Mo Qing is now twenty-three years old, and in her sister's sect, she is an out-and-out saint-level genius, and her future achievements are likely to surpass Mo Gu, and not inferior to Mu Qianyu.
Hearing Mo Gu say that Lin Ming was younger than herself, Mo Qing's words froze and she was speechless. She was used to surpassing others, so she reflexively said that within a few years, she had the confidence to surpass Lin Ming. What he said, but now he knows that the other party is younger than himself, which is a bit unacceptable.
"Let's go. He's probably going to Jixing City. If he goes to other Tianmo cities, he usually won't pass through Hongyi City. Think about what I said before. It's probably useless to ask him to be careful about the blood killing order being taken away." It's just a joke, maybe at that time, if I really grabbed it, I might lose to him..."
"Brother, do you think even you are not his opponent?" Mo Qing was a little surprised.
"It's hard to say... It seems that after a few years, another super strong man will appear in Polar Star City." Mo Gu said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.
Those who are willing to kill Yuan with blood are mostly young heroes.
As for the older generation, those who are powerful rarely come to kill Yuan with blood. They are afraid of the so-called mysterious curse, and it is not interesting for them to practice with a group of young heroes.
As for the older generation with weak strength, there is no need to come to Xueshayuan. At such an age and weak in strength, they probably won't have any greater development prospects. Come to Xueshayuan to take risks and fight, and lose their lives in vain , but unable to improve his cultivation, the gain outweighs the loss.
It can be said that Xuesha was originally a gathering place for young heroes in the Holy Demon Continent. Here, geniuses are like clouds. If you can leapfrog the battle, others can never underestimate warriors of the same level because of your genius, even higher than your level. Younger ones may kill you in seconds.
In Xueshayuan, even the raptors have to hide, otherwise who knows if they will provoke more fierce ones.
After Mo Gu finished speaking, he retreated to the tall building behind him. Mo Qing gritted his teeth, took a deep look at Lin Ming, and quickly followed him.
"Young man, young man, I only charge you ten middle-grade blood demon crystals for this divine blood pill..." In Hong Yixuan's square, the troll who sold the divine blood pill saw Lin Ming's horror. The power is so regretful that his intestines are green. Not only did he miss an opportunity to make friends with top talents, but he also made enemies with him. This city of Hongyi is no different than other places. If there is any hatred between warriors, it is very likely that they will report it on the spot. It's not too uncommon for the troll stall owner to kill people if they don't agree. Of course, he was afraid. In order not to offend Lin Ming, he could only reluctantly give up the blood pill. Middle-grade blood demon crystals would not be confiscated from Lin Ming.
Lin Ming would naturally not refuse such a good thing, "I don't have middle-grade blood demon crystals, only middle-grade true essence stones and low-grade blood demon crystals. You can make a price."
The stall owner was taken aback, where did this guy come from, with such a good talent, he didn't have a middle-grade evil blood crystal? The exchange ratio between low-grade blood demon crystals and middle-grade blood demon crystals is one hundred to one. Although the ratio is said to be so, in fact, for geniuses, low-grade blood demon crystals have little effect, so most people are unwilling to accept low-grade blood demon crystals. Blood evil crystal.
The stall owner gritted his teeth and said, "A thousand low-grade blood demon crystals are half sold and half given away!"
After finishing speaking, he looked at Lin Ming eagerly, only hoping that Lin Ming could expose the beam just now, he would still hang around in Hongi City in the future, so he didn't want to worry about it.
How could Lin Ming not know what the other party was thinking, and took the Divine Blood Pill without any excuses, "Two thousand low-grade evil blood crystals, you can count them.
Lin Ming threw out a Sumeru ring, which belonged to the sixth elder of the Mocang tribe.
When the stall owner heard that there were two thousand low-grade blood demon crystals, he was overjoyed. It seemed that this human warrior was quite talkative and not aggressive. The evil blood crystals are called rubbish. They are mined from an abandoned ancient blood crystal mine. These two thousand blood evil crystals may not be worth a thousand pure low-grade blood evil crystals.
Where did this guy come from
Tan Gui was speechless, this kind of blood demon crystal can only be used by ordinary warriors.
People under the eaves have to bow their heads, and the stall owner can only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. This is the rule of Xueshayuan...,
Leaving Hongi City, Lin Ming bought a mount for traveling. He didn't have many blood demon crystals on hand, so he bought some true essence stones before he bought a blue-winged bird. The flying speed wasn't too fast. It was mainly used to give Lin Ming enough time to rest.
After all, the deeper one goes to the Blood Killing Field, the more dangerous it is, and the more common killings are. Lin Ming needs to maintain the best fighting state at all times.
Lin Ming came all the way, and had already encountered more than a dozen waves of warriors, including human races, trolls, goblins, and various races. Judging from their conditions, all of them were pure and young.
"The atmosphere of martial arts practice in the Holy Demon Continent is stronger than that in the Tianyan Continent. Firstly, it is because other races have excellent talents, and secondly, because there are many races in the Holy Demon Continent, and they fight all the year round, so it is easier to produce strong people." It is easy to produce geniuses. Since ancient times, when the number of emperors and powerhouses in Tianyan Continent was very large, it was often the time when wars swept across the entire Tianyan Continent.
