At this time!

Gu Han's cultivation level once again reached its peak, and the sword energy on his body was integrated, and his whole body was like a sharp blade unsheathed!

Seeing this.

Mo Li's expression became solemn in an instant.

After a gentle step forward, a layer of clear light suddenly appeared on his body. Although he looked inconspicuous, there was a trace of Taoist flowing. Those with weaker cultivation were gradually attracted to it.

"Good."

The fat man's eyes widened.

"This Taoist is a bit powerful!"

"Old Ancestor."

Fu Youde frowned.

"This kid... has met an opponent!"

“It doesn’t matter.”

Fu Dahai shook his head.

"That kid has a low level, and it's not embarrassing to lose. But this Mo Li... is even more powerful than the previous Daozi. The Central Dao Palace is full of talents!"

Gu Han felt vaguely.

The feeling that Mo Li gave him was a bit similar to Zuo Yangyu Miao.

It seems ordinary.

But every move follows nature, and there is a trace of the great principles in the ordinary, just like Zuo Yang's knife and Yu Miao's needle.

"Brother Mo."
Chapter completed!