"However, we still need to continue to refine the autumn water and the sky. We will try to act like my Beichen Tiangang Sword as soon as possible, and turn the sword into a right-hand man as we move with our heart!"

Mo Bei made up his mind and waved his left hand at will in the void. Suddenly, the autumn water surrounding Mo Bei's void was the same color as the sky, and the flowing shadows turned into him again.

He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, slowly injected spiritual energy, and began to refine it again.

...

When Mo Bei opened his eyes again, before he knew it, a dazzling light had already scattered from the entrance of the cave, shining on the stream and reflecting into the cave, dyeing the entire cave into golden and brilliant.

Mo Bei stood up, swung his sleeves and jumped off the stone bed, swept out a faint breeze and swept the rich spiritual energy condensed around him, swaying and spreading.

"Tsk tsk, it's so fast. It passed overnight without realizing it!" Mo Bei walked out of the cave, and the first ray of sunshine came into his eyes, making him feel a little confused.

"Since you have settled down, you can't waste time. Today, you can take on some tasks and do some tasks, and you can adapt to the autumn water and the sky are the same color!"

Mo Bei murmured to himself, putting his right hand on the storage bag, his spiritual sense swept over it, and a magic card fell into his palm.

"Get up!" Mo Bei grabbed the magic spirit card and injected a spiritual sense. On the lifelike fire phoenix pattern carved in the center of the magic spirit card, a fiery red shadow suddenly appeared and burst out.

"Gar!"

These fiery red shadows spread, and as they swirled around, a fire phoenix suddenly formed, flaming its wings like flame-like shadows, and flapping out a hot and fishy storm.

The Huoluan's demonic eyes were filled with unconcealed excitement, and she kept screaming at Mo Bei, as if telling the boredom of being trapped in the magic spirit card.

"Haha, let's go. I'll take you out for a ride!" Mo Bei laughed loudly, and a stream of spiritual energy erupted from the soles of his feet. He jumped around and walked in the air, falling right on Huoluan's back.

Mo Bei grabbed a tuft of fluff on Huoluan's back and patted it on the head.

"Gar!"

The Huoluan cried excitedly, and burst out a fog of flames like a sea of ​​fire, covering the air within ten feet of radius.

Before the fire fog could spread, it was blown away by the strong wind swept out from the fire phoenix. The next moment, the fire phoenix flew straight into the sky like a flowing mist and sank into the clouds.

At this time, Mo Bei, who was galloping in the sky, suddenly felt a soul fluctuation coming from the storage bag.

He looked out the storage bag and found that Long Haotian was looking for him through Tianyin Conch.

"Haotian, what's the matter?" Mo Bei's spiritual sense swept over the Tianyin conch and asked.

"Boss, you're fine today. Let's go do the mission together!" Long Haotian's excited voice came from the Tianyin Conch.

"You and I have gone together. I was thinking about going to do a mission. You are waiting for me in the market. After half an hour, I will wait for you in the Crane Hall!" Mo Bei said with a faint smile.

"Okay!"

Half an hour later.

Mo Bei's front foot just landed on the ground in the market. Long Haotian, Ye Qinghong, and Fang Luoyou ran over excitedly with a group of younger brothers from afar.

"Boss!" Long Haotian waved his hand while running two steps, and shouted: "I have already chosen our mission today, and then..."

Before he finished speaking. Suddenly—

Several figures rushed out from one side, blocking between Long Haotian and Mo Bei.

At the same time, a bad voice came from the mouths of those people: "Oh, I got a magic sword, and I can't wait to do the mission?"

Long Haotian paused, his brows frowned instantly, and his eyes swept past the people blocking his way. His voice became unkind:

"Ji Wuming? Ji Wubing? It turns out they are you two boys."

"Why? I didn't lose enough yesterday. Today I want to continue to send spirit stones to my boss?" Long Haotian walked over with his hands behind his back and sneered: "What a good dog doesn't block the way. I owe you more than a little cognitive. My boss is very busy and doesn't have time to pay attention to you two guys."

Mo Bei also frowned slightly, and glanced at Ji Wuming and Ji Wubing casually, and his eyes were fixed on the young man between them.

At the same time, the young man in black robe, with a handsome face and a hint of cynical eyes was also looking at Mo Bei.

Look at each other with eyes.

The two fierce auras suddenly rose from the two of them. They kept colliding invisibly, suppressing each other, and swallowing each other, almost creating sparks.

The atmosphere immediately became a line when Mo Bei and the young man in black robe appeared!

"This guy seems to have good cultivation."

Mo Bei felt the momentum that was constantly collide with him, and faced the cold gaze of the young man in black robe like a sharp knife, without fear at all. His eyes came straight up, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The young man in black robe smiled slightly, ignored Long Haotian and others, stared at Mo Bei, and said coldly: "You are Mo Bei?"

Mo Bei nodded: "Who are you?"

Behind the young man with black robe's hands, and when his sleeves were turned, murderous intent flowed out. He showed a hint of rebelliousness in his eyes and laughed and said, "Thank you for keeping the magic sword for me all night and handing over the sword."

