I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

In the quiet little valley where the immortal fire was being refined, there was a scorching hot air wave lingering in it, causing the rock mist in the air to become increasingly ethereal.

There was a huge rock in the valley, and a figure was sitting cross-legged on it. It was Mo Yu. Beside him stood two graceful figures.

"Cousin Mo Yu, it's already the sixth day. Is Brother Xiao Yan okay?" Xun'er looked into the cave with her beautiful eyes from time to time, and said with concern on her pretty face.

Although she had always believed in Xiao Yan, the Burning Sky Spirit Fire was an immortal-level flame after all. After such a long time, there was still no movement, so Xun'er couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"The Burning Heaven Spirit Fire is not easy to refine, so it will naturally take quite a while. Don't worry, my cousin Xiao Yan is known as the Flame Emperor. When it comes to playing with fire, I'm afraid no one in the world can match him. He will be fine."

Mo Yu was not surprised at all and said softly, "Also, I feel that cousin Xiao Yan's aura is becoming more and more restrained. I guess he is not far from a breakthrough."

"That's good." Hearing this, Xun'er couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then a smile appeared on her pretty face.

She knew that Xiao Yan was practicing the Burning Art. If he could devour the Burning Sky Spirit Fire, his strength would surely increase rapidly. Xun'er was also proud of this.

Just as Mo Yu was about to close his eyes and rest, a solemn look suddenly appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?" Zi Yan was also stunned when she saw Mo Yu like this, and said.

"People from the Mahagu tribe are here." Mo Yu's eyes flashed with coldness, and he slowly stood up from the ground. A faint murderous intent gradually emanated from his body.

Hearing Mo Yu's words, Zi Yan and Xun'er's expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly looked outside the valley.

Sure enough, in the distance, some black and white shadows were vaguely seen.

"You are the Lord of the Thunder Prison, Mo Yu, right?"

When Zi Yan and the other girl looked out of the valley, a faint male voice suddenly came slowly from a distance and fell into the ears of the three.

Mo Yu did not respond to this voice. A hint of coldness flashed in his silver eyes. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Since you are here, then show yourself. Hiding your head and showing your tail is probably not the style of the Maha Ancient Clan."

Shortly after Mo Yu's voice fell, the space at the entrance of the valley suddenly fluctuated slightly.

Immediately, a golden-robed man slowly appeared in the gaze of Mo Yu and the other two.

As the golden-robed figure appeared, a large sound of breaking wind was heard behind him.

A moment later, a series of black and white figures landed neatly behind the golden-robed figure. After appearing, the group of people were silent.

Faintly, a murderous aura slowly spread out, dispersing the surrounding rock gas.

When the golden-robed figure appeared, Mo Yu locked onto it immediately and said slowly, "He is indeed a powerful late-stage immortal. The ancient Maha tribe is really making a big move."

"Haha, Thunder Emperor, Flame Emperor, Martial Ancestor, it's really worth the trip to see two of the three heroes of the lower plane." The man in the golden robe smiled slightly and said.

The man in the golden robe was naturally the young patriarch of the Maha Ancient Clan, Maha Tian, ​​who had entered the Burning Sky Volcano to look for Mo Yu, Xiao Yan and his group.

At this moment, he glanced at Mo Yu above the valley, smiled slightly, and there was a sense of indifference in his voice.

"The Three Heroes of the Lower Plane?" Mo Yu was stunned upon hearing this title. He was obviously not aware that there were already some people in the world who ranked him alongside Xiao Yan and Lin Dong as the Three Heroes of the Lower Plane.

"Who are you?" Mo Yu looked at the man in the golden robe and asked.

"Hmph, you don't recognize the great man. The young patriarch is the next patriarch of my Mahagu tribe." Mahalie snorted coldly.

"The young patriarch of the Mahagu tribe, Mahatian?" Mo Yu was stunned, and then he was slightly moved.

Even he had heard of this person's reputation. In Mo Yu's memory, this person did indeed later become the patriarch of the Maha Ancient Clan, and had a considerable conflict with Mu Chen, who came from the Futu Ancient Clan.

"Why are you the only one here? Where's that guy called the Flame Emperor?" Maha Tian said with a smile, "Let him come out too. He killed someone from my Maha Ancient Clan and needs an explanation."

"I'm just afraid you don't have that ability." Mo Yu sneered, turned his head to Zi Yan and Xun Er and said in a deep voice: "You go to the cave and look after Xiao Yan."

Hearing this, Zi Yan and Xun'er hesitated for a moment, but when they thought that they would only become a burden to Mo Yu if they stayed, they had no choice but to grit their teeth, then quickly retreated and jumped into the cave.

"Oh, could it be that Xiao Yan is refining the Burning Sky Spirit Fire?" Mahatian didn't care about the departure of Zi Yan and the other girl.

Today, none of these people can escape.

Mo Yu looked at Maha Tian, ​​his expression calm and said, "Strictly speaking, my cousin Xiao Yan and I have never offended your Maha Ancient Clan. If the Maha Young Clan Leader retreats at this point, perhaps he can still maintain his dignity."

"Maintaining respectability?"

Hearing this, Mahatian was startled, then he curled his lips into a curve and sneered, "It seems that you are very confident in yourself, but I don't know where your confidence comes from!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mahatian sighed softly, and the next moment, vast spiritual power like a tornado erupted from his body, spanning the heaven and earth.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure of spiritual power sweeping from the front, Mo Yu's eyes gradually became solemn.

This Mahatian is indeed worthy of being the man who will inherit the ancient Maha clan in the future. The strength he has demonstrated is obviously much stronger than Huang Yin.

This guy should be at the peak of the late stage of the Immortal Grade and have the qualifications to strive for the Holy Grade.

As the vast spiritual power raged, Mahati's originally flesh and blood body gradually shone, and finally turned into a spiritual body as dazzling as a gem.

That seemingly tiny body made the heaven and earth tremble at this moment.

At this moment, the spiritual power in Maha Tian's body was extremely compressed and condensed.

I'm afraid that just a random punch would have destructive power, enough to rival the top magical powers displayed by ordinary late-stage immortals.

Mo Yu stared at Mahati's gem spirit body that exuded terrifying power with a solemn expression. Without the slightest hesitation, he formed a seal with one hand, and then his eyes became deep and indifferent. He looked like a god possessed, without any emotion.

"Great Perfection Heart Demon!"

As the state of the Great Perfection Demonic Heart was activated, the spiritual power in Mo Yu's body suddenly skyrocketed, and his flesh and blood body was transformed into a spiritual body, which looked as clear as glass and should not be underestimated.

"Do you think that with this Supreme Heart Demon Sutra, you can close the gap between us?"

Mahatian smiled grimly, took a step forward, the space collapsed, and his figure appeared in front of Mo Yu like a ghost.

That jewel-like fist blasted out flatly.

It seemed like an ordinary punch, but when it landed, even the space was shattered, and countless space fragments were entangled in the gem fist.

With one punch, the sky collapsed and the earth split apart!
Under the great perfection of the inner demon, the spiritual power in Mo Yu's body was running to the extreme, the thunder spiritual power was surging like a torrent, and the fist wind was whistling and blasting out heavily.

boom!
The two fists collided, and the sound of metal rang out. The space within a thousand feet around the two men shattered like glass.

Clang clang clang!
As the fist wind raged, Mo Yu's body swayed and he retreated dozens of steps. Mahatian's body was also a little unstable. He stepped hard on the void and also retreated dozens of steps.

The two were evenly matched in their first confrontation!
Seeing this, Mo Yu remained expressionless, while Maha Tian's expression turned extremely gloomy. (End of Chapter)