Master, he is too difficult

What the letter said was: Master and apprentice for four years, the apprentice has received a lot of care from the master, and before repaying the master, he has a heart demon.Since the birth of the inner demon, the master has worked hard, but he is still criticized by others. The disciple sees it, and only hates himself for being incompetent and becoming a burden to the master.

This time, I would like to go to the sea of ​​fire for the master and win the soul of the listening god.In the future, the master will refine it and put it on the Yaoyue Sword, no matter who he is, he will be killed with a single sword if he dares to speak nonsense to the master!

Tuer consulted the classics and knew that the demons of the mind could not be solved, it would only make people lose their minds, and eventually become a monster without any memory and wisdom.

The story written by the master, what the devil emperor is talking about... is too high on the disciple.

Although there are thousands of words in my heart, but the matter has come to this point, it is worth noting.

If there is an afterlife, may I grow up with Master to serve by my side.

Sincerely, the unfilial disciple Mo Yu.

Lin Qingran read the letter silently, hiding her trembling hands in her sleeves.

These days, he has been paying attention to Mo Yu's inner demons; but he has completely ignored Mo Yu himself who is disturbed by the inner demons. How sad is it?

When she was still at Qinglian Peak, Mo Yu wanted to end it because of her demons.

At that time, his inner demons were not so strong, but now his inner demons are stronger, and he was stimulated by Li Lingxu, so he went to the sea of ​​flames regardless of life and death...

Lin Qingran felt pain in his heart when he thought of the danger Mo Yu might encounter in the sea of ​​fire.

He put the letter away, slowly raised his head, and stared at Li Lingxu.

Li Lingxu raised his eyebrows, his face full of disdain.

Wu Nian whispered: "Qingran, your disciple bet with Wuqingjian. If he can kill one hundred little demons and three big ones, Li Lingxu will give you the soul of the listening beast!"

Lin Qingran asked: "What if you can't?"

No thought for a long time without saying a word.

Li Lingxu sneered: "If he dies inside, then he will use his life in exchange for me not to say anything right or wrong about you from now on!"

These words were like a sledgehammer, hitting Lin Qingran hard in the heart, making his whole heart ache.

He looked at Li Lingxu fiercely.

Li Lingxu, from now on, whether you are Mo Yu's attacker or not, you will offend me!If Mo Yu can come back safely, then there is Hui Huan, if he can't... you are dead!

Li Lingxu and Lin Qingran originally looked at each other, but after looking at each other for a while, he felt a sense of guilt, so he turned his head away and said indifferently: "Don't look at me, but look at your good apprentice, did he die inside?" , let’s return successfully!”

While speaking, Li Lingxu opened up a Yuanguang mirror in the center of the square.

In the Yuanguang mirror, the monks who entered the spiritual power channel appeared.

The rest of the monks immediately stopped whispering and looked at the mirror together.

Lin Qingran knew that it was meaningless to argue with Li Lingxu at this moment, he was only worried about Mo Yu.

But although the Yuanguang mirror is big, there are more monks inside, like flying ants, and it is impossible to see where Moyu is at all.

Dong Shangxie came to Lin Qingran's side and comforted him, "This is the end, it's useless to talk. Let's see how Mo Yu kills the demon. What if... what if he is lucky enough to come back?"

The words were extremely short of breath, and it was obvious that Dong Shangxie also thought that Mo Yu was looking for death by doing this.

Lin Qingran nodded, and he took another ghost mask from Dongshangxie. The ghost mask turned into the size of a book, and only followed Mo Yu alone.

Mo Yu's figure walked through the abyss, crossed the sea, and finally entered the blue-green flame light mist.

Lin Qingran was extremely nervous.

Although everyone believed that Mo Yu would never return this time, Lin Qingran still held on to a glimmer of hope—the Demon Emperor Mo Linyuan, he is the son of luck in this world, and he is the favorite of all!No matter how dangerous the situation is, he can escape safely.

This time, I hope it is no exception.

Soon, Lin Qingran saw that Mo Yu successfully passed through the layer of blue-green light mist about [-] meters thick, and came into the flames of the demon world.

The fight officially begins.

And in the huge Yuanguang mirror, above each monk's head, there is a string of numbers, that is... the number of demons killed by those monks.

At the beginning, there were not many monsters in the sea of ​​fire, but as the monks went deeper into the demon world, the number of monsters gradually increased.

The monks began to show their magical powers.

The monks in the alchemy stage took out their own magic weapons, some swords flew into the sky, and some amulets fell into the bottom of the fire. Every time a magic weapon was sacrificed, a little devil would be killed.

As for the monks in the foundation building period, because their cultivation base is relatively low, most of them travel together.

They are either brothers from the same school, or friends who are acquainted with each other, and form a gang temporarily.

Mo Yu is not from the same sect, but he has met many monks of the same level in the past few days.

They formed a sword formation and killed demons together, and they were able to kill many little demons with black wings and almost no consciousness.

Lin Qingran saw that although everyone killed demons, he couldn't tell who killed more and who killed less.

He turned his head to Dong Shangxie and said: "Brother, help me make a leaderboard on the Yuanguang mirror! In case Li Lingxu will not admit it."

Dong Shangxie asked: "What is the leaderboard?"

