Chapter 2420

"Shenzhu old son, do you think Han Yuan will win this arena battle, or will this disciple win?"

On the void of the challenge arena, the old man of ancient books looked at the two people who were fighting, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Han Yuan will not be the final winner!"

"This disciple's martial arts heart is very stable, and this person is still the same as Mo Wentian. He is the descendant of that person, but his blood power is not one tenth of Mo Wentian's legendary figure!"

"But even so, this person's talent and strength are definitely beyond Han yuan!"

A faint light flashed in the old man's eyes and lowered his voice.

As for the disciple who fought with Han Yuan, the elder Shenzhu has long known that this person is mo Qiu, and this person also has the power of that person's blood.

It's just that this person's blood power is not the same level as Mo Wentian, but even so, this person's talent strength is also very strong.

When the elder Shenzhu noticed this person, he planned to focus on training this person.

After all, the future of God's heaven is only a temporary ruler to be handed over to them.

"Shenzhu old son, do you say that this person has the power of that person's blood?"

"Do you mean that this person, like Mo Wentian, is the descendant of that person?"

Listening to the words of the old man Shenzhu, the eyes of the old man in ancient books raised a touch of awe, almost subconsciously blurted out.

"That's right!"

"His name is mo Qiu. Although his cultivation is only the perfection of the Heavenly Emperor, his strength can be comparable to the early days of the heavenly sage!"

"What's more, Mo Qiu's martial arts heart is very stable. To cultivate this person's strength is absolutely not weak. It's only a matter of time before he surpasses you and me!"

Old man Shenzhu looked at Mo Qiu, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

This Mo Qiu is in God's heaven. The reason why he can't attract everyone's attention is that this person focuses on martial arts wholeheartedly.

He doesn't have too much contact with other people, which is exactly in the divine heaven. Many disciples don't know who he is at all.

But it is such a person. The old man of Shenzhu pays more attention to it. The old man of Shenzhu plans to cultivate it at the moment he finds him, but he has just returned to the divine heaven, and there are too many things to deal with in time.

"Mo Qiu?"

"Cultivation is just the perfect state of the emperor of heaven, but its strength is comparable to the early days of the saint of heaven?"

"It's only a matter of time before I surpass you?"

"Old Shenzhu, it seems that this person's talent is really good. There are not many people who can get such praise from you!"

Hearing the words, the old man of ancient books paused for a moment, and then came back to his mind. Looking at the old man of Shenzhu, a light and deep voice flashed in his eyes.

"Look!"

"Han Yuan is not the final winner in this round of arena battle!"

The old man of Shenzhu sighed softly and said coldly.

"Everyone said Han Yuan was lucky. It seems that Han Yuan was unlucky!"

The old man of ancient books looked at Han Yuan, and a pity appeared in his eyes.

In fact, if Han Yuan doesn't draw number one or two against Mo Qiu, Han Yuan has a great chance of winning the quota.

But she is against Mo Qiu, which is really her bad luck.

She has lost the quota of this experience.

"Mo Qiu, Wu Chi!"

"I didn't expect you and I could match!"

At this time, Han Yuan looked at Mo Qiu opposite and said coldly.

Han Yuan still knows Mo Qiu. After all, Mo Qiu is shameless. Han Yuan doesn't like Xiao Feng's arrogant disciples, but she has a little more respect for those who are bent on pursuing martial arts.

Han Yuan is also one of the few people in God's heaven who knows Mo Qiu.

But at the moment, Han Yuan had no fear in her eyes, and a happy look rose on her face.

It seemed that she was satisfied with Mo Qiu's fight.

"Han Yuan, you and I are rivals when we stand in the arena!"

"Let's start!"

Mo Qiu looked at Han Yuan, looking extremely indifferent.

In Mo Qiu's heart, he just wanted to defeat Han Yuan quickly, and he got a place for training.

Mo Qiu had only one idea in his heart, that is to win the training quota this time and enter the divine Tianshan vein for training.

As for Han Yuan in front of him, he was not in the mood to see more.

"It seems that my prediction is wrong!"

"Miss Han Yuan lost this battle!"

At this time, under the challenge arena, Mo Qiu looked very indifferent. Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex light.

"Boss, your prediction is wrong?"

"How is this possible?"

"Elder martial sister Han Yuan's breath is stronger than Mo Qiu!"

"Elder martial sister Han Yuan must be the final winner!"

Listen to don't ask the sky, Duan Qi's eyes, a touch of impressiveness, a deep voice.

"Mo Qiu?"

"This person's name is good!"

"His strength is also very good!"

"Duan Qi, remember the emperor's words. For Tianjiao, cultivation is not the only standard to measure strength!"

The cold voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss..."

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Duan Qi opened his mouth. He wanted to say something else, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Boss, why do you say that Han Yuan won't win, but Mo Qiu will win?"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian, and a doubt rose in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"I didn't pay attention to this person, but this person answered that sentence!"

"People can't judge by appearance, and the sea can't be measured. This person's strength is not weak. Maybe if I meet this person, I'm not his opponent!"

Mo Wentian pondered for a moment, looking at Xiao Jiao, looking very serious.

"You may not be his opponent when you meet him?"

"Boss, is this person so strong?"

Hearing the words, Xiao Jiao's eyes were full of surprise, almost subconsciously blurted out.

"Although this person's cultivation is only the perfection of the emperor of heaven, his breath is not very strong!"

"But I'm sure that this person's strength can be comparable to that of the early days of Tiansheng!"

Mo Wentian's eyes, looking at Mo Qiu on the challenge arena, squinted slightly and said coldly.

"Boss, this person's strength is so strong!"

"That girl Han Yuan is really not his opponent!"

Listen to Mo Wentian's words, a flash of pure light and a deep voice flashed in Xiao Jiao's eyes.

"This person is a person who is dedicated to martial arts. If you are strong with this person, it is also very good for him to become a person in my heaven devouring world in the future!"

Suddenly, it seems that you have remembered something. Don't ask the sky, a bright and incomparable light rises in your eyes, and a dark way in your heart.

At this moment, don't ask the world whether it has made up its mind to win this person over and become the person who devours the divine world.

Don't ask heaven. His favorite is a person with a firm heart of martial arts. Don't hate it. Don't ask heaven is interested in it.

As long as he doesn't ask the person he likes, he will definitely win over.

What's more, this person's strength is not weak. Entering his heaven devouring realm will also improve his strength.

"Master Shenzhu, don't blame me!"

"This Mo Qiu, I have a crush on it!"

The next moment, thinking of the old man Shenzhu, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex light.

"Boss, I originally thought that Miss Han Yuan and you went to the Shentian mountain to experience together. At least you know each other and you can take care of them all the way!"

"But now Miss Han Yuan can't enter the experience..."

At this time, the figure of magic sky flashed and fell on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Huan Tian's eyebrows frowned tightly, and a touch of worry rose in his expression.

"Fantasy, don't worry!"

"Your boss entered Shentian mountain to practice, but there are important things to do. If I can't take care of myself, why do I enter Shentian mountain!"

Don't ask the sky and interrupt coldly before magic day finishes speaking.

Magic day is worried about him. Don't ask heaven. It's clear in his heart.