Immortal Young Man on Campus

The pavilion master's gaze swirled between the stone statue and Yu Mo. The more he looked, the more he felt that the two were too similar, especially the demeanor, which was carved out of a mold.

"The person who carved this stone statue must be a master. What is Yu Mo spending so much energy on carving a stone statue for?"

The pavilion owner does not believe that Yu Mo will do useless work.

He racked his brains, and involuntarily recalled the experience of the Dead Sea, like a flash of lightning across the night sky, his eyes lit up, and an unbelievable thought appeared.

"Did you make this stone statue to imitate the Protoss, recruit believers, and then generate the power of faith?"

At the beginning, the statue asked the pavilion master poison to worship him, but unfortunately the pavilion owner was not sincere and did not generate the power of faith.

But the idol said that the power of faith is the source of the power of the Protoss, and it is very powerful.

The pavilion master also thought about the power of faith, but he didn't know where to find the power of faith, so he let it go.

Unexpectedly, Yu Mo actually took a step ahead of him and put it into action. When he saw the stone statue, the pavilion master thought he understood everything and saw through Yu Mo's plan.

"Yu Mo, do you think you are a protoss? As long as others pay homage to you, you can generate the power of faith. Moreover, are you still worshipping a stone statue?" The pavilion master sneered and sarcastically said.

The pavilion owner does not believe that simply worshipping a person can generate the power of faith, let alone a stone statue.

Throughout the ages, many successful people have a large number of fans, and they are all worshipped, but I have never heard of anyone who has the power of faith, so the pavilion master does not think that Yu Mo will succeed.

This is simply ridiculous.

Yu Mo's eyelids twitched, the pavilion master was so smart, he guessed his true intentions.

But obviously, the pavilion master still didn't guess everything right, and he didn't believe that Yu Mo would succeed.

Yu Mo didn't refute, otherwise, it would attract the attention and vigilance of the other party.

"Pavilion Master, I don't need you to worry about my own affairs." Yu Mo replied indifferently.

The pavilion master finally found a thing that made fun of Yu Mo, how could he let it go easily, hold on tightly, and said, "You are being sophistry, if you can generate the power of faith, I will take this head off for you. When football kicks, hahaha!"

The mountain master and the old man were confused and didn't understand their conversation at all.

"Pavilion Master, why are you talking so much nonsense with him? Enemy Luzhai, since you met him, then kill him. It's a shame." The mountain master urged.

He and the pavilion master came to Changheng Mountain in order to use the power of Fengdu in order to contact the Tianwu world.

But after a few days, Fengdu has not heard from him. It is said that he is still making preparations, so they are now waiting in Changhengshan.

Never thought that they heard that there is a temple in Changheng Mountain. It is very powerful and is not afraid of soul fog, so they decided to go up the mountain to find out.

That's when he met Yu Mo.

The mountain owner knew that Chang Hengshan and Feng were inextricably linked, so the pavilion owner had nothing to fear, so he couldn't wait to urge the pavilion owner to take action against Yu Mo.

This opportunity is rare.

If you miss this village, you won't have this store.

The pavilion master does not know the mind of the mountain master.

It's just that he has his own reasons for this.

Fengdu City Lord let him stay for a few days, and he would tell him when he was ready. But there has been no movement for a long time, and he has no way to take the initiative to contact Fengdu City Lord, so facing Yu Mo, he can't kill if he wants to.

"Hehe, what a big tone. Not only did he not escape, he also wanted to kill me. Anyway, then I'll give you this chance to see if you die or I die." Yu Mo snorted coldly and strode towards the two of them. go.

The expressions of the two changed suddenly.

The pavilion master was forced to stand up and shouted: "Yu Mo, this is Chang Hengshan, where is your turn to be wild!"

Yu Mo said lightly: "If you offend this old man, the gods will naturally punish you."

"Haha, do you really think that you are a god? It's too deep into the play!" The pavilion master sarcastically, looked at the mountain master, and launched an attack at the same time.

Seeing this, the old man trembled with fright. He subconsciously wanted to persuade Yu Mo to escape, but he saw that Yu Mo had already rushed up to meet him.

Bang bang bang!

In this small hall, there was a dull sound of fighting. The three of them broke apart at the touch of a button, and then quickly contacted each other. Between the lightning and thunder, the three of them had already made several moves.

The pavilion master and the mountain master clearly fell behind, retreating step by step and retreating to the outside of the hall.

Yu Mo's eyes flickered with murderous intent, and said, "Do you want to escape? Impossible!"

He jumped up and stopped at the door.

Immediately, he faced the old man.

The old man widened his eyes and wiped his eyes vigorously, as if he couldn't believe his own eyes.

Finally, when he saw it clearly, he was dumbfounded, and shouted with joy and sorrow: "The gods have appeared!"

Pfft!

He bowed straight to Yu Mo, tearful and excited.

"Old man, it is my greatest honor to meet the gods in my lifetime."

He suddenly remembered the previous scene of Yu Mo protecting him, which was the blessing of the gods, and he twitched with excitement.

Suddenly, he rolled his eyes and fainted with excitement.

The old man's reaction surprised the pavilion master and the mountain master. Is this old man blind?

Yu Mo is clearly a big living person, where is the immortal?

Yu Mo was full of emotion. With such devout believers, it's no wonder that the stone statue has changed so much, and I don't know how much faith it has absorbed.

It is not a bad thing for the old man to faint, otherwise, this battle will definitely leave a serious shadow in his heart.

When he wakes up tomorrow, all this is over, perhaps, he will think this is a dream of Huang Liang.

"Yu Mo, you deceive ignorant people, you are extremely shameless." The mountain master sarcastically said.

Yu Mo sneered: "It's not your turn to point fingers. Since you can't escape, then pay the price for your actions and accept your fate!"

Swish!

The sword light soared into the air, and the blood blade fell to the two of them.

The two fled east and west in fright, not daring to confront Xueren at all.

They have all suffered under the sword of blood and do not want to repeat the same mistakes.

The mountain master was in danger and almost died under the blade of blood. He urged the pavilion owner angrily: "Pavilion Lord, what are you waiting for, let the Fengdu City Lord help us and kill Yu Mo!"

The pavilion master said that he was suffering, and said angrily: "Hold on first, you can't hold it for such a short time, you are the master of Lingshan, what face is there?"

The mountain master rolled his eyes, panting like a cow, and said that at the juncture of life and death, I still want a fart face.

If I really wanted face, I wouldn't have run away in the first place.

He glared at the pavilion master fiercely, but the pavilion master turned a blind eye and looked out of the temple from time to time.

The mountain lord froze for a moment, and an ominous thought came up—could it be that he couldn't call the Fengdu city lord?

Then aren't they doomed and doomed!

The mountain master almost lost his soul. He greeted the eighteenth generation of the pavilion master's ancestors in his heart, and struggled to retreat to the door, trying to escape.

But Yu Mo is a husband, how can they escape.