Immemorial Paragon

As soon as this person's words came out, everyone's expressions immediately changed, and they were shocked by Mo Qingyun's identity.

They really did not expect that the young man who had been rebuilt in Yuandan Realm in front of him turned out to be Mo Qingyun, who was the first in this great dynasty test.

One who was scrambled by the masters of the main halls and was valued by the three veterans of the academy, is now accepted by Mo Qingyun, the master of the wind halls, as a personal disciple.

At this moment everyone finally understood why Mo Qingyun was not afraid of cold.

In Mo Qingyun's current status, he is no less inferior to Leng Yao. The genius of this Leng family is not a junior.

"Unexpectedly, you are the first place in the Dachao test, Mo Qingyun."

After learning about Mo Qingyun's identity, Leng Yao immediately felt itchy and hate it. He bit his teeth and said in a cold voice: "I really regret that I was soft for a while and I didn't kill you directly."

In Leng Yao's opinion, if he was a little bit hotter that day, he would directly remove Mo Qingyun.

Mo Qingyun did not have the opportunity to participate in the Great Dynasty test, nor did he have the opportunity to show his talent, and there was no chance of the carp entering the Dragon Gate.

It can be said that Leng Yao's mistakes in the day led to the wrong steps today.

Now that Mo Qingyun has become the climate, it is no longer possible for him to manipulate it at will.

"I also regret that I didn't kill you that day, so that you kept tangling with Han Yan."

To Leng Yao's words, Mo Qingyun responded indifferently, and had a confrontational attitude with Leng Yao.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's attitude, the cold mang flashed in his cold eyes, and his fists tightened coldly: "Mo Qingyun, look on the face of the palace master. You only need to make sure that Han Yan will not be entangled in the future, I can Ignore your previous offenses. "

Hearing Leng Yao's words, Mo Qingyun gave him a dismissive look and laughed at him: "Leng Yao, you don't have to look at anyone's face. If you have the ability to do it directly, you don't need to say so much nonsense and dare not do it , See me later and get away. "

"Mo Qingyun, this is your own death, but it is no wonder that I will not give face to the palace master."

Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Lengyao's expression froze instantly. Mo Qingyun's words had reached the limit of his patience.

God Demon Sky Cut!

In Leng Yao's shot, a ghost image of a demon even more horrible than just appeared behind him.

As soon as the ghost image appeared, he held a mace and swept fiercely at Mo Qingyun, waving a black stick image.

Under the bombardment of this great shadow, a terrible howling wind erupted immediately, setting off a dust storm.

"Fengyang Broken Mountain Sword"

In the face of Leng Yao's shot, Mo Qingyun did not hesitate at all, and once again cut off Leng Yao.

A knife blasted out, and an astonishing razor exploded on the fire shovel in Mo Qingyun's hand.

boom!

When Dao Mang and Ying Ying touched each other, they immediately stopped in midair, as if they were two buffalo fighting with horns, and they were stuck in a deadlock.

However, the scene at this moment is much more fierce than bullfighting. At the collision of Daomang and Yingying, there is an astonishing spark.

"Mo Qingyun, although your uprightness has reached the seventh level, but your attack at this level can't break my **** demon heaven."

Seeing this blow from himself, Mo Qingyun's sword attack was not damaged at all, and Leng Yao showed a proud sneer.

"is it?"

Upon hearing the proud words of Leng Yao, Mo Qingyun's mouth angled, and he said coldly: "Since the Seventh Fire's Uprising cannot be broken, then the Eighth Fire's Uprising."

Immediately, the momentum on Mo Qingyun's body immediately rose, and the heat wave emanating from him immediately became more intense.

boom!

Under Mo Qingyun's show of the Eighth Fire, the flame on the flame's blade suddenly rose, and a roar broke out.

Kakaka ...

Then, the spiky stick in the hand of the demon ghost, under the bombardment of the flame blade, immediately appeared small cracks.

Huh!

Soon, the mace was overwhelmed, and it burst instantly like glass.

After the sword smashed the mace stick, the power did not diminish, and he continued to bombard the ghost and ghost, and blasted on the ghost and ghost.

Facing the bombardment of the Flame Blade, it seemed that the ghost image of the demon had no resistance, and was crushed and dissipated by a strong force.

Huh!

The demon ghost connected by the mind and spirit was defeated again by the strong force, Leng Yao could no longer suppress the blood and blood shock in his body, and spit a blood.

"Eight ... the mystery of the eight fires, you have realized the mystery of the eight fires!"

After spitting a bite of blood, Leng Yao looked at Mo Qingyun with an incredible expression and couldn't accept such a result.

The mystery of the eight fires!

As Leng Yao's words came out, everyone around them also changed their expressions and was shocked.

In the dynasty test, Mo Qingyun only showed the mystery of the Seventh Fire, but now shows the mystery of the Eighth Fire.

Could it be said that his mystery of fire has broken recently?

Just as Yuan Danjing rebuilt it, he realized the mystery of the Eightfold Fire, what an innate talent.

If not, wouldn't it be said that Mo Qingyun had realized the mystery of the Eighth Fire before entering Yuandan?

