Tang Dieyi couldn't hear her daughter's voice, but she had already guessed how much she was thinking and struck the iron ground while it was hot and she made a long speech.

"Daughter, you can't lose to the girl from the Gu family. Although you have no breasts or butts, you are my Tang Dieyi's daughter. How could you be worse than others..."

Tang Dieyi talked endlessly, and each word disturbed Ye Qianqian's heart. She was filled with mixed feelings and said angrily: "I won't tell you."

With a bang, she hung up the phone, held her face on her own, sat on the bed, staring at the moon outside the window, and muttered resentfully: "I'm afraid that your daughter will not get married, so hum, push me to Yu Mo, so I won't agree."

Having said that, a figure involuntarily appeared in her mind, shining brightly.

The figure gradually became clearer and finally became Yu Mo's appearance.

"Ah-why is it him!"

She kept shaking her head and screaming at the top of her lungs. She had imagined what the great hero who destroyed Lin Futu would look like, but it was always very vague.

At this moment, this figure was particularly clear, it was Yu Mo.

"The mistake must be their words that affected me. I want to sleep, I want to dream of a real hero." Ye Qianqian lifted up the quilt, covered it on his head, and struggled for more than a day before going to bed.

It’s a pity that she didn’t dream of the great hero she had always dreamed of, but she still dreamed of Yu Mo, stepping on the seven-colored clouds, extremely brave and mighty.

In the night, Yu Moqian [31 Novel Network] entered the river. He was not alone, and there was another person sitting cross-legged beside him - Zhuang Yushu.

After all, Yu Mo accepted Zhuang Yushu as his disciple, but he had never found any magical powers to teach the other party. Now, he finally squeezed out a set of magical powers from the Demon Saint, which happened to be taught to Zhuang Yushu.

Zhuang Yushu had already experienced the initial excitement and started practicing with all his heart. The magical power he practiced was called the Dragon Transformation. It was very powerful according to the Demon Saint, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Yu Mo was skeptical, but he still taught the Dragon Transformation to Zhuang Yushu. After all, the Demon Saint of Heaven has not deceived Yu Mo.

Zhuang Yushu's whole body was filled with green light, and at the same time, rays of golden light also overflowed from the depths of his body, reflecting the green light and complementing each other.

Zhuang Yushu's changes can be distinguished by the naked eye, but Yu Mo's changes cannot be discovered by outsiders.

After experiencing the battle last night, his insights became deeper. In addition, the refined catastrophe power also rushed upwards. There was no doubt that this must be the result of Gu Ziqing's concern for him.

The refined catastrophe power accumulates more and more. Suddenly, with a dull sound, the catastrophe power in Yu Mo's body surged by leaps and bounds, as if it had broken through a shackle, and a qualitative change appeared.

He actually refined one percent of the catastrophe power, and in total, he refined ten percent of the catastrophe power, but saw that the catastrophe power that was originally flowing rapidly became slow.

Yu Mo seemed to have some insights and tried his best to activate the Tribulation Divine Art. The Tribulation Power kept tempering his body. He couldn't help but scream and quickly shut up.

The speed of his body tempering by the power of the catastrophe has accelerated, which is a world of difference from before. He can tolerate the pain of the past, but this time he is almost collapsed.

"I have to hold on, and I can only see the rainbow after the storm. I can't fall."

He kept hinting that time passed by minute by minute, and when he was almost desperate, the catastrophe stopped.

It seemed as if it was the calm before the storm came, and he immediately held his breath and waited for it with all his strength.

"boom!"

The power of robbery exploded in his qi sea and turned into countless tiny power of robbery, like steel needles piercing into every inch of meridians and skin.

"ah--"

He screamed to the sky, his eyes wide open, and he stared at the river.

Zhuang Yushu was startled and stopped practicing. He looked at Yu Mo in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"Master!" He rushed up and tried to help, but had no idea how to start.

Yu Mo was a little rational, and waved his hand to stop Zhuang Yushu.

Zhuang Yushu stood aside worriedly, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, spinning around.

The power of the catastrophe subsided and gathered together from all over the place like a trickle.

The pain gradually disappeared, Yu Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of joy gradually climbed up to his eyebrows, he blurted out and shouted, "The early stage of fasting!"

The power of the catastrophe became smoother again, and his heart moved. The power of the catastrophe came out of his fingertips, like a high-speed rotating bullet, bringing a splash of water and hitting the bottom of the river.

Click!

A huge crack appeared at the bottom of the river, spreading outward, and the river water quickly poured in.

Yu Mo's eyes lit up, and the power of the attack with the power of the robbery increased greatly, which was very different from the previous effect.

Zhuang Yushu looked at this scene with envy and surprise, and sincerely exclaimed: "Master, you are so awesome!"

Yu Mo smiled proudly and said, "My cultivation has improved again."

"Congratulations to Master." Zhuang Yushu said enviously.

"How have you practiced?" Yu Mo's eyes fixed on Zhuang Yushu. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he was shocked and said, "How have you practiced?"

Zhuang Yushu was startled and asked in vain: "Master, are there any problems? I practice step by step, and I don't know if there is any mistake."

Yu Mo rolled his eyes and sighed, thinking that there was still something wrong with it, and he didn't know what was right.

In a blink of an eye, Zhuang Yushu's cultivation level actually reached the early stage of foundation building and directly skipped the body refining stage. This was much more powerful than Yu Mo himself.

He was dumbfounded and could not speak for a long time.

The Demon Saint seemed happy to see Yu Mo being defeated, and said proudly: "Boy, now you know that the dragon has become powerful? Of course, this is not entirely because of the dragon's transformation, because he owns the bloodline of the dragon, which is a condition that many practitioners dream of but cannot get."

"Can his cultivation speed be like a rocket because of these two strands?" Yu Mo asked back.

"Cultivation is sailing against the current, but there are also many geniuses, and there are even people born to know. Such people have great magical powers at birth, which is unenviable. Although this kid's situation is special, it is not worth making a fuss." The Demon Saint explained.

"So that's it." Yu Mo suddenly realized that this was a great experience.

But he didn't know that the Demon Saint wanted to scold her.

"It's really unfair. It's fine if you have Yu Mo, a training monster. Now there's another Zhuang Yushu coming out, and you'll let others live."

The Demon Saint remembers very well how difficult it was to practice before. How could Yu Mo and Zhuang Yushu be as smooth as God's help?
Chapter completed!