Liu Qianxue's shoulder blades were shattered by the force of the ink-stained palm, and the severe pain instantly swept through the body, making Liu Qianxue can't help but scream and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Liu Qianxue's body staggered forward, widening the distance between her and the ink dye.

Mo Ran watched Liu Qianxue's movements lightly, and slowly withdrew his arm.

"It's... How is this possible? ”

Liu Qianxue's left shoulder hung down weakly, her right hand pressed the bone, and her hand was forced, and a crisp sound sounded, and the broken bone was connected.

Liu Qianxue frowned tightly in pain, and looked at Mo Ran coldly.

"Don't you understand?"

The ink dye stood in place, unscathed.

"What?"

"You lost from the start."

"I don't believe it, it's the same late monarch, how can it be?"

The ink-dyed eyes crossed helplessly, when will these people understand their own shortcomings.

"Are you sure?"

Ink Dye asked patiently again.

"I do ......"

Before Liu Qianxue could finish her words, her gaze at Mo Dye changed, and Mo Dye exuded a strong aura around her body, which was a height she had never reached.

Ink dyeing is not the late monarch, she is the peak of the monarch!

"The pinnacle of the monarch."

Even if Liu Qianxue didn't want to admit it, she had to understand that ink dyeing was better than her.

"If the three-line summoner at the peak of the monarch is the waste in your mouth, then what are you who are not as good as me?"

Mo Ran looked at Liu Qianxue with a hideous expression in front of him, and his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"That's right! What are you? ”

"Garbage, hahaha."

"Three-line summoner, ink dye is a genius!"

"Ink dyeing! Ink dyeing! ”

The whole audience echoed with the name of the ink dye, and on the high platform, Xuan Xi and the sky looked at the ink dye that was not shocked, and their eyes were full of relief.

Yan Zixun stood not far away, his pale golden eyes shining brightly.

Ink dyeing, I really didn't choose the wrong person.

"Damn it, you people..."

Liu Qianxue bit her lip fiercely, before this day, she was a peerless genius from the outer continent, which was admired by people, but now, Mo Dye tore off her face.

The feeling of falling from heaven to hell in an instant made Liu Qianxue no longer calm.

A flame ignited in her heart, if the ink dye disappeared, then she Liu Qianxue would still be an eye-catching genius, yes, let the ink dye disappear, let her disappear, let her die.

She wants to die of ink at all costs!

Liu Qianxue's gaze gradually became crazy, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Then, she took out an elixir and looked at Mo Ran and laughed wildly.

Ink-stained eyes stared at the elixir and frowned tightly.

That Breaking Spirit Pill, those who take it can be upgraded by two levels in a row, and it lasts for half an hour. However, this medicine has serious side effects, and those who take it will have their heart and dantian damaged, and they can only be promoted to the ninth level Venerable, and this medicine will ruin a person's talent.

But now Liu Qianxue doesn't care anymore, she wants to kill Mo Dye at all costs.

Liu Qianxue laughed wildly and filled the pill into her mouth.

Ink Dye's fingers clenched into fists, and he said to the three voices not far away.

"Trouble is coming, get ready to fight."

The three chattering ones also seemed to notice that something was wrong, and their figures flashed, and they all came to Mo Ran's side.

"Breaking the elixir, Liu Qianxue will be promoted two levels in a row, and successfully promoted to Venerable, be careful in everything."

A huge whirlpool appeared around Liu Qianxue, who had taken the pill, and countless spiritual powers poured into her body.

After a while, the whirlwind gradually stopped, Liu Qianxue opened her eyes, felt the continuous strong spiritual power in her body, and laughed maniacally.

"Hahahaha, ink dyeing, what about the peak of the monarch? Miss Ben is now at the Venerable level, and I see how you are against me! Qingli, Yuehua, come out! ”

The two seriously injured demonic beasts recovered under Liu Qianxue's crazy promotion, and the eyes of the two demonic beasts were red, and they were already lost their minds due to the impact of excessive force.

Mo Dye frowned tightly, and the overwhelming pressure from the sky was overwhelming, making it difficult for Mo Dye to breathe.