Although he was laughing, the threat and coldness contained in his laughter made people extremely uncomfortable.

So arrogant!

Mo Bei's eyebrows suddenly locked up and thought to himself: "It seems that this guy is undoubtedly the rumored Luo Xinghen."

Long Haotian was furious when he heard this, and took the people to Mo Bei, stared at Luo Xinghen with wide eyes, and cursed: "What the hell are you? If you want to hand over the sword, you will hand it over!"

"This sword was bet by my boss!"

Ji Wuming stared at Long Haotian sinisterly, laughed strangely, and threatened: "Long Haotian, don't be too presumptuous. Do you know who this person is by my side?"

Long Haotian curled his lips indifferently and said provocatively: "I don't care who the hell is. So what about Luo Xinghen? If you have the will, come and grab it!"

Luo Xinghen's eyes fell on Mo Bei and nodded and said, "Okay, since you bet on it, let's have another bet!"

"Oh?" Mo Bei raised his eyebrows and refused to comment.

The inner disciples around him whispered: "Isn't that Luo Xinghen?"

"Yes, Luo Xinghen is too much. He actually challenged a new disciple."

Fang Luoyou whispered in Mo Bei's ear: "Mo Bei, you don't have to agree to him. Luo Xinghen is clearly bullying people based on his cultivation and status. As the first disciple of the Qi Refining Stage of Changgeling, he is actually challenging like you, a new disciple, which is too much!"

"It's understandable that you don't agree to him."

Ye Qinghong also looked at Luo Xinghen with some disgust and said anxiously: "Brother Mo Bei, don't agree to him. This person is very hateful, extremely domineering, and always likes to force others."

"I used to be entangled with Senior Sister Qingshuang. Senior Sister Qingshuang has always been rude to him. He still doesn't know how to advance and retreat. It's really annoying."

Mo Bei had not intended to agree to Luo Xinghen's challenge. At this moment, listening to Ye Qinghong's words, his eyes turned, his eyes wandered for a moment, and raised his head again, as if he had changed his mind.

Mo Bei smiled faintly, nodded and asked, "Okay, how do you want to bet?"

"Hmph." Luo Xinghen narrowed his eyes as he listened to the words of his disciples around him, showing a hint of unhappiness. When he was just opening his mouth to speak, he heard Mo Bei's words and suddenly turned angry and happy.

"If you want to bet, let's bet the big one!" Luo Xinghen waved his hand and grabbed the void. His black robe suddenly had no wind, and two flowing shadows, one brown and one black, exploded out of the black robe, and transformed into two divine swords. The tips of the sword were pointed at the ground, and they were lined up and down in the air in front of Luo Xinghen.

On these two magic swords, the light kept flashing, turning into flowing shadows, intertwined and spreading together. The sword's power was like a rushing wave, extremely captivating.

"The late bird bursts with frost feathers, and all things will always be destroyed!" Luo Xinghen looked at his two divine swords with obsession, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "My two divine swords are both second-level divine swords! You also have two divine swords. Let's bet! One will definitely win or lose! Do you dare to gamble!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples were uproared and their faces changed drastically.

The disciple of Sun and Moon Ridge exclaimed: "Oh my God, two divine swords. Any divine sword in the market is nearly 20,000 spirit stones. Two divine swords are only 40,000 spirit stones!"

A disciple nodded and said, "Yes, yes, forty thousand spirit stones! Many inner disciples will never earn so many spirit stones in their lifetime!"

The disciple of Riyueling smiled angrily and said, "Senior Brother Luo Xinghen is so generous, I am afraid that the blood demon will not dare to take it!"

"Are you two magic swords?" Mo Bei pinched his chin, thought for a moment, and smiled slightly: "Okay, then I'll bet with you! How to bet?"

When Luo Xinghen heard this, his eyes widened, and he showed a hint of conceit, and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay!"

Luo Xinghen narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "The rules are not limited, one hand determines the winner and lose!"

The disciples watching heard this and retreated one after another. The originally crowded market immediately vacated a large area of ​​open space, leaving only Mo Bei and Luo Xinghen confronted each other.

The disciples watching around surrounded the two of them, three layers inside and three layers outside, and surrounded them so much that they could not be fully covered. Wait and see, and look forward to it!

The two of them climbed wildly, and in just one breath, they had reached their peak, and no one was at a disadvantage!

Sudden!

"Drink!" Luo Xinghen shouted first, and the spiritual energy suddenly erupted from his arms and palms, burst out with fierce waves of air, and the storm was storm.

The storm contained domineering power. Wherever it passed, it tore the air into pieces, squeezed into a visible air mass, and then exploded, turning into air arrows, and bombarded Mo Bei like raindrops.

At the same time, Luo Xinghen's entire body had jumped back ten feet in a flash. His movements in his hands were changing rapidly, and his speed was so fast that it was striking, and even produced illusory afterimages, which was dazzling.

"Ding Ding Ding!"
Chapter completed!