Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

After being scolded by Chu Mo, Wang Quanfu's small face turned slightly red. He was very sensible and did not want to cause trouble to the royal family.

Even ... even, he really wants to go out and see what this world is like.

Just this time, think about it for yourself.

Somehow, there was such an idea in Wang Quanfu's head.

"Follow the master's arrangement."

"Let's go." Chu Mo smiled slightly, and then walked out of the city along the road, not hiding.

At the gate of the city, King Power Baye wore a dark robe, embroidered with golden flying birds, and hung a superb fairy sword on his waist.

But it is also a good sword enough to make everyone envious.

At this time, the gate of the city was full of people, and behind the hegemony, there were fewer than three or four hundred people.

They are the first generation of the royal family, the second generation of disciples, and several elders resident in the royal village.

What a joke? Since the birth, the Daomen soldiers who have not left their homes have to go out?

A magic soldier can only be reassured if it is held in his own hands.

"Hehe ... There are so many people who come to send us." Chu Mo walked ahead and saw the situation in the distance.

His face did not change at all, but he was a little frivolous. To be honest, these people couldn't get into his eyes.

Native chickens and dogs, it doesn't matter how much they come.

However, the rich and powerful king behind Chu Mo was a little scared. Soldiers, soldiers, even if they are soldiers.

He is also a soldier of only twelve years old. This is his first time facing his father.

Rebel against your father.

"Brother Chu, what are you doing?" The king power hegemony was clear in his heart, but he pretended to be puzzled, and greeted him.

But the tone has already hinted clearly, this is his bottom line.

Taoist soldiers must never leave King Power Villa.

"The house is too small. I can't teach what I should teach. I can't take riches out for three days."

Chu Mo asked faintly, his stunned eyes, the staring king power trembling in his heart.

God knows how this young guy looks like this cannibalistic look.

King Power has not spoken yet.

Already, the Joker jumped out and was a middle-aged elder outside the door.

Named Wang Quan Xiangrong.

"I don't know the manners of the boy, the head of the family held up the position of the leader of the League of Dao.

"Wang Quan Fu Gui is a member of my Wang Quan family. Even if you are his master, if you want to take him away, take him away."

"Your Excellency, is it too much to take my king's house into your eyes?"

Wang Quanxiang Rong said in a cold voice, because he was eager to show himself in front of the royal power, and quietly patted a flatter.

Although the tone is a bit inappropriate, it seems too overbearing.

But this is indeed the meaning of the king's disciples, so no one has come out to refute.

"You seem to have made a mistake?"

Chu Mo's mouth twitched slightly, leapfrogging the king's hegemony, and the speed was so fast that no one responded.

Facing Wang Quanxiang Rong, his eyes were facing each other, and he affixed to Wang Quanxiang Rong's ear and said softly.

"When did I say that, your royal family, can you enter this seat?"

"Boom ~"

When the words fell, Chu Mo gently patted Wang Quan Xiangrong's shoulders.

In an instant, the eleven Daomen gates suddenly lit up and flickered.

The pulse burning technique was instantly released, igniting the meridian of the royal power, and became extremely terrifying.

Each meridian floats on the skin, glowing like magma, rolling and tearing.

"Ah! Demon, demon, what did you do to me!"

"Uh!"

"Uh!"

"Uh!"

An immortal sword was pulled out in an instant, and at the moment Chu Mo started, hundreds of Taoists were ready to take action.

Even the king's hegemony flashed a trace of imperceptible anger in his eyes. It is estimated that in his heart, he had already tried to kill Chu Mo hundreds of times.

"Brother Chu, you are over. This is a member of my royal family. Even if your mouth is not clean, it is not your turn."

King Power's voice was low and domineering, "You have to explain this to me?"

He didn't want to offend Chu Mo, because the latter is of extraordinary strength, but if the face of the royal family has already been involved, he is not afraid!

He has the courage to become the head of this millennium family.

"what……"

The screaming was getting smaller and smaller, and the last dead body fell in front of Chu Mo. A dead-arm, still pinching Chu Mo's right foot, refused to let go!

"Humph."

Chu Mo snorted coldly, twisted his foot gently, and he was shocked, the whole body turned into powder, and floated in the air.

"Is this explanation enough?"

Chu Mo slowly started his eighty-nine Xuan Gong and turned his head to look at the king's hegemony.

"Good!"

The kingship hegemony shouted three times in a row, "Kingdom disciples listen to orders, do it!"

"Do it, borrow your three guts, who dares to do it."

Chu Mo's long voice sounded, and he waved with his hand, and the horrible pure Yangyang rose, wrapping his whole body.

Pure fire body protection state, Dacheng's pure Yangyang cheats to practice!

Looking at the blazing flames, everyone was shaking. They suddenly remembered this man, but the sword cut the kings.

There are more than a thousand corpses in the riverside!

"Guru ~"

Big eyes stared at each other, but no one shot the sword first.

"Master ... Can you be merciful?" Wang Quanfugui was anxious and couldn't help pleading.

Yes, in his eyes, his master will never lose.

Because even if he himself, holding the sword of king power, he can be sure to break out of the king power villa at the cost of injury.

Even if he was 12 years old, it was not his heyday, but he actually had the strength to leave, but he hasn't done so.

The king's hegemonic demeanor twitched.

It hasn't been started yet, and his own son began to plead for himself? Does he want to lose face?

"My royal family are all greedy for life and death !?"

Seeing that no one had shot yet, the kingship hegemony was irritable, and there was a bit of anger in his voice.

"Knot Sword Formation, Royal Immortal Sword, come out!"

Finally, an elder who was still more prestigious came forward. With a shout, the rest of them seemed to have found the backbone of the heart.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

…………

An immortal sword glanced towards the sky.

Hundreds of fairy swords wrapped Chu Mo. Above the fairy swords, a faint light appeared, either thick or light.

"Final Seal!"

Hundred Taoist priests formed a seal of dignity, with a complex look, full of murderous intent.

The young man in front of him slapped the face of the royal family and slapped them!

"kill!"

A murderous voice sounded like thunder.

Immortal swords become like heavy rain, and fall one after another. The power of each immortal sword is enough to kill a century-old monster.

But at this moment, the power of the sword rain, the demon king should avoid its sharp edge.

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