Mu Xue and Mu Xue

"..." He was really speechless, feeling a mixture of deep helplessness and resentment.

He was a little crazy, and there seemed to be two burning flames in his eyes, and the flames seemed to devour everything around them.

His body trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress the surging power in his heart, or as if he was making a final struggle with some invisible force.

Qi Lei lowered his head, his long hair falling like a waterfall, covering his face, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment.

After a while, he slowly placed his hand on Lin Mo's shoulder. The hand seemed gentle, but it carried an irresistible force, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

Lin Mo was startled by his actions and his body stiffened suddenly like a frightened deer.

His eyes widened with fear, and his lips trembled slightly.

"What...what do you want to do?" Lin Mo's voice was a little hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor. He tried to step back, but Qi Lei's hand was like a pair of pliers, locking him tightly.

"Do you think you have a choice?"

Qi Lei's voice was low and cold, and every word sounded like a verdict coming from the depths of hell. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared like a gust of wind, leaving no trace.

Lin Mo now found himself in a world of stars.

The stars here are twinkling and dazzling, but he has no heart to appreciate them.

He felt that he was still connected to his body, but that connection was so weak, like a thin silk thread that would break with the slightest force.

He was like a lonely soul lost in the vast universe, looking around here with confusion in his eyes.

He didn't know what he was going to do, nor did he know what would happen next. Time seemed to have stopped here, and he spent a while helplessly.

Suddenly, this originally beautiful starry world began to change. Darkness surged in from all directions like a tide, as if all the colors were slowly being swallowed by the darkness, disappearing bit by bit, leaving only endless darkness.

The darkness seemed to have life, constantly spreading and expanding, tightly wrapping Lin Mo in it.

When the only color left in the world was darkness, a large screen suddenly appeared in front of Lin Mo's eyes. The screen emitted a strange light, and what was displayed on it was the scene that "Lin Mo" on the ring saw.

Lin Mo was still in the air, but Xiu Zhiwei's sword energy had already reached his side like lightning. The sword energy was extremely sharp, with an unstoppable momentum, as if it wanted to chop everything in front of it into pieces.

But Lin Mo, who should have fallen down, just hovered in the air, as if there was a mysterious force supporting him around his body.

The sword energy that reached him was also dispersed by a mysterious thunder beside Lin Mo. The thunder was like a roaring dragon, instantly tearing the sword energy into pieces.

"Hahahaha! Let me show you the power from the lost gods in the world!" "Lin Mo's" laughter echoed above the ring, and that laughter was full of arrogance and disdain.

After saying that, "Lin Mo" raised his hand, and the seven-colored turntable appeared in his hand. No, now it should be called the "Seven Thunder Wheel!" At this moment, the Seven Thunder Wheel has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before.

It showed the turntable's bracket, which was made of a mysterious metal and engraved with ancient and mysterious runes. It flashed a strange light in the darkness, allowing it to stand steadily.

The colors of its turntable are also richer. The seven colors seem to be injected with life, so bright that they seem to flow out of the turntable.

While still in Lin Mo's hand, it could no longer hold back and began to spit out strands of lightning, which were like nimble little snakes, swimming around the turntable.

Then "Lin Mo" raised his hand suddenly, and the Seven Thunder Wheel in his hand flew into the air. As it slowly flew into the air, it also grew at an astonishing speed.

With each rotation, the thunder it emitted slowly changed from strands to thick bolts of lightning. Those thunders intertwined together to form a huge electric net that covered the sky above the arena.

"Let me see, what reward should I give you first?"

Lin Mo said as he made a thoughtful gesture, a cruel smile on his lips and a playful look in his eyes.

"Arrogant!" Xiu Zhiwei was not frightened by Lin Mo's sudden appearance, but was furious. His face turned red with anger and his eyes were full of rage.

He was very, very angry because this guy actually ignored him so much, which was a great insult to him.

He held the big knife tightly in his hand. The knife seemed to feel the anger of its owner and trembled slightly.

Xiu Zhiwei rushed forward with his big knife in hand. His steps were firm and powerful, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step.

He wanted to force his way in. The sword energy he used before was useless. Now he couldn't care less. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to make this arrogant guy pay the price.

