Mo Ye's move immediately attracted the attention of the people around him. A few of them in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info frowned tightly after seeing Mo Ye take away the blank paper, and their eyes were quite unkind.

Many of the people present maintained a lively attitude towards this, although it was a bit self-sufficient to take on this task with their strength, and they were not qualified, but the rewards of this task were too rich, and they were even better than the search mission issued by the Deacon Hall a year ago.

It's a very difficult task, and you might even risk your life. They were even more interested when they felt that the cultivation emanating from the ink night was only in the late stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

Among the disciples present, there were several cultivators at the peak of the Spirit Condensation Realm. For those disciples at the peak of the Spirit Condensation Realm, Mo Ye's behavior was obviously a slap in the face, how could they swallow this breath?

Immediately, a handsome young man walked out of the crowd, stopped in front of Mo Ye, and said with a gloomy face: "Boy, you may not be too arrogant, right! This task is obviously for the senior brother of the Spirit Realm, what qualifications do you have to take it as a disciple of the late stage of the Spirit Realm?"

As he spoke, the young man burst out of his cultivation, and the spiritual pressure that belonged to the peak of the Spirit Condensing Realm suddenly pressed towards the ink night.

After Mo Ye got the news of Shi Qingfeng's disappearance, he was very anxious, and when he saw the young man stopping in front of him, his face instantly became extremely gloomy: "Get out!"

"Okay, you, a monk in the late stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm, dare to argue with me Chen Sheng!" Young Chen Sheng laughed instead of being angry, raising his fist and smashing it towards Mo Ye.

Chen Sheng's punch contained the spiritual power that belonged to the peak cultivator of the Spirit Condensation Realm, if Mo Ye's cultivation was really the late stage of the Spirit Condensing Realm, then it would definitely be enough to face this attack.

However, that aura of the late stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm was only deliberately emanating from Mo Ye. He hid his cultivation, and in fact, his true cultivation was almost a big level higher than that of this young man named Chen Sheng.

Mo Ye snorted coldly and greeted Chen Sheng with a fist. As soon as the fists of the two came into contact, a force belonging to the Spirit Realm Body Refining Cultivator silently penetrated into Chen Sheng's fist.

Chen Sheng's face changed instantly, and after colliding with Mo Ye's fist, he felt an incomparably powerful force seeping towards his fist.

Only a crisp sound was heard, and on Chen Sheng's fist, traces of blood spread in all directions. His fists had been twisted to the point of being out of shape at the moment.

The next moment, Chen Sheng's entire body flew backwards and fell into the crowd. Everyone came back to their senses from this sudden change, and suddenly found that Chen Sheng was sitting on the ground at this time, his face clenched in pain.

After seeing this scene, these people who were still watching the excitement also looked at Mo Ye differently.

Among them, Chen Sheng's strength can be regarded as at the forefront. But even if Chen Sheng has such strength, he was still repelled by Mo Ye's punch, so what level of strength did Mo Ye reach?

Mo Ye quietly looked at the people around him, and said lightly: "Don't stop me from doing the task!"

After hearing this, the people around subconsciously retreated to the side and made way for Mo Ye.

Mo Ye walked out of the crowd and immediately urged the wind to walk, disappearing from everyone's eyes in an instant.

After Mo Ye left, these people also began to talk.

"Who the hell was that person just now? He actually repelled Chen Sheng with one punch!"

"I think it's the disciple of the last session, but why didn't I see him in the last Inner Gate Competition?"

"It seems that he didn't appear in the selection for the United Big Competition. ”

Just as the conversation intensified, an old man walked into the deacon's hall. These disciples, who were originally talking very excitedly, immediately closed their mouths after seeing the old man, and the deacon hall instantly fell silent.

The old man glanced at the disciples around him and asked, "The search mission that was just released, no one is going to pick it up!"

"Someone took over that task just now, his strength is very strong, and he even knocked Chen Sheng back with one punch, it should be an inner disciple!" a disciple immediately replied.

A hint of strangeness flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he regained his composure: "Now that the situation has changed, I have modified this search task, and only disciples of the Spirit Realm can join!"

The old man took out a rolled-up piece of white paper from his sleeve, placed it on the shelf, and hurried away without asking who had just taken the task.

After everyone saw the old man leave, the invisible pressure disappeared without a trace. They stepped forward one after another, opened the rolled-up white paper, and a scribbled handwriting suddenly appeared in their eyes.

"Looking for Shi Qingfeng, the missing disciple of the Yueshan Gate, I now gather twenty disciples of the Spirit Realm and follow the two elders of the Spirit Realm to the area where it may appear, this mission is extremely dangerous, I hope you can do what you can. Completion reward, 1,000 spirit stones, 1,200 sect contributions!"

Not only has the difficulty of receiving the task increased, but even the rewards of the mission have been enriched a lot. It seems that the urgency of this task is even more serious than they imagined.

"Elder leading the team, could it be that this mission will be extremely risky?"

"It seems that it is, otherwise it would be good if the senior brothers of the Spirit Realm only needed to form a team to go there on their own. The elder leads the team, maybe this mission is enough to threaten the lives of the monks below the Spirit Realm!"

While these people were talking, Mo Ye had already walked out of the Yueshan Gate and rushed towards the area where Shi Qingfeng had gone to recruit disciples.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, don't have an accident!" Mo Ye shouted silently in his heart. The experiences of his previous life and Shi Qingfeng flashed in his mind.

In Shi Qingfeng's previous life, he took good care of him and treated him like a brother. In the past few years, under the pressure of Wang Yishan, he has been cultivating frantically, and he doesn't know much about Shi Qingfeng's affairs. If Shi Qingfeng had an accident this time, then he would definitely feel guilty for the rest of his life!

Half a day later, Mo Ye entered a forest. This forest looked extremely ordinary, but Mo Ye felt an extremely strong smell of blood inside it. It was the discovery of this smell that made Mo Ye rush towards the woods without hesitation.

When Moye entered the woods, he was immediately shocked by what he saw.

In front of him, there was a pool of blood, bright red blood splattering onto the surrounding trees, staining their trunks red.

Mo Ye walked towards the pool of blood, and suddenly, his eyes froze. In the pool of blood, he saw a figure wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Yueshan Gate, but by this time, the clothes had become tattered.

Mo Ye suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and walked over quickly, and a familiar face appeared in his eyes.

Shi Qingfeng!

Mo Ye's chest suddenly felt a little stuffy, and he walked to Shi Qingfeng's side in a daze, and put his fingers to his nostrils, but he couldn't feel a trace of breath.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng!" Mo Ye's eyes instantly turned red, he couldn't believe that Shi Qingfeng had fallen here.

After a long time, Moye regained his calm. However, when he looked at Shi Qingfeng's corpse, his nose was a little sour.

Shi Qingfeng's right hand was clenched, and between the gaps in his palms, Mo Ye saw a piece of jade with blood.

"Gravome Jade!" Mo Ye pulled out the jade that Shi Qingfeng was holding tightly from his hand, and injected a trace of spiritual power into it. The next moment, Shi Qingfeng's familiar voice came out from the gramographic jade.

"I ...... Attacked...... A black robe with a bloody ...... painted on the back Bloody demons, they take away...... Be careful!"

After Mo Ye heard this, a monstrous killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Ten Thousand Evil Alliances!