Nine Tripod God of War

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Mo Jian immediately took six Sanqing pills. With the improvement of cultivation, refining with elixir has also ended. The strange state in the Great Dream of Forgetting My Heart was announced to disappear. The pain on the body immediately hit.

While Mo Jian repaired the injury as quickly as possible with Sanqing Dan and Bu Tianguan, Qing Chan observed the surroundings vigilantly. At this moment, the situation is extremely bad and dangerous. If there is another batch of white-haired night forks, Mo Jian is bound to fall into a precarious situation.

At this moment, Mo Jian entered the Yecha battlefield for only three hours in total. It will take three days to go out!

Mo Jian repaired the injury, and the plane college was completely boiling! After several years of silence, someone suddenly entered the battlefield, which was comparable to a thunderbolt in the clear sky. Mo Jian killed 108 high-level white-haired Yecha with the fourth-level cultivation of the great soul master, and even upgraded the cultivation to the first level, which was shocking.

For a while, everyone in the whole plane college knew his name.

"It's so beautiful!"

Standing on the third floor of the small building with Zhuang 80,000 Lanya and others, Master Zhu Zi couldn't help clapping his hands and admiring. From here, the Sirius Monument is only a little small, but it is difficult to defeat the masters with superb cultivation. Previously, everyone was extremely nervous, and now they were finally relieved: "Mo Jian is really talented. He actually took out the ability to press the bottom of the box again in this dying place! Nine-order soul skills, big intake claws! Especially the Great Diamond Hammer, if I'm right, it seems that the unique stunt of the True Southern Emperor across the whole plane more than 10,000 years ago seems to be the ten strategies of the Qing Emperor!"

Zhuang 80,000 said with a smile, "I have told you a long time ago that it is extraordinary. If he dares to enter the Yecha battlefield, he will naturally rely on it! Look, am I right?"

Lan Ya muttered with concern in her eyes, "This is just the previous triple. And see that he is seriously injured at this moment. According to the usual practice of Jingshui Building, I'm afraid that the next batch of white-haired night forks will appear in less than an hour. How will he resist then?"

Nangong Xiu shook his head and said, "There seem to be several male students under you! I've never seen you so worried! Why did you cheat Mo Jian into a relative student and miss him so much?

After reaching an agreement with Mo Jian, Lan Ya has spread the matter.

Lan Ya's pretty face turned slightly red. She glanced at Nangong Xiu and said coquettishly, "Don't make fun of me like this. Mo Jian looks down on you and doesn't want to be your student. If you accept him, you will definitely be much more anxious than me!"

In the mysterious Tianzi College, in a small wooden building, a gray wide robe, as strong and upright as a hill, sat on a black wooden chair with a circle of fog in front of him. Under this fog, Mo Jian's scene in the Yecha battlefield was clearly shown.

Opposite him is Niu, an old acquaintance of Mo Jian.

"Dean Fang, Mo Jian clearly has no power to fight again. Do you want to save him out immediately?" Brother Niu said a little worriedly.

The Dean Fang he mentioned is the president of the Fifth Academy of Tianzi College, the powerful Founder Emperor. Before Mo Jian appeared, the record under the gravity ball had always been held by the Founder Emperor.

"What you said is really good! It is certain that it is the ten strategies of the Qing Emperor, the unique skill of the Zhennan Emperor in the past, and he has cultivated the third strategy of the King Kong Hammer. There is also a big intake claw, which is the ninth-order soul skill of the green-faced emperor earlier! Mo Jian's great soul master's cultivation can break common sense and use two nine-level soul skills, which is incredible. Could it be that he got the golden elixir of the blue-faced emperor and the Zhennan emperor? That's not right either! The soul of the Zhennan emperor flew away, and the golden elixir also disappeared. The Blue-faced Emperor had disappeared earlier.

The Founder Emperor just praised and did not take over the words.

Brother Niu couldn't help saying, "Dean, do you want to save Mo Jian? With his current situation, it is extremely dangerous to stay on the battlefield!"

Dean Fang showed a faint smile and waved his hand and said, "No! The more genius you are, the more you need to be sharpened. Those who can't stand the test can't be geniuses, and they are not the candidates that the college wants. You probably don't know that until now, the debate over whether to use the Yecha battlefield as the standard for assessing students continues, and I have always advocated opening up every year. 100,000 white-haired night fork, the food consumed every year alone needs at least 200 million soul stones, and the college will not spend this wealth in vain. Since he dares to go in, he must be responsible for his actions. Whether it is dead or alive, it is doomed by heaven. We just need to look at it and don't have to work hard.

