"How is it possible? Are you not in the Nascent Soul realm? I am also in the Nascent Soul realm. You can't avoid my attack!" Shi Kefan looked a little panicked and said without hesitation.

"What a panic, can you compare with my Nascent Soul realm?" Mo Qingkuang stopped in front of Shi Kefan and said casually.

Shi Kefan was nervous on his face. He looked at Mo Qingkuang without saying anything, but he didn't know what he was thinking. Almost instantly, his body flew backwards, and with the help of his power, he was about to escape Mo Qingkuang's attack range.

There is only one thought in my mind, and I must save my life.

However, the duck that got it flew was not Mo Qingkui's personality. Facing Shi Kefan who was flying backwards, the spiritual power in Mo Qingkui's hand suddenly turned into a long whip, and countless long whips tied into a big net, directly blocking Shi Kefan's way.

In just an instant, Shi Kefan bumped into the big net, and his whole body was a little confused by the violent impact, and half-kneeled on the ground.

Mo Qingkui looked at Shi Kefan and asked lightly: "The trick you used is Jiujue Mingpo from the Shadowless Temple. Who sent you here!"

Shi Kefan glanced at Mo Qingkuan, but he didn't expect that his Shadowless Temple would not be born for a long time, and there were people who could easily recognize their moves.

"Who are you?" Shi Kefan asked in a low voice, and it seemed that he had kicked a piece of iron plate today.

Mo Qingkuang smiled loudly and said, "You ask who I am, you're wrong. Shouldn't I ask who you are?"

Shi Kefan stood up, with a serious look on his face and said in a deep voice: "A guest of the Li family who ascended from the lower realm cannot understand the Shadowless Temple. What is your true identity?"

"So that's how you inferred it? It's really a joke. I just killed Yulong!" Mo Qingkuang said with a frank smile.

"Haha, it turns out it's you. But a Yulong slaughtered him and killed him. But an orange-level palace servant actually dared to attack the woman of the Qing-level palace master. Being driven out of the Shadowless Temple would be easier!" Shi Kefan's voice sneered.

Such words made Mo Qingkuang unexpected that this Tu Yulong was still a person with a temperament and was very brave.

However, in comparison, the person in front of him was much more sinister. He was full of breath and a long sword in his hand condensed his force, making crackling sounds, and rushed towards Mo Qingqiu.

"The Lone Star Blast!"

"Sky Thunder Snake!" Facing the third move of Xuanming Sumeru, Mo Qingkuang was not ruthless at all. Qi Wenxuan did not exert his power at the beginning, so this time Mo Qingkuang came to correct it.

The rolling thunder fell from the sky like a waterfall. The last time Qi Wenxuan recruited was only the lowest level purple thunder, but this time Mo Qingkui was the second-level Xuan thunder.

The Lone Star Nether Explosion spread to the blade, and the explosion sounds came one after another, which was particularly harsh as the thunder rolled. It directly broke through the flashing lightning and approached Mo Qingkuai.

The tip of the knife is opposite, one side is bursting starlight, and the other side is thunder rolling. This scene depends entirely on personal force.

Of course, Mo Wu is better than frivolous.

"Die!"

Mo Qingkuang exhaled softly, and the Thunder Snake Slash approached Shi Kefan with rolling thunder. The force splashed all over his body. Shi Kefan was hit by the lightning light in surprise. Then a long sword stabbed straight into the heart, extracting the power from the dantian, leaving him without any successor.

"Bang!" Shi Kefan's body burst out directly, and thunder injected into his body, which was a power that his body could not bear.

With one move, a Yuan Dan fell into Mo Qingkuan's hands, and the golden elixir realm would condense into a golden elixir. After entering the Nascent Soul realm, the golden elixir will turn into a white Yuanying, but after death, only a white Yuandan will be left.

Generally speaking, as long as the spiritual consciousness is not destroyed and the Yuan Dan is not damaged, it can guarantee rebirth. However, if only the Yuan Dan is left, then it can only be cheaper.

The thunder just now had already destroyed the corpse and traces. Now the rest is Mo Qingkuang alone, looking at the surrounding scenes, he felt quite sad.

As well as the remaining Yuan Dan, Shi Kefan's space ring seems to have a lot of good things inside, and a mid-level spiritual weapon is particularly conspicuous.

The peak of the mid-level spiritual weapon, the Nether Shadow Flute, has the breath of the Zuo family. It seems that Mo Qingkuang is not wrong, but the Zuo family is really looking for death.

Put away the space ring, look at the place where Shi Kefan died just now, and said lightly: "Die under my hands, it's your honor, I will borrow Yuan Dan first!"

After the words fell, Mo Qingkang went straight to the center of Yanbao Valley. There were few people here and the improvement here can be said to be the best effect.

"Venice, help me protect the Dharma, I'm ready to lift my bones!" Mo Qingkuang sent a message to the Venerable in the Purple Mansion. The Venerable shook his body and then came out, looking like he was not awake.

"Damn, why is it so hot here?" The barefoot Venerable stepped on the crater and couldn't help but scream.

Mo Qingkui covered his mouth and laughed secretly, saying, "Don't turn into a roasted pig's trotter, I can't save you then!"

The Venerable immediately brought out the Hanyu bed that had been moved away from the ancient tomb below, jumped up with a look of enjoyment.

Mo Qingkuang was speechless. When he saw the Han Yu Bed, he remembered that they seemed to have a mummy. He asked in confusion: "By the way, when will that thing be used?"

The Venerable gave Mo Qingkui a blank look, as if he felt that he would not open the pot of his hand. He said contemptuously: "Wait, don't you want to improve? Can you hurry up? The environment here is too bad!"

"Get it out!" Mo Qingkuang was speechless. Anyway, when it comes to the pain of the Venerable, he was too lazy to care about him even if he was concerned about his side.

With the lessons from the last time, Mo Qingkuang was already mentally prepared when he used the chaotic purple qi.

In order to absorb spiritual energy normally as a reserve, the Venerable placed a ban around him, allowing the spiritual energy to penetrate and isolate the fire poison from the outside.

Calm and calm the air, a chaotic purple air moved out and lingered in the dantian, and then went to the limbs. A pain that made life worse than death suddenly came out.

Although Mo Qingkuang was prepared for a long time, he couldn't help but groan when the purple qi was tempered, but he instantly restrained his mind and did not dare to be discouraged anymore.

I bit my lips tightly, and blood dripped down the corners of my lips. The tempering in my body also spread inch by inch. The tempering of my bones is slower and harder than the tempering of my meridians.

The endless pain, the kind of pain that knows when it will end, but every second is extremely difficult to end, penetrates into the soul.

Even though I have learned from the last bloodline tempering, I didn’t expect that the tempering of the bones is more painful than the tempering of the blood.

The body can no longer feel anything outside, only the endless pain in the body, spreading step by step in the bone marrow, and the body is already sweating like rain, completely wetting her clothes.

In the dream, it seemed like a roar, but in reality, Mo Qingkuang could only sit quietly on the ground and endure this boundless pain.

(End of this chapter)
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