Chapter 578: Mo Qingkuang, Who Formed a Team to Participate in the War

Unlike Lin Yang, Han Shu did not have so many concerns. He was the first saint of Yaoshen Mountain, and Saint Linyuan also favored him. He had the responsibility to protect his fellow disciples.

But he was not a fool, and he would not do stupid things that took on too much responsibility.

Among the four saints following him, only one saint named Qin Yi had reached the peak of martial honor. The rest were all ordinary people. Even if they were lucky enough to enter the finals, they would be cannon fodder.

Han Shu was too lazy to spend any effort on them.

"Qin Yi stays, and the three of you withdraw from the competition." Han Shu called out, and the other three followed his lead and withdrew from the competition as soon as he said.

Han Shu was now in front of Qin Yi, holding up his hands, and the dark blue flames soared into the sky, gushing towards the endless waves that were overwhelming.

After all, it was a wonder of heaven and earth. The dark blue dream flame could not be extinguished by water or broken by lightning.

Within a ten-foot range around him, a vacuum was burned out by the flames.

Qin Yi, with a fair complexion, is only about eighteen years old. It is rare for him to reach the peak of martial arts. Before Han Shu rose to prominence, he was known as a super genius that Yaoshen Mountain has never seen before.

However, he looks a little low-key and his personality is a little introverted.

Seeing that Han Shu chose to leave him, Qin Yi's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and he looked at the back in front of him that was not wide but supported a piece of the world.

He whispered: "Thank you."

"Teacher treats me well. I have also shared a lot of your resources when I came to Yaoshen Mountain and occupied your original position. This is what I should do." Han Shu smiled slightly, still as gentle as the young master Ruyu in the past.

Xiao Cangsheng in the center glanced over here and his eyelids twitched slightly.

"As expected of the owner of Youlan Mengyan, I will play with you in the finals."

After saying that, Xiao Cangsheng's mind moved slightly, and the huge waves of thunder and lightning that pressed towards Han Shu actually subsided under his control.

There was no obstacle in the area where Han Shu was, and it was unimpeded.

"Brother Mo, do you want help?" Han Shu saw that Xiao Cangsheng had given up on him, but he didn't feel relieved.

Instead, he looked at Mo Qingkuang.

Like Lin Yang, Mo Qingkuang was also well versed in the routine of playing the pig to eat the tiger, and he had been using his speed to shuttle through the dense thunder.

Occasionally, he would find a few thunder beads to ensure that he could advance.

Xiao Cangsheng's sudden method caught everyone off guard, and Mo Qingkuang was also a little passive.

However, Han Shu was not worried that Mo Qingkuang could not handle this situation, but there was a burden Han Yan'er beside Mo Qingkuang.

Although Han Yan'er's strength was not bad, there was still a big gap compared to a true genius like Xiao Cangsheng, after all, her foundation was too shallow.

It was barely enough to deal with the thunder, and with the huge waves, he became a little flustered.

Han Shu was worried that Mo Qingkuang had to protect his wife, and his cousin might hold Mo Qingkuang back, so he was ready to help.

After all, besides the fact that Han Yan'er was his cousin, Mo Qingkuang also had the grace of rebirth for him.

Xu Xing'er, who was not far away, also saw this.

She was protected by a spiritual wind formation, and the fierce hurricane swept the huge waves and thunder to the sky, but could not invade her at all.

Her performance was once again impressive.

The saints once again had a new understanding of Mo Fan's ability to train his disciples.

"Senior Brother Mo, if you need help, please let me know." Xu Xing'er shouted in a delicate voice.

All the saints looked helpless.

Mo Qingkuang was so lucky. His ancestor Mo Fan had many students all over the world, and two of the most outstanding ones among the saints were created by him personally.

As descendants of Mo Fan, Xu Xing'er and Han Shu were both vying to greet Mo Qingkuang. He was simply a winner in life, a representative of winning easily.

