Qin Yan's serial number is "Thirteen", he will be the thirteenth person to enter the ring, his opponent is a disciple from the Lingwu Sect, his strength is only eight levels of the Tongmai Realm, and there is a gap between the two in the realm alone, so Qin Yan is more focused on his other genius in the ring.

Tianyinmen, heartless.

The unintentional temperament and forgetting the rain, Mo Xue is completely opposite, forgetting the rain is weak, Mo Xue is charming, and the heartless is as cold as frost.

With black hair hanging down her shoulders, her eyes are pale blue, and she has a guqin in her hand, which really looks like a fairy in a painting, as arrogant as a plum blossom.

The dual cultivation of the Qi Transformation Realm, her strength is comparable to that of Lu Mingyun, and her body exudes a slight chill, with a feeling that no one is close.

As if sensing Qin Yan's gaze, he looked at it unintentionally, but that look was like ten thousand years of ice, without a trace of emotion.

Qin Yan touched his nose unconsciously, his eyes were clear, and he smiled kindly when he saw the unintentional gaze.

didn't care about him, but Mo Xue who was passing by bumped him on the shoulder.

"What's the matter, Chun's heart is moving?"

"What Chunxin, Senior Sister Mo Xue don't talk nonsense."

Qin Yan secretly glanced at Forget the rain.

Mo Xue chuckled and turned to leave.

Qin Yan's mentality was relaxed, and the disciple of the Lingwu Sect who drew to fight against him was like a mourner, originally thinking that his luck was good enough to be able to avoid that genius, but as soon as he saw that it was Qin Yan who was fighting, this disciple instantly lost confidence.

"Look at your cowardice, how can you have a little bit of my Lingwu Sect's appearance, I was scared by the other party before I even played!"

Seeing that the disciples under his sect were so unassuming, the lungs of the elders of the Lingwu Sect were about to explode.

"Elder, do you think I can win?"

The man grimaced.

The elder of the Lingwu Sect stretched out his hand and wanted to give it to the kid, but after thinking about it, he put his hand down again.

"Forget it, you do your best!"

However, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

It was finally Wuxin's turn to play, and Qin Yan finally saw her strength.

The one who fought against her was a disciple of the ninefold Vientiane Mountain Villa of the Tongmai Realm, and her strength was not bad, but in front of the unintentional guqin, she didn't even block a move, and was directly frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold qi emitted by the guqin.

When he unintentionally dispersed the cold and icy qi, the disciple was still trembling there, and he didn't recover for a long time, and the other disciples carried him down.

Wuxin stood proudly on the stage, looking at Qin Yan under the stage, with a provocative look in her eyes, in her eyes, her opponent was only Qin Yan.

Qin Yan was helpless, the previous Blood Seal Tower was too high-profile, and invisibly, he also became the target of everyone.

"Forget it, do your best!"

Qin Yan was not in a hurry, anyway, according to that order, his last battle was to face Wuxin.

The competition time in the ring was very fast, and it didn't take long for Qin Yan to take his turn to play.

Qin Yan stepped into the ring early, and the disciple of the Lingwu Sect was twisted and pinched, and it took him half a day to come up.

"Senior Brother Qin, be merciful!"

The disciple was polite.

Qin Yan nodded lightly.

"Qin Yan, be careful, there's something wrong with this kid."

Ancient but a reminder of Qin Yan.

Qin Yan was stunned for a moment, injected Fan Li into his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that although the disciple looked submissive, there was red blood around his body.

Even, he saw the figures of mortals, struggling painfully around him, but they were tightly bound by an invisible force and could not break free.

He looked at the others again and found that the entire Lingwu Sect was full of monstrous resentment.

"Mortal Blood?"

Qin Yan instantly understood, he originally thought that the disciples of the Lingwu Sect that he had met in that small village before were just an exception, but he didn't expect that the Lingwu Sect really relied on mortals for blood refining.

"Damn it!"

There was an instant chill in Qin Yan's eyes.

And the disciple of the Spirit Martial Sect saw that Qin Yan's eyes changed, and the panic on his face became even stronger.

"How can this be, I remember that I didn't offend him!"

The disciples of the Lingwu Sect were still a little puzzled.

However, Qin Yan didn't give him any chance at this time, his body was like a ghost, and he instantly came to the front of the disciple of the Spirit Martial Sect.

"Senior Brother Qin, be merciful!"

The disciple shouted, but his eyes became extremely cold in an instant, and in his hand, a small red banner appeared, and a monster burst out like lightning and bit directly at Qin Yan's wrist.

"Hmph, in front of my blood snake, I'll see how you dodge."

This disciple had a smug look on his face, everything he had done before was an illusion, the purpose was to confuse Qin Yan, and now, it was he who used his killer move.

Qin Yan's face remained unchanged, and the Spirit Rhino Finger was activated in an instant, directly hitting the head of the little snake.

"If you dare to deal with my blood snake with your bare hands, you can die!"

The man's face was hideous.

But in the next moment, he was directly stunned.

Because, when Qin Yan pointed over, the little snake actually let out a tremble, and then its whole body turned gray, and finally disappeared into the air.

"My Blood Serpent!" The man exclaimed, the blood snake was connected to his heart, and it was at this moment that he directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His body hurriedly retreated, and he was about to open his mouth to admit defeat.

However, Qin Yan didn't give him this opportunity, the light of the flowing fireflies was activated, and it came to his body in an instant, and directly pulled it, directly tearing off the shackles of those unjust souls.

The disciple suddenly let out a miserable scream, and red blood gushed out from his body, and among them, there was a figure mixed in, these figures looked at him with resentment, and frantically devoured his body.

"Elder, save me!"

The disciple shouted.

Seeing this, the elder of the Lingwu Sect hurriedly said, "We admit defeat" and rushed forward.

With a wave of his hand, he dissipated those figures and saved his disciples.

However, at this time, the disciple fell to the ground miserably, his clothes were already torn, and his body was as if it had been gnawed by countless wild beasts, which was unbearable.

Glancing at Qin Yan viciously, the elder took the injured disciple down.

"Tempered with mortal blood, aren't you afraid of being damned?"

Qin Yan suddenly said something.

The Elder of the Spirit Martial Sect was shocked, but then he turned around and showed a meaningful smile.

That smile was like a demon beast falling in love with its favorite prey, which made Qin Yan can't help but feel a chill down his back.

"Mortal blood refining, this is completely against the laws of this world, how can anyone cultivate such an evil secret method? How can the Liyang family ignore this kind of behavior. ”

Qin Yan wondered.

"Boy, this is cultivating immortals, as long as you can become an immortal, do everything, you can experience it yourself!"

The ancients spoke of a bloody and cruel reality at this time.