Motianhe's expression suddenly changed, completely devoid of shock and panic, and even with a little smile.

Mo Tianhe directly reached out and grabbed the seven-rank spirit weapon, and the huge force made the seven-grade spirit weapon, which was only a few centimeters away from the heart, unable to advance in the slightest in Ming Ziyin's hands.

Ming Ziyin's expression showed confusion, followed by horror.

What about your own spirit puppet?

Ferris River said lightly: "Look at the top." ”

Ming Ziyin looked up, and then her dark blue pupils shrank, and the expression on her face froze.

The protective shield was full of red fire, and the inscription was no longer formed, it was the pinch of red fire rubbed out by the Ferris River that attached to the inscription, constantly devouring the inscription.

The inscription was damaged, and the sword domain dissipated.

Ming Ziyin never thought that the Red Lin Fire of the Ferris River could actually burn the inscription of the core of the spirit puppet.

Seeing that Ming Ziyin had already understood why he had lost, Mo Tianhe pushed his hand slightly, and Ming Ziyin instantly lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, Ming Ziyin's eyes were blank, she was defeated, her only hole card was also used, and the deliberately condensed essence blood was also used up.

She knew very well the reason why Ming Sheng was close to her, and now that she had no chance to obtain the divine technique, the next thing she would face would only be death.

There is also a problem with his qi pill, and he may face endless bullying in the future, instead of a happy death and escape? How could they let go of such a great opportunity?

Desperate, what about comprehending the spirit puppet mastery, the magic trick can become much stronger than the spirit puppet, in this weak spirit puppet sect, even if the sect master and the Supreme Elder who have never seen it are protecting themselves, what is the use.

The magic trick, the trick of monster fear.

"Hehe, hehehe." Mingziyin giggled as if she was stupid, and her tears flowed out like a stream.

Motianhe was full of fluctuations in the qi of the sky, and he thought about the various situations that would happen after Ming Ziyin realized that he lost, but he didn't think that she took the first place so seriously, and he stayed in place for a while and didn't know what to do.

Li Qilong has been huddled in a corner, and now he feels that it is time for him to play, but in terms of rules, it is still a game.

Ming Ziyin did not faint, Motianhe did not take the opportunity to kill him, and no one was disabled.

"Hey, what are you waiting for, don't let her admit defeat soon." Little Red reminded with palpitations that this game was not allowed by Ferris River to interfere with, and it frightened her when the bell was pierced just now.

"Ming Ziyin, you lost this game."

When Ming Ziyin heard Ferris River's words, he suddenly froze in place, and his tears stopped.

Ming Ziyin looked at Motianhe and pursed his lips, and suddenly a wave of heavenly qi erupted in his hand and hit his heart.

The highly concentrating Mo Tianhe was taken aback by her movements, but Mo Tianhe never stopped the output of the Heavenly Qi, let alone the use of the Red Scale Technique.

"Whew."

The moment the Ferris River raises its hand, it breaks the sound barrier.

"It's just a game, why kill yourself?" Ferris River grabbed Ming Ziyin's wrist.

"What about the referee? She's already lost. Ferris said to the surroundings.

As Mo Tianhe spoke, Ming Ziyin kept trying to struggle, but Ming Ziyin was too weak, and Mo Tianhe's palm seemed to be poured from steel.

Ferris doesn't know Ming Ziyin's past, so he doesn't understand the importance of winning this game to Ming Ziyin.

The shield disappears.

The spirit golem inscription attached to the protective shield was also completely shattered, and a broken spirit golem core burning with red lin fire fell from the sky and finally fell into powder.

Ming Ziyin's spirit puppet has been abolished, and she needs to rebuild the spirit puppet technique.

"I announce that the first place of the superior Qi Practitioner is Motianhe, who represents the City Lord's Mansion, please let the two players step down first." Li Qilong's voice was a little relieved, it had been a long time since he had seen the City Lord's Mansion win the first place.

Without the protective shield obscured by the red linhuo, the audience saw everything on the stage.

On the devastated battle platform, Ming Ziyin sat on the ground with his legs crossed, and Ferris was grabbing Ming Ziyin's wrist, and Ming Ziyin kept struggling.

Looking at Ming Ziyin's eyes, there seemed to be signs of crying.

Mingsheng frowned slightly, what were the two of them doing? What the hell just happened?

Minghao originally looked nervous, but after seeing the Ferris River, he was also stunned, and then sighed secretly: Mingziyin still lost.

Hongming saw their movements, a touch of anger rose from his heart, Ming Ziyin actually cried, this Ferris actually bullied a girl, and then thought that Ming Ziyin could lose to Ferris with his blood, and he also had some jealousy of Ferris in his heart.

Linglong sneered in his heart, whether Motianhe wins, he can't let the Spirit Puppet Sect win the first place in two games.

"Holy child." Minghao paused suddenly and continued, "Go and help Yin'er down." ”

An evil light flashed in Mingsheng's eyes, and he walked towards the stage with a promise.

