In the ghost castle of the West Sea, Han Qiusheng can be regarded as saving Mo Lianyu's life, owing a favor, and last night was also an unintentional mistake, weighing the pros and cons, and not wanting to be entangled too much.

Mo Lianyu said: "Defeat me, the twenty-seventh of the Xuanbang will be yours." ”

The spiritual power surged, shaking Han Qiusheng's hand that grabbed the ribbon, sealed it with one hand, and read: "Blue Scale Python." ”

The green ribbon turned into a green-scaled python of more than ten meters, Mo Lianyu held the ribbon in his right hand, shook it hard, and the python opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and bit it down.

I hurt myself, such a close distance, there is no way to avoid it, the white smoke in the center of Han Qiusheng's eyebrows floated out, shocking Mo Lianyu, the energy stagnated, and the giant python's body slowed down.

Han Qiusheng's right leg stepped on the ground, the ground cracked, and with the strength of his feet, he retreated seven or eight meters, Mo Lianyu came back to his senses, and the giant python bit the ground.

With a sound of "coaxing", a pit with a diameter of five meters appeared, and there was still a trace of smoke, Han Qiusheng patted his chest, so dangerous.

Mo Lianyu withdrew the ribbon, the feeling just now was the same as the energy exerted by the three-headed demon in the ghost castle, the seventh layer of the mortal realm was born soul power.

Mo Lianyu was also shocked, the most difficult thing in the Three Extremes Realm was actually done by Han Qiusheng, no wonder Wu Qingfeng would put down his son and call him a brother.

The cultivation is three layers worse, and the spiritual power is slightly weaker than Mo Lianyu, but there is such a powerful secret weapon as the soul power, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Mo Lianyu had to deal with it carefully, he couldn't fight with all his strength, and he had to divide a part of his spiritual will to resist the invasion of soul power.

The hands were sealed, and the slightest spiritual power was transformed, and the spiritual power needle rain as thin as a cow's hair was read: "Qingyuan Divine Law, Breaking the Source Needle." ”

Gently flicking his right hand, hundreds of source-breaking needles flew out.

With the Cold Light Xuanying Sword in his hand, he inserted it into the ground and said: "The sword technique of all things, the earth is guarded." "An earthen wall five meters high and three meters thick rose from the ground. The sword technique of all things is mainly performed by the attribute objects of the power of the five elements.

Ping Pong, hundreds of source breaking needles, piercing the earthen wall, Han Qiusheng jumped into the body, heart, mind, momentum in one, fusion of the sky, sacrifice method.

The swastika demon seal, rotated in the hand, and then the surrounding air reappeared, a swastika demon seal, two, ten.

With a palm, ten palm prints flew out, and Mo Lianyu stirred the ribbon, which was in a spiral shape, and a vortex of spiritual power appeared.

The ten palm prints were all shattered, the handprints kept changing, there were as many as thirty kinds, and the green ribbons became longer and wrapped around every part of the body.

The green ribbon turned into a battle armor, the blue light was dazzling, and Mo Lianyu's eyebrows had a heroic spirit, like a Valkyrie.

"Qingyuan Shenjia, fighting in all directions, invincible, crisscrossing the world. ”

Listening to the domineering declaration, looking at Mo Lianyu's beautiful face, Han Qiusheng was fascinated.

Mo Lianyu sneered, and said proudly: "The shameless person turned out to be pretending, and today I was fascinated by this girl." The figure flashed, appeared in front of Han Qiusheng, cyan light wrapped the entire right arm, raised his hand and punched out.

Han Qiusheng smiled: "You lost, Miss Mo." A wisp of white smoke floated out from the center of his eyebrows, and the soul power that could envelop the hundred-meter area was compressed to one meter, and the soul energy impacted, Mo Lianyu's mind.

Mo Lianyu only felt a splitting headache, and the raised fist couldn't fall for a long time, and Han Qiusheng retreated slowly, more than ten meters later.

The soul power oppression subsided, Mo Lianyu's will came to his senses, he withdrew the spiritual power surging in his right fist, the battle armor disappeared, turned back into a ribbon, and received it in the storage ring.

Although you lose, you are not wronged, the mortal realm is born with soul power, just like a plug-in in the game, as long as the gap is not too big, once the body is suppressed by soul power, unless you use strong willpower to break the suppression.

Otherwise, a slow breath is death, and it will be broken with willpower, and the premise is to know that the opponent has soul power, and the situation is good to be prepared.

Mo Lianyu said: "I lost, the twenty-seventh of the Xuanbang is yours, and when you are the younger brother of the Xuanbang, I want you to carry the sedan chair eight times, and the Ming media is marrying." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Han Qiusheng didn't speak, and it could be regarded as acquiescence, when Wu Qingfeng suddenly appeared and said, "Brother, Yanfu is not shallow! This Mo girl is the first beauty in the West, and she is the twenty-seventh on the Xuanbang." ”

"No, it's twenty-eight now, what a match made in heaven!"

I wanted to cultivate wholeheartedly, return to the small world after finding my wife, and spend my old age in peace, I don't want to have a sister along the way, and now I want to have a wife.

Although this relationship is a bit far-fetched, it is also wrong for him first, the first place on the Xuan List, it is a big challenge for Han Qiusheng! Mo Lianyu's matter can be solved and he can really cultivate with peace of mind.

A small bird in the sky, with shining eyes, recorded everything that had just happened, and turned into a streamer and flew towards the east.

In the eastern land, in a quiet small courtyard, a middle-aged man over half a hundred years old, holding a kettle, is watering, has lived for hundreds of thousands of years and has given birth to spiritual wisdom, can transform into a human, and spiritual plants grow everywhere.

