"I gave it to him!"

Qingniu stepped forward and grinned.

Mo Ran's current scenery is infinite, and he has made great contributions.

It was he who gave Mo Ran three spirit pots, one at the top Dao weapon level and two at the peak Dao weapon level.

Mo Ran only had that inferior Dao Weapon level spirit storage pot now, which could be used to accumulate spiritual power.

In a battle at such a level.

An inferior Dao Weapon level spirit storage pot is not enough to see at all!

Mo Ran can be so rebellious, so demonic, and can show his strength to this point.

He definitely contributed a lot!

"You gave it to him?"

Great Elder Du Han looked at the green cow and was surprised.

He knows the origin of the green cow.

It is said to be a more noble existence than the phoenix and the unicorn!

The Soul Pot is so precious.

Inferior Dao Weapon Levels are rare.

Qingniu was able to give Mo Ran two peak Dao level spirit pots!

That's a generous shot!

can give Mo Ran this precious treasure, it is conceivable that the relationship between Mo Ran and Qingniu is also a good friend!

Winning over Mo Ran is equivalent to making friends with Qingniu.

Likewise.

If you offend Mo Ran, then you will also offend this extremely powerful and unpredictable green cow at the same time!

"It's all trivial!"

"Not worth mentioning!"

Qingniu shook his head and said with a faint smile.

Miaohua Zhenren, Great Elder Du Han, and a group of people from the Chinese Merchant Sword Sect looked at Qingniu's eyes, all full of admiration.

This is an extremely rich cow!

This thought came to everyone's minds at the same time.

On a high platform.

Mo Ran urged the fusion sword array, condensing the golden giant sword, attacking Leng Yuan again and again.

Soon.

The spiritual power accumulated in his inferior Dao Weapon level Spirit Accumulation Pot is all exhausted!

And the cold abyss golden battle armor, the power has not been completely defeated!

Fortunately.

Mo Ran condensed the golden giant sword to attack Leng Yuan.

Leng Yuan also tried his best to urge spiritual power and infused it into the golden battle armor, wanting to resist Mo Ran's attack.

But to no avail.

Mo Ran's powerful attack was already beyond the limit of the golden armor.

No matter how much spiritual power he pressed, he couldn't stop the power of the golden armor from being defeated!

And so it goes.

Leng Yuan didn't have time to take care of his golden flying sword.

Mo Ran firmly held the golden flying sword with both hands, and he didn't need to spend too much strength.

Still, he didn't take it lightly.

Still firmly grasping the golden flying sword.

It's just that I'm worried that Leng Yuan is deliberately letting him let his guard down!

When he was negligent, the golden flying sword suddenly broke free of his hands, and then launched a deadly attack on him!

Under Mo Ran's care.

Leng Yuan had no chance to take advantage of it at all.

The spiritual power in the inferior Dao Weapon Level Spirit Accumulation Pot was completely exhausted, and Mo Ran immediately took out the Superior Dao Weapon Level Spirit Storage Pot.

Skilled again, attack!

Such a scene made the thousands of sect powerhouses in the audience all stunned!

"Here's another high-grade Dao Weapon level spirit pot!"

"This is already the third spirit pot!"

"Mo Ran, this is too rebellious, isn't it?"

"Where did he get so many precious spirit pots?"

Many strong sects feel incredible.

In their sect, even the sect master does not have a Dao-level spirit pot.

Mo Ran actually owns three of them!

Among them, there is also a peak Dao level spirit storage pot!

"I finally understand now, why Mo Ran only needs the Spirit Pot!"

"Our head of the spirit pot was given to him!"

"It turns out that his cultivation is only the peak of the spirit fetus realm, and his spiritual power is too poor, so he can only make up for it by relying on the spirit storage pot!"

Bu Feng, the great elder of the Drifting Rain Sword Gate, suddenly realized.

"But that's fine!"

"When he gets the Spirit Pot, he will no longer attack us, but directly challenge the Voidless Sword Gate!"

"We're at least going to keep the top six qualification!"

Shan Chen, another elder of the Drifting Rain Sword Sect, said with a smile on his face.

"Now the initiative is completely in our hands!"

"No matter who wins or loses this battle, the Huashang Sword Gate and the Wukong Sword Gate, the next thing is our turn to challenge the Drifting Rain Sword Gate!"

"These two sects, they have fought hard to this point, we will go up to challenge the first, and we have great hopes!"

Bu Feng said with anticipation on his face.

"Profiteering?"

Shan Chen was pleasantly surprised.

"That's it!"

"When this competition is over, no matter who is first, we will go up and challenge!"

"Pick up a big bargain for nothing!"

