Lingxu Academy, in the southeast corner, has an attic, full of devastation, the wind is blowing, telling a different story.

In front of the attic, the huge plaque is painted with three big characters of "Lingji Pavilion". Majestic, like a dormant dragon, full of charm.

The plaque is slightly dark, and the ravines are vertical and horizontal, showing the vicissitudes of life.

This is the powerhouse of the Spirit Void Academy: the Spirit Skill Pavilion!

If you obtain a spiritual seal in it and devour it, you can learn spiritual skills.

The third level is here.

Mo Han raised his head and stared at the three words "Spirit Skill Pavilion", and for some reason, the sound of a dragon's groan came from the Emperor-killing Seal in his body.

On the plaque, a black dragon loomed and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The old man who fell asleep in front of the door looked at Mo Han with a fine light flashing in his eyes, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mo Han sensed, there were several vague and powerful aura, guarding here.

"The third level, chance assessment!"

"Assessment content: time, in a stick of incense, bring out the spiritual seal obtained. ”

"This is a gift from the academy to you, the entrance fee!"

The examiner, Jiang Lou, said indifferently.

"There was once someone in it, who obtained the ground-level spiritual skill, successfully fused, and was proud of Kyushu!"

A young man in brocade clothes, knowing the details, said mysteriously.

Mo Han, who was not far away, couldn't help but feel excited, if he devoured the earth-level spiritual skill, his level would be upgraded by a few points.

Jiang Lou paused and said.

"According to past experience, the higher the qualification of the Spirit Seal Awakening, the greater the relative chance!"

Everyone in the assessment was stunned.

"Haha, didn't he become a waste?"

Liu Xin pointed at Mo Han and sneered, and his body couldn't help but lean towards Jiang Feng.

He seemed to have forgotten that in the previous level, if it weren't for Mo Han, they might have lost their lives long ago.

"Mo Han is a middle-grade spirit skill in the Yellow Order, with general qualifications, it stands to reason that this is indeed the case!"

Although Jiang Lou knew the details of Mo Han, he replied with a clear conscience.

In the first level, the qualifications shown by Mo Han ranked at least in the top three among the many assessment students.

But this is no longer important, more importantly, he has hole cards, and in this level, Mo Han completely disappeared from the world.

"Haha! Waste, did you hear it, Teacher Jiang said you are a waste!" Wang Cheng said sarcastically.

"Young Master Jiang, you are a high-grade qualification, please take care of it inside!" the young man next to him said with a fart.

The rest of the teenagers couldn't resist the temptation, and faintly approached Jiang Feng's side, taking advantage of his opportunity to get a better spiritual seal.

"Heh, if you encounter difficulties inside, you need me Jiang Feng to take action, just say it!"

Jiang Feng was arrogant and confident, and firmly grasped the mark in his hand, this is the hole card that his uncle Jiang Lou gave himself last night.

If necessary, shock and kill all opponents.

At this time.

Turin, a girl in black, has smart eyes, as if she can speak.

Standing silently, beside Mo Han.

Wordless support him, she is a ground-level qualification. Said with a smile.

"Why don't you be my sidekick?"

Mo Han glanced at her and ignored her.

"Miss Du, with this kind of waste, why talk nonsense!" a young man stammered.

"It's ......," the young man next to him chimed in.

"Oh, he's a cannibal, do you dare?" said Turin playfully.

"Hah! Waste still dares to eat people......"

The laughter of everyone rose and fell with each other, not taking Mo Han in their eyes.

Mo Hanjian's eyebrows condensed slightly, and there was something in Turin's words, he destroyed the elite of the Han family at the beginning.

Rumors everywhere that it was a monster that did it.

The Turin in front of him, the eyebrows are picturesque, the long eyelashes are sparkling, the smart eyes reveal the meaning of cunning, and the black dress sets off the figure exquisitely.

The whole person looks petite and lovely, smart and dusty.

Mo Han, I feel that I don't have a secret to speak of.

"Open Spirit Pavilion!"

Jiang Lou's words interrupted his thinking.

Crunch, squeak, squeak!

The heavy door slowly opened, and a desolate artistic conception rushed into the face.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Teenagers, no one wants to be left behind and waste time.

"There's only one chance, Full Moon Bloodthirsty!"

For some reason, a word of advice appeared in Mo Han's ear.

Mo Hanjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the voice, as if he saw the back of the short and old man, which was fleeting.

His face was full of questions, and he kicked his feet and entered.

Now.

In the vast starry sky, a round of Xuanyue was dazzling, and countless meteors crossed him.

Mo Han stretched out his hand and grabbed it, a yellow scroll appeared in his hand, and his divine sense swept away, the low-level spiritual skill of the yellow rank, the Flame Palm!

He bowed his head in contemplation.

There are too many spirit seals, like looking for a needle in a haystack, relying only on luck, it is obviously unreliable.

The divine consciousness swept through, and it was clear that it could not reach the end.

"Mo Han!"

The girl whispered, a wisp of fragrance, lingering in her heart.

Turin walked gently to Mo Han's side.

"Oh, don't be so cold, okay? tell you a secret?" Turin's delicate cheeks were solemn.

"Humph!" Mo Han snorted, in response.

Turin said slowly.

"Under this starry sky, there is a legend hidden that can even pry the entire continent, and that secret originated here!"

"Even, more important than the earth-level spirit seal!"

"This may be something I forgot!" the Spirit Emperor said suddenly.

"What else?" asked Mullin.

"Wait a minute, you'll know!" Turin's eyebrows narrowed.

Yes!

The sound of pain interrupted their conversation, and one of the students who was assessing cut his wrist, and the blood in his wrist poured into the starry sky, locking on a point of light and pulling it back.

"Blood Lead!" said the Spirit Emperor in shock.

Similar to the one used when the Mohan Spirit Seal was awakened, I didn't expect that the method of obtaining the Spirit Seal was like this.

Hey!

Mo Han was frightened, and the emperor-killing seal in his body came out with the sound of a dragon's groan.

At the same time, spiritual power fluctuations came from under his feet.

"Heh, you've also seen that if you want to get a spiritual skill that matches your qualifications, you need blood guidance!"

Turin looked at him and explained lightly.

"Alas, time is running out, we will talk again when we have time, and the rest is up to you!"

Turin finished speaking, slitting his fingers.

"Whoosh!"

A wisp of bright red blood, with a faint gold, shot into the starry sky, the starry sky trembled, and the waning moon in the starry sky gradually became blood-red, full moon.

Scarlet Firmament!

Mo Han, the spiritual power fluctuation under his feet is getting stronger and stronger. A door was pulled out, but it couldn't be opened, shielded by a mysterious force.

He felt a call from in his blood.

"This ...... It's not the words you heard when you just walked in the door!"

He looked at the blood-colored sky in disbelief.

"This girl's bloodline is extraordinary, could it be her descendant!" Emperor Ling muttered to himself.

A fiery red starlight flew towards her slowly, causing the starry sky to tremble.

"Obviously, the spiritual skills she has drawn are good!" Mo Han secretly commented to himself.

He looked around, under the entire starry sky, there was no Jiang Feng.

"Heh, what are you still doing?"

At this time, Turin's thin lips lost their blood color and looked pale.

"Time is running out! hurry up!" the Spirit Emperor urged.