The next morning, when Mo Zhiyao came out of the room, a maid had been waiting for him for a long time.
Under the guidance of this maid, Mo Zhiyao came to a valley shrouded in thick spiritual mist.
"Master Mo, keep walking along this road to Chongling Valley.
Master Qingxin is waiting for you inside."
The cute and pretty maid said softly to Mo Zhiyao.
This is Qingxin's private territory, which can be said to be a forbidden area of the Killing Heavenly Palace.
The maid only dared to send Mo Zhiyao to this location and did not dare to move forward.
"Qingxin...
Sect Master" Mo Zhiyao was startled when he heard this.
This was the first time he knew that Qingxin actually had such an identity.
"Well, Sect Master Qingxin is the deputy sect master of our Slaughter Ling Tiangong, and his status is only lower than that of the sect master."
The maid said quickly.
"I understand, go down."
Mo Zhiyao nodded and said to the maid.
When the maid heard this, she quickly saluted, then turned and left.
Following the winding and quiet path, Mo Zhiyao gradually entered the valley.
The entire valley was quite vast, and as they moved forward, Mo Zhiyao also discovered a problem.
The concentration of spiritual energy in this valley is not only no less than that of the place where I retreated before, but the spiritual power in it is also extremely active.
And it was precisely because of this activity that Mo Zhiyao's expression gradually became serious.
Because it is extremely difficult to mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth here.
In other words, if you fight with people here, your own consumption will become even greater.
However, if you practice in a place like this for a long time, then after you go out, the speed of mobilizing the spiritual power of heaven and earth from the outside will inevitably increase a lot.
"No wonder it's called the Chongling Valley, that's it."
Mo Zhiyao's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and then he speeded up, heading towards the depths of the valley.
After walking along this winding gravel path for half an hour, a quiet, elegant and unique courtyard appeared in Mo Zhiyao's field of vision.
When Mo Zhiyao came to the entrance of the small courtyard, the two courtyard doors slowly opened.
A young girl is in a beautiful courtyard.
The girl was wearing a long aqua blue dress.
Covered by the long skirt, she was plump and her buttocks were perky.
She has a slender waist and picturesque features.
Especially those blue eyes, which exuded a fatal allure.
Three thousand black hairs were tied into a high ponytail on the back of her head, dangling behind her.
"Please, Sister Xin."
A smile appeared on Mo Zhiyao's face, then he quickened his pace and walked towards the girl.
Seeing Mo Zhiyao coming, a playful smile appeared on Qingxin's cheek.
"I thought you wouldn't come" "How dare you?"
Mo Zhiyao twitched his eyes and said with a smile.
"Humph" Qingxin snorted, then turned her delicate body, leaving a beautiful back to Mo Zhiyao.
"Come with me."
Seeing this, Mo Zhiyao quickly stepped to follow.
The two of them walked in tandem, and after about half a stick of incense, they stopped in an open space.
When Mo Zhiyao came here, his eyes couldn't help but look to the sky with surprise.
The space there shows a sense of distortion, and the aura of heaven and earth here is more active, making it more difficult to mobilize.
Vaguely, one can see small streams of spiritual energy flowing slowly across the sky.
The air here also seems quite humid.
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"Yesterday you told me that you now have the strength to fight head-on against the Nine-Line Metamorphosis Powerful.
Now I ask you again, are you sure?"
There seemed to be water waves flowing in the blue eyes, Qingxin stood still After that, her delicate body turned, her eyes looked at Mo Zhiyao, and she asked lightly.
"Sure."
Mo Zhiyao nodded honestly.
He naturally knew what his current combat power was.
"Then let's do it."
Qingxin lowered her beautiful eyes, her slender jade hands, like perfect white jade, slowly grasped them, and a blue long sword appeared.
"Get started" Although he had made some guesses before, when the matter came to a close, Mo Zhiyao still felt a little numb.
"Sister Qingxin, I am not your opponent."
Qingxin's cultivation is in the early stage of facing the catastrophe of Shuangwen, that is, he has successfully survived two catastrophes.
To be honest, if Mo Zhiyao used all his trump cards to fight against him, it would be hard to judge what the outcome would be.
However, there were some methods that Mo Zhiyao could not use against Qing Xin.
Just like detonating the violent crystal in the body, that kind of method is completely used to fight the enemy desperately.
In that state, Mo Zhiyao can't guarantee that he can stop at any time.
If Qingxin was hurt, he couldn't explain it to Linglong.
"I won't bully you.
There is a huge gap in cultivation between you and me."
Qing Xin glanced at Mo Zhiyao and said calmly.
Immediately, she raised her bare hand and stretched out three slender green jade fingers.