A group of peak powerhouses of the Fusion Realm of the Drifting Rain Sword Gate all agreed to this decision.

If you can take advantage of the fisherman, you will temporarily rank first and directly qualify for the decisive battle.

That Drifting Rain Sword Sect paid a high-grade Dao Weapon level spirit pot this time, and it was also worth it!

After all.

Compared to the future of the sect, a high-grade Dao Weapon level spirit storage pot is nothing!

Just when the strong men of the Drifting Rain Sword Sect were talking about it.

The battle on the high platform is also in the final stage.

Mo Ran sacrificed a high-grade Dao weapon-level spirit pot again, and his attack power was as sharp as ever.

The power of the cold abyss golden battle armor, after Mo Ran attacked with all his strength for nearly twenty consecutive times, all of its power was destroyed!

This can also be seen.

The power of the Berserk Sword Domain in the later stage of the Sword Domain is indeed extraordinary.

For Mo Ran's golden giant sword, it has been greatly weakened.

If it is Chen Fan, at most five times, you can defeat all the peak Dao weapon-level battle armor and power!

The improvement of the level of the sword domain has brought about the changes, which is subversive!

Mo Ran made up his mind.

In the following time.

He still has to devote himself wholeheartedly to improving his kendo attainments.

In this regard, he cannot afford to lag too far behind.

Otherwise, you will really be tortured by blood!

"Now you will surely die!"

Mo Ran looked at Leng Yuan with murderous intent on his face.

The Golden Warframe is at its wit.

Leng Yuan is already a lamb to the slaughter!

Wow!

The sword shines.

Mo Ran urged the golden giant sword and slashed down from the sky.

Slash at the cold abyss.

And yet the next moment.

Leng Yuan's figure flashed.

Just rush to the bottom of the high platform.

He was the last cultivator of the Voidless Sword Sect to participate in the competition.

After he left the range of the high platform, in this competition, the Wukong Sword Gate lost directly!

Mo Ran's face was stunned for a while.

He didn't expect it.

Leng Yuan was so anxious that he flew off the high platform to admit defeat.

Even his own peak Dao weapon-level flying sword was abandoned!

Ding! Ding!

Leng Yuan flew into the crowd of the Voidless Sword Gate.

Mo Ran's golden giant sword was in hot pursuit.

Several Voidless Sword Sect elders shot together, urging the flying sword, and confronted Mo Ran's golden giant sword.

Mo Ran's face flushed, and he immediately withdrew his flying sword.

The elders of the Wukong Sword Gate came to the rescue together.

He was sure that he would not be able to kill Leng Yuan.

"Master, it's all my fault, please punish me!"

Leng Yuan's face was full of remorse, and he confessed to the Absolute Sky True Person.

"It's so far, it's useless to complain!"

"We've got to find a way to fix it!"

"Your strength is still the top after all, and in the next battle, I hope you can atone for your sins!"

"Let's fight again!"

The Absolute Sky True Man calmed down, looked at Leng Yuan, and ordered in a cold voice.

This is also the reason why he instructed the elders in the sect to save Leng Yuan.

Leng Yuan is still very useful.

Otherwise.

With the anger in his heart, he wished that he would kill Leng Yuan!

"Spare your life for now!"

"But you escaped, this peak Dao weapon-level flying sword belongs to me!"

Mo Ran looked at the golden flying sword he was holding tightly in his hand, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

Immediately, he was in front of everyone.

It's like no one else.

Began to refine the golden flying sword of the cold abyss.

Miaohua Zhenren, Great Elder Du Han, and all the elders rushed to the stage together, all of them to protect Mo Ran.

Surrounded Mo Ran in the middle.

High under the stage.

A group of people from the Drifting Rain Sword Gate were all excited, and they were already eager to try.

PS: The third watch is coming!

At half past three in the middle of the night, Wood stayed up all night again.

The body has already sounded the alarm bell, and it can no longer stay up late.

Let's have three shifts today, and the remaining two shifts will be made up tomorrow when I get up.

I wrote eight chapters today, totaling more than 17,000 words.

Just after the seventh day, Mu has written more than 70,000 words this month.

The promise at the beginning, five shifts a day, is indeed a bit high, and some are beyond the scope of wood.

After all, it's not five watches a day, it's five watches a day!

There will be various things in life, and there will be ups and downs in the physical state, and there will always be times when the heart is more than enough but the strength is insufficient.

But since the words have been spoken, the wood is this stubborn temper, and he doesn't want to change it.

I'd rather owe it and make it up later.

In this way, in the end, even if it doesn't reach the five updates every day, there is a higher goal there to urge, in fact, the update speed is faster than most authors!

And these owe, the wood will definitely be made up in the future!

(End of chapter)