Venerable level, even if Liu Qianxue is only the original first-level Venerable, the aura is not comparable to the peak of the monarch.

"Master, the situation is not good."

Red Flame's four claws slammed into the battle platform at his feet, and the fluffy hair on his body was blown back by the hurricane emanating from Liu Qianxue's body.

"Tsk, tricky."

Mo Ran looked at Liu Qianxue, who had lost her mind a little, and her eyes darkened.

"Red Flame Lanxi, deal with the opponent's demonic beasts, Ling Yu follows them, grasps the opportunity, and catches her off guard."

"Yes, master."

As soon as the words of several demonic beasts fell, they flew out in an instant, and Nian Lingyu was hidden and hiding in the dark.

Mo Ran kicked hard with his hind foot, stretched out his left hand, and a sword with silver light appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Liu Qianxue.

"Hmph, mayfly shakes the tree!"

Liu Qianxue no longer dodged, her hands were marked on her chest, and her spiritual power turned into a protective shield, blocking the tip of the ink-dyed sword.

The ink stained his fingers hard, and the black pupils reflected Liu Qianxue's disdainful face, and the two were deadlocked.

"Ahem."

A golden attack flashed from Mo Ran's side, and Lan Xi's aqua blue figure flew out upside down, coughing up a mouthful of blood from the corner of his lips.

"Lanxi!"

Nian Lingyu's eyes were quick, she caught Lan Xi's petite body, and filled her mouth with an elixir.

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just a moment of negligence."

Lan Xi felt the power of the elixir and slowly repaired his aching chest, and after a while, he healed.

Nian Lingyu nodded, and Lan Xi rushed towards Yuehua again.

Nian Lingyu stood in the dark, looking at Qingli and Yuehua's originally clear eyes full of red light at the moment, these two people were afraid that they had lost their minds.

"Forcibly promoted in a short period of time will destroy the meridians and cerebral cortex, making people at their peak for a short time, but unfortunately, this future is afraid to be wasted."

Jun Chenyuan ended the battle and stood beside Mo Zhiyi and Yu Hao, with Yu Hao's slow tone in his ears.

"Xiao Ran's battle is destined to be difficult."

Mo Zhiyi shook his head, his gaze fell on Jun Chenyuan's face, which had always been calm and waveless, full of deep thought.

"Whew, that person is too good to fight, I'm really tired."

Yan Yan complained and approached from not far away, watching that several people's attention was focused on the stage, and he couldn't help but look over.

"Damn, I didn't look at the ink dye for a while, this... How is this Liu Qianxue at the Venerable level? Don't be so scary! ”

Yan Yan was a little incompetent to accept, and he was a little dumbfounded when he saw that the level of the Venerable was still not inferior to the battle against the ink dye.

"It's the elixir."

Jun Chenyuan's tone was light, but his eyes did not leave the ink stain on the stage.

"What? Breaking the elixir? That... That Liu Qianxue doesn't want a future? ”

Yan Yan had naturally heard of the medicinal effect of the Breaking Spirit Pill, which was an elixir that was expressly forbidden to be taken by his own old man.

"Jealousy may be the strongest fuse, Liu Qianxue struggled several times in the beginning of the competition, but she was stimulated by the amazing talent shown by the ink dye, so she took it."

The folding fan in Yu Yanhao's hand was lightly fanned, looking at the figure in ink-dyed red, and he felt that he couldn't take his eyes off it.

“...... Alas. ”

Yan Yan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed helplessly, is it worth it to give up the infinite possibilities of the future in order to be quick for a while?

This question has been lingering in Yan Yan's heart, and it seems that the answer is about to come out, but there seems to be no answer.

"What's going on? How did that Liu Qianxue become a Venerable level? ”

A few people turned their heads, and Lan Luoyi, Xia Muyao, and Wu Shengyue all won the game one after another and walked here.

"Breaking the Elixir."

Yan Yan shook his head, just spit out three simple words, and they understood.

Xia Muyao and Wu Shengyue pursed their lips and fell silent.

