The Little Evil Lord of Thousand Tribulations is said to be the youngest monk on the list before Lin Zhan entered the combat power list.

After Lin Zhan was on the list, Jun Mochou became the second youngest.

Moreover, this Jun Mochou is still in the youth combat power list and has always steadily occupied the tenth position.

The tenth is stable, is his strength stagnant, or is everyone's level improving simultaneously? No.

There are some interesting stories about this. Jun Mochou attaches great importance to this combat power list. Among the top ten combat power list, several of them are his friends, and they can be said to be like brothers. Therefore, he maintained his tenth position and had a sense of being a guardian.

Defend the rankings of the top brothers. If the newcomer rises and has the momentum to rush to the top ten of the combat power list, even if no one challenges him, he will take the initiative to suppress the newcomer who debuts or potential opponents who rise in the later stage.

Jun Mochou has always had such strength, and the reputation of Qianjie Xiao Xiejun is not a joke.

Usually, on the road to advancement of cultivators in the Blue Ice World, they will face the test of heavenly tribulation from the beginning of attacking the Xuan level.

This is also the so-called way of heaven in a world, and there are no restrictions that allow too many strong people to appear.

Generally speaking, after experiencing the initial heavenly tribulation of the Xuan level, the heavenly tribulation will only come when the impact level level has just been completed.

However, this little evil king of Thousand Tribulation seems to have a certain kind of heavenly tribulation halo. From the Xuan level to the peak level of the first-level Xuan level, he has experienced a large and small heavenly tribulation, and has passed a thousand numbers. He will have a journey of dying and dying in three or two days.

What is amazing is that Jun Mochou is also tempered by this constant thunder and lightning disaster clouds, becoming more and more courageous. Not only does he lose his body, but he also has the strength to crush his opponents at the same level. Others are afraid of talking about disasters, so he has the honor and reputation of the Little Evil Lord of Thousand Tribulations.

Among the rumors, he also has a distinctive feature, that is, he wears combat armor all day and never changes it all year round. This sounds like a bit of a quirk. Everyone speculates that the armor is also used by him to protect the heavenly tribulation at any time.

Of course, because this kind of halo of heavenly tribulation also makes him so evil that he has no friends.

At any time, a sudden catastrophe is coming. Who dares to stay by his side all day long? Staying away from him is the best choice.

Chen Huansheng and Min Yaoshi, who were ranked 18th and 19th in the battle list, almost without distinction. While waiting for the duel, he consciously stayed away from the viewing area and stopped on a slightly off-the-straight mountain because he was afraid that the heavenly disaster would hurt others at any time.

The duel time has been postponed to today, and Jun Mochou stayed on the mountain for one night without complaints.

The showdown was about to begin, and he arrived at the scene.

"Where are you responsible for laying out the ban? Is the protective ban in this martial arts field firm? "

Lin Zhanxun, who was standing in the north stand, looked at him and saw a strange armored monk asking about the situation of the ban.

Judging from the heroic and tender face that was barely revealed, Lin Zhan estimated that this armored monk was not a few years older than him.

This should be the "Little Evil Lord of Thousand Tribulations" and you, Mr. Mocho.

Lin Zhan was amused when he saw this Jun Mochou, who had a halo of heavenly tribulation. What a fuck you, you have a tall metal hat with a metal pole, it would be strange if you don’t get robbed or be struck by lightning!

This Jun Mochou is not wearing the robe of an ordinary monk, but is fully armed, wearing silver-white metal armor, with a whole piece of protection on the chest and back, while the shoulders and arms are the kind of dense lock armor, while the lower body is a pair of black tight leather pants and a pair of half-height leather boots.

The most eye-catching thing is naturally a fully protected metal helmet, which is also a silver metal helmet that reflects a glittering light against the backdrop of light. Above the helmet is a "antenna"-shaped metal pole. I don't know if it is designed like this or has any special defensive effect. But combined with this guy's habit of not taking off his armor or taking off his helmet all year round, there is no doubt that it is definitely the culprit of being struck by lightning.

Lin Zhan doesn't know how to verify this, or tells Jun Mochou that a person who is often struck by lightning should be used to it, it doesn't matter anyway, cough cough...

Bo Dao passed, and the two walked through several prohibited array eye positions and had some communication.

Then, Jun Mochou went to the south stand and greeted several people there who had met with him.

Bo Dao returned to the north stand, passed by Lin Zhan, and said, "This kid is quite funny, but not as weird as the outside world says. Instead, he is very worried that his attack power will penetrate the prohibition protection and hit the audience. He kept asking me if I am firm... Boss, be careful with his strength."

"Well, I understand." Lin Zhan nodded, turned around and still looked at the bustling south stands at this moment.

In addition to the booths set up and the booth staff, there seemed to be many strange guests.

Those booths are actually the Xuan-level monks sent by the black group to prevent them.

Yesterday, Wu Liang reported that among several groups of monks, there are strong people, at least those in the middle stage of the Xuan level or above. It is estimated that only hidden sects have such a foundation, which also brings unstable factors.

But now it seems that there are many unfamiliar faces today, and this unstable factor is probably more complicated.

As for the stands on both sides of the east and west, except for the sound of gongs and drums, today's cheerleaders could not even get on the side. The group of beautiful monks who had changed back to normal monk robes were sitting there, a little listless.

This is not a colorful world. Apart from the snow-white sky, most monks' gray-white plain robes have almost no more colorful robes. They mourn the excited moment of yesterday. It was a display, and it received extraordinary attention. It was a kind of addictive honor.

However, the hot skirt and tights are still placed in their storage space. Maybe there is a chance to perform next time, so how can you show off your skills?

Someone took the lead in cheering, shouting, and shouting at the top of his lungs, because after the opening remarks of Grandpa Yue Budao, his black star boy Lin Zhan, was already standing in the center of the martial arts field with a cool and heroic look.

The black robe was erect and untainted. The long black cloak was slightly raised backwards. This majestic figure was the most difficult mark in the eyes of these beautiful girls.

"War and fight, let's conquer together!"

Qianjie Xiao Xiejun, standing on the suspended crystal stone to the south, the silver antenna above his head was straight.

He frowned at the crazy noise of the stands on both sides of the east and west, and said to Lin Zhan: "Young Master Black Star, can you please stop yelling? I am really worried that it will attract thunder clouds in the heavenly tribulation."
Chapter completed!