The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Li Mohuang found Zhou Jiacai's deputy commander.

"I want to become a fighter and fight till dawn."

Li Mohuang stated the mission requirements, and then got the tool to beat the guards and hid in the street corner, silently crying.

...

While Li Mohuang was completing one after another, the practice of the disciples in the Misty Sect continued.

The fourth floor of the training tower is the combat area.

"Congratulations on passing the medium-difficulty assessment. The current score is eleven and you are temporarily ranked first."

A mechanical voice came from Mo Ying's ear.

"Medium difficulty is just that big, isn't it possible that you can't even get a point for the upper grade difficulty?"

Mo Ying held the Windward Flying Sword in his hand, his face was full of solemnity.

Inferior difficulty, at first, you encounter a hundred inferior monster soldiers-level crystal spirits, and then ten inferior monsters will appear one after another, and then, will the middle-level monsters appear.

But the medium difficulty is terrible.

One appearance is an inferior demon general.

Mo Ying killed ten in a row, and finally came out a middle-level demon general. He slashed it easily, scored eleven points, and exploded the crystal.

It can be said that the difference between the medium difficulty and the inferior difficulty is that the lower limit is very high, and the practitioners below the Juyuan realm are basically stuck.

Mo Ying withdrew from the combat zone.

On the other side, Huo Yunjie also left the secret room.

"I took ten and then exploded the crystal before being killed by the medium demon general."

Huo Yunjie took the initiative to share his experience.

"I'm miserable. After playing for a long time, I can only get three points at the highest, and I can't even touch the crystal." Long Tianxing held his head in his hand, feeling a little weak.

"Brother Long, you are already very strong. Although I have entered the eighth level of body refining, I can also stimulate the potential of my body, making my aura to six times the normal level, close to the level of Dacheng 3rd grade spells, but my strength is still not as good as that. Wait for the demon general."

Qiao Jiaxi looked helpless.

At this moment, his whole body was glowing with pale golden light, and the blood and blood that belonged to the ancient giant became more and more vigorous.

Its combat power can instantly rise to six times its normal level.

But even so, he had only eight layers of body refining, even if he desperately died, he could only severely injure a low-level demon general, and couldn't kill him.

In this case, it is extremely difficult to clear the customs.

It is so difficult to explode the crystals under the full attack of an inferior demon general, so much so that Qiao Jiaxi has not yet cleared the level of medium difficulty.

"Now we have cleared the level of medium difficulty, but we still can't meet the conditions for entering the fifth-level illusion zone."

"It looks like we are going to have a try in the level of superior difficulty, take a break, and set off quickly."

Huo Yunjie and Mo Ying chose to continue to challenge.

"I also started to challenge the first-class difficulty." Long Tianxing thought for a while, and decided to continue to break through the level.

"I'll improve my cultivation first before talking." Qiao Jiaxi was rather depressed.

He couldn't even pass the medium difficulty level. The main reason was his lack of strength, so he could only continue to challenge the inferior difficulty level, first raising his physical training level to the nineth level of physical training.

"If I want to be promoted to the ninth level of body refining, my aura must be increased to eight times, which is equivalent to the level of third-level spells."

"As for the method, it is also an endless battle."

Qiao Jiaxi took a deep breath, entered the battle zone, and chose a challenge of inferior difficulty.

The next moment, he appeared in the canyon.

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boom!

Fifteen inferior monster-level crystal spirits rushed over.

"Six times the momentum!"

Qiao Jiaxi took a deep breath, igniting a pale golden brilliance, and her long hair went without wind, as if it had turned golden.

Even the pupils are shining with golden light.

Whoosh!

He rushed over and punched a crystal spirit.

Qiao Jiaxi kept ramming, and the speed of rushing through the barrier was very fast. It didn't take long to explode a hundred inferior monster-level crystal spirits, leading to an inferior monster-level spirit.

The two played against each other in mid-air.

There was a "boom".

Qiao Jiaxi was beaten and flew out.

However, he was not discouraged, but kept gathering momentum, using "Fist of God" in conjunction with "Sword of Qi and Blood" to continuously chop and chop the crystal spirit, causing it to crack.

Click!

In the end, after Qiao Jiaxi went around with a sliding shovel, he exploded the spirit.

Its score reached one hundred and one points.

"I finally broke it!"

Qiao Jiaxi came with confidence, but soon, the second inferior monster-level crystal spirit appeared.

A battle broke out between him and Qiao Jiaxi.

Qiao Jiaxi, whose stamina was gradually weakening, fell into a passive state, seeing that he was about to be blown to the head with a punch. At the critical moment of life and death, his aura rose again, reaching seven times as much as he immediately avoided the attack.

