Mo Yin threw away all the clutter in his mind, and then began to calm down and prepare to start cultivating. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because of these days of competition, the aura in the body faintly shows signs that it is about to expand and burst.

The method of cultivation is very clear, between life and death, during the battle with others, this is the most able to break through quickly, perhaps more useful than taking that best pill.

But if there is a good pill as a match, then it is naturally a different matter.

That is, the strong and powerful join forces, and the probability of success in cultivation is naturally self-evident.

"Xiaobai, help me watch the door, don't let those women mess with me."

"Don't worry, boy."

The wild dog ran to the door and lay down. He knew that Mo Yin's cultivation also wanted to refine the Broken Pills for himself as soon as possible, so he was very grateful.

Now Mo Yin didn't think much about it, so he finished the things in front of him first and sat cross-legged. It seems that even the flow of air has slowed down.

The aura began to flow slowly in the body, and as the time passed for the ink to be hidden, the flow of the aura became rapid and irregular.

Every cell in his body seemed to be activated, and every blood vessel could clearly appear in Mo Yin's mind.

After a cup of tea, the aura on Mo Yin's body suddenly gathered in his chest, and the aura burned his chest like a flame, making Mo Yin feel unbearable pain, and sweat on his forehead was like rain.

The skin on his body gradually turned red, and white smoke came out of his body and floated in the air.

This is a part of cultivation, basic.

If you want to take shortcuts and take shortcuts, then not only will you not succeed in cultivation, but if you seriously cause your cultivation to regress and be seriously injured.

His teeth clenched, and a trace of blood ran down the corners of his lips, but the pain couldn't distract Mo Yin from the burning pain in his chest.

The clothes on Mo Yin's body were completely soaked with sweat and stuck to his body, and then they were slowly dried, and this was repeated many times. After being scorched and tortured for half an hour, the fiery flame finally subsided. But with it came the cold, which was like a thousand years of ice.

Every inch of skin on his body seemed to be wrapped in ice, and it was a bitter cold, indescribable pain. It's as if you've been frozen into an ice sculpture, and the whole person will shatter into countless pieces like ice if you touch it lightly.

Mo Yin's face turned pale from the initial flush at this time, and the whole person stiffened there like a corpse. If you don't look closely at the body that is trembling slightly from the biting cold, you will mistakenly think that this person is dead.

The cold seemed to freeze the muscles and veins and blood of Mo Yin's body, but the aura in his body was not frozen at all, but was more and more violently scurrying in his body.

The black qi in the body was emitted at this time, and it had been quietly floating around, but the aura collided violently because of the cold on the outside and the heat on the inside, stirring up the chaos in Mo Yin's body.

I don't know how long it took, as time went by little by little, the biting cold and scorching flames slowly disappeared, and Mo Yin's complexion and face finally returned to their normal appearance. The black gas that was originally wafting around had also disappeared at this time.

The eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened at this time, a cold light shot out, and the body jumped up, floating like the wind. Mo Yin moved his muscles and made a crisp sound.

The Blood Devouring Sword was held in his hand, and he used a few swords at will, and the speed was extremely fast, and this strength and speed were definitely a notch stronger than just now.

In an instant, the air seemed to condense and slowed down, and a moment later, more than a dozen ice swords appeared out of thin air in mid-air, floating in the air.

The temperature in the room suddenly plummeted, and the ice sword exuded an oppressive chill, as if it were injured if it was touched.

The corners of Mo Yin's mouth hooked up a slight smile, his eyes became sharp, and he shouted: "Scatter!" ”

With a "bang", the ice sword instantly turned into white smoke and dissipated into the air.

Put away the sword and return it to the sheath.

Mo Yin sat back in his chair, and it was already night.

Now not only has it been promoted to the second level of the Dragon Warrior King, but even the control of the Excalibur feels much more handy than at the beginning.

"Whew"

Mo Yin breathed a deep sigh of relief, and then took out the map he got last time and took a look.

"Xiaobai, you said that this map really wants to be here in Heicheng, can you see what the place is?"

"It's my first time here, and there are so many of these 100,000 mountains around, maybe it's one of them," the wild dog Taoist also said with a wry smile.

"Then let's go and take a look after these things are done first, maybe there will be a harvest."

"Boy, can I ask you a question, you don't have to answer me."

"Do you want to ask Shangguan Xue about it?" Mo Yin said lightly.

The Wild Dog Daoist was slightly stunned, but he also expressed his thoughts.

After being silent for a moment, Mo Yin said, "She is the person I once loved the most, and she is also my wife and enemy."

"Sorry, boy. I shouldn't have asked, don't say it. ”

Mo Yin smiled faintly and said, "I will tell you when I have a chance in the future." ”

"Hmm."

Five days later, Rushuang announced the start of the third game.

Early in the morning, all the contestants who stayed behind came to the dormitory to wait, and Mo Yin also came to the dormitory early.

At this time, Ying Xueling and Su Xing were already not far away, and the two saw Mo Yin, and Ying Xueling immediately beckoned: "Brother Yin, this way." ”

"Mo Gongzi is good." Su Xingdrunk saw Mo Yin, and immediately smiled honestly and said hello.

Looking at today's state, it doesn't seem to be drunk, very sober.

Mo Yin smiled indifferently and said, "Brother Su seems to be in good spirits today, haven't you been drinking?" ”

Because Mo Yin knows that for those who love wine, it will be uncomfortable if they don't drink it that day.

"Haha, Miss Sakura has already explained that she wants to clear the obstacles for Childe and win the championship. So I don't want to miss Childe's big event.,Besides, if you perform.,Miss said there was a reward.。 ”

Su Xing smiled drunk, very obsessed with wine, as if coming to this Dragon Martial Academy was to play, and he didn't care much about victory. There's no interest in the championship either, it's just good wine.

"Just be casual, Brother Su. Maybe you'll be even stronger after drinking. ”

"What Childe said makes sense, then I'll take a bite when I can't fight next, maybe I'll kill the other party."

Ying Xueling shook her head helplessly as she looked at the hangover, it seemed that this little girl was also a little speechless about this hangover.

A person with a cheerful and informal personality like Hangover Drunk doesn't care at all and won't hide his thoughts, and he will repay him a hundred times for being kind to him.

"Good morning." A very charming voice is soft but has a penetrating effect, and the people who were still talking in front of the dormitory are attracted by the sound at this time.

"An unreserved woman." Another glamorous voice followed.

It's as if one is spring and the other is winter.

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