Great Primordial: Seven Saints, The Strongest Gourds In History

Chapter 159: Mo Bai Beat Up The Elderly Immortal Of The South Pole And Pissed Yuanshi!

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole glanced at the sika deer under him, a flash of sadness flashed in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Mo Bai Daoist Friend, as long as you can let go of the antlers of poor daoist's mount, poor daoist will unconditionally agree to your request." how?"

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows, looked at the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole with interest and asked, "Are any conditions acceptable?"

Seeing the playful expression in Mo Bai's eyes, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's heart skipped a beat, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly emerged.

It seemed as if someone had plotted against him.

as expected.

The next second, Mo Bai said bluntly: "Elderly Immortal of the South Pole Daoist Friend, poor daoist, the Panlong staff in your hand is pretty good. As long as you lend this Panlong staff to the poor daoist for a few days, we will How about canceling the gambling fight between them?"

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's face twitched gloomily a few times, and he said angrily: "What do you mean playing for a few days? If you give this thing away, can you get it back? -"

"No, no, you absolutely cannot hand over the Panlong Staff!"

"Otherwise, wouldn't this be a meat bun beating a dog, and there will be no return?"

After making up his mind, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole smiled bitterly and said: "Mo Bai Daoist Friend, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this!"

Mo Bai said with a gloomy face: "This won't work, that won't work either. Could it be that the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole Daoist Friend wants to cheat?"

"In that case, don't blame the poor daoist for taking action himself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Bai stood up and turned into a stream of light and ran straight towards the sika deer under Elderly Immortal of the South Pole.

Seeing this, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's eyelids trembled a few times, and he raised his hand to resist Mo Bai.

"...

A loud noise was heard, and Nanji Xianwen was hit by Black and White's punch and fell back a few steps before he managed to stabilize his figure.

Compared to the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole, Mo Bai stands in mid-air, motionless, as stable as Mt. Tai.

Looking at the sika deer so close, Mo Bai chuckled, shook his big hand, took out a fairy sword, and made a gesture to cut off the sika deer's antlers.

See this scene.

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole looked at Mo Bai angrily and scolded: "Mo Bai, you may not be too bullying!"

Mo Bai sneered: "Why do poor daoists bully others too much?"

"This is the bet agreed upon before. Since you can't afford to lose, why did you make a bet with the poor daoist in the first place?"

"You..." Elderly Immortal of the South Pole was so angry that Mo Bai blushed and felt regretful.

If he hadn't been too greedy for the Best Quality Innate Spirit Treasure heavy water beads in Mo Bai's hands, things wouldn't have happened like this.

Mo Bai looked at the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole who was speaking awkwardly and joked: "What are you doing? This is what the poor daoist deserves!"

"Besides, the poor daoist also told you before that if he wants to save your mount, he will hand over the Panlong Village in his hands!"

"It's better for you. You don't want to hand over Law Treasure, but you still want to keep the mount. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

"Since you can't do it, then the poor daoist has to do it himself!"

As he spoke, Mo Bai dodged and slashed at the antlers of the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's mount again.

"Mo Bai, you dare!"

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole shouted loudly, moved his feet, and held the Panlong Village towards Bai Ying.

Mo Bai looked at the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole with disdain, and shouted: "You want to stop the poor daoist, you are really ignorant!"

"roll!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Bai was shocked, and his powerful mana pressed towards the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole like a tide.

Seeing this, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's deep eyes trembled a few times, his whole body trembled, and a surging mana swept out of his body and headed towards Mo Bai.

In the eyes of the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole, he is a disciple of the Saint, and Mo Bai is just a casual cultivator, so how can he be his opponent.

"..."

As a roar sounded, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole and Mo Bai were seen colliding together like two ancient beasts.

At the same time, the horrific aftermath surged in all directions like a tide.

In an instant, countless fairy mountains and rivers millions of miles in radius were razed to the ground.

Facing the terrifying aftermath, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole lost his footing and stumbled backwards quickly.

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole, who forcibly stabilized his body, looked at Mo Bai in disbelief and murmured: "How is it possible, how can he be so strong?"

"Is it possible that this Mo Bai is the disciple of some powerful hermit?"

Mo Bai looked at the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole with gloomy eyes, curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "With such little ability, it is really wishful thinking to want to thwart the poor daoist!"

"You deserve it! You can't even get a School of Enlightenment Twelve Golden Immortals!"

As soon as these words came out, the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole seemed to have been stabbed in some scar [waving the Panlong in his hand and Moyou hit it again.

"Mo Bai, you are going too far!"

"Poor daoist fights with you!"

·Please give me flowers………………

As soon as he finished speaking, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole directed the surging mana in his body towards the Panlong Staff in his hand.

"..."

With the infusion of Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's mana, the Panlong Staff turned into a golden dragon, hovering in the air several times and roaring towards Mo Bai.

"Little Doyle!"

Mo Bai snorted coldly, put away the fairy sword in his hand, used the law of power in his body, raised his fist as big as a sandbag and hit the golden dragon!

"TV"

With a punch, the golden dragon transformed from the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's dragon staff was directly smashed by Mo Bai and turned into little golden light, dissipating between the sky and the earth.

Mo Bai looked at the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole with a fierce look, and said provocatively: "If you have any other skills, just use them!"

"Otherwise, don't blame the poor daoist for not giving you a chance!"

0....

Facing Mo Bai's provocation, the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's dark face shook a few times, and he hit Mo Bai again with his dragon staff.

Although Elderly Immortal of the South Pole saw that Mo Bai was more powerful than he thought.

But in order to keep the antlers of his mount, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole could not care so much.

"Well done!"

Mo Bai looked at the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole with warlike eyes, and with blood all over his body, without too many bells and whistles, he raised his fist as big as a sandbag and headed towards the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole.

The Elderly Immortal of the South Pole looked at Mo Bai's bare hands and felt a sense of joy in his heart.

It was as if he had seen Mo Bai beaten to the ground by him.

After all, they are both Golden Immortal of the Great Way and have the same mana, but Mo Bai doesn't use any Law Treasure. Isn't this a rush to seek death?

"E"

Mo Bai's fist hit Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's dragon staff. Elderly Immortal of the South Pole originally thought that Mo Bai would be seriously injured.

Who would have thought that Mo Bai not only didn't look hurt at all, but instead grinned, raised his other fist and hit the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's face.

Facing Mo Bai's sudden punch, the unprepared Elderly Immortal of the South Pole instantly flew backwards towards the mountain not far away.

"..."

There was a loud noise, and Elderly Immortal of the South Pole climbed up from the ground with difficulty. Before he could take a breath, he suddenly saw a familiar face appearing in front of him.

Mo Bai bared his teeth and smiled, pressed directly on the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole, raised his fists as big as sandbags, and started beating him wildly.

"I'll make you so shameless!"

"Let you cheat!"

"I can't beat you to death......"