The vitality can be cultivated and accumulated slowly, or it can be forcibly improved with heavenly treasures or pills. But the demons are completely different, whether they can be successfully passed, although various means can also be used, but the effect is limited, and most of them still rely on personal will.

If you are not careful, you will go mad, and your cultivation will be scattered, and even worse, you will die and your soul will be destroyed! Because of this, many cultivators of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant were trapped in the Yuan Infant Stage and did not dare to act rashly. However, the Eight-Rank Heart Protector Pill can protect the cultivator's soul and vitality when the Divine Heart Demon Tribulation fails. Although he will not be able to improve in the future, he will be able to save his life. It's so unexciting.

The final winner must be me! Yu Moxuan squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the milky white elixir in Yao Chen's hand covered with eight golden pill patterns, smiling with smugness and confidence. With a sense of hesitation that could be matched immediately, he glanced at the figure standing in front of him, out of the way, without saying a word, as tall as a sharp sword.

"Qin Tianqing, you are the only one left, isn't it that you have no confidence in the disciples under your sect, so you refuse to bet on this bet? Then I don't mind taking out a spirit stone and betting on your sect disciple for you! Although I have a lot of spirit stones, I can't just throw them around," a fake look of exaggerated compassion welled up on his feminine face, "After all, you also know that the number of people who have come out of your Guiyuan Valley in the past is really ......"

Except for the playful ridicule in Moroko's eyes, the rest of the people frowned, and their expressions were a little ugly. Such a provocation and humiliation of a person of high rank, there is no distinction between respect and inferiority, even if Yu Moxuan is an elder of Tianyimen, he is too rampant after all!

Turning around, although the chilling gaze was faint, it was staring at Yu Moxuan, this was the first time Qin Tianqing was looking at him, and a humble and inconspicuous long sword suddenly appeared in his palm, "Tianjiao Sword, if you add one of your arms." I bet on it! Qin Tianqing held the long sword. Said indifferently.

"Good!" Yu Moxuan was slightly stunned, and nodded decisively. With the victory in his hands, a genuine smile appeared on his face, he didn't expect that Qin Tianqing, who had always been indifferent, would be angered by his run. I knew that I would lose. Dare to come up with such a heavy bet.

Not to mention that this Tianjiao Sword is Qin Tianqing's self-cultivation period since the Qi training period, and he has been cultivating until he turns into a god. The power is extraordinary, it is one, and this sword has achieved the prestige of Qin Tianqing in Guiyuan Valley. If he succeeds, it is tantamount to tearing off Qin Tianqing's face and Guiyuan Gu's face, and stepping on a few more kicks, he will definitely gamble.

Ignoring Yu Moxuan, who was the villain's ambition, Qin Tianqing turned his head indifferently, and his gaze fell on the increasingly scarlet blood-colored portal of the True Dragon Ancient Land.

The rest of the elders of the sects were all a little shocked by Qin Tianqing's magnanimity, silently immersed in their own minds, losing the interest in speaking, or closing their eyes to recuperate, or also turning their gaze to the Scarlet Gate.

"Aang!" A desolate and high-pitched dragon groan sounded, and the blood-colored gate began to tremble slightly, and all the people in the field felt a vicissitudes and heavy pressure spread, and dozens of shocked eyes were cast on the blood-colored giant gate in an instant.

The frequency of the trembling of the scarlet giant gate became faster and faster, and the amplitude of the tremor also increased a lot, and the ground shook slightly, "What's the matter?" His eyes narrowed slightly, and Yu Moxuan, who had gambled on his arm, suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, and looked at Yao Chen, "Great Elder, this is ......" Yao Chen's hand that smoothed his beard and put it down, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, his brows furrowed, and he shook his head in confusion, "I have never heard of this kind of change!" ”

There was a dead silence in the field, and everyone looked nervous, their brows furrowed, and their faces were ugly as they stared at the scarlet blood-colored gate that shook like chaff.

"Click! Click! Click! A series of crisp cracking sounds sounded, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, above the blood-red giant gate, criss-crossing cracks appeared, "Bang! A loud bang exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, and then the blood-colored gate with dense cracks exploded open.

Blood, flowing like a river, poured out like a flash flood, staining the ground of yellow sand, and then gradually submerged under the yellow sand.

Just when everyone was overwhelmed, "Ah! Yes! Yes! The terrible screams rang out, and dozens of human figures wrapped in a thin layer of pale cyan aura flashed out of the void, paused slightly in mid-air, and then, like dumplings in the pot, "crackled" and smashed to the ground, setting off a flying yellow sand in the sky.

How powerful the divine consciousness of the Transformation Stage was, when these falling figures had not yet landed, Qin Tianqing's divine sense swept them one by one, his frowning brows stretched out in an instant, the faint smile on his lips flashed, and his lips snorted a few times, and several Yuan Ying elders who returned to Yuan Gu rose up and shot out in different directions.

It wasn't until a few elders of Guiyuan Valley waved their sleeves and wrapped a few pale disciples of Guiyuan Valley with doubts on their faces that they returned to their original places that the elders of the other sects reacted. Several powerful divine senses staggered out, and after that, except for the elders of Tianyi Sect, who did not move, the elders of the other sects who accompanied them bounced out one after another, flying towards the place where the figure fell.

At this time, Yu Moxuan's face was tense, the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, his fists were clenched tightly, and a powerful divine consciousness fluctuation gushed out from the center of his eyebrows, sweeping the entire desert. For a long time, all the elders of the sect took back their disciples, his face was pale, and his body was crumbling, Yu Moxuan closed his eyes slightly, and gave up the scan of his divine sense with a desperate face, his heart was like falling into an ice cellar, how, could this be?!

Qin Tianqing's gaze faintly swept over the dozen or so disciples gathered in front of him, and paused slightly on Ye Chu's body, as a sword cultivator, he was extremely keenly aware that Ye Chu's thin and thin body that blended into the crowd hid a sharp edge that made him a little jealous. Very well, he bowed slightly.

"There are three people in the Demon Immortal Valley, seven people from the Medicine Sect, twelve people from the Maple Valley, seventeen people from the Sword Sect, and twenty-three people from my Guiyuan Valley!" The number of surviving people from each sect and sect was clearly pointed out, and after that, Qin Tianqing turned his gaze to Yu Moxuan, although his face was still cold, there was a rare faint smile in his eyes, "Tianyi Sect is completely annihilated, and there is not a single disciple!" Looking at Yu Moxuan's instantly ugly face, he said indifferently, "Winner, it's always me!" (To be continued......)