If this is the case, Mo Qingyun's talent is too wicked!

This wicked talent, let alone in the Great Yanwufu, I am afraid that it can be found in the state.

At this moment, everyone knows the extent to which Mo Qingyun's talents and evil spirits have reached.

"Go! Don't show up in front of me."

At the moment when everyone was shocked, Mo Qingyun looked indifferent and sent a cold word to Leng Yao.

"you……"

Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Lengyao's expression was gloomy, and he glared at Mo Qingyun.

However, after glaring at Mo Qingyun for a few moments, Leng Yao snorted, and finally left obediently.

No way, because he felt that if he didn't roll, Mo Qingyun would probably hit him again.

Mo Qingyun would not be afraid of him, his cold family is not a junior.

Since Mo Qingyun dared to beat Leng Chong to death in the Dachao test, he also dared to beat him to death.

A few moments after Leng Yao left, the crowd calmed down and some couldn't believe the result.

A person who has been repaired in Yuandanjing and fights with a person who has repaired the top five peaks in Yuandanjing can easily crush the other party.

This horrible combat power, I am afraid, can not find the second one in the entire Da Yanwufu.

"He did it, he defeated Leng Yao!"

Seeing that Mo Qingyun defeated Leng Yao, Long Hanyan showed an excited smile, and Yu hand clenched her fist tightly.

This means that Mo Qingyun is qualified for Lu Yanjun's war.

"This boy has a good domineering strength. Ten months later, the first place in the newcomer king war, he is bound to win."

"The battle for the rookie king is no longer challenging for him. He has already qualified as a master of challenge."

"After entering the academy, he has the power to defeat the top players. His record is enough to enter the history of Dayanwufu."

...

At this moment, everyone looked at Mo Qingyun with emotion.

"Let's go."

For the eyes of everyone, Mo Qingyun ignored it and came to Long Hanyan, smiling slightly at Long Hanyan.

"Yep!"

After hearing the words, Long Hanyan nodded and responded, leaving with Mo Qingyun.

After a while, Mo Qingyun and Long Hanyan came to a low mountain in the Temple of Wind.

"What is the matter?"

Long Hanyan leaned her head, showing a sweet smile, and asked Mo Qingyun.

"I plan to enter Guanfeng Cliff for practice. I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you in a short time."

Mo Qingyun didn't turn around and answered Long Hanyan directly.

Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Long Hanyan's expression changed slightly, and her eyes showed a bit of perseverance. She asked, "How long do you want to practice at Guanfeng Cliff?"

"It's hard to say. If you are fast, it will take a month. If it is slow, it will take several months."

Mo Qingyun thought about it, responded to Long Hanyan, and then said: "I will be the first to see you out of Guanfeng Cliff."

Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Long Han Yanqiao blushed and gave Mo Qingyun a glance, shyly, "Who wants to see you, you better stay in Guanfeng Cliff, and never come out."

"Uh!"

Upon hearing the words of Long Hanyan, Mo Qingyun couldn't help expressing a smile, with a wry smile.

In this sense, it seems that he is self-conscious.

"Giggle!"

At the sight of Mo Qingyun's embarrassing expression, Long Hanyan covered her mouth and smiled, looking very beautiful.

Seeing Long Hanyan's expression, Mo Qingyun's expression could not help but a strange feeling rose in his heart.

As soon as this feeling appeared, he instantly took root in Mo Qingyun's heart and grew up vigorously.

"I was cultivated in my past life. I didn't even experience a love. It makes me like a chick now."

When thinking of the emotional experience of the previous life, Mo Qingyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart and said with a bitter smile: "It seems that my previous life is alive. In this life, I don't want to live a dull life like the previous life. . "

Seeing Mo Qingyun's silence, Long Hanyan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she said softly, "Are you angry?"

"No!" Mo Qingyun shook her head and responded to Long Hanyan.

"Give me your hand!"

Long Hanyan lowered her head, her face flushed, and whispered to Mo Qingyun.

"Oh!"

Hearing Long Hanyan's words, Mo Qingyun showed some incomprehension, and looked at Long Hanyan with a confused expression.

However, Mo Qingyun raised his hand and handed it to Long Hanyan.

Seeing Mo Qingyun handed him in front, Long Hanyan gently grasped Mo Qingyun's wrist with her left hand, and wrote in the palm of Mo Qingyun's right hand.

Long Hanyan's fingers are very soft, and the feeling of writing in the palm is soft and warm. This feeling is wonderful and comfortable.

"All right!"

After a while, Long Hanyan was flushed, and she let go of Mo Qingyun's hand, shyly, "I'm leaving now."

Then, Long Hanyan, like a little white rabbit, quickly returned to the class.

You practice with peace of mind, I will be fine in the local class, you don't have to worry too much, I will wait for you to come back from Guanfengya, Han Yan!

What Long Hanyan wrote just now in Mo Qingyun's hands are these words.

"The palm of your hand!"

Recalling Long Hanyan's move just now, Mo Qingyun unconsciously took the right hand written by Long Hanyan.

Immediately, Mo Qingyun showed his firm face and stood up to watch the wind cliff.

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