The boundless blood rippled and enveloped the entire battle platform, neutralizing the coercion released by Mo Qing.

Mo Qing didn't make any moves, letting this blood envelop him, he wanted Qin Yu to understand that no matter what means, it was useless in the face of absolute strength, it was so vulnerable, so he had to defeat him after Qin Yu's means were exhausted, so that he could show his strength, and his pride could not be blasphemed.

Seeing that Mo Qing was engulfed in blood without the slightest movement, people probably guessed his thoughts, and couldn't help but secretly think, he, the first person of the core disciple, was really proud, he really didn't take Qin Yu in his eyes, this kind of courage was beyond their reach.

Seeing this, many high-ranking members of the Taihua Sect shook their heads slightly, when they reached their realm, the strength of the disciples was not much different in their eyes, what they looked at was mainly the talent and heart of these disciples, in terms of talent, Mo Qing was naturally undoubted, otherwise he would not be able to sit in the first position of the core disciple.

But the heart made them shake their heads, the so-called lion fighting rabbit, and also with all their strength, it is taboo to despise the opponent. As the first person of the core disciple of Taihua Sect, it is normal to have some arrogance, which genius does not have arrogance? Even if you are a genius with a calm and indifferent heart, you will also have arrogance, and you will not allow others to blaspheme, but no matter how talented you are, how arrogant you are, when you go to the battlefield, there is only one purpose - to defeat the opponent, and the rest are all vain, at this moment you must put away the so-called arrogance, go all out to fight, and never relax until the last moment, this is the quality that a warrior should have.

The continent is vast, and geniuses are like the fine sand of the Ganges, countless, but how many people can really reach the pinnacle of martial arts? Very few, most of the geniuses died halfway, were drowned in the river of history, and gradually forgotten by people, among them, because of blind arrogance, there are not a few who capsize in the gutter.

The road of martial arts, the long road is long, there are countless difficulties and obstacles in this process, many times, you can win a thousand times, but you can't afford to lose once, because this time it is likely to make you pay a heavy price, and this price is likely to be life.

In addition, you will meet many opponents, these opponents are either strong or weak, but none of them can be taken lightly, even if his strength is insignificant to you, but who can guarantee that when you are in trouble, it is not he who will give you a fatal blow?

This kind of truth is very simple, anyone can understand it, but it can be understood, when they are really faced with this situation, there are still many people who make mistakes, because they can't let go of their arrogance, they always think that they are the most genius people, no one can compare with themselves, such thoughts may push them into the abyss at any time, and they will never recover.

And Mo Qing is obviously one of them, which is also the reason why many high-level people shake their heads, such a disciple's talent is good, but who can guarantee that he will not die one day because of his arrogance?

Mo Qing never expected that instead of making the higher-ups appreciate him more, Mo Qing reduced his impression of him by a few points.

Of course, he couldn't pay attention to the expressions of the higher-ups, because at this moment he was no longer on the battle platform, but in a blood-colored world, the yin wind was gusting, and the bloody aura was very strong.

Shura Realm, Launch!

Mo Qing shook his palm, felt his own situation, and felt that there was a restraining force enveloping him, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, his strength was limited, and the physical strength and aura consumed every time he moved were several times the original.

However, even so, there was not the slightest panic on his arrogant face, he looked at Qin Yu in front of him, and said proudly: "Is this what you rely on? Being able to limit the opponent's strength does give you the advantage, but is it useful in this way? In the face of absolute strength, all means are in vain, and you will still not be my opponent." ”

Even if some of his strength was limited by this strange secret method, he was still not comparable to ordinary Qi Refining Fivefold powerhouses, let alone Qin Yu, who was only at the peak of Qi Refining Double.

Even Yang Yan didn't know this concept before, let alone a core disciple of the Taihua Sect in his Moqing District, he only thought that this was some kind of secret method of Qin Yushi, which could limit the strength and actions of the other party.

"Really? Let's give it a try. Qin Yu said with a smile, Mo Qing was not Yang Yan, there was no need for him to explain this, and with a slight wave of his palm, the Shura realm suddenly trembled.

Mo Qing's expression remained unchanged, quietly watching all this, he wanted to see what tricks Qin Yu could play.

However, in a moment, one by one, tall figures, extremely hideous complexions, huge eyes with a strong fierce light, wrapped in thick chains of Shura demons sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, these Shura demons were much stronger than when they fought with Yang Yan before, the weakest were all Qi Refining Dual Peaks, and there were many Qi Refining Triple Peaks.

In the face of these Shura demons, Mo Qing sneered coldly and said, "You want to deal with me just with these wastes?"

I saw that his face was extremely proud, and he broke through the air with a random punch and blasted towards the Shura demon who was killed.

In the outside world, the blood-colored cocoon, which was the same as when Qin Yu and Yang Yan fought before, appeared on the core disciple battle platform, blocking the disciples' sight, but this time the blood color of the cocoon was thicker, I don't know how much, under the sunlight, it was extremely dazzling.

