Chapter 247 Son of God

At the same time, Xuanmo naturally took action, and his goal is of course the young man in white in the Miwu Temple.

After a moment, the young man in white frowned slightly and meditated in his heart, "Is it two people?"

Then, the young man in white said to the air in front of him, "Since you are here, show your true body."

Suddenly, a black figure appeared in front of the young man in white.

It's none other than that this black figure is Xuanmo. He didn't expect that the young man in white in front of him could feel it in the state of the hidden method.

So, in Xuanmo's heart, the first feeling is that the young man in front of him is by no means simple. He is likely to have reached the divine level, and he stands alone in the Miwu Temple. Maybe he is the owner of Miwu City.

At this time, when Xuanmo appeared in front of the young man in white, he really saw the appearance of the young man in white.

The white coat, white trousers, and the white hair that does not appear at this age, there are almost no gorgeous decorations. The faint eyes are full of endless vicissitudes, as if they have experienced countless battle baptisms. However, his height is only about 1.6 meters. If it hadn't been for his face, Xuanmo would have thought that he was only in his teens.

"Are you the owner of Miwu City?" Xuanmo asked immediately. However, this tone is completely questioning. How can Xuanmo have a good attitude towards the people of Miwu City, let alone the owner of Miwu City.

The young man in white smiled and said, "It's really my best person. This look and tone are all so angry. After waiting for so long, you finally appeared."

"Well, in this case, you are the owner of Miwu City." Xuan Mo Dao.

In fact, at this time, Xuanmo's heart was still full of surprise. With his divine strength, he could not feel the strength of the young man in white in front of him.

His strength seems to be ancient, like a black hole, which can't be felt at all.

The young man in white shook his sleeves and continued, "The city owner is just a code name. I only have only one real identity, and in the future, I will have more and bigger identities."

Xuan Mo snorted coldly, and then said angrily, "Well, people like you only deserve one identity, that is, the devil who has no humanity."

"Haha!"

"The devil who has no humanity?"

"I'm sorry, I already have this identity, and I will have many titles such as the king, the ruler of this continent, the king of destruction and so on. This is my mission, because my real title points my way."

When the young man in white said this, the vicissitudes of sight disappeared in an instant, replaced by the murderous blood-colored eyes, which were obviously in contrast to the white clothes he was wearing.

At this time, Xuan Mo had already had a dark knife in his hand. It was the underworld's death knife, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Well, I don't care who you will be in the future. All I know is that you killed my mother and destroyed my family. This is an irration. Only by taking your head can you pay tribute to my mother."

Xuan Mo clenched the knife and looked coldly at the young man in white.

"Real, but there are too many people in my hands. Who is your mother? What kind of person will give birth to my right person?

"You may not know my mother, but Xuanye, the master of Tianmen, you should know that he is my father, and I am his only son, Xuanmo." Xuan Mo Dao.

At this time, the young man in white seemed to remember something, pondered for a few seconds, and then said, "Oh, it turns out that you are Xuanmo, but I didn't expect that you are not dead. Well, that is to say, my hit man is still a strong man of the heavenly clan, and he seems to have reached the divine level.

"But it's really surprising that he is only in his 20s and has reached the divine level. This speed is really unprecedented and unprecedented."

At this time, Xuanmo moved forward with his left foot, and the killing knife lay in front of him. He continued, "In some ways, my growth is thanks to you, and the purpose of my growth is only one, which is to kill you and destroy the city of Miwu."

When he heard Xuanmo talking about destroying the mysterious martial arts city, the young man in white immediately laughed again.

"Hahaha!"

"Destroy the mysterious city?"

"It's up to you?"

"It's just a guy who doesn't know the thickness of heaven and earth. Don't think that you can destroy my martial arts city if you reach the divine level. I have existed in the martial arts city for more than 500 years. Do you think you can destroy it if you want to destroy it?"

After saying this, the young man in white suddenly looked at the black sky and said lightly, "What's more, with me, the son of God, the idea of destroying Wucheng can only be a dream."

"Son of God?"

At this time, he changed to Xuan Mo and laughed.

"Hahaha!"

"Do you also deserve to be the son of God? I'm afraid you only deserve to be the son of the devil. Xuanmo said disdainfully.

It seemed that he ignored Xuan Mo's disdainful smile. The young man in white still said faintly, "500 years, waiting for 500 years. I have waited for 500 years according to God's will, in order to wait for you. My fate, I am the son of God. Yes, only the son of God deserves this rich continent. Human beings only It's just my slave. Only I, the only fan genius, deserves to be the king of this continent.

"Well, don't dream anymore. How can the mainland be swallowed up by you? At this moment, people on the mainland are gathering together to destroy the world of Miwu, put you into the world of hell, and go to hell to be your king."

The young man in white, that is, the mysterious sky in his own mouth, slowly looked at Xuanmo, "Really? Do you think you have this strength?"

Then, the dark eyes turned into blood-colored eyes in an instant.