It is the abbreviation of various plant creatures. These spirit plants deliberately shrunk their bodies so that the courtyard didn't seem crowded at all.

The man stopped watering, and the bird that flew from the western land landed on the man's shoulder, his eyes flashed, and a spiritual power projection appeared, playing the story of Han Qiusheng and Mo Lianyu's fight.

The man was shocked, and after watching it carefully, only the birth soul power could explain this strange scene, stroking the bird's head, and said, "Go back." The bird obediently flew away.

The man walked to a house and began to compile the new ranking of the Xuan Bang, injecting the battle experience just now into a crystal ball, and selling it to earn spirit stones.

There is a rule in the Xuan Realm, the thirty monks of the Xuan List are protected by the Xuan Heaven City, because each of them has the possibility of becoming a Dharma Realm monk and a saint.

Every bird followed, recording every battle, as a proof of the ranking of the Xuanbang and the alternating changes.

In addition, there is also a Xuantian City Lord in the little bird's body, and the secret technique injected into it can break out with the full strength of the Spirit Tribulation Realm monk, as a deterrent, in case some old monks put down their faces and strangle it in the cradle.

Half a month passed quietly, and Xuantian City was crowded with monks, because it was this time of the month, buy a crystal ball and get a free Xuanbang ranking.

The monks are not in retreat all day long, most of them still like gossip, the Xuanbang rankings, and they yearn for the battle in the crystal ball.

As the crystal balls were sold, the free Xuanbang rankings were given away, and it took another seven days for them to circulate throughout the Xuanjie.

The monks of the land of the three directions were hotly discussed, and Han Qiusheng, who was ranked twenty-seventh on the Xuantian list, was hotly discussed, because the Xuantian City Lord was specially marked in his name, the seventh layer of the mortal realm, the birth of soul power, these words.

It's hard not to be noticed, and many monks feel that the Xuantian City Lord has a part to brag about, after the crystal ball that records the battle is watched.

Finally believed that Han Qiusheng, with the seventh layer of the mortal realm, gave birth to soul power, it was too incredible, and it was even more shocking than Lin Aoyi, the extreme realm of mortal realm, the spiritual power was extreme, and he killed the fifth-ranked one, Mu Hefeng.

In the northern land, in the scorching sun and endless desert, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears was soaked with sweat on his thin horse coat, and the fat on his face was tightly wrinkled.

Squinting his eyes, he opened his eyes wide, trying to see the ranking of the Xuanbang in his hand clearly, he was angry and unbelievable, and said: "How could there be no me? ”

Chen Da Fat angrily tore off the Xuanbang ranking in his hand, and while looking at the crystal ball, he stepped on the desert dust and ran towards the western land.

Such a result made him unacceptable, the seventh layer of the mortal realm, soul power, whether it is true or false, has to be tested, and if he loses, he is still glorious, and if he wins, he can be on the twenty-seventh of the Xuan List, not a loss at all, no loss.

It's not just Chen Dapang who thinks like this, Xuanbang 29 Luo Mountain, Xuanbang 30 Qin An, and a bunch of mortal realm ten layers are the same, rushing non-stop to Guiyi Academy.

In the western land, Lei Yanmen, there are two hundred zhang high mountains, one is called Thunder Mountain, and the thunder and lightning have never stopped all day long.

A mountain called Yanshan, the molten slurry erupted, extremely hot, a figure was wrapped in molten lava, a roar of rage, shook the molten lava, and broke out into the spiritual realm of cultivation.

Huo Jueyun, walked out of Yanshan, came to a small pavilion in the lake, every time he was troubled, he would stay here quietly for a while.

Lei Yuan waited for a long time, felt the aura emanating from the fire clouds, and said, "It seems that you have made a decision." "Since returning from the West Sea, Huo Jueyun has been in retreat and cultivating, without trying to impact the Three Extremes Realm, and directly breaking through the Spirit Realm.

Huo Jueyun said: "The talent is so talented, I can't rush through." Lei Yuan took out the Xuanbang ranking, and two crystal balls, and said: "I knew that Hanqiu was extraordinary, and he was on the Xuanbang so quickly, let's take a look." ”

Huo Jueyun watched it carefully, a little surprised, and a little relieved, guessing why Mo Lianyu and Han Qiusheng were fighting, and said, "I haven't seen her for a while, Lianyu, I don't know if she's okay?"

Lei Yuan said: "I'll go with you, Han Qiusheng is on the twenty-seventh Xuanbang, there will be many people who are not convinced, and they want to become famous in one fight, and there is excitement to watch." The two of them chatted as they walked towards the academy.

Guiyi Academy, after teaching new students, it is rare to fall into the rain, basking in the sun and stretching on the roof.

Looking at the crystal ball, the ranking of the Xuan List, he sighed: "This cold autumn life is even more powerful than Lin Ao! Birth soul power, only the seventh in the mortal realm, there is a possibility of impacting the three-pole realm." ”

Luo Chengyu, who was accustomed to being lazy, turned up violently, thinking of himself and Qingyan and the gambling contract, and said anxiously: "No, I won't gamble this time, if I am hated by Han Qiusheng, the higher my cultivation will be in the future, wouldn't you be able to bully me casually." ”

Han Qiusheng was not as stingy as Luo Chengyu thought, after more than 20 days of cultivation, his soul power could already cover a range of two hundred meters, and his cultivation had also broken through to the eighth layer of the mortal realm.

I will go from time to time, and the chief pavilion will take a look at Mo Lianyu, and the relationship will ease a little.

At least there is no murderous spirit, looking at Han Qiusheng, and he will come every morning, outside the academy and Han Qiusheng compete in martial arts, although every time he is impacted by the energy of soul power, he has a headache, but his willpower has obviously improved a lot.