So he simply charged forward himself, like an angry bull.

"Ants, so annoying!" Lin Mo, who was originally hesitant, turned unhappy when he saw Xiu Zhiwei rushing up. His brows were tightly furrowed and a trace of boredom flashed in his eyes.

Then he snapped his fingers, and with the snap came a trace of star power.

The power of the stars was like a dazzling band of light, rushing towards the seven-colored wheel in the sky that was shining brightly.

In an instant, the seven-colored wheel seemed to be injected with endless energy and began to spin violently.

Its speed was getting faster and faster, causing a whistling sound as if it was going to tear the air around it apart.

The seven colors of the seven-color wheel dance happily under the pointer, and each dance is full of mysterious rhythm.

Every time the wheel beats, a rough bolt of lightning emanates from the edge of the wheel. These bolts of lightning are like angry dragons, roaring and rushing towards different directions randomly, as if they want to bring the entire world into their range of ravage.

Blue lightning streaked across the sky, crashing down. Where it landed, a series of strange sights instantly appeared. Were they ice crystals?

They are crystal clear and emit a biting chill. Each piece of ice crystal is like a work of art carefully crafted by nature.

But in the blink of an eye, the ice crystals seemed to turn into flames, burning fiercely and extremely hot, forming a sharp contrast with the previous coldness, making the surrounding air distorted.

The purple thunder was like a mysterious phantom, its speed reaching an extreme level.

Those who didn't blink were all amazed, because they opened their eyes wide and didn't see how the lightning appeared and landed.

It is like a visitor from another time and space, which appears briefly and then disappears without a trace, leaving only the deep shock in people's hearts.

Although the white thunder looks weak, it has a unique momentum.

It is more rugged, like a giant white python, twisting its huge body in the air.

When it rushed towards its target, the wind pressure it created made the people around it somewhat unstable, as if it contained a power that could overturn the world.

The orange thunder fell like a burning meteor, leaving a long tail of flame.

When the lightning struck, the stone-covered ground instantly caught fire.

The flames raged, devouring everything around them. The stone floor around the flames was still emitting a scorching red glow, as if it had been burned by the fire of hell, emitting a terrifying high temperature.

The red thunder carried a breath of destruction, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

When it fell, the extremely hard stone slab of the arena turned into powder in an instant, raising a cloud of dust that covered the sky.

The smoke and dust filled the air for a long time, as if telling of the terrifying power of the thunder.

After the yellow thunder fell, it seemed unremarkable and did not cause much noise, as if it had no special effect.

It is like an alien that doesn't fit in, quietly blending into the surrounding environment, making people wonder about its existence.

The black thunder is like the god of death in the darkness, carrying an endless gloomy aura.

After it fell, it hit the audience seats outside the ring. The audience in the seats were not scared by the black lightning at first, because they knew that the ring had a life-level protective magic circle, which was the guarantee of their safety. They firmly believed that this magic circle could withstand any attack.

But what they didn't expect was that the judge's figure appeared like a flash of lightning at the landing point of the black thunder.

The black lightning was not blocked by the protective magic circle, but passed through directly as if it was in an empty space!

Fortunately, the judge took action in time and used his powerful strength to neutralize the fatal blow. Otherwise, many people would have died at the scene, and it would have been a terrible disaster.

Xiu Zhiwei was so frightened by this scene that his whole body began to tremble. His face turned as pale as paper and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

No, it wasn't just Xiu Zhiwei. Everyone on the ring was trembling with fear at this horrific scene. Their lips were quivering, their eyes were filled with fear, and they couldn't utter a word. It was as if the whole world had fallen into silence at this moment.

The Seven Thunder Wheels spun round and round as if tirelessly, and bolts of lightning flew out from the wheels like raindrops.

The wheel is like a child who has been trapped for a long time and finally regains his freedom. These thunders are like flowers scattered to celebrate his "happiness" after he just got out. Each one carries his irrepressible excitement and joy.

Finally, under everyone's nervous gaze, the pointer of the Seven Thunders Turntable slowly stopped on the orange area. Seeing this, Lin Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile.

He raised the sword given by Ziyuan high in his hand. The sword flashed brightly under the sunlight, as if responding to the unknown fate that was about to come.