Chapter 647: Mo Da Xian

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Rolling hot magma, with a bizarre force, rolled down from the top of the mountain, and although this looked like a natural disaster, the speed of rolling was unusually rapid, and a glance showed that this was being manipulated by some kind of force.

"The plan is about to succeed, as long as the Thousand Gods come out smoothly, my wish will come true."

"Haha, I'm going to reign supreme in Beacon City, I'm going to let everyone know that I, Mo Xiaolin, am the overlord of the Beacon Kingdom, and that everyone, is going to submit to me."

On a dirt mountain seven or eight miles away from the volcano, a guy in hemp clothes with a shadowy face was laughing openly.

His name was Mo Xiaolin, while in front of the villagers, he called himself Mo Xian.

At this moment, he was looking at the volcano with full of excitement, only only after a short while his smile froze, because the lava that was rolling down, for some reason suddenly stopped at the foot of the mountain, as if it was blocked by a force.

"What's the situation?"

Mo Xiaolin stood up in surprise, then got up and swept over, this opportunity was related to his dream of changing the dynasty, how could something go wrong.

At the foot of the volcano.

Lin Mo stood in the air above the void, his hands slowly danced, the spiritual power within the holy tower crazily surged out, blocking off the entire peak, and the originally raging magma was also impacted on the spiritual power barrier, unable to surge forward again.

It was just that the amount of magma was accumulating more and more, and he couldn't hold on for long.

The villagers of more than ten nearby villages, seeing that the fiery red 'Enchantment' stayed at the foot of the mountain, also slightly froze their foreheads, and then in less than five minutes, almost everyone, ran to Lin Mo's side.

"Gentlemen, please believe me, this is lava that kills people, it's not some god's favour, so hurry up and run away."

Lin Mo turned something and looked at the black crowd.

"Bullshit, this is the grace given to us by the Thousand Gods to help us cleanse our meridians and improve our talent."

"Right, although the process is painful, as long as we get through it, we'll become the pride of heaven."

"Where are you from, get out of my way right now, don't hinder our cultivation."

"Get out of the way right now, you are not welcome here."

......

Boom! Boom!

As the villagers pointed at Lin Mo's nose and cursed, the volcano once again erupted with earth-shattering sounds, as if it was angry.

"See, the Thousand Gods are angry, you quickly get out of the way."

"Otherwise don't blame us for being impolite."

Facing a group of ignorant people, Lin Mo was a little helpless and also a little angry, he really wanted to just let go of this magma, but thinking of more than 10,000 lives, disappearing in front of him in the next moment, he still held back.

So with a movement of his spiritual power, he pulled a blacksmith shop in the distance directly over to him, inside there was a large pile of longswords and raw iron that hadn't been cast yet.

Shoo! Shoo!

Amidst the angry shouts of the villagers, he threw all these iron, swords and knives out of the magma.

The crowd then saw that as soon as the iron entered this magma, in no time at all, it melted into iron, a scene that made some of the people in the blacksmith shop suddenly feel a chill down their backs.

They had dealt with iron for a lifetime, so they naturally knew exactly what kind of temperature could do such a thing.

"I'm Lin Mo, a disciple of Cang Long Academy, and the champion of this Hundred Courts Competition, I really didn't lie to you guys, it's really impossible to withstand such terrifying magma with your cultivation."

In the end, Lin Mo could only move his name to shock these guys.

When the crowd heard Lin Mo say this, they also froze on the spot, with some disbelief in their eyes, but on second thought regardless of whether Lin Mo was really Lin Mo or not, this high temperature magma really didn't seem to be a joke.

"You're Lin Mo? Oh, don't be funny."

However, at this time, a figure swept in from the distance, his shadowy gaze staring straight at Lin Mo, a viciousness surging in the depths of his eyes.

"Immortal Mo has come, it's Immortal Mo."

"Immortal Mo you said before that this is a favour given to us by the Thousand Gods, but ...... but the temperature is so high ......"

Seeing the visitor, there was someone who eagerly asked.

Just before he said anything, Mo Xiaolin was sneering, "If you want to gain power, of course you have to pay a price, but this price is not your lives, this is just this kid's demonic words."

"It's obvious that he wants to enjoy the grace of the Thousand Gods all to himself."

Mo Xiaolin quickly mobilised the villagers' emotions again, only to see many of them immediately glare at Lin Mo after hearing this.

"As for him saying that he is Lin Mo, do you guys believe him?" Mo Xiaolin continued, "If we're not wrong, Lin Mo should be at the Canglong Ancient Academy at this time, undergoing the Canglong Ancient Academy's baptism of initiation, right, so how could he possibly have the time to come to a place like this."

"So you're Immortal Mo, looks like the rightful owner has been found." Lin Mo's gaze transmitted a murderous intent, "Since you said that this is a kind of sharpening, some bullshit Thousand God's bounty, then you go in and enjoy it."

"You are the messenger of the Thousand Gods and the one who guides the villagers, you should be the first to enjoy it, I don't think everyone has an opinion."

"No opinions, Immortal Mo has laboured for us and deserves to be the first to enjoy it."