Chapter Five Hundred And Thirtieth Seven Can Not Hold Back

One after another, god-level powerhouses appeared on the stage, showing their holiness in front of everyone, causing a lot of exclamations.

Everyone hopes that one day, they can become god-level powerhouses.

Maybe one or two of the people present can finally make it to this point, but most of them will still lose sight of the crowd.

No matter how talented you were, how much hope was placed by your family and relatives~.

Where it will go in the end is unknown.

After all, there are only a few who can become god-level powerhouses.

Two lights flashed in the air again, Lin Moyu looked up and couldn't help smiling.

Bai Yiyuan is back.

But there was also a middle-aged beautiful woman who came back with Bai Yiyuan.

Lin Moyu smiled, "Teacher, you are back."

"En." Bai Yiyuan's expression seemed a little unnatural.

The middle-aged beautiful woman who came back with Bai Yiyuan suddenly said to Lin Moyu, "You are Yiyuan's disciple, Xiaoyu, right?"

Lin Moyu rolled his eyes slightly, "I've seen my wife."

Bai Yiyuan's eyebrows twitched, but he didn't object.

The middle-aged beautiful woman was obviously elated by the call of the teacher, and she smiled coquettishly, "Okay, the child is so good! The teacher didn't prepare anything, so I will give you this as a meeting gift.

As she spoke, the middle-aged beautiful woman directly stuffed something into Lin Moyu's hands.

"Teacher." Lin Moyu didn't expect this mistress to be so enthusiastic.

The elder did not dare to resign, but simply accepted it generously.

The reason why Lin Moyu dared to call her Shi Niang was because he felt the aura of Bai Yiyuan and the middle-aged beautiful woman.

The middle-aged beautiful woman has an aura of Bai Yiyuan, and it doesn't just stay on the surface.

Similarly, Bai Yiyuan also has the aura of a beautiful middle-aged woman.

The breaths of the two sides are entangled together, making it difficult to separate each other.

Lin Moyu can be sure that something must have happened between the two of them.

That's why he dared to call Mrs. Mistress, and sure enough, he called Mrs. Mistress correctly.

Bai Yiyuan said, "Her name is Zhu Qingliu, level 94, a god-level therapist."

Lin Moyu was secretly surprised. Although there are god-level healers in the empire, there are not many of them.

He called out respectfully, "Hello, Mrs. Qingliu."

Zhu Qingliu repeatedly said, "Be good, be good."

"Master's wife" made her very happy.

Bai Yiyuan sighed at the side, helpless.

Ning Tairan and a few old fellows came over and congratulated Bai Yiyuan, "Congratulations to Lao Bai, you are so happy.

Bai Yiyuan waved his hand, "Go, go, what are you doing with a bunch of old guys!"

They didn't care about Bai Yiyuan's reaction, and said to Zhu Qingliu, "Congratulations God Liu, you finally took Lao Bai down."

Zhu Qingliu smiled happily, "Thank you, I invite you to have a wedding in a few days!"

"Okay, okay, we'll definitely be there."

"Remember to prepare a good gift, it's not okay to be light.

"That's that!"

Suddenly a tall tower appeared in the sky.

The phantom of Shen Xiata appeared, Lin Moyu whispered, "Teacher Meng is here!"

whoosh whoosh!

A large number of people took off into the sky, resting Anzi innocently.

And all of them have good looks, and all of them are very beautiful.

If you take any one out, you will be stunning when you are young, no worse than Mo Yun and others.

Bai Yiyuan harbored malicious intentions, "Look, this is Lao Meng's friend."

"If Lao Meng is willing, you boy will have more than a dozen mistresses soon."

Lin Moyu laughed, "It's not like I can get more than a dozen gifts.

The corner of Bai Yiyuan's mouth twitched twice, "You bastard who is greedy for money."

Lin Moyu grinned, "Teacher, come on."

Bai Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, "What oil do you add?"

Lin Moyu said, "Come on, get me a junior brother or sister.

"Get lost!" Bai Yiyuan was so angry that he almost slapped him.

Lin Moyu checked the meeting gift given by Zhu Qingliu.

[God-level Healing Amulet: The talisman that seals the god-level healing technique can be used repeatedly before the energy is exhausted. 】

"nice one!"

Lin Moyu was overjoyed, this is a good thing that can really save lives.

Even if it is missing an arm or a leg, as long as there is this god-level healing amulet, it can be restored in an instant.

Lin Moyu knows how difficult it is to make å talismans.

A god-level alchemist is required to make a blank amulet, and then a god-level therapist seals the healing technique in it.

