Rebirth and return, solitary devil

Chapter 144 You Are All A Joke

Thinking of it and doing it, Mo Yu didn't hesitate immediately, and directly took out the fairy sword the size of a palm.

boom!
A vortex visible to the naked eye appeared above the sword when Mo Yu took out the sword.

The energy in the sky was quickly absorbed by the vortex, and even the smog all over the sky was affected.

The beam of mana light, which was already slightly dim and was about to dissipate, actually began to distort in this increasingly stronger vortex.

"You are stupid, hurry up and recognize the master with blood, and start nourishing with your inner strength. When it recovers partly, it will be too late for you to regret it."

At this time, a systematic voice came from Mo Yu's head. Hearing this, Mo Yu slapped his head, bit the tip of his tongue quickly, and spurted blood from the tip of his tongue.

Boo!

Like water entering a frying pan, the blood was quickly evaporated and then merged into the fairy sword.

An indistinct connection appeared between Mo Yu and the Immortal Sword. Mo Yu held the Immortal Sword in his hand, and the inner strength of his whole body surged out. For Yu Hexianjian, that was enough.

The connection is constantly being strengthened, and time is constantly passing.

A few minutes later, the golden pillar of energy in the sky disappeared completely, and the fairy sword returned to its simple appearance, but the slight connection between Mo Yu and the fairy sword told Mo Yu that the fairy sword had recovered a little.

"Don't get too excited!" The voice of the system sounded: "Although this broken sword has just recovered some power, it is useless. It lacks too much energy. Now the sword spirit is still sleeping, unless your life and death are at stake. It may awaken once to help you, but it is impossible to use it normally.”

Mo Yu was a little frustrated when he heard that, with such a huge amount of energy, only a little bit of energy has been recovered, this sword is really amazing.

Reluctantly putting away the fairy sword, Mo Yu began to wonder, why can the fairy sword be used in the past life?Although the fairy sword is not outstanding in his hands, he does use it all the time.

It seems that Feng Daibu is not easy, he must have his own secret.

Mo Yu shook his head, stood up, and looked down the stage.

The golden beam of light and the small sword with the vortex made everyone in the audience stunned, even the young man who was the envoy of the gods sitting on the VIP seat was no exception.

Mo Yu looked at all this and sneered.

This time it was really thrilling and lucky enough.

It's also strange that Wang Dasheng and others are bumpkins, and they held the founding ceremony so hastily, and there was no etiquette at all.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Mo Yu to easily accept cross-border transmission of skills in his appearance.

The Wusheng demigod in the Martial God Realm can only judge his location based on the life signal, and then look at it based on the position. How could the Wusheng demigod notice Mo Yu's appearance?Even if he paid attention, how could he know what Wang Dasheng and Mo Yu looked like?For him, there are countless ants on the earth, and if the signal is right, just start teaching exercises.

Where do life signals come from?Provided by the Temple of Gods.

At this time, the young man who was the envoy of the temples stood up with disbelief, and stared blankly at Mo Yu.

The golden light dispersed, and he could already see Mo Yu's appearance clearly.

How can it be?

What about Wang Dasheng?

And who is the one who accepts the practice?
Mo Yu felt the gaze, turned his head to look, and then sneered at the young envoy.

Seeing this smile, the envoy trembled all over, his face turned pale.

The things arranged by the demigod had a detailed layout. There was a mistake at this time, and a lot of mana of the demigod was wasted. If the demigod knew about it, he would die without a place to bury him.

Regardless of the young man's pale face and desperate eyes.

It doesn't matter the gang managers standing in a row waiting for Mo Yu to announce the founding of the country, and then start offering rewards.

He was even too lazy to pay attention to the more than [-] ordinary survivors who were cheering, excited, and shouting the slogan of the Holy Kingdom of Doom.

Mo Yu walked to the front of the stage, stood in front of the standing microphone, and looked at the people below who gradually became quiet.

They, everyone is waiting for Wang Dasheng to announce the founding of the country!
How could Mo Yu fulfill their wish?
After thinking about it, Mo Yu smiled and shouted, "It's been more than a month since the end of the world, and our Doomsday Gang has been established for a long time."

Looking at the eyes looking at him expectantly, Mo Yu went on to say: "But, for more than a month, I feel very tired."

Seeing the doubts of the people below, Mo Yu said again: "Especially after the establishment of the Doomsday Gang, I feel even more tired."

The people below have turned from full of doubts to panic.

Sure enough, Mo Yu said the last sentence: "I have decided, the Doomsday Gang will be disbanded."

Speaking of this, Mo Yu laughed again: "Do you think that after the founding of the country, you will be the first batch of people, and then you will enjoy the best treatment, and you will have the opportunity to be promoted to rank?"

The faces of the people below were completely confused.

"Don't even think about it!" Mo Yu laughed and said, "It's all fake and lied to you. The Doomsday Gang was established for this day, for me, standing here, facing more than [-] of you, making this joke .”

"Yes, it's just a joke!" Mo Yu shouted loudly: "It's been a joke from the beginning, follow me stupidly, you're all a joke."

Having said that, the faces of the people below have changed from bewildered to terrified, and then turned to anger now.

Yes, it was anger. More than [-] people all looked angrily at Mo Yu on the stage, and even the managers in the audience looked at Mo Yu in disbelief.

"He's not the gang leader! He's a fake. The real gang leader is dead."

At this time, someone shouted.

Unfortunately, compared with the entire stadium, his voice is too small to affect the overall situation at all.

Mo Yu looked slightly, and saw that someone had entered the locker room.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

The corner of Mo Yu's mouth curled up into a smile: "I announce again that the Doomsday Gang is completely disbanded. Everyone should get together and leave. Go back to each house and find your mother. Let's leave. Pay attention to the safety of the left and right. Don't be crowded. Line up and leave the gymnasium. Bar."

After finishing speaking, Mo Yu took off the stand microphone casually, and then broke it with his hand, clicked, and it was completely in half.

Now, the Doomsday Gang has no chance to explain.

Throwing down the microphone, Mo Yu walked down the stage. While walking, he said to Jingmiao and Li Duzun in the team channel: "Let's start to act, it's completely messed up. The core personnel all have a black rope braided on their wrists." Bracelets, look at them and kill them. If it’s really hard to tell, then you can kill them all.”

"Okay, I got it, you come out quickly, our people have already secured the gates." Fang Jingmiao's voice came.

"Boss, don't worry, this time I have to compete with Li Xinghua to see who kills more."

"Haha, Yu'er, you don't need to worry about the rest of the matter, the brothers are all thinking of killing themselves."

Mo Yu nodded slightly when he heard the words, and with a smile on his lips, he walked quickly towards the wall behind the rostrum.

Looking back at the god envoys of the temples who were not far away, with pale and desperate faces, Mo Yu rolled his eyes and had an idea in his mind.

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