Lin Qingran roughly said that Dongshangxie's method was added to the Yuanguang mirror, and a translucent leaderboard immediately appeared in the upper right corner, showing the records of the top [-] monks and the status of the monks' fall.

Many monks who were watching outside immediately exclaimed, and many monks even praised Dongshangxie: "This move by Dongcheng Lord is convenient for us to check at any time, great kindness!"

Lin Qingran also immediately found Mo Yu's name on the ranking list.

At the beginning, Mo Yu was only around the top [-], but his ranking has been rising with the passage of time.

Two hours later, he has far surpassed the foundation-building stage monks of the same level, and even surpassed some alchemy stage monks, and has reached the top twenty of the hundred list.

Those monks began to discuss: "Sword Immortal Qinglian, this little apprentice, is he really in the foundation building stage?"

"A few days ago, I heard rumors that his apprentice was possessed by a demon. How could he be possessed if he is so good at killing demons?"

"Could it be that their master and apprentice made a cage and deliberately let the ruthless sword repairer get into it?"

"Anyway, this time, Di Ting Yuanshen can't keep it..."

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, many little devils were killed.

Such an accident finally led to the great demon who was born in the sea of ​​fire.

All I saw was the depths of the crimson sea of ​​flames, and blue fireworks with a higher temperature rose.

And in the center of the blue fireworks, there was an ugly monster covered in black energy, whose eyes slowly opened.

It shook its body, and a pair of purple-red wings emerged from its back, heading towards many monks.

At this moment, most of the spiritual power of the monks in the foundation building period has been consumed, and it is difficult to use the magic weapon.Knowing that they were invincible, they gathered into a group and flew back one after another. After leaving the battlefield, they temporarily stayed on a huge bodhi bead, waiting for the killing to end.

Only Mo Yu, after the big demon appeared, not only did not retreat, but like those monks in the alchemy period, he flew forward with his sword, and it seemed that he wanted to kill the big demon together!

"Wow, the little disciple of Sword Immortal Qinglian has such abundant spiritual energy!"

"I really can't see it, it's unexpected!"

Only Mo Yu's hair was scattered, and his whole body was reddened by the flames. The cinnabar flame imprint between his eyebrows was even redder than the deepest flame.

He held the demon pestle borrowed from Wunian, and continuously sent spiritual power towards it. The black demon pestle was in mid-air, illuminated by the fire, reflecting layers of golden light, and struck towards the big demon.

Mo Yu didn't know that he could persist until this time.

When he came in, he never thought that he would be able to get out alive.So he tried his best every time, and he didn't want to be told that "Qinglian Sword Immortal has no way to teach, and the apprentice he taught died without killing a single demon!"

By now, he had no idea how many demons he had killed.

All he knew was that his spiritual power had already been exhausted, his whole body was twitching, and the pain from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness almost strangled him.

But as long as he can bear this pain, he can squeeze out a little bit of spiritual power.

So he endured this pain and kept squeezing himself. As long as his spiritual power is not exhausted, he is determined to continue fighting until he dies!

Mo Yu continuously input the spiritual power in his body into the demon pestle.

Many monks at the alchemy stage also took out spirit stones one after another, replenished their spiritual power in time, and besieged the big demon wave after wave.

Roar! !

Roar! !

Roar! !

The big demon was besieged by many monks in the sea of ​​flames and let out a huge roar. It raised its head and spewed out a huge fire dragon from its mouth towards the monks.

Many monks had exhausted their spiritual power, and before they had time to open their protective shields, they were immediately engulfed in the wall of fire and burned to death.

And the rest of the monks quickly took out their magic weapons and used their spiritual power to resist the wall of fire.

As for Mo Yu, who bears the brunt, he didn't think much of it at all. He subconsciously stood in front of a monk who had said good things about Lin Qingran, and was swallowed by the fire dragon before he could mobilize his spiritual power.

"Mo Yu!" Lin Qingran, who was watching from the outside, couldn't help crying out.

When Mo Yu was swallowed by the fire dragon, Lin Qingran felt suffocated and dizzy.

But to everyone's surprise, Mo Yu was not burned to ashes by the fire dragon like the other monks.

The white fire dragon wrapped it in groups, forming an oval flame group.

And in the center of the fire ball, Mo Yu's long black hair fluttered, and streams of black air burst out from his heart.

When he opened his eyes again and walked out of the white fire ball, he was almost half naked, and his black and white eyeballs were now completely scarlet.

His whole body is crazily absorbing the devilish energy contained in the fire dragon, and as this devilish energy is continuously sucked away by him, his originally slightly honey-colored skin, at this moment, seems to have been tempered by karmic fire , white and clear, completely flawless.

He walked out of the flames, and countless demonic energy lingered around him. He reached out and grabbed it, using the simplest capture method that Lin Qingran had taught him personally.

He actually caught the big demon in his palm easily.

His eyes drooped slightly, and as he exerted force with his fingertips, the body of the big demon quickly withered and turned into a cloud of black mist.

And the black mist quickly sank into his body, making his eyes even redder, red as if dripping blood, red even slightly purple!

Many monks changed their colors after seeing this scene.

I don't know who was the first to shout: "Oh my god! He is a devil!!"