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"Revenge? I have no grievances or hatred with you. How can I take revenge? Ying smiled speechlessly, and his light posture did not pay attention to Mo Jian at all. He said slowly, "Mo Jian, you are confident and powerful. Are you deliberately looking for an excuse to challenge me in front of the leaders of the college?"

Mo Jian shouted, "You fart!"

Ying said with a sunny smile: "Actually, you can't make such a roundabout. You are my junior. If you want to compete with me, I will give you this face when I am speechless, right? Oh... I know. I entered the whirlpool of time and space. You are jealous and know that I won't hurt you in front of the leaders of the college, so I want to vent my anger. You are also really good at picking opportunities! It's best to hurt me. Even if you can't hurt me, you won't lose face. After all, our cultivation gap is here.

The beautiful emperor snorted coldly, "He has bad intentions against you. If he really does it, you don't have to be too polite at all!"

"Yes!"

He should be speechless and overjoyed. The reason why he talked at length is not only to anger Mo Jian, but also to let the understanding soul emperor around him say a word for himself. As expected, the Jinxiu Emperor came to the way. With such a group of accents, he had enough reasons. Even if he couldn't kill Mo Jian, he could be seriously damaged.

From taking action against himself in Xiaonan wine on that day, to Ying was speechless and secretly colluding with other forces of the college to deal with himself and the dark incense meeting, and even Cai Xiliu's injury, he has been in the chaotic area. Under the new and old hatred, Mo Jian and Ying have been speechless to the point of immortality. He should be speechless, and three or two sentences make Mo Jian not know how to answer. Although he is sensitive, he is clumsy in words and confronts people, which is not his strengths.

But men never rely on lips and tongues, but means!

Mo Jian said coldly, "You should be speechless, don't be a shrinking turtle again!" Get out. Today, in front of the leaders of the college, I want you to repay all the new hatred and old hatred!"

"Good!" Ying smiled speechlessly and scolded, "I didn't want to be accused of bullying the weak. But since you are so aggressive, let me know what I should do to be speechless!"

From beginning to end, the enlightened beast king squatted beside Ying speechless without saying a word. Instead, those huge pupils looked at Mo Jian again and again, with an intriguing light.

Boom!

In the scene when Ying came out of the crowd speechlessly, Mo Jian couldn't help but say that it was a rainbow fist that hit Ying speechlessly. The seven-colored rainbow shot away like a column of light.

"It's still far away!" Ying was speechless with a disdainful smile at the corners of his mouth and flashed gently. The long rainbow pillar of light split directly from his side, and his right hand bounced, and shouted in a low voice, "18 Bodhi!"

You can see the 18 vortex-shaped white airflow, winding around and moving forward rapidly, roaring. Where the whirlpool passes, there is a golden Buddha holding the Dharma seal, fleeting away.

This is the power of the upper plane, which should be speechless. It is clearly the Bodhi plane.

The beautiful emperor praised: "It should be speechless and extraordinary, and it can reach the level of 18 Bodhi. It is rumored that the true meaning of the Bodhi plane is 9981. Every time you get one, the absorbed bodhi power can increase a few points.

Dean Lan and others changed their faces slightly. There are more than hundreds of upper planes opened by practitioners, but the recognized top ten upper planes are the most powerful and the deepest. The Bodhi plane is one of them, and the others, such as the Rasha plane and the Asura plane, are also among the top ten planes.

18 Bodhi is indeed amazing. Any hit by Mo Jian is the lightest and serious injury. If Mo Jian is surrounded by 18 Bodhisattva, he will die without burial.

"Dragon Dance! The heart of Pilu! Division of yin and yang!"

Mo Jian did not give in, let alone fear. With a few words in his mouth, the shadow of a giant dragon suddenly appeared from the sky, and the sound of Qingyue's dragon was trembling even the earth. Immediately after that, a white-dressed Guanyin, as if it were real, emerged behind him, and the sound of clearly chanting Buddhist scriptures shocked everyone. Finally, the color of the hundred feet around Mo Jian suddenly changed, one black and one white, completely divided.

18 Bodhi and the dragon first intersect, collide with Guanyin in white, and finally fall into the black and white land. At the same time, a sharp long sword gushed out of the yin and yang plane and silently shot away.

18 Bodhi, disintegrating the ice.

The soul emperors were shocked and looked at the place where the two had just fought. They really couldn't believe that a soul master could use the power of the upper plane.

It is the power of Mo Jian to promote the Tianlong plane, as well as the power of the Pilu plane and the yin and yang plane opened by the work of Oriental Xuanxuan.

The soul master could only quench the body and soul with the power of the upper plane. However, after Mo Jian's soul power was promoted to the true spiritual realm, what was originally impossible became possible at this moment.

The soul power of infinite practitioners is in the virtual spiritual realm, and even countless soul emperors are hurt by the quenching and transformation of soul line quality and soul power quality. Mo Jian achieved such incredible achievements in the realm of the soul, which can be called accumulation.

Originally, he was very confident about his 18 Bodhi and was speechless. Seeing the sudden change in the situation in the war circle, the 18 Bodhi quickly disappeared, and the sharp sword shot from the power of the yin and yang plane had hit three feet in front of him. He suddenly flashed in a hurry and shouted angrily, "Mo Jian, you are not a soul master!"

President Lan shouted without losing time, "You read it wrong, he is! If it's not the soul, it's the soul. The power of these three planes alone can make you unable to eat!"

Lan Ya's eyes showed a light of light, and Dongfang Xuangong's soul skill was exactly what she gave to Mo Jian. But he didn't expect that Mo Jian had opened three planes.

The energy that the repairer needs to save to open the upper plane is extremely amazing. A soul master, this huge energy accumulated can even break a soul emperor to pieces. Because of this, although Dongfang Xuanxun's skills are exquisite, there are only a few people who can really practice.

The enlightened beast king's eyes were faintly red and fell straight on Mo Jian, as if he was excited and eager, with a little ferocity and greed.

Mo Jian said coldly, "You should be speechless. Aren't you very arrogant? If you have any other skills, take them out!"

"Eighteen Bodhi!"

The silent tiger should roar and point out the 18 Bodhi again. At the same time, a pile of flying knives as thin as cicada wings appeared in his hand, and the whole body was purple. It was also a fifth-order soul weapon, a total of nine, which is a rare combination of soul weapons.

18 Bodhisattva attacked again, Mo Jian was like a law, and the power of the three planes made achievements again. Under the collision of the forces of the upper plane, the sound was like thunder for a moment. Ying was speechless and turned his body sharply, aimed at Mo Jian's eyebrows, and the fifth-order soul weapon flying knife shot out.

"Tibetan Peak Seal!"

Mo Jian sneered, and the black iron mountain flashed away in the palm of his hand, and the scene of rapidly becoming bigger was suppressed. I only heard a crisp sound, and the flying knife was in the middle of the Tibetan Peak.

Zangfeng Dayin is safe and sound, but the flying knife has a slight crack.

The fifth-order soul weapon collides with the sixth-order soul weapon, which is simply looking for death.

"This is... the sixth-order soul weapon!" The beautiful emperor lost his voice. At this time, he realized that there were only eight-level talented students in the plane college, which he greatly underestimated, and he was even more difficult to deal with than he thought.

"Not only the sixth-order soul weapon, but also the best among them! Seeing the big from the small, it implies the law of space! Tut, that's amazing!" Dean Lan praised happily and did not hide his appreciation for Mo Jian.

First in the plane college, the emperor who opened the door of the night fork battlefield for Mo Jian, and the square emperor showed a trace of joy on their faces.

The Tibetan peak print is the property of Du Laiyi. However, the practitioners of the four ancient families on the plane rarely appear, so everyone doesn't know.

Only Du Miao saw this treasure with an incredible look in his eyes. Those beautiful eyes with mist, when looking at Mo Jian again, are extremely complicated, and I don't know whether they are happy or angry.

The beautiful emperor and the storm emperor are as heavy as water. As for the remaining Qingshui Emperor and Luo Shan Emperor, they do not hold a position and praise Mo Jian and Ying's speechless battle.

And Lan Ya, Cai Xiliu and Tan Chiba were full of joy and excitement.

Seeing that the family spent a lot of effort on this combination of fifth-order soul weapons for themselves, one of them was almost ruined. Ying was speechless and turned pale, and his heart was angry and fierce, giving birth to a sense of nameless fear for no reason.

He suddenly realized that Mo Jian had become a climate, and he was no longer in the plane college at the beginning, and he could** at will.

"Tibetan Peak Seal!"

After several rounds of confrontation, Mo Jian's self-confidence increased greatly. He was also a little afraid of the speechlessness of the seventh level of the Soul King. Seeing that he was in his hands, he became more and more insightful that the quality of soul power had been improved to the mystery of the true spiritual realm. Even the power of the Tibetan Peak seal was at least three times higher than before.

The same sharp knife naturally has different powers in the hands of adults and children. Mo Jian under the quality of the soul power of the true spiritual realm is exactly this transformation and improvement.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

The black iron mountain rumbled down while Mo Jian kept raising his hand to urge him. Everyone saw that the black iron mountain was like a meteorite falling from the air, with beads and cannons, hitting the ground heavily, and huge deep pits appeared one by one, with amazing momentum and endlessness. In a blink of an eye, the place with a radius of hundreds of meters was smashed by the seal of Zangfeng and sank at least three or four meters.

He should be speechless and try his best to escape under the suppression of the Tibetan Peak Seal again and again. It is really dangerous, and there is a danger of being hit by the Tibetan Peak Seal at any time.

"You should be speechless, aren't you the seventh level of Soul King? Don't run away. Can I suppress it?

"The sixth-order soul weapon is not that powerful. Don't be so afraid. If I smash you, it may not smash you into a meat pie!"

“......”

Mo Jian, who urged the Tibetan Peak and Seal, prevailed and did not forget to provoke this person again with words. He was not such a person, but only responded to the speechless hatred, which made him say what he would not say anyway.

"Mo Jian, you want to die!"

Running for another half of the tea scene, Ying was speechless and finally roared in anger. He is only 28 years old and was the first person of the young generation in his family. When did he suffer such humiliation? Throughout the four families, Du Rulong of the Du family is the only one who can't reach it, and he is four or five years younger than Du Rulong. Recently, in the whirlpool of time and space, he had a deep opportunity and made great progress in cultivation. He was full of confidence, but as soon as he came out, Mo Jian, the first opponent he met, forced him to such an unbearable situation.

"Hell fire!"

should be speechless and roared to the sky. As he roared out, a black breath gushed out from his body. This breath is cold and gloomy, with indescribable evil.

Almost at the same time, this breath suddenly turned into a blue flame. The people who were still shivering because of his gloomy and evil breath suddenly seemed to be roasted by real fire, and their whole body seemed to burn.

Several soul emperors didn't care, but Lan Ya, Xi Kunlun and others hurriedly fought against it. Talking about Chiba and others, they turned pale and hurriedly retreated.

A few under-cultivated women, such as Cai Xiliu and Geshu Ziyi, can't resist at all. Fortunately, Dean Lan and the other three immediately injected a soul power into them to protect their bodies. Even so, they were still pale and their delicate bodies were crumbling.