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Yan Qingming was really annoyed. He was unwilling to do so. He jumped up from the ground, ignoring his own injuries. He folded his hands on his chest and kept pinching his prints.

The Dharma Seal was mysterious and complicated, and it seemed that there was a special secret power wafting out between the fingers.

In a daze, a strange wave was actually caused in this space, this wave was slightly almost imperceptible, and after one time, it was no different.

As a result, with Mo Ming's divine consciousness, at such a close distance, he couldn't help but wonder if he had an illusion...

Mo Ming is not yet ready to practice the attack technique, and he doesn't know much about many of these key points.

However, he could feel that Yan Qingming's bullock technique this time was obviously more wild and domineering than the previous one!

Obviously a sixteen-year-old boy stood in front of him, but Mo Ming felt like a wild beast was gradually recovering in front of him.

Moo--

This moo, like a bronze bell reverberated in everyone's hearts, even Mo Ming was shaken, his heart thumped and thumped violently, and the blood in his body rolled and it was difficult to calm down.

Many of the young children in the audience who were not old enough, and whose cultivation level was still light, were pale at the time, and only felt that their chests became stuffy, almost out of breath.

They knew that Yan Qingming possessed bull bull technique, and they also knew that bull bull technique was very domineering, and it had always been Yan Qingming's trump card. When Yan Qingming used bull bull technique before, it was enough to make them amazing!

But this time...

"Isn't it said that the cultivator who moved the seventh heaven of the blood realm can only use the scales and half of the claws of the true bone magic?"

Mo Ming was also puzzled. I'm afraid this power is more than just "a scale and a half claw". This is obviously not right...

Before moving the blood realm, the five gods mainly cultivate their own blood qi. The purpose is to strengthen the physical body so that it can withstand the divine power that is cultivated in the later stage. As long as the blood qi is strong enough, the realm can naturally be improved.

It can be said that the first five realms are simply laying the foundation for practice, which is what some people call "foundation building."

But starting from the sixth heaven, it changes step by step.

In the eyes of many people, the sixth layer began to practice exercises. From here is the threshold to formally enter the field of "cultivation".

On the seventh heaven, he began to comprehend bone inscriptions, comprehend magical powers, practice the art of attack, and master the power of the world.

The cultivators of this period were not able to play the true bone magic technique completely, and could only display a scale and a half of claws through the fit between themselves and the original true bone.

In layman's terms, it is to simulate some forms of various brutal beasts.

For example, Yan Qingming's previous bull slinging technique is called bull slinging technique, but it is actually "bull horning".

This should be the normal performance of the seventh day of moving the blood, but now, Yan Qingming seems to have broken this routine...

However, there shouldn't be this kind of energy!

Originally, according to Mo Ming's estimation, Yan Qingming's ability to hit the scales and half of the claws of the bull was already the limit, but now it seems that he underestimated the opponent.

Although there are many geniuses in the world, some people can even defeat opponents stronger than themselves with weak and powerful, but will Yan Qingming be such a person?

Yan Qingming was the cultivation base of moving the seventh heaven of the blood realm, and it was a small realm higher than Mo Ming, and he also had such overbearing divine art as bullock art.

It is not easy for Mo Ming to fight against it. If Yan Qingming has the ability to be weak and strong, it will undoubtedly increase Mo Ming's pressure!

In the spectator stand, Yan Ningxue turned her head and gave Yan Buping who was sitting next to her meaningfully.

No wonder he has to continue the competition. This obviously knows that Yan Qingming has a hole card that hasn't been shown, so he gave her and Mo Ming another set!

Yan Buping just smiled faintly, didn't say much, still tasting the tea calmly, but the triumph between his eyebrows could not be concealed!

"Mo Ming, you really made me look at me with admiration, but that's all, let me defeat you!"

Yan Qingming's voice was deep and powerful, with a deep anger implied. Mo Ming embarrassed him several times. This made him intolerable, and he wished to rush to tear Mo Ming to pieces!

He stared at Mo Ming, almost bursting out fire from his eyes.

But Mo Ming didn't care. On the contrary, being stared at by the other party, he seemed to be very sensitive, his face slanted and his mouth grinning:

"Sorry, you are really weak!"

It's okay not to say this, as soon as I said it, the opposite Yan Qingming almost didn't vomit blood on the spot!

"Mo Ming, die!"

Yan Qingming shouted angrily.

The enchanting blue light condensed and enveloped the three feet in front of him, as if forming a portal, and in a trance, it seemed that a beast of the world came across the boundary!

The same is bullshitting, but this time is obviously different from before.

But what responded to him was still Mo Ming's crappy and perverted smile:

"Sorry, I don't accept it, you have to accept it yourself!"

"Nima's..."

Yan Qingming didn't dare to speak at all, because he found that no matter what he said, the goods could be picked up...

However, Mo Ming does not care about those, the more angry others are, the happier and more energetic he is!

Sometimes, Mo Ming also felt that he was awkward, but there was no way, he couldn't change it, and he was also desperate!

This Yan Buping can be regarded as the future mortal world forcing the king, maybe one day he will take the throne, then his son Yan Qingming is not the future mortal world forcing the king's son-the forced prince!

The father and son joined hands to pretend to be forced... Ha ha!

To put it aside, Mo Ming might first let the opponent be awesome, and then rushed up and slapped the opponent down.

But today...

Sorry, Mo Ming has to do something to extinction!

Didn't Yan Qingming force the prince?Isn't he trying to pretend?

Haha, Mo Ming is going to kill the sprout of this cargo in the cradle today!

He wasn't going to give Yan Qingming a chance to continue to pretend, so he rushed forward.

That's right, he rushed up!

He didn't do anything, so he rushed straight up!

...

When Yan Qingming opened his eyes again, he only felt as if he was on a soft big bed with a soft mattress under him.

"this is……"

"Master, are you awake?!"

There was a joyful voice, and only then did Yan Qingming see his personal maid sitting next to him.

As if suddenly thinking of something, Yan Qingming just sat up straight and looked around in disbelief!

Yes, this is my room.

But, how could I be here?

Yan Qingming was stunned in an instant. He felt that his mind was blank. The harder he tried to recall, the more he couldn't remember anything.

Perhaps this is what people call "fragments"...

"I... hiss—"

He wanted to ask the maid beside him what happened.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, before he said a word, there was a sharp pain on one side of his cheek, and Yan Qingming couldn't help but breathe in cold air...