Then, he began to fight back.

Relying on his rich combat experience and exquisite combat skills, he blasted the second inferior demon-level crystal spirit.

He marched forward courageously, and finally fell in front of the fourth inferior monster-level spirit.

The next moment, Qiao Jiaxi returned to the combat zone.

He looked at the blue-white walls around him, and found that his body was not injured, but his physical strength was so great that he was so tired on the ground that he couldn't even move his fingers.

After a long time, he regained his strength and continued to fight.

After repeating this a dozen times, Qiao Jiaxi succumbed to the seventh inferior demon-level crystal spirit, and his momentum had accumulated to a peak, and he had encountered a bottleneck.

He did not slack and continued to fight.

Finally, when he was severely injured and killed with an inferior demon-level spirit, Qiao Jiaxi was blessed to the soul, and the bloodline of the ancient giant in his body suddenly soared, reaching eight times his momentum in one fell swoop, and his own cultivation level also rushed into the nine-fold body refining, enough to resist the inferior. The multiple attacks of the demon-level spirits.

Click!

He struggled with serious injuries and exploded ten inferior demon generals, and finally exploded the crystal before the middle demon general appeared.

His score reached one hundred and ten!

"Hahaha, so cool!"

In the battle chamber.

Qiao Jiaxi lay on the ground again tired.

He has reached his current limit.

Unless he can break through to the demon general level body refining realm, otherwise, he will never be an opponent of the middle demon general level spirits.

After all, the gap in between is too big.

"It's time to break into a combat zone of medium difficulty, and I don't know how other people are doing."

Qiao Jiaxi whispered.

At this moment, another battle chamber.

"Congratulations, you passed the test of superior difficulty. Your score is three points and you are eligible to go to the fifth floor of the fantasy zone."

A reminder sounded in Mo Ying's ear.

"It turns out that the fifth floor can only be reached through the first-class difficulty. This means that without the master-level strength of the one-star sect, you are not qualified to go to the fifth floor."

Mo Ying whispered and withdrew from the combat zone.

She found that Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, and Qiao Jiaxi were still in the battle secret room and had not come out.

Mo Ying left a note on the ground.

Then, she walked to the fantasy zone on the fifth floor.

The furnishings on the fifth floor are very simple.

There are three arches made of white jade, all of the same height, shape, color and pattern.

"Illusion refines the mind."

Mo Ying raised his head, looked at the words above the arch, and read it out in a low voice, walking slowly into an arch.

In the next moment, her figure disappeared.

The arch was shrouded in special brilliance. Before Mo Ying came out, no one except Ye Feng, the master of the cultivation tower, could open the arch.

This is a familiar world.

In front is an ancient five-color altar.

On the altar.

An old woman with a cane was painting a weird purple-black rune on the face of a girl in black and braided braids.

"Aying, the position of high priest of our ancient race will be passed to you in the future. Remember, you must not leave the scope of the ancient race, otherwise, the ancient rune on your face will ruin your appearance. recover."

The old woman exhorted as she portrayed.

The beautiful girl called "Aying" clicked on her delicate chin, and said cleverly, "High Priest, Aying knows."

Mo Ying stood not far away, watching quietly.

The pair of eyes hidden behind the black gauze were already tearful at the moment, and their eyes flickered constantly.

"It's not so much an illusion, it's better to say that it can evoke the memories that people have hidden in their hearts."

Mo Ying suddenly whispered, her voice choked.

She wiped away her tears and continued to release the memories deep in her heart.

In the picture.

The crypt was broken, and the alien was born.

The ancient tribe and the old woman, the former high priest of the ancient tribe, joined forces to blow up the king of the alien race at the expense of the entire clan and seal the entrance to the cave.

Finally ~www.readwn.com~ the girl Aying stood on top of the ruins and let out a heart-piercing cry.

At this point, the fantasy scene is over.

This is the deepest memory in Mo Ying's heart.

She didn't want to mention it, but chose to gradually forget it. It was not until today, almost ten years later, that she remembered it again in the illusion area on the fifth floor of the practice tower, as if she had gone back to the past.

"Why do I think of this memory?"

Mo Ying took off her black cloak, removed the veil made of spiritual silk, and revealed a face full of burn scars.

The next moment, a floor-to-ceiling mirror appeared in front of Mo Ying.

The person in the mirror is beautiful.

Willow leaf eyebrows, cherry lips, delicate chin, flawless skin, high cold temperament, especially those clear and bright eyes, seem to be able to see through the world.

That person is her, not her.