But Mo Qingkuang waved his hand and rejected their kindness: "Thank you, Senior Brother Han and Junior Sister Xu, I have my own way to deal with it."

Just when everyone thought that Mo Qingkuang was going to get serious, after all, Mo Qingkuang's talent for formations was the best among the younger generation.

It has not been shown yet.

Xu Yun can protect herself with formations, so Mo Qingkuang is more relaxed.

However, Mo Qingkuang did not set up the formation as they expected, but shouted in a low voice: "Dog, why don't you come?"

Everyone was slightly stunned.

But when Mo Qingkuang gave an order, the giant white tiger who was swimming and bathing in the thunder waves roared suddenly, and his body swelled up against the wind, but turned into a white tiger body of dozens of feet.

With a light jump, he came to Mo Qingkuang's head.

The huge body enveloped Mo Qingkuang and Han Yan'er, and a white protective divine light appeared around his body.

Where he passed, the thunder waves could not hurt him at all, but instead made way for him as if he saw something terrible.

Under the protection of the white tiger, Mo Qingkuang and Han Yan'er searched for the thunder beads without any pressure, without having to worry about any threats from the outside world.

Whether it was thunder or waves.

The expressions on the faces of the saints changed extremely wonderfully.

"This is too comfortable! Great Sage Qi Tian, ​​this genius competition was organized by you, right? How come all the contestants are your people? Others fight on their own, but you, Mo Qingkuang, form a team to participate?"

This is the feeling in the hearts of all the saints.

Han Shu, Xu Xing'er, and Baihu, these are all top existences in major holy places, and one of the most powerful contenders for the first genius.

They are all willing to be Mo Qingkuang's bodyguards and escort him.

I have to say, it's too sour.

"Uh, the little white tiger was originally a mount for Mo Qingkuang..." Mo Fan smiled embarrassedly and shrank his head.

He was afraid that these saints would not be able to help but beat him up.

Even he himself felt that it was a bit too shameless.

Xiao Cangsheng in the field was even more angry.

He did not expect that this white tiger would listen to Mo Qingkuang so much, and he was helpless for a while.

Before coming to Jilei Mountain, Lan Xiao greeted him and begged him to avenge him and teach Mo Qingkuang a lesson, preferably to kill him.

In the future, Lan Xiao was willing to be a vanguard under Xiao Cangsheng.

At the beginning, Mo Qingkuang almost beat Lan Xiao to death in Yanjing City, and Lan Xiao hated him to the bone.

However, Mo Qingkuang was the descendant of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, and the Great Sage Equaling Heaven was the object of competition for almost all holy places, and Penglai Fairy Island was no exception.

Even he could not afford to offend him.

Therefore, of course he was not stupid enough to kill Mo Qingkuang, but just drove Mo Qingkuang out in the preliminary round to make Mo Qingkuang lose some face.

But he didn't expect that Mo Qingkuang would frequently get help, especially Hanshu and Baihu, who were both difficult for him to deal with.

This made him very unhappy.

Not only that, his plan for all the contestants this time could almost be declared a failure.

Not only Hanshu, Mo Qingkuang and others.

Although Lin Yang of Yaoshen Mountain looked a little embarrassed, he also persisted.

Kongkong, the newly promoted first saint of Fengshen Realm, had long disappeared, and even Xiao Cangsheng himself could not lock Kongkong's position.

But he was sure that Kongkong had not been eliminated.

Xu Yun of Jietian Peak was still full of whip shadows, spinning like a small red top, and the surging waves could not do anything to her.

After three years of growth, the sisters Luo Xiaomao and Luo Xiaoyu have made great leaps in strength, like ghosts that can dodge and move, and have persisted with the advantage of terrain.

The little golden roc king of Zhentianling turned into his original body, covering the sky and the sun, soaring in the sky, and his huge waves could not catch up at all.

Only the Thousand-legged Centipede King of the Bottomless Pit was slow in action and weak in strength, so he was kicked out by himself.

So, there were actually twelve saints who survived his plan.

It can be said that his plan was declared a failure.