"Three moves, if you can take my three moves, I will recognize your strength and agree to let you enter this time's Conferred God Burial Demon Plain.
If you can't take it, you can stay here to practice and wait for the next one.
The one-time Conferring the Gods and Burying the Demons is opened.”
"Take sister Qingxin's three moves."
Mo Zhiyao was startled when he heard this.
He really didn't expect that Qingxin would use this method to test himself.
"How do you agree?"
The long sword spun a few times in the palm of Qing Xin's jade hand, and then was put behind her.
She looked at Mo Zhiyao and said with a smile.
When Mo Zhiyao heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
Although this three-move agreement seems simple.
However, it is not easy to persevere in the hands of a strong person in the early stage of the tribulation who has successfully survived two catastrophes.
After all, among the people Mo Zhiyao has dealt with now, the one with the highest cultivation level is Nan Yamang, who was transformed from the Seven Marks.
He had no idea how terrifying and powerful the methods of the strong man were.
Although Qingxin would not hurt herself, since she made this condition, she would never give up.
Mo Zhiyao knew this well.
In Mo Zhiyao's dark eyes, the fiery color slowly rose, and a touch of arc quietly rose.
If it was a life and death showdown, Mo Zhiyao didn't have much confidence.
But if it were just three moves, he would never back down.
Mo Zhiyao also wanted to know what level he could reach now without using some trump cards that he would only use as a last resort.
"Okay, just follow what Sister Qingxin said."
Mo Zhiyao nodded heavily, his voice filled with high fighting spirit and unyielding belief.
Qingxin's beautiful blue eyes showed a slight fluctuation.
She looked at Mo Zhiyao opposite with a little surprise, and then nodded, with a satisfied arc on her red lips.
Mo Zhiyao's perseverance was quite to her liking.
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Her jade hand gently placed on the hilt of the sword.
Qingxin's eyes were filled with blue light as she looked at Mo Zhiyao and said, "I won't hold back if you are ready."
Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao slowly clenched his palms.
The majestic spiritual power, with a roaring sound, surges through its meridians like a tide, and the full power fills every corner of the body.
The next moment, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his eyes were like lightning, piercing the void and pointing directly at Qingxin.
"Sister Qingxin, please enlighten me."
When Mo Zhiyao's deep voice echoed in the valley, the air here seemed to suddenly freeze, and a heavy sense of oppression filled the air.
Qingxin's blue eyes raised, looking at the young man standing proudly like a sword opposite, then she smiled slightly, and then suddenly fell into a cold arc.
With a flip of his jade hand, the extremely rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly began to riot.
The majestic and vast blue halo swept across, shining like a tsunami.
The overwhelming spiritual power turned into dazzling and gorgeous beams of light, which quickly condensed and entangled in front of Qingxin's slender and perfect jade hands.
With the gathering of this spiritual energy beam, Qingxin's jade-white palm slowly became crystal clear, like a blue transparent crystal.
"Hua Hua" The strange sound of water flow sounded around Qing Xin's crystal palm.
The streams of spiritual power slowly circled and rotated.
During the rotation, they turned into transparent silk threads, and finally fell on the palm of the hand, outlining a mysterious path.
The palm prints eventually covered the entire palm.
The palm that shines with blue light has blue arcs on the edge, which are constantly jumping, looking extremely beautiful.
But underneath that beauty, there was a kind of heart-stopping dangerous fluctuation that quietly spread out.
Mo Zhiyao looked at Qing Xin's crystallized blue palm with solemn eyes, and he smelled a fatal and dangerous smell from it.
The seemingly inconspicuous blue arcs made Mo Zhiyao feel that death was approaching for no reason.
"This palm of mine is called the Aqua Jade Crystal Palm.
It contains the power of heavenly tribulation that is unique to those who are strong in facing tribulations.
You should handle it carefully."
Qingxin's eyes curled up and she said softly.
"Is the power of the heavenly tribulation the blue electric arc?"
Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes, and then his body trembled, and suddenly a huge golden-red light swept out, and the spiritual power of life and death merged into It's like a flood, mighty and mighty.
"tread" Qingxin raised her jade feet and took a step forward.
The sound of the footsteps landing seemed to possess a strange magical power, which made Mo Zhiyao's Demon Yuan Ancestor's heart skip a beat for an instant.
"Pa"
Looking at Mo Zhiyao with cold eyes, his clear palm suddenly shot out "Wow" With Qingxin's palm shot, the spiritual power in the world suddenly boiled.
A tornado suddenly rose into the sky, and the spiritual power rolled like a tsunami.
The majestic and surging spiritual power suddenly poured down like a flood, with a clear sound of waves, and in the torrent of spiritual power, a blue crystal palm print shot out, passing by.
At this point, the space collapsed in pieces: