With the outbreak of different momentum, at this moment, the northern day has once again undergone a qualitative change.

Previously, although he did not absorb the pseudo-qi stone, Bei Yitian relied on the fast pseudo-soul stone, and his own realm was also more consolidated in the half-step seven veins. It only takes a trace of enlightenment to break through.

And Bei Yitian himself also knew that there seemed to be a trace of obsession in his heart, preventing him from entering the real peak realm. And after Mo Wuxie's words, the obsession in his heart is gone, that is, he has naturally broken through.

Boom, boom, boom, with the momentum steady, Bei Yitian's figure also slowly stood up. The pale face was gone, and it had regained its rosy and full color. A seat of black hair has also become more and more aggressive.

The decadent master pen has regained the light just now, and has regained the luster that it should have as a spirit soldier.

"I didn't expect that although I lost this battle, it was also a blessing in disguise. Opening his refined eyes, Bei Yitian said slightly. The momentum of natural detachment made some female warriors below, looking at the peach blossoms with both eyes.

"So, Mo Wuxie, now this 'Four Desolate Soul Technique' is already yours. Bei Yitian continued. As he spoke, he walked under the round platform with an arrow step, ready to leave this place.

However, Bei Yitian had just left the round platform, and the scroll depicting the 'Four Desolate Soul Techniques' in mid-air fell directly in front of Bei Yitian under a big hand with condensed battle qi.

And this scene also made all the martial artists take aback: Could it be that Mo Wuxian wants to give this soul skill to Bei Yitian?

"Mo Wuxie, what, do you think that I can't afford to lose in Beiyitian, and you are still pitying me. Looking at the scroll in front of him, Bei Yitian's calm face was replaced by an invisible anger, and he said in a deep voice.

"No, because leaving aside the power of the sect behind us, I regard you as a true friend. Hearing the faint angry voice of Bei Yitian, Mo Wuxian said, "In the future, maybe we will meet on the battlefield, but at least, we are friends now." ”

"Haha, it seems that my Northern Yitian is a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. Hearing Mo Wuxie's words, Bei Yitian laughed at himself. In my heart, I already understood the meaning of Mo Wuxi.

"However, Mo Wuxie, you really plan to let me browse these 'Four Desolate Soul Techniques'. Hope you won't regret it later. Bei Yitian continued, "I'm not going to be polite. After all, it's too important for a minder. ”

Saying that, Bei Yitian didn't wait for Mo Wuxian to answer, and the soul power in the sea of consciousness poured out directly, submerged into the scroll, and read the cultivation method of the 'Four Desolation Soul Technique'.

"Haha, it's really not fake at all. Seeing this scene, Mo Wuxian muttered a smile.

For the martial artists of the ground level, the memory can already be said to be unforgettable. In addition to those special combat skills and soul skills, general combat skills and soul skills, if you want to remember, it is a moment of time.

"It is worthy of the combat skill cultivated by the half-step Silver Pattern Mind Master. After a while, Bei Yitian also completely remembered the cultivation method of the 'Four Desolate Soul Techniques', and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

"Mo Wuxie, I remember this love, but, as you said, when he met on the battlefield of the sect, I will not leave my hand in the north, because for the enemy, I don't like to let the tiger return to the mountain. ”

"Haha, the same as each other. Mo Wuxian laughed.

In the next moment, under the gaze of several eyes, Bei Yitian's figure had quickly left the palace. And immediately following Beiyitian, a blood-colored figure also left. And at the moment when the blood-colored figure left, Mo Wuxian also felt a killing intent coming.

"Cold-blooded, is it innate and cultivated comparable to the battle body?" Feeling this killing intent, Mo Wuxian muttered in his heart, "On the day of our first battle, the opportunity will come soon. Let's see if it's your will to kill, or my Xuanhuang battle body is strong. ”

Then, after these two people left, the warriors in the palace also left this place one after another. After all, the opportunity here is gone, and they need to make a final effort for the final selection.

Soon, in this huge palace, only a few people were left.

"Haha, innocent, I just know that you will definitely win, but Brother Bei's strength is indeed not weak!" Dapeng's fiery personality is always the first to break this short silence.

"That's right, Beiyitian is indeed a strong opponent and a worthy opponent. ”

And soon, Dapeng and the Thunder Emperor brothers and sisters became one. And from the mouth of the Thunder Emperor, I learned that the Southern Sect of Ideas did not have disciples who came with the two of them.

Because, the selection of the Golden Saint Academy is a great opportunity, but it is not suitable for all martial artists. As for the Southern Sect of Thought, except for Lu Xiaoshuang, a female disciple, the other disciples can be said to be flowers under the greenhouse.