Sealing one's own healing skills into the talisman will be harmful to oneself.

Under normal circumstances, god-level therapists would not do this.

It was only out of consideration for the safety of their loved ones that the god-level therapist took pains to make such a talisman regardless of himself.

After having it, it is equivalent to several more lives.

Lin Moyu can feel the god-level energy in the amulet, which can be used at least 10 times.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Qingliu raised her hand and gave such a treasure to herself. This mistress looks really nice.

The phantom of the god Xiata in the sky is still flickering, and Meng Anwen has not come yet.

Lin Moyu came to Ning Yiyi, "Yi Yi [this is for you."

Amulets are of no use to Lin Moyu.

If he encounters the time to use the amulet, the amulet will not save him.

On the contrary, for Ning Yiyi, the talisman can save lives.

Ning Yiyi took the talisman in a daze, and after checking it, she exclaimed, "God-level healing talisman."

Then she hurriedly returned the talisman to Mo Yu, "I don't want it, you keep it for yourself."

Lin Moyu pushed it back again, "This amulet is useless to me, you can keep it, so I can feel at ease. Be good, be obedient!"

"Oh!" Ning Yiyi happily put away the amulet.

Seeing that Ning Yiyi put away the talisman, Lin Moyu smiled, "You guys continue talking."

He walked away and looked at the sky.

There was going to be a big show in the air soon, and he wanted to see how the always calm Teacher Meng would deal with it.

Seeing that Bai Yiyuan couldn't handle even one person, Meng Anwen would probably have a terrible headache.

Just thinking about it, Lin Moyu finds it amusing.

Ning Yiyi looked at Lin Moyu's back with thoughtful eyes.

0…ask for flowers……

Mo Yun whispered, "I didn't expect him to give you this thing too.

Ning Yiyi hummed, "He was afraid that I would be in danger."

Shu Han said softly, "Brother Lin treats you really well."

Ning Yiyi blushed, she naturally knew how good Lin Moyu was to her.

Mo Yun whispered in Ning Yiyi's ear, "We can't drag him any longer."

Ning Yiyi nodded, she understands. "

"I know I can't help him, but at least I can't hold him back."

"In the future, I will level up by myself. Although it will be slower and tiring, I can't drag him down."

Now that the level gap between the two has gradually widened, she also knows that Lin Moyu will upgrade faster and faster.

I can no longer pester him like before and let him take the brush with me.

This will only make Lin Moyu's upgrade speed slower and slower.

Mo Yun said, "The enemies he encounters are getting stronger and stronger now. If he can't raise his level quickly, he might encounter enemies he can't fight against in the future."

Shu Han said softly, "Junior Lin has his own way, which is different from ours."

Mo Yun said softly, "Everyone's path is different!"

Ning Yiyi clenched her small fists, "I also have my way. Grandpa said that my way is very powerful even if it goes to the extreme. 17

Shu Han smiled tenderly, "That's right, our little Yiyi has always been very good."

The phantom of the air god Shata finally solidified after several minutes.

In a solid moment, Meng Anwen, who is facing the wind in the jade tree, appeared in midair.

Shen Xiata is his back, and Meng Anwen is already radiant just standing there.

His aura overwhelmed everyone, it was astonishingly powerful.

The people standing below gasped. Although Meng Anwen didn't make any big noise, his oppressive force was unprecedented.

"Anshen, this is Anshen!"

"It's so strong, it's worthy of being a dual-professional dual-god level, the only one in the world, and unprecedented."

"It's too strong, stronger than any previous god level."

"Why do I feel that the god Xiata has become a foil for soothing the gods."

People exploded, shocked by Meng Anwen's strength.

A group of god-level powerhouses were also shocked, Ning Tairan said in a low voice, "Unexpectedly, this guy will become a high-level god-level before us."

"Level 96, I'm envious!" Sword God Feng Chang'an said in a low voice.

His body was full of sword energy, and his fighting spirit was raging, "I really want to fight Lao Meng again."

Bai Yiyuan cut out, "Come on, fighting with him is the most boring thing."

Feng Chang'an's fighting spirit disappeared, "Indeed, it's boring to not even find the enemy anywhere."

After Meng Anwen appeared, the beauties who had taken off before rushed forward like bees, surrounding Meng Anwen in the center.

Everyone below is ready to watch a good show.

But after a while, these beauties dispersed one after another, and none of them entangled Meng Anwen.

Meng Anwen passed among thousands of flowers, not even a single leaf touched his body, Shi Shiran flew down, stunned everyone. .