Minghao suddenly reminded: "Remember that Yin'er is your sister." ”

Ming Hao knew that once Ming Sheng's status was raised to the same level as himself, Ming Ziyin's life would definitely not be easy.

Ming Sheng's expression was slightly stunned, and then he nodded heavily, he could hear what Ming Hao meant.

I'm a cultivator, and my status in the sect isn't much worse than that of you, old fellow, sister? Hehe, when the big boards were at the beginning, why didn't you miss family affection?

Mingsheng has done whatever he wants since he was a child, and when he heard that Minghao was going to beat himself for thirty boards, he hated it, and he ignored himself since he was a child.

As the so-called thought becomes a demon, Ming Sheng has long hated Ming Hao because of that thing that he blames himself, and Ming Ziyin.

The moment Mo Tianhe heard of his victory, the heavenly qi in the qi pill was already on the verge of exhaustion, and Li Qilong's words had just fallen.

Ming Ziyin saw that Motianhe had retracted his strength, and suddenly stretched out his hand to push, and Motianhe instantly lost his balance and fell backwards.

Viris instantly appeared beside the Ferris River, a big hand on the shoulder of the Ferris River, stabilizing the balance of the Ferris River, and at the same time, a thick and gentle heavenly qi surged into the body of the Ferris River, quickly replenishing the depleted heavenly qi of the Ferris River.

Ming Ziyin raised his hand again to condense the qi of the sky, looking like he was going to do it again.

However, it was a pity that a big hand suddenly stretched out behind Ming Ziyin and grabbed Ming Ziyin's trembling little hand, and the little heavenly qi that had just been condensed was also captured.

A face that Ming Ziyin didn't want to see poked out from the side, it was Ming Sheng.

"Sister Ziyin, you have already lost, and now you should focus on healing." The tone of Ming Sheng's speech was completely different from the previous ones, as if Ming Ziyin was just a stranger.

As soon as these words came out, Ming Ziyin's face turned pale.

Attack? Not to mention that Ming Ziyin is very weak, even if he is in his heyday, he may not be able to defeat Ming Sheng.

Instead, like a kind brother, Ming Sheng lifted Ming Ziyin up 'gently', and took her directly back to the stands of the Spirit Puppet Sect, during which Ming Sheng didn't even look at the Ferris River.

"Let's start the award ceremony, go to the god beads."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was boiling, but the most exciting ones were Linglong and Mingsheng.

When moving the square table to the battle table:

"Congratulations to Sect Master Ling, congratulations to Little Friend Linglong." A sect master who was closer to the Imperial Sword Gate immediately went to show goodwill, and several sects were drawn to follow.

Linglong thanked them one by one.

"Congratulations to Mingsheng Xiaoyou for winning the magic trick, here the old man will first celebrate that Mingsheng Xiaoyou can get the magic trick in the future." The Spirit Puppet Sect also came here with many sect masters to congratulate.

As soon as Ming Sheng heard that the award was going to be presented, he directly handed over Ming Ziyin to a disciple to take care of, and he enjoyed those flatteries very much.

Hongming pursed his lips and expressed his disdain for this, if it weren't for the five-grade spiritual weapon that Lingzhi had won, he might not have lost, although he couldn't get the first place.

"Ming'er, follow me to the Spirit Puppet Sect." Hongming's master, who is also the sect master of the Gun Soul Sect, said.

The relationship between the Gun Mettle Sect and the Imperial Sword Gate is relatively cold, and it is likely to be subject to a burst of cynicism in the past; And the Ferris River was brought to the City Lord's Mansion by Viashi to restore the heavenly qi, and now he can only choose the Spirit Puppet Sect, although the demon hunting spear is strong, but it will take a lot of time for Hongming to master.

Hongming wanted to refuse, but when he saw Ming Ziyin's distracted appearance, he suddenly felt a little unbearable, and finally nodded in agreement, of course, the Sect Master of the Gun Soul Sect walked towards Ming Hao Mingsheng, and Hongming walked towards Ming Ziyin.

"Your name is Mingziyin, right?" There was a hint of friendliness in Hongming's voice.

Ming Ziyin subconsciously looked at Hongming.

"Next, I will invite the first place of the intermediate qi cultivation master to the battle platform, he is Linglong from the Imperial Sword Sect, congratulations on your opportunity to cultivate the divine technique."

As soon as Li Qilong's words passed, Linglong directly used the qi of heaven to fly to Li Qilong's side, and the excitement on his face almost burst out.

"I invite the first place of the lower-level Qi Cultivation Master to come to the battle platform, he is a Ming Saint from the Spirit Puppet Sect, congratulations on the opportunity to cultivate the Divine Technique."

Mingsheng was not as anxious as Linglong, but walked slowly from the steps, during which he kept waving his hands around, and his face was also very high.

"I invite the first place of the superior Qi Cultivator to go to the battle platform, he is a Ferris River from the City Lord's Mansion, congratulations on the opportunity to cultivate the Divine Technique."

Versace patted Ferris on the shoulder, signaling not to be nervous.

