I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

Looking at the terrifying Mo Yu, Mahale's face turned pale, and there was unconcealable fear in the depths of his eyes.

He knew that the strength of the silver-eyed man in front of him was definitely beyond his imagination, and even killing him was not impossible.

Thinking of this, Mahalie swallowed his saliva, then quietly moved back a little, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you kill me, there will be no place for you to hide in this world!"

As one of the five ancient races in the universe, the strength of the Mahago tribe far exceeds the imagination of ordinary people, so Mahalie has the confidence to say such words.

Mo Yu looked down at the pale-faced Mahalie from above, but smiled faintly and said, "Since I can take action, I am naturally not afraid of your so-called Mahal Ancient Clan."

"Hmph, such an arrogant tone! Don't think that just because you have a thunderbolt comparable to a mid-stage immortal, you are qualified to compete with the Maha Ancient Clan.

My strength, when placed among the elders of the Maha Ancient Clan, is only ranked in the middle. If a truly powerful person from the Maha Ancient Clan comes out, your pride will immediately become worthless!"

Hearing this, even though the situation was a little wrong, Mahalie still couldn't help but sneer.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. As one of the five ancient races, the Maha ancient tribe was so powerful that Mo Yu could not resist it at the moment. After all, with his current strength, although he was not afraid of any immortal supreme being, if he met a saint supreme being, he would have no choice but to surrender.

After all, once one reaches the holy level, he will almost step into the top of the pyramid of the universe, and any means of Mo Yu will be useless.

Therefore, Mo Yu did not sneer at what Mahalie said. With his status, he was indeed qualified to speak such big words.

But he understood this before he rushed to the Volcano Continent. He was also very clear that after rescuing Xiao Yan and Xun'er, he would be in opposition to the Maha Ancient Clan.

However, with Mo Yu's personality, he naturally wouldn't care about these things. Although the Maha ancient tribe is strong, what can they do when facing the endless hell of fire in the future?

What's more, Mo Yu was confident that if he gave himself another twenty years to develop, with the strength of Lei Yu, he would surpass the five ancient races.

Mahalie looked at Mo Yu in silence, thinking he was tempted. He softened his tone and said, "If you take the initiative to hand over Xiao Yan to the Mahal Ancient Clan, you will gain the friendship of our Mahal Ancient Clan. I hope you will consider the pros and cons of this."

As soon as Mahalie finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Mo Yu's slowly darkening face. He felt a chill in his heart and immediately retreated quickly.

"Oh!"

However, as soon as he moved, a sneer appeared on Mo Yu's face. Lightning flashed around him, and he kicked out like lightning, directly kicking Mahalie on the shoulder.

The powerful force caused Mahale's body to fly backwards like a kite with a broken string, and then he hit a huge rock heavily. There was a faint sound of broken bones.

Sliding down slowly from the boulder, beads of cold sweat continued to pour out of Mahalie's forehead. He raised his head, looked at Mo Yu with resentment, and roared: "Damn it, you will regret what you did today sooner or later!"

boom!

Just as Mahale's roar fell, a violent explosion suddenly came from afar, and the scorching hot wind swept in from afar like a tsunami.

As the hot wind raged, an old figure suddenly shot out from the sky and slammed heavily onto the huge rock next to Mahale. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his breath was weak.

Mahale quickly turned his head, and a hint of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes. He saw that the defeated figure was actually Mahami.

However, at this moment, the latter was spitting blood, breathing weakly, and looked seriously injured.

"Huh, cousin Mo Yu, thank you for coming to the rescue."

A black-robed figure slowly emerged from Mo Yu's side. It was naturally Xiao Yan. Judging from his appearance, Mahaming was severely injured by the Buddha's Fury Lotus cast by Xiao Yan.

Even so, Xiao Yan was now panting and pale. It was obvious that dragging his seriously injured body to cast the Buddha's Fury Lotus had consumed a great deal of his energy.

Seeing this, Mo Yu stepped forward to support Xiao Yan, with a look of emotion in his eyes. At this time, Xiao Yan was only in the early stage of spiritual level, but he did not expect that he could get rid of a powerful immortal level supreme being.

