"Master, let me fight!"

Just as Mu Daoshu was hesitating, a somewhat immature voice sounded behind the disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect.

The disciples subconsciously moved out of the way and let the owner of the voice walk to the open space in front of the stone platform.

The person who came was a young man with a handsome face, giving people a sense of evil spirit, it was Mo Qingyu who was wearing a secret mask.

He saw through the situation, understood the difficulties of Mu Daoshu, and chose to respond to the battle.

The reason for this is because he met a genius of the same age like Huo Mengyuan, and he was so excited that he couldn't help but want to fight him.

"Light... Frivolous, you're back. Mu Daoshu instinctively wanted to call him a whisper, but remembering the current occasion and the identity of the other party, he immediately changed his words.

"Yes, Master, please let your disciples fight. Mo whispered, his eyes glowed, and he pleaded.

"Who is this? I haven't seen it before. ”

"He is Mo Qimad, a newly accepted disciple of the Second Elder, and he has the imperial soul qualification!"

"Imperial soul qualification?!That must be very strong!"

"I heard that he has only been cultivating for a short time, and he is only a second-order spirit seal master. ”

"The second-order spirit seal master also dares to fight?

The appearance of Mo Qingyu made the Extreme Dao Sect present talk a lot, some of them knew him and some didn't know him, but these disciples were not optimistic about him after learning that he was only a second-order spirit seal master.

"This is Elder Mu's disciple?" Mo Qingyu, who suddenly appeared, immediately attracted Yan Yan's attention, and asked with some surprise.

Although the two sects were far apart, they had information exchanges with each other, and he had never heard of Mu Daoshu's recruitment of disciples before.

"Yes, frivolity is a disciple I accepted a few days ago. Mu Daoshu was still thinking about Mo Qingyu's words in his heart, and responded casually.

Yan Yan smiled when he heard this, and opened his mouth to encourage, "Since the disciples want to fight, why doesn't Elder Mu agree?"

Mu Daoshu didn't respond when he heard this, but looked at Mo Qingyu and asked, "Do you want to fight?"

Mo whispered that he had grown up since he was a child, and knew that the other party was not a willful and unreasonable teenager.

"Yes, Master. Mo nodded softly, his eyes flashing with a light called confidence.

"Okay, this one, you come to fight. Mu Daoshu saw Mo nodding softly and agreed.

He could see Mo Qingyu's confidence, the spirit master's perception was strong, he faintly felt the breath on Mo Qingyu's body, and he had some expectations in his heart.

"Why did Elder Mu promise him?"

"Let a second-order spirit master face a mountain-moving realm mystic with a fire spirit, how can he win?"

"The Second Elder is really spoiling his own disciple!"

In the discussion of the disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect, Mo whispered without joy or sorrow, and jumped on the stone platform without distraction.

Huo Mengyuan, who was on the stage, also heard Mo Qingyu's identity, and saw that the other party's age was also very young, almost the same as himself, and immediately became interested, and said provocatively: "Although you are an imperial soul qualification, you are only a second-order spirit seal master now, do you want to defeat me with your face?"

Huo Mengyuan's words mocked Mo Qingyu in disguise as an embroidered pillow with good looks but no strength, Mo Qingyu understood, but did not respond, but the disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect in the audience reacted violently.

"This Mo is just a little white face, go up and embarrass us for the Extreme Dao Sect!"

"Yes, his strength is not good, and it is ridiculous that he has to accept it!"

"How did the Second Elder accept such a useless disciple?"

The strength of the Tianlan Continent is respected, and the same is true within the Extreme Dao Sect, these disciples all expressed their dissatisfaction very realistically, not realizing that they didn't even have the courage to come to power.

"Didn't you hear? These senior brothers and sisters, senior sisters and sisters of yours are laughing at you. Huo Mengyuan didn't rush to war, but spoke, trying to influence Mo Qingyu's state of mind in this way.

Mo Qingyu is a disciple of Mu Daoshu, if he can humiliate him on stage and expose his ugliness, it will also make Mu Daoshu's face dull.

"Extreme Dao Sect, don't be frivolous, in the early stage of moving the mountain realm. Mo whispered and said lightly.

The experience of the past three years has made him immune to the cynicism of the disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect around him, and he directly chose to ignore Huo Mengyuan's small methods.

"Oh, it turns out that you are not only a spirit seal master, but also a mystery, interesting, interesting!" Huo Mengyuan immediately showed an interested smile when he heard the words, and his expression was relaxed.

What about the dual cultivation of Lingxuan?

The spirit is only the second order, and the mystery is not the early stage of moving the mountain.

Since ancient times, it is not that there are people who have not chosen the dual cultivation of Lingxuan, but these people have finally chosen to give up.

People's energy is limited, and they can't do Lingxuan dual cultivation at all, and the result of Lingxuan dual cultivation is Lingxuan double waste.

Lingxuan double cultivation is so lofty and unrealistic.

The disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect present also had people who knew Mo Qingyu, and they were surprised not that Mo Qingyu chose Lingxuan dual cultivation, but that they were amazed by his cultivation speed.

"Isn't Mo Qing's root bone qualification the worst grade, how could he have cultivated to the Mountain Moving Realm so quickly?"

"He has only been in the sect for two months, and he has cultivated from the middle stage of the Tongxuan Realm to the early stage of the Mountain Moving Realm!"

"The qualifications of the lower grade root bones, the upper grade is nothing more than that!"

"Are you stupid? I have long felt that the rumors are wrong, how can a genius with the qualification of the soul of the emperor be the qualification of the root bone of the lower grade!"

"I see, it looks like we've all been deceived. ”

Listening to the discussions of the disciples around him, Mu Daoshu was also a little surprised, he confirmed that Mo Qingyu's root bone qualification was only inferior, but why was his cultivation speed so fast? This is simply contrary to common sense.

Mo whispered, his heart was as calm as water, he looked at Huo Mengyuan, and said, "If you are afraid, you can admit defeat, and you don't need to delay time here." ”

"I'm scared? ridiculous!" Huo Mengyuan said gloomily with a smile on his face.

"What a sharp-toothed boy. Seeing this, Yan Yan sneered and said.

He knew Huo Mengyuan's temper, and he couldn't stand a little slander, and he was bound to solve Mo Qingyu with the momentum of thunder in a while.

Mu Daoshu was noncommittal, looking at the indifferent Mo whispering on the stage, for some reason, his heart was very stable.

"No need to explain, let's fight. Mo whispered and didn't want to procrastinate, so he spoke.

"Fight!"

Mo Qingyu and Huo Mengyuan stood in the ring, their eyes looking at each other, and the strong battle intent spread in the air, causing the surrounding breeze to stagnate.

Brush!

Speaking of war, he will fight, Mo whispered and turned into a streamer, approaching Huo Mengyuan, he had seen a few battles just now, the capital of Huo Mengyuan's victory was the Xuanqi amplification provided by the fire essence and the characteristics of the fire essence, he had the support of Xuanhuang maternal qi, even if he fell behind the opponent's cultivation of a small level, he was still not afraid.

The silver-white long knife was held in Mo Qingyu's hand, and it was slashed out after approaching Huo Mengyuan.

Brush!

The long knife in Mo Qingyu's hand slashed, the silver light shone, and Huo Mengyuan hurriedly summoned the blue charm fire to resist.

For some reason, after holding the silver knife, Mo's whispering aura changed suddenly, making his heart palpitate, stunned for a moment, and was almost struck by the silver knife.