Mo Tianhe looked at the spirit bead with both eyes, and his eyes were also full of excitement, mastering the magic trick is the first step to find his relatives, and the only way to become stronger is to be able to run rampant in this world full of demonic beasts.

After Motianhe walked on the battle platform, he bowed deeply in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, and it was the City Lord's Mansion that gave him the opportunity to compete.

The three contestants were already in place, and there was an old man standing next to Li Qilong.

"Before that, I want to tell you one thing, when you take over the Divine Bead, the Divine Bead will be connected with your life, and in the future, you will go to the South Dou Domain to participate in more brutal battles, as for how many people can cultivate the Divine Technique, I don't know, there is one more important thing, the cultivation of the Divine Essence requires an intermediate Qi Cultivation Grandmaster, and the Divine Bead is your ticket."

After Li Qilong finished speaking, he walked towards the square table.

"Didn't say when you were going?" Linglong asked.

"No, it's good to go to the Nandou Domain when you reach the Intermediate Qi Cultivation Grandmaster."

Li Qilong's words made the three of them feel speechless, there was not even an accurate time for such a big thing as the magic trick, and they suddenly became interested in the way of screening.

Li Qilong solemnly picked up the square box, and the moment the square box was opened, a unique fragrance spread throughout the battlefield, and the three of them felt that their uncontrollable emotions had faded a lot.

The old man solemnly took out a divine bead, and his voice was old and heavy, "Linglong receives the divine bead." ”

Ling Long closed his expression and walked in front of the old man with a serious expression.

The old man suddenly raised his hand and directly pressed the divine bead into Linglong's head, and then Linglong's body shook and passed out directly.

Motianhe and Mingsheng were both stunned, and saw a circular pattern flickering in the center of Linglong's eyebrows.

"Mingsheng receives the divine bead."

Mingsheng also fainted directly.

"The Ferris River catches the Divine Pearl."

Ferris River walked in front of the old man with a serious expression.

The old man's deep eyes were staring at the Ferris River, and just when the Ferris River was puzzled, a sound like mosquitoes and flies shaking their wings came into the ears of the Ferris River.

"I didn't expect you to make it to the end."

Suddenly, Motianhe lost consciousness and fainted to the ground, and a circular pattern flashed between his eyebrows.

"Each sect will bring back its disciples, and they will wake up in seven days." The old man finished speaking and disappeared.

Willis suddenly walked up to Shi Yulong's side and motioned for him to take the Ferris River, Shi Yulong was puzzled, but still did so. 1

The award ceremony has passed, and the Imperial Spirit Dawu has officially ended.

In the past seven days, the threshold of the Imperial Sword Gate and the Spirit Puppet Sect will be broken.

"Ming'er, how is Mingziyin's injury?" The Gun Mettle Sect Master looked at Mingzi who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Ming Hao may have known Ming Ziyin's thoughts, so when everyone's attention was on the award ceremony, he proposed from the side that Ming Ziyin secretly leave the Spirit Puppet Sect, and Hong Ming really proposed the idea of taking Ming Ziyin to the Gun Soul Sect as he expected.

So the extremely weak Ming Ziyin was secretly taken to the Gun Soul Sect by Hongming.

"The injury has healed, but maybe the essence and blood consumption is too great, and her body has been in a weakened state." Hongming was deeply troubled by Ming Ziyin's situation.

Those doctors of the Gun Soul Sect couldn't find out that Ming Ziyin was caused by the damage to the Qi Pill, and the Qi Pill was the biggest treasure of the Qi Practitioner, and they wouldn't check the Qi Pill without the permission of others.

"Well, take a rest and let the doctor take care of it for a while." The Sect Master of the Gun Mettle Sect looked at the tiredness in Hong Ming's eyes and said lightly.

Hongming shook his head, and the sect master didn't stop him, and left after a while.

"Is it worth it to offend a Qi cultivator who might master the divine technique because of me?" Ming Ziyin suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and said softly.

"It's worth it." Hongming didn't hesitate at all, and when he saw the madness when Ming Ziyin also used his essence blood, Hongming felt that they were all the way.

During these times, Ming Ziyin has been moved by Hongming's actions.

When Ming Ziyin first came here, she didn't dare to close her eyes and rest, she was afraid, in the face of treatment, she resisted, but then she couldn't stay up and fell asleep, during which Hongming has been by her side, maybe the childhood memories have become Ming Ziyin's inner demons, when she fell asleep, her mind was full of memories of being bullied as a child, but she couldn't wake up, and every time after a while, it seemed that there was some warmth all over her body to wrap herself and drive away the painful memories.

Until one night, when Ming Ziyin suddenly woke up and found that the warmth she had never experienced was brought by Hongming, at that moment her psychological defense line that had been established for more than ten years collapsed, of course, only for Hongming alone.

Later, all the treatment methods proposed by Hongming, Ming Ziyin agreed, and with some elixirs from the Gun Soul Sect, all the injuries except for the Qi Pill were healed in just three days.

In seven days, Hongming gained the trust of Ming Ziyin on the fourth day, which Minghao couldn't do.