As for Lu Xiaoshuang, Mo Wuxian also knew that although the three seniors of Yuanmu wanted her to participate in the selection of the Golden Saint Academy, in Lu Xiaoshuang's heart, the most important thing was the revival of the Southern Sect of Ideas.

And for this, Mo Wuxian didn't feel any regrets. Because, under the teachings of the three Yuanmu, Lu Xiaoshuang has become a generation of martial kings and a silver-veined mind master, which is certain. Perhaps such a path is suitable for Lu Xiaoshuang's development.

And after receiving the 'Four Desolate Soul Skills', Mo Wuxian and the others also quickly left the palace. Because, for their opportunity harvest this time, they also need a certain amount of time to rest.

Maybe Lei Jiayuan and Bai Ling'er are both girls, and after a few words of conversation, the two call each other sisters.

However, what was not unexpectedly was that when he had just left the palace, that mysterious voice appeared in his mind again.

"The boy of the King of the Snow Desolation Wolf, it seems that you are very lucky, this time, the benefits of the trip to the quicksand swamp have been obtained by you again. ”

"Senior, this is not lucky, I won it back by strength. Hearing the words of the mysterious voice, Mo Wuxian responded softly. "Could it be that this quicksand swamp was deliberately arranged by the seniors. ”

Hearing this, Mo Wuxian also reacted instantly. At this moment, he also understood why, the news of the quicksand swamp appeared in this small world for no reason.

"Haha, the kid is very smart!" Hearing Mo Wuxie's words, the mysterious voice did not deny it, and whispered.

And then, through the dialogue with the mysterious voice, Mo Wuxian also knew why this quicksand swamp appeared in the small world of the Great Golden Aurora Empire.

Because the owner of that palace, the Four Beast Warriors, is actually a brother and friend who has a good relationship with this mysterious voice. When they were in the Heavenly Ladder Realm, they fought over a foreign object in a secret realm. But it is the strength to appreciate each other that makes them friends.

After that, it's time to go through the experience together. Until the two of them survived the Nine Heavenly Thunder Tribulation and reached the last step of mortal martial artists. It's just that to survive the last martial king tribulation, that is, to be able to become a real martial king.

However, unfortunately. On this barren land, how many powerhouses of the Nine Transformations Transformation Realm, the half-step peak Martial King, died tragically under the last Martial King Tribulation, and this 'Four Beast Warrior' is no exception.

And after the death of the 'Four Beast Warriors', his inheritance soul skills were brought to this small world by this mysterious voice, and I hope that every time the selection of the Golden Saint Academy can find a real suitable candidate for the inheritance of his soul skills.

However, it is a pity that over the years, countless disciples of the Golden Saint Academy have been selected, but there are very few martial artists who can become the second pattern mind master. And no one has inspired the 'Four Desolate Soul Techniques' among the four desolate beasts.

"So that's the case, senior!" At this moment, Mo Wuxian also completely understood.

"However, senior, there are two people who are cultivating this 'Four Desolate Soul Technique' at this moment, seniors won't mind!" The next moment, Mo Wuxian also asked a little worriedly.

"Don't worry, since you've already obtained the soul skill, that's your business. Hearing Mo Wuxie's slightly worried words, the mysterious voice said softly, "So, you can rest assured." ”

"The reason why I am talking to you is because I hope you will not insult this set of soul skills. Even after you enter the Martial King, he will be able to accompany you. The mysterious voice continued.

"Seniors, rest assured, this set of 'Four Desolate Soul Techniques', I will definitely not let it decline. Mo Wuxian said firmly.

"Well, with your words, I am relieved. The mysterious figure said, "After you set foot in the Martial King, the old man will meet you." As he spoke, the mysterious voice slowly left.

"Seniors. At this moment, Mo Wuxian asked anxiously, "There is one more thing for the juniors, I hope the seniors will tell you." ”

"As long as it's not a matter of selection, I can think about it. Hearing Mo Wuxie's words, the mysterious voice said softly.

"Senior, please enter my mind, this figure, have you ever seen it in this small world. Hearing the mysterious figure agree, Mo Wuxian said a little excitedly. "This is a friend of the juniors. ”

And immediately, Mo Wuxian also felt that a force entered his mind. However, what is strange is that after the mysterious figure entered his mind, he was silent for a while.

"Senior, how is it?" After feeling this change, Mo Wuxian was also worried in his heart: Could it be that this mysterious voice found that the soul ring in his sea of consciousness was a golden soul ring?

"Snow Wilderness Boy, I have indeed seen this figure, but I can't tell you now. Hearing Mo Wuxie's words, a mysterious voice, with a little sense of innocence, he said softly.

"But, I'm sure this friend of yours, she's all right. ”

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