Brother Niu disagrees with this view at the bottom of his heart, but he no longer dares to speak.

An hour passed quickly. Qingchan, who has a slight understanding of the battlefield of Yecha, is more vigilant, and secretly think that a new batch of Yecha is coming. Looking at Mo Jian, who is adjusting his breath, it is obviously impossible to end for a moment, and there is a wave of worries in his heart.

As a result, it has been six hours.

The students who have been guarding outside the Sirius Monument are eager to see the fight between Mo Jian and Bai Mao Yecha, but not to see him sit on the ground and recover from his injury. More and more dissatisfaction and complaints sounded. In particular, Prince Ling and others are even more angry.

Only Cai Xiliu in front of the Jingshui Building is extremely happy.

The emperor said strangely, "No! Six hours have passed, why hasn't the white-haired night fork still appear? Logically, there should be at least three or four waves.

It's already dark outside the battlefield. And there is still a light in the battlefield, and there is no night here. The mystery of Sanqing Dan is completely obvious. Mo Jian's body has dozens of injuries, all of which are scabs and has recovered.

And the trauma caused by refining the body has also recovered a lot under the rest of this period.

"It seems almost... Handsome human, hello, I haven't tasted you for a long time, hahahaha..."

At this time, a cold female voice came from afar, which was extremely loud and clear, and Qing Chan and Mo Jian listened to her at the same time. Then, there was a violent tremor on the ground, like tens of thousands of bison rushing.

Mo Jian quickly got up and stared straight at the place where the sound came. In a blink of an eye, he saw a white light coming at a speed like a meteor. And behind it, followed by a white-haired night fork like a flock of sheep on the grassland, running in countless quantities.

"It's over, it's the mother Yasha!"

When the white light was seen clearly, the green Zen in the Qiangong Palace almost screamed. Mo Jian looked at it and saw that there was a very obvious difference between this white-haired night fork and what he had seen before.

First of all, there are two large fat masses on its chest, with a small bulge on it, which is somewhat similar to the chest of a human woman. It's just a little similar. This is obviously its chest, like two rabbits in a soft sack, which is seriously drooping and swaying, and the skin is yellow-brown, dry and full of wrinkles. Besides, it's her face. The face of an ordinary white-haired nightsha is like an ape, but its face is completely similar to that of humans. It's just too ugly, ugly and earth-shaking, ugly and disgusting. Almost glued together, the bean-like small eyes are still green, the collapsed nose and particularly thick nostrils, but the mouth is as big as a beast.

Mo Jian's body shook, and this is indeed a dovec!

At the same time, the faces of the college masters who have been looking at the Sirius Monument, such as Zhu Zi and others, and even Dean Fang Zheng, have all changed.

The emperor in front of the Still Water Tower trembled and exclaimed, "It's the female night fork! How can there be a female Yasha in the battlefield? At first, I was still wondering why the cultivation of these night forks has increased significantly for several years, which is actually because of this female night fork! No, I have to save Mo Jian immediately!"

Tianyihuang immediately injected a soul force into the mirror in his hand, and saw a wave of shaking on the mirror and then silent, several times in a row, all the same. The emperor's face changed again and he exclaimed, "No! This female Yecha secretly closed the passage of the Yecha battlefield!"

Mother Yecha has jumped 30 meters away from Mo Jian. The countless white-haired night forks behind it stood neatly, just like a well-trained army.

"Don't waste your time. I have closed the passage here with a secret method! Two years ago, when you captured our white-haired night fork, I transformed my shape and came here for today. No one can enter here without my consent!" In the big eyes of the mother Yecha soybean, there was a trace of coldness, but this sentence was told to the emperor.

Then, a long string of saliva flowed from her mouth, stretched out her scarlet tongue, licked her cracked lips like bark, and there was a strange light in her eyes, but her voice was extremely gentle. Unfortunately, it was still sharp and hoarse: "Oh... Little baby, come here and let Sister Yecha see if you are strong enough. In fact..."

PS: Dear, I didn't scare you. Didn't I collect tonight's female Yecha to use it for you in my dream?