However, Mo Yu knew that the Buddha's Wrath Lotus played a great role in this. After all, in the fire storm, Mo Yu felt the breath of immortal products. Obviously, Xiao Yan's cousin also possessed an immortal flame, and if nothing unexpected happened, it was the sacred fire of the Fire Spirit Clan.

After a moment, Xiao Yan recovered and waved to Mo Yu. He then looked at Maha Ming, chuckled, and said, "It was a satisfying fight. Although it's not as powerful as you, cousin Mo Yu, it was a relief."

Hearing this, Mo Yu smiled slightly. He looked at Xun'er who had rushed over and nodded slightly. He then looked at Xiao Yan and chuckled, "This record is already extremely outstanding. My cousin Xiao Yan, you broke into the Fire Spirit Clan alone and defeated the Immortal-grade Sky Supreme of the Maha Ancient Clan. These deeds, one by one, are no disgrace to your name, the Flame Emperor."

"Haha, you're far behind cousin Mo Yu. Back then, you and I left the Douqi Continent together and came to this vast world. We originally had the same starting point.

"But a few years ago, I heard of your fame, Cousin Mo Yu. I even heard that Cousin Mo Yu had founded a faction called Thunder Prison, which has established a place in the vast world. Cousin Mo Yu is truly a dragon among men, and even in the vast world, he can still shine with dazzling brilliance." Xiao Yan smiled slightly, and said with sincere admiration.

After arriving in the Great Thousand World, Xiao Yan finally realized how this place was full of powerful people and how the strong preyed on the weak. Even someone as powerful as the Flame Emperor had to face danger many times.

However, in just a dozen years, Mo Yu not only rose strongly himself, but also built the Thunder Prison from scratch, which was comparable to a super power. The speed of his rise made the always proud Xiao Yan admire him.

Maha Lie, who was standing beside him, heard Xiao Yan's words and his eyes flashed, "So it's the Thunder Emperor Mo Yu who has recently gained fame in the world.

This elder remembers that you once caused great trouble in the Thunder Spirit Clan, and you are also the heir of the ancient Thunder Palace and the Lord of the Thunder Prison.

Humph, my Maha Ancient Clan is far from being comparable to the Thunder Spirit Clan. You, with just a newly built Thunder Prison, dare to provoke my Maha Ancient Clan. Are you really courting death?"

The smile on Mo Yu's face slowly faded, and a cold murderous intent gradually emerged in his eyes.

"If you say one more word, you'll die. If you don't get out of here, you'll die too!"

Although Mo Yu did not want to kill all the members of the Mahagu tribe, he would not show mercy if the other party still did not know what was good for them.

At worst, I can find a place to hide and wait until I break through to the Saint Level and become the Supreme. Can the ancient Maha tribe still take revenge?

Feeling the tangible murderous intent emanating from Mo Yu's body, Mahalie's face turned pale. Knowing that the other party might really be able to kill him, a trace of fear surged in his heart.

This person really doesn't seem to be afraid of the Mahago tribe!

After knowing that the Mahagu tribe was useless, Mahalie suppressed the panic in his heart and also had the idea of ​​retreating in his mind.

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. When the strong men in the tribe come again, he will want them to know why the Maha ancient tribe can be ranked among the top forces in the world!

"go!"

Mahale gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and supported the seriously injured Mahameh and quickly rushed out of the valley.

Dozens of Mahagu tribe members in the distance looked at each other when they saw this, and then left in a hurry. As for Maha Shuang who was entangled with Zi Yan, he didn't say a word, separated from Zi Yan with one move, and turned around and flew away.

Looking at the battlefield that had suddenly become silent, Mo Yu shook his head, then looked at Xiao Yan and the others and said, "Let's leave this place first."

Several people nodded, and with a move of their bodies, they quickly flew towards the deeper part of the Burning Sky Volcano.

As Mo Yu and the others left, the valley suddenly became quiet. Only the corpses and blood scattered on the ground reminded us of the brutal battle that had broken out earlier.