Chapter 1241 Three or four years old, such a cultivation level!

His expression immediately changed slightly!

"You stop!"

After reacting, Mo Xuan still couldn't help shouting, "The Moliu Immortal Clan is just a mob. It is impossible for them to fight against the Immortal Family, and it is impossible for them to win the League of Ten Thousand Immortals! How can they regain their foothold in the Immortal World?" If they can't gain a foothold in the fairy world again, won't our Mo family never get rid of their slave status?"

"Your request is unfair!"

"The Last Immortal Clan can do it!"

Hearing this, A Yu didn't turn her head back, and said in a childish voice, "As long as my mother is willing, the Moliu Immortal Clan will have the capital to fight against the Immortal Family! So, as long as you have the ability to deal with the Moliuxian You can get the freedom you want!"

"Why are you so sure? Huangkou Xiaoer, you dare to aim at nothing!"

Hearing this, Mo Xuan couldn't help but sneer out of anger.

"Based on me, I used to have dozens of poisons in my body, life and death, and no cultivation base, but now..."

Hearing this, Ah Yu finally turned her head slowly, watching Mo Xuan slowly raised the other little paw, and slapped it at Mo Xuan...

The majestic spiritual power, if it has substance!

The moment the spiritual power shot towards his face, Mo Xuan's pupils constricted subconsciously, and his head turned to one side, almost at the same time...

The spiritual power that was originally attacking towards Mo Xuan's face turned around in mid-air and hit Mo Xuan's side...

"Oh!"

The huge impact of spiritual power instantly reduced the only intact chair to dust...

Mo Xuan saw this: "!!!"

The pupil couldn't help shrinking again!
This cultivation base...

This little girl...

This little boy's age is obviously only three or four years old, but he didn't expect his cultivation to be so high that he would be helpless!

He is the eldest grandson of the Mo family. Although he was born weak, his cultivation level is not far behind the clansmen, and he is even considered a leader among the clansmen. His cultivation is actually not as good as...

Rather than...

Not as good as the three or four-year-old kid in front of me!

Shocked!

Shame!

Unwilling!

Terrified!

In an instant, several emotions filled Mo Xuan's heart, making his face turn blue and then red, red and then white, very wonderful...

"You only have this chance to choose another identity for you to live again. If you fail to seize this opportunity, even if you die, you will still be a servant of my night clan. Defend my Night Clan!"

A Yu's voice came faintly, with an indescribable sense of coercion and solemnity.

Hearing this, Mo Xuan couldn't help but his heart trembled again.

When she looked up again, Ye Sanniang had already led Ayu out of the room, leaving a mess on the floor...

Three or four years old, such a cultivation base!

And what he said...

Once my life was hanging by a thread and my cultivation base was lost, then...

How long did it take him to cultivate this body?
Thinking of this possibility, Mo Xuan couldn't help but a flash of light flashed in his eyes...

Whether he really wants to get rid of his status as a servant of the night clan is one thing, but whether he can be qualified to get rid of his status as a servant of the night clan is another matter!

And now, what he wants to have is the sub-qualification to be able to get rid of the status of servant of the night clan!
Mo Xuan quickly calculated in his heart the probability that if he agreed to the conditions of the young master of the Ye Clan, he would be able to get out of the Ye Clan's qualifications. He didn't notice that the figure of a little Taoist nun was slowly walking towards him...

"Oh!"

(End of this chapter)

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