humiliating that a great hero from the Celestial Race was not in the eyes of a disciple of a small sect. He only asked casually after beating him.

"Do you know who I am and what clan I come from?!" He said loudly, his voice trembling with anger and enduring severe pain.

"Which clan are you from?" Shi Hao asked with a dark face.

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