Time has since passed.

Until now, she still can't figure out what kind of qualifications she is working hard and fighting for.

She seems to have lost too much for the sake of that qualification that she can't explain.

She was not even afraid to kill those who came to take their lives.

After that, there were no ups and downs in my heart.

As if everything was faint.

Only when it comes to that qualification will there be a faint fluctuation.

But it's still very light.

It's like a humble drop of water falling from the surface of a calm lake.

It can stir up small ripples.

But in the end, it will be assimilated by the calm surface of the lake.

After all, it was calm.

She looked at the four small white flowers on her martial soul.

Then I remembered the story that the man had told her while sitting under the plum tree.

For them, he said, plum blossoms are a symbol of tenacity.

Even if it is born in the bitter cold, it will bloom with a strong and charming floral fragrance.

Winter, ice, snow, and cold winds are extremely harsh for living things.

But it can only make the plum blossoms bloom more beautifully on the branches.

She listened very carefully.

Because her own martial soul is plum blossoms.

Coincidentally, the plum tree also grows in the bitter cold of the Far North Ice Field.

Although it is also the gathering place of the three major soul beasts of the Douluo Continent.

But because of its extremely harsh environment, the number of soul beasts that can survive there is actually very small.

But there it is.

He and she both came across a plum tree.

The tree was strong and powerful in the snow and ice that was flying in the sky.

Some also have drooping ice picks.

But there is only one branch.

But there are small white flowers blooming on it.

The flowers are small, and they are somewhat inconspicuous compared to the delicate and large flowers in other places.

But in that place there was only snow and snow and dead branches.

That is, these few small flowers that are somewhat inconspicuous.

It has become a stunning landscape in that monotonous world.

It's even a little shocking.

Because that's the beauty of life.

Mu Jing looked at the student in front of her.

It seems that the ruthlessness of the previous disobedience has come out again.

She gritted her teeth and whispered, "It's still early!" ”

The seven-star plum branches on the ground suddenly flew up, and the four plum blossoms on it fell off the branches, lighting up with blue, red, yellow, and blue lights, and surrounded the branches.

The next moment, a brilliant beam of light mixed with four rays of light was released from the Seven Star Plum Branch, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the student.

The student's pupils shrank, but he only had time to raise his sword to resist in front of him.

The beam slammed into his sword, sending him flying straight away.

He was carried into the air by the beam, far away from Mu Jing, and then fell.

But the four-colored beam of light flew away until it disappeared into the sky.

Mu Jing stretched out her palm and gently stroked it over the wound on her calf, and the wound that was still bleeding was suddenly frozen.

Then, with her hands on the ground, she stood up with difficulty, looking at the enemy student opposite, who was also a little embarrassed.

Obviously, he didn't expect Mu Jing to be able to launch such a blow when her soul power was exhausted.

But so what?

Anyway, now, she's already at the end of her crossbow.

The four soul rings on his body lit up one after another.

The sword body was possessed, and the sword light and sword fire were all attached to the sword, and at the same time, the sword slash was charged, and it rushed over again at an unprecedented speed.

Mu Jing looked at the four small plum blossoms that exuded different colors of light again.

The seven-star plum tree only blooms once in its life, and only one branch can bloom.

However, once the plum blossom is in bloom, it will never wither again until the day the plum tree ends.

The flowering branch of the seven-star plum tree can only produce seven plum blossoms.

But these seven plum blossoms belong to the plum tree.

A plum blossom represents its years of cultivation.

Therefore, the person who plucks a plum blossom and takes it is equivalent to obtaining the cultivation of a plum tree.

So the man ate four plum blossoms.

Left her three.

Those three plum blossoms also made her cultivation improve by leaps and bounds after that, so that she broke through the Soul Sect when she was just fourteen years old, and until now, she is forty-seven levels.

There are only three levels away from level 50.

After that, as long as she obtained another soul ring, she would be able to break through to the level of the soul king.

So what if she ate all the seven plum blossoms of the Seven Star Plum Tree at that time?

If that were the case, where would she be now?

He told her that she could only withstand the energy of three plum blossoms at that time.

But now......

It turned out that the last four plum blossoms.

It's always been here.

The plum blossom that emitted blue light flew carefully in front of Mu Jing's body, and then turned into a drop of pure blue dew, quietly blending into her eyebrows.

She took a step forward.

The scars on the feet are gone.

The cadet was closer to her.

The little flower that glowed red also came to her, turning into a flame and slowly merging into her eyebrows.

She took another step.

The momentum on his body increased rapidly.

After that, the yellow light, and the last plum blossom that exuded green mang, also turned into streamers and submerged into her eyebrows.

She took the final step, her feet flush.

The trainee was no more than five meters away from her.

Mu Jing spread out the palm of her right hand, letting the branches that had become bare fall into her palm.

The branches are brownish-black, crooked and somewhat unsightly.

But every bend is as vigorous and expressive as the block stroke.

The trainee was only three meters away from her.

He had been accumulating his strength for so long, and since the beginning of the competition, the strongest sword slash also fell with the long sword he held high above his head, turning into a dazzling sword light, and quickly slashed towards Mu Jing.

Mu Jing's pupils the color of a seven-star plum branch stared at the sword light that seemed to be able to cut through everything.

Then, too, she waved the branch in her hand.

After losing the flowers, the branches don't look so beautiful, but have a kind of fierce momentum.

It's like a thin sword with seven twists and turns.

But this thin sword spewed out a terrifying flame tornado.

The flames seemed to cover the sky and the sun, completely engulfing the sword light.

The sword light was still sharp, tearing open a hole in the flames.

But in the next moment, this overwhelming flame was incredible, and in an instant, it was all transformed into ice and snow scattered downward.

The sword light tore the ice and snow apart again.

So the ice and snow turned into a bubbling river in an instant.

Then the river spread to the student's feet.

In another instant, they all turned into huge stone pillars and flew him all the way out.

At the same time, the invincible sword light also came in front of Mu Jing.

And Mu Jing just calmly stepped to the side, her body turned sideways, so the sword light quickly swiped in front of her, bringing up a few strands of long brown hair floating in front of her.