Yang Mo looked at Situ Thunder's corpse, summoned a small piece of earth vein fire from his body, and turned it all into ashes.

"Who?"

However, just as Yang Mo was leaving, he suddenly sensed that there was a person behind him.

Woman.

This woman is very beautiful, on par with Li Sixuan and Yun Xinsu.

Even, the coldness on her body is even more attractive.

"You shouldn't have killed Situ Jinglei. The woman sighed.

Yang Mo sneered: "Do you want me to be killed by him?"

"I had already asked Situ to stop just now. The woman said quietly.

Yang Mo understood.

It turned out that she was Miss Han in Situ Jinglei's mouth - Han Yan!

"So, you are showing up now to make me grateful to you?" Yang Mo sneered.

Han Yan shook her head: "I help you, it's not that you want to thank me, or rather, you don't deserve my help at all." You are crazy, there is nothing wrong with it, but, I hope you have the strength to continue to be crazy in the martial arts fighting competition. ”

With that, Han Yan turned around and disappeared in place.

"In the past two days, I will try my best to hold Situ Jingfeng back and let him not trouble you, but you must improve your strength, because Situ Jingfeng will also participate in the martial arts fighting competition. ”

Han Yan's voice became smaller and quieter, until it all disappeared.

"It is worthy of being the pearl of the Han family's palm, just this set of body techniques just now is enough to stand out from the crowd. Lingxi commented.

Yang Mo's fists were involuntarily clenched together, and he nodded secretly: "It's really strong! If I don't use the beast pill in my body, I can't surpass her." ”

"You still have two days, though. Lingju encouraged.

"Well, in the past two days, I must improve my cultivation and become a true martial cultivator of the Xuan Netherworld Realm. Yang Mo made up his mind.

Under Han Yan's pressure, not only did Situ Jingfeng not come to trouble Yang Mo, but even the Lin family, the Gui family, the Liu family, and the Mei family all quieted down.

It seems that Han Yan's power is even stronger than Yang Mo imagined.

......

Valley.

Deep pools.

"It should be here. ”

At Yang Mo's feet was a calm pool of water, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

Except, every now and then, a few bubbles pop up.

"I'll try. ”

Yang Mo said as he looked at the deep pool and let out a few dragon groans.

Rumble!

The dragon chant broke through the pool and went straight down.

I saw that the calm pool water instantly formed a huge whirlpool.

The entire surface of the water was rolled up, revealing a spring.

In the depths of the spring, there was a white light, which was slowly burning.

"Sure enough, it's a ghost cold fire!"

Yang Mo's eyes lit up, and he finally found it.

"Your kid's luck is good, this ghost cold fire is not a real ghost cold fire, but just a small flame that the ghost cold fire has fallen to the ground. Lingju's voice sounded in Yang Mo's ears, "Although the power is much smaller than the Heyday's Ghost Cold Fire, the difficulty of subduing it is also much smaller. ”

Yang Mo nodded: "That's right! It's just a spark now, I can just plant it in the dantian." When it matures, it may become one with my body. ”

"Still, you have to be very careful. After all, the ghost cold fire is one of the most powerful alien fires in the earth fire, and if you are not careful, you will be consumed by it. Lingju warned Yang Mo.

Yang Mo took a deep breath and slammed the Hongmeng sword into the pool.

With the power of the Hongmeng Sword, it forcibly split the entire pool of water into two, revealing the ghostly cold fire that existed in the spring.

Then, Yang Mo took out the Beast Pill and began to frantically absorb the aura in the Beast Pill.

Ishikassing!

Twenty percent!

Thirty percent!

After a dense aura wall formed around Yang Mo's body, he jumped into the deep pool.

Not!

Before Yang Mo came into contact with the ghost cold fire, he already felt a bone-chilling cold, accompanied by a hot heat, attacking his body.

This feeling of ice and fire made Yang Mo couldn't help but shudder.

"It is worthy of being one of the most powerful alien fires in the earth fire, and the power is really powerful. ”

Yang Mo faced the cold fire of the ghost, without any intention of giving up, clenched his teeth, and approached it step by step.

It's just that Yang Mo hasn't touched the ghost cold fire yet, and most of his body has been frozen, and it is difficult to continue to approach the ghost cold fire.

"Yang Mo, quickly run the spiritual trick and mobilize the spiritual energy in the body. Seeing this, Lingjue hurriedly shouted.

Lingjue, this kind of god-level exercise, can not only quickly improve the realm of cultivators, but more importantly, it has the word "spirit", which can communicate spiritual weapons and different fires, this kind of thing with "spirit".

Yang Mo ran the spirit technique, and while quickly dissipating the cold qi in his body, he began to try to communicate with the ghost cold fire.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Yang Mo, and I am also the Sword Emperor of the Glory Dynasty!"

"What are you doing here?"

"I can take you out of here, off the earth, back to where you belong. Yang Mo didn't answer the ghost's cold words, but said to himself, "However, I need to rely on your power now. ”

Although the Ghost Cold Fire is just a spark now, it still has the ability to think.

It didn't speak, but thought quietly.

Yang Mo also did not continue, but sat beside the ghost Leng Huo and began to cultivate silently.

The ghost cold fire will release the aura of alternating yin and yang, which can help Yang Mo cultivate.

......

Shushu Dojo.

This place, the martial arts fighting competition is about to be played here.

This moment.

Around the martial arts dojo, there are not only martial arts cultivators who come to participate in the competition, but also many masters hidden in the shadows, as well as many martial arts cultivators who are spectators.

Even, some martial arts cultivators made bold predictions about this martial arts fighting competition, and offered thirty martial arts cultivators who were most likely to win the championship, and gave odds.

"Situ Shocking Wind has superior strength, ranking first, there is no dispute, I bet on it ten medium spirit crystals. ”

"Although Situ is shocking, it is still slightly inferior to Han Yan, I bet on Han Yan to win the championship. ”

"Compared to the Templar envoy Qiu Wu, Situ Jingfeng and Han Yan are not worth mentioning at all, Qiu Wu is the champion. ”

In the face of everyone's bets, genius masters such as Han Yan and Situ Jingfeng did not have any interest.

"Han Yan, I promised you that before the start of the martial arts fighting competition, I wouldn't go to that ant for revenge, but now that I've done it, did you promise to give me a chance?" asked Situ Jingfeng.

Han Yan smiled indifferently: "Yes, as long as you can beat me in the competition......"

"Han Yan, look at it, I will not only defeat you, but also win the championship and kill that ant. Situ Jingfeng clenched his right hand tightly, his face full of incomparable confidence.

However.

Before he finished speaking, a handsome young man walked in the distance: "If you say this, you can't help but take me Qiu Wu too seriously." ”