Chapter 603 The old monster of the soul clan, Hun Qianmo

"Hehe, so confident."

Hearing this, Hun Miesheng looked at Chen Mo with a cold face and said with a bad smile.

Chen Mo glanced at him indifferently, then looked at the Master of the Soul Palace and said, "I wonder how you use this method of fighting?"

"Two out of three rounds, three players each, one trick of life and death." Hun Mie Sheng said in a low voice.

"laugh..."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused a burst of laughter from the people around you. You have three five-star fighting saints on your side, and the other side has none. If you win two out of three games, isn't it obvious that you are taking advantage?

Chen Mo also laughed: "Do you think this alliance leader is a fool?"

"It's okay if you don't win two out of three rounds. Then use an arena battle. Whichever side can win for enough time will be the winner. If it's the losing side, no matter what the winning side mentions in the future, the losing side will be weaker.

The other side has the upper hand, and not only that, the losing side must hand over three heaven-level fighting skills and a kind of strange fire on the spot.

Of course, if you want the Soul Palace to go to war with everyone in the Sky Alliance, this palace will not object. Our Soul Palace has stood in Zhongzhou for so many years. If we really think that you can compete with you by casually recruiting some forces to form an alliance, then

But it’s really a bit naive.”

Hun Mie Sheng said calmly, his voice full of confidence.

This method of decisive battle obviously shows that the Soul Palace does not want to start a full-scale war on a large area, so the battle level is placed at the top. Although the scale of their battlefield here will not be too large, its influence is.

It's nothing less than a large-scale war.

"Then let's start an all-out war. I have no intention of dragging it out with you any longer..." Chen Mo said with a faint smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the whole place became silent.

Even the death of the soul was not thought of.

"Why, can't you bear the loss of a complete war?" Looking at Hun Miesheng's expression, Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully.

The reason why Chen Mo chose to start an all-out war was because the credibility of the Soul Palace was too low. Even if they won, the Soul Palace side might not admit it, so they might have to start an all-out war after the arena match.

In this case, why not just start the fight.

In addition, today the Soul Palace has only been here for more than ten days. Although they are all elites, it still feels weird...

Therefore, Chen Mo has no interest in fighting in the group arena and dragging him down in the Soul Palace...

Hearing this, Hun Mie Sheng's expression changed. He really couldn't bear the losses of a full-scale war. In addition, the order given to him by the clan leader was to make him responsible for attracting the attention of the whole continent and delaying the time...

After all, today's battle has attracted the attention of the eight ancient tribes...

Seeing the silence of Hun Mie Sheng, the eyes of the crowd of people around him were all focused on him. Some strong men could not help but raise the corners of their mouths and let out a faint sarcastic voice: "Is the Soul Palace nothing more than this? And it is still being beaten by a junior.

I was shocked..."

The reputation of the Soul Palace in Zhongzhou is not very good, so it is not too strange that some people couldn't help but ridicule it at this moment.

"Okay, okay, since you, the Sky Alliance, want to die so much, then we will help you."

Suddenly, the space beside Hun Miesheng became distorted, and a large black mist surged out. Two figures among them were extremely eye-catching.

One of them is the old soul demon who Chen Mo is familiar with.

There was another one, an old figure on crutches. When this old figure appeared, there was no fluctuation in the space at all. It looked like he had been standing there from the beginning to the end.

And it was him who spoke just now.

"This person has such terrifying strength..."

Someone murmured around him.

"Soul Qianmo!"

The elders of the Thunder Clan and the Flame Clan who were floating in the sky next to him recognized the old man.

Although the old man's identity was revealed, some of the old monsters present took a deep breath.

"Hun Qianmo... God, he is not dead yet. The Soul Clan actually sent him out. It seems that he is determined to severely damage the Sky Alliance!"

Some old monsters know very well how terrifying this old guy is.

Even Xiao Chen couldn't help clenching his fists when he saw this old man.

Among the group of people who besieged Xiao Xuan at the beginning, there was him...

"Lei Ge, Yan Lun, you two old guys are not dead, how can I be willing to die?"

Hun Qianmo glanced at the two old monsters from the Thunder Clan and the Yan Clan who recognized him, and smiled lightly.

After saying that, he also looked at Xiao Chen: "Xiao Chen, Blood Axe, I didn't expect you to be lucky enough to live now and join my soul clan's camp. It's really... amazing. I wonder if Xiao Xuan is

How would you feel if you were still alive?"

"This guy, aren't you afraid that Xiao Chen will join Tianqiong's camp when you say this?" Listening to Hun Qianmo's mocking words, Lei Ge from the Lei Clan said in surprise.

"The Xiao clan also has a grudge against the leader of Tianqiong..." Yan Lun said, stroking his gray beard.

"Haha, it's just a temporary cooperation. You, a loser who once begged for mercy at the hands of the clan leader, have the nerve to show up." Xiao Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the surging murderous intention in his heart, and said expressionlessly.

Hun Qianmo's withered face trembled slightly: "No matter how powerful he is, he will eventually fall. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Today's Soul Clan is still standing at the pinnacle of this continent.

And what about the Xiao Clan? The Xiao Clan, which was once prominent in the mainland, now only has two or three miscellaneous fish left. They were bullied by a young boy and wanted to use the power of my Soul Clan to take revenge. I have to say that it is

A kind of sad.”

"Bang!"

Xiao Chen's face turned sinister, and he appeared in front of Hun Qianmo in a flash. His palm passed through the void, and a huge bloody ax suddenly appeared out of thin air and slashed at Hun Qianmo.

However, Hun Qianmo just gently raised his palm and stretched out two fingers to block the blood axe.

"Xiao Chen, you are no match for me. If you really want to vent your anger, vent it to the other side." He released his two fingers and bent his middle finger. The extremely terrifying power shocked Xiao Chen.

He took several steps back.

"Six Star Fighting Saint..."

There was a startling sound.

One six-star fighting saint, four five-star fighting saints, what will the opponent use to fight against the Soul Palace?

"Chen Mo, do you still want to start an all-out war?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Hun Miesheng's lips.

"Oh, leave that old immortal to me..."

Just when the words of Hun Mie Sheng fell, a child lying on the big gourd appeared quietly beside Chen Mo. He was the ancestor of the Dan Pagoda.

"Ancestor."

Looking at the child, all the elders of Dan Pagoda, including the Supreme Elder, immediately bowed respectfully to the child.

"I've met senior." Chen Mo didn't dare to show any slightness, and immediately raised his hand to the child beside him.

"Why are you so polite?"

The little boy waved his hand in an arrogant manner, then looked at Hun Qianmo and said: "Leave this old immortal to me. I dare not say that it will be no problem to defeat him directly and prevent him from interfering with the affairs of the Soul Palace."
Chapter completed!