Many disciples looked extremely distressed, as if there were countless insects crawling in their hearts, itchy, the first disciple of the inner sect fought against the first person of the core disciple, such a wonderful battle happened in front of them, they were eager to know the battle situation, but they couldn't see anything, there was anything more torturous in the world, right?

Yang Yan's line of sight was also cut off, looking at the blood-colored cocoon in front of him, he groaned slightly, is this the appearance of the Shura realm? It is completely different from the inside, although it is also a blood-colored color, it is the same as the real world, as far as the eye can see, but on the outside, it is just an ellipsoidal blood-colored cocoon, and he can't see the inside at all, and even the sound does not come out.

Yang Yan turned her head to look at Bing Ruoyan next to her, and it happened that she also noticed Yang Yan's movements, and when she looked at it, her eyes immediately met.

Bing Ruoyan's red lips covered by the veil opened lightly, and she was about to say something, but she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Yang Yan's head leaning towards her.

Although Yang Yan is only twelve years old, because he has been serving various elixirs since he was a child, and has undergone spiritual qi quenching, his height is not worse than that of many fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, and he is not much shorter than Bing Ruoyan.

Yang Yan's head was getting closer and closer to her, and her breath even hit her face covered by the veil, smelling the unique breath of Yang Yan's body, her beautiful eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of shyness, a trace of surprise, and a trace of expectation, her heart beat faster, and at the same time, a touch of blush slowly climbed up her cheeks, at this moment she was drunk and charming, even if she was veiled, she couldn't hide it.

It's a pity that everyone is now staring at the blood-colored cocoon on the battle platform and didn't see this charming scene.

Finally, Yang Yan's face was very close to Bing Ruoyan, and he could clearly smell the virgin fragrance on her body, but he did not do as Bing Ruoyan imagined, but slightly sideways, against the side of her face, leaned his lips against her ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "You should have a way to let this prince see the situation inside." ”

He is only in the body quenching realm, and the aura cannot be transmitted outside the body, and he can't transmit the sound of the natural spirit element, or the sound of the aura, so he can only stick to Bing Ruoyan's ears and speak in a subtle voice.

"Huh?" Bing Ruoyan was speechless, she was still immersed in the fantasy just now, and she didn't react for a while, and she didn't hear what Yang Yan said clearly.

Yang Yan frowned slightly, he didn't like to repeat the same sentence very much, if it was someone else, he would just ignore it, he seemed to have a lot more patience with Bing Ruoyan, and said it again at the moment.

"Oh. This time, Bing Ruoyan heard it clearly, it turned out that he didn't want to be like that, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart, and then calmed down again, and replied: "Yes, I can pass the spirit element into your eyes, temporarily magnify your vision, and let you see the scene inside, but this is an external force, and your body has to bear the impact of the spirit element, and the process will be very painful." ”

This is very easy to understand, the spirit element is highly condensed and condensed to the extreme, and it is owned by the strong people above the spirit yuan realm, but the insignificant trace of energy contained in it is huge, like a surging river, it is not at all something that a quenching body realm martial artist can bear, if such an energy is suddenly injected into the body of an ordinary quenching seven-fold martial artist, it will definitely explode and die, just like a pond, how can it accommodate the sea?

Even if it is Yang Yan, Bing Ruoyan personally controls and protects his body, to withstand such a powerful energy, and to forcibly improve his vision, the pain he suffers is unimaginable, so Bing Ruoyan will say this, she can eliminate the sequelae caused by this, but she can't reduce his pain.

"Don't worry, if you can't stand this pain, how will this prince rise to the top of the world in the future? Hearing this, Yang Yan's face remained unchanged, and he had thought before he made this decision that it might not be so easy.

After saying this, he moved his head away, Bing Ruoyan looked at the firmness in his eyes, nodded slightly, she knew that Yang Yan would not give up, just like before.

"Yan'er, get ready. Bing Ruoyan spoke again, and saw Yang Yan nodding slightly, and then condensed a trace of spiritual yuan on him.

After this silk spirit yuan entered Yang Yan's body, he was shaken, like thousands of needles, and in an instant, fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth.

Fortunately, this silk spirit yuan was issued by Bing Ruoyan, it was very docile, there was no left and right rush, and after entering, it was divided into two finer spirit elements, one protecting the meridians, internal organs, and bones of Yang Yan, and the other was towards the eyes.

Rao is like this, Yang Yan also clenched his hands in pain, his nails sank into the flesh, a trace of blood overflowed, his teeth clucked, as if he was about to be bitten, and the sweat on his forehead continued to seep out, and the pain could not be felt without personal experience.

Finally, the trace of Lingyuan rushed to his eyes, and at this time, Bing Ruoyan did not dare to be careless at all, and was engrossed in control.

Yang Yan only felt that his eyes were burning, as if they were about to burn, the pain suddenly increased, there was a soft creak, his teeth were shattered into a small piece, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, this is the most critical step, no matter what, you have to endure it.

This process only lasted a dozen breaths, but for Yang Yan, it was as long as a year, and it was still an extremely painful year.

Finally, this pain began to weaken, and the burning heat in his eyes began to slowly subside, and Yang Yan knew that he had succeeded!