Lan Luoyi twisted her skirt and looked at Liu Qianxue, who was smiling fiercely on the stage, and frowned fiercely.

"She can't beat dyeing, and her talent can't compare to dyeing, so she uses this method of hurting the enemy by one thousand and damaging herself by eight hundred? Besides, I think that even so, she still can't win the dyeing. ”

Lan Luoyi's playful tone was a little solemn at the moment, she clearly saw the smile on the corner of Mo Ran's mouth, she believed in Mo Ran.

Jun Chenyuan's ears echoed Lan Luoyi's words, and the afterglow of his purple eyes looked at Lan Luoyi's somewhat cute little face, and his eyes crossed with admiration.

This girl is delicate, good at observing words and feelings, and is a good seedling.

Several people listened to Lan Luoyi's words, and their attention was focused on the battle platform, the red-clothed ink-stained body.

Ink dyeing, fight endurance with me? Can you fight it? ”

Liu Qianxue couldn't help but be a little impatient when she saw that the two were deadlocked, the time limit of the pill was only half an hour, and now, the time of half a stick of incense had passed, she didn't have much time to consume ink dyeing like this, otherwise, she would be the one who lost.

"Oh? If you don't compare, how do you know that you can't compare? ”

Naturally, ink dye understands that time is running out, so it's good to delay some time.

If you don't have a head-on conflict, let's play strategy.

The corners of his ink-dyed lips hooked up a slight smile, how could his Twin Spirit Sea be no match for a person who was piled up with pills.

"Hmph, Miss Ben doesn't have time for you to spend so much, entangled!"

Liu Qianxue's hands changed their marks in an instant, and the spiritual storm in front of her exploded in vain, and the ink dye was forced to retreat.

But before she could gain a firm foothold, countless spiky vines rose up behind her and swept straight towards her.

The ink dye didn't have time to react, his palms supported the ground, his body was in the air, the blue-gold light under his eyes flowed, and he found the gap between the vines, narrowly avoiding it, but he still couldn't avoid being scratched on his cheeks and arms.

"Look if you can hide! Sandstorm! ”

Liu Qianxue didn't give Mo Dye a chance to breathe, her hands were wide open, and the storm rolled up countless sand and gravel to surround Mo Dye.

The ink-stained pupils of the gods and demons were still bright, but unfortunately the dust of the sandstorm was too great, and the gaps were filled with rubble, and there was no way out.

Outside the sandstorm enchantment, Nian Lingyu hid in the shadows, and from time to time purple lightning fell, splitting Yuehua and Qingli to blacken.

Red Flame is relatively easy, and now these two demonic beasts have long lost their way out, and their moves are ruthless, and Red Flame no longer shows mercy.

The red flame spewed out a huge fiery fireball, mixed with the power of Nian Lingyu's purple thunder and lightning, and blasted towards Qingli, who had turned into his body, and was cut off at the rhizome.

The huge man-eating flower fell, twitched a few times, and then was no longer alive, and a wilted flower emitted a wisp of black smoke.

Chi Yan solved Qingli, and the three of them began to deal with Yuehua, and there was no suspense in the three-on-one competition, even if there was a huge disparity in strength.

Yuehua's hard back was burned through by Red Flame and Nian Lingyu, revealing blood-red muscles, Lan Xi took the opportunity to shoot the ice arrow into Yuehua's body, using spiritual power as the medium, the ice arrow sank into the skin, and traveled to the eight veins of the Qi Jing, and everywhere it went was full of ice.

In the end, the ice arrow went straight into the heart, and Yuehua screamed and fell to the ground.

Liu Qianxue turned a deaf ear to everything, and waved her hands to speed up the rotation speed of the sandstorm, so that even if the ink dyed hard, it would only be torn to pieces.

Liu Qianxue seemed to have seen the ink dye torn to pieces, and couldn't help laughing maniacally.

Mo Ran looked at the sandstorm around her, letting the sand and gravel leave one scar after another on her body, she thought twice, put away her long sword, and slowly floated in midair.

The green light in the palm of the palm shone brightly.