The closer they got to Polar Star City, the more and more young heroes there were, which made Lin Ming amazed and amazed, especially those of the goblin race, their talent was even better than that of the trolls. Just rule over the Holy Demon Continent.
Along the way, Lin Ming saw two young heroes of the goblin race who were suspected to be saint-level geniuses.
"The Holy Demon Continent already has a lot of geniuses, and the Blood Killing Field has gathered a large number of geniuses from the Holy Demon Continent. It's really terrifying!" Although Lin Ming was emotional, his heart was faintly excited. Competition and challenges coexisted. Only in this way, Only then can you progress faster, if you retreat to a corner, you will not be able to comprehend the essence of martial arts after all.
This blood kills the original, come at the right time!
"After waiting for so long, I finally met a little fat sheep." A few kilometers away from Lin Ming, several dwarf demon warriors got together and looked at Lin Ming as if they were prey.
"In the early days of Xiantian, the mount is also average, is it too poor?"
"Well... Although his cultivation base is a bit low, but seeing that his true energy is extremely condensed, he must be a genius of a great sect anyway. He should be rich. He came to fight blood and kill the original in the early days of innate. He is really confident, but he is not confident. People generally die early."
Many geniuses have heard the name of Xueshayuan for a long time, and they think highly of themselves. Their cultivation is not enough, so they rashly come to Xueshayuan, and end up buried in the wilderness. Some of them were intercepted and killed by robbers without even entering the city gate.
Most of the robbers are dwarf demons. In the Holy Demon Continent, dwarf demons are notorious. Although the trolls are fierce and bloodthirsty, they are brave enough to act bravely. There are still some bottom lines in certain things.
But the dwarves are greedy, despicable, insidious, do all kinds of bad things, bully the weak, covet the beauty, and behave pervertedly. Except for the half-beast race, all other beauties, no matter what race they are, fall into the hands of the dwarves. It is often the most miserable ending, being tortured to death by various means.
"Hey, if there is no such person, what are we brothers going to eat!" The leading dwarf demon licked his lips greedily.
"Do it, kill him!"
The lion fought the rabbit with all its strength. Although these dwarf demons had surpassed Lin Ming by a lot in cultivation and there were many people, they still fought together. For a moment, the black demonic energy billowed like a cloud!
Lin Ming sneered, and without slowing down, he went straight towards the dark clouds.
"It has been said for a long time that the killing of blood and robbing people can be seen everywhere. I went so far into Xueshayuan to meet the first wave of robbers, and my cultivation level is so low, and I didn't go with others. It's really lucky. .”
Lin Ming ridiculed in his heart, he didn't even draw his gun, he flicked his fingers, and the blood-drinking seal flew out!
The red light pierced through the void, and fresh blood flew, dyeing the ground red. Seven or eight dwarves were cut into pieces by Lin Ming's blood-drinking seal storm! Some dwarves had eyes that were still wide open until they died, and their faces were filled with astonishment and disbelief.
"Puffy!"
Clouds of blood mist exploded from the bodies of these dwarfs, condensing into new blood-drinking marks.
"Huh? The blood-drinking seal of the dwarves is also good, not inferior to the trolls." Lin Ming looked at the scarlet blood-colored runes in mid-air, and murmured. It seems that only the power of human energy and blood is the strongest. Worst of all, the condensed blood drink seal is also the weakest.
"Did you see, that blue-clothed boy fired out more than a dozen hidden weapons in one swing, killing seven or eight dwarves, and these dwarves were all higher in cultivation than him!"
"Well, although those dwarves have poor character, they are still very strong. They are especially good at escaping, but they are killed by one move. Who is this young man? The outstanding saint-level genius is nothing more than that in the innate stage. .”
"It's interesting. It's been a long time since the human race has produced a capable genius in Polar Star City. Unfortunately, this guy's cultivation base is still too low. Compared with Dagu of the troll race, Moke and Mo Ke are still far behind. The two of them , the recent record is to maintain a complete victory, I don't know how many wings the demon tattoos on the two of them have grown to..."
At the beginning, the warriors who went to the Twelve Heavens Demon City had only a vague tattoo of the Heavenly Demon on their bodies. As the evil energy accumulated, the tattoo became more and more solid. When the evil energy accumulated to a certain level, it would grow two wings, and then four wings. , six wings... all the way to twelve wings.
And the way to plunder the evil spirit is to kill people or defeat others.
In the Polar Star City group arena in Xueshayuan, the probability of death in a match is more than 60%. Whether it is death or defeat, 50% to 70% of the evil spirit on the opponent's body will be replenished to the winner, and the other half of the evil spirit will dissipate. This is the peculiar rule of the Twelve Heavens Demon City.
"Dagu... Mou...." This was the second time Lin Ming had heard these two names, "These two are elites of the troll clan. I don't know how strong they are. An idiot from the Dwarf Demon Race, who can be brought up by Aoi, must not be someone who is waiting for nothing."