idiot!

A woman’s kindness!

Feng Chenglang's eyes flashed with a vicious divine light, mocking Han Mo in his heart.

In Yinlongjing, all the three generations of disciples are potential enemies.

The rules allow each other to fight each other, so why are you still polite at this time?

It’s time to grab, it’s time to seize!

The kingly way is to use all means to seize more Yin beads!

"Han Mo, don't be stupid. You are kind to others, but others will not be ruthless to you!"

However, Han Mo obviously disagrees with this.

Han Mo shook his head stubbornly and adhered to his principles.

"I, Han Mo, absolutely cannot, just snatch other people's Yinzhu!"

Feng Chenglang sneered in his heart, but a hint of admiration appeared on his face.

"Han Mo, you really make me look at you! Nowadays, there are very few monks like you who are principled and have bottom lines! I am very happy to be able to cooperate with you!"

As he spoke, Feng Chenglang changed his tone and spoke again.

"However, I still hope that you can get as many Yinzhu as possible. Because the third-generation disciple competition will directly affect the second-generation disciple competition."

When Han Mo heard this, he frowned slightly and couldn't help but ask, "What does it mean?"

Feng Chenglang explained: "Based on the achievements achieved by the third generation of disciples, the second generation of disciples can have some privileges when participating in the competition. For example, if the third generation of disciples wins the first place, his master can bring a follower in when the second generation of disciples competes."

Hearing this, Han Mo's heart was thrilled.

If he won the first place in the third generation of disciples, then his master Chen Xiaobao would have brought Yun Chong to participate in the second generation of disciple competition.

In this way, Chen Xiaobao will definitely win!

Feng Chenglang looked at Han Mo's reaction and sneered in his heart.

He knew that Han Mo had taken the bait!

Han Mo, even if you shine in the third generation of disciple competition, it is best to win the first place!

At that time, it will be the focus of everyone!

Hehe, the killer moves I arranged on you can exert even more terrifying power.

Haha, by then, neither Yun Chong nor Chen Xiaobao will die without a place to bury him.

Han Mo obviously did not realize Feng Chenglang's vicious thoughts.

He was still thinking about how to help his master Chen Xiaobao and gain as much advantage as possible.

Han Mo pondered for a while and murmured to himself: "I have just been promoted to the foundation-building realm and are not strong enough. It is too difficult to stand out among the three generations of disciples and get the first place!"

"It's not difficult!" Feng Chenglang smiled and said.

"Han Mo, don't worry, I will help you!"

As he said that, Feng Chenglang took out one and had prepared the storage bag long ago.

Han Mo took the storage bag and looked inside, and couldn't help but look surprised.

The things inside are so rich!

There are at least dozens of various talismans, including some low-grade Fiery Talismans.

Talismans of higher grade are all good things, at least one hundred low-grade spirit stones.

A talisman is shot out, and a hundred low-grade spirit stones will disappear.

This is simply burning money!

However, the power of a higher-grade talisman is definitely worthy of its price.

For example, this low-grade fire talisman was shot out, and the flames rose, and within a radius of ten feet, it immediately turned into a sea of ​​fireworks.

The terrifying high temperature was enough to burn all opponents to ashes.

In the storage bag given by Feng Chenglang, all the talismans are worth more than two thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Han Mo's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at Feng Chenglang.

"I don't receive any reward without any merit. The things in this storage bag are too expensive and I can't accept them!"

Feng Chenglang smiled and said.

"Come on, it's not a matter of not receiving any reward without merit. Have you forgotten? There is a deal between us! I will help you win the first place in the third generation of disciple competition, and you must help me bring back something from Yinlongjing!"

The show is finally here!

When Han Mo heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly and said in a deep voice: "What do you want me to bring back for you?"

Feng Chenglang smiled and said.

"In Yinlong Well, there is a legend that there is a Nine Dragon Hall that suppresses a Yin Qi Dragon Vein. It is precisely because of the existence of this Yin Qi Dragon Vein that Yin Long Well can continuously produce Yin Qi and turn into various Yin beasts!"

"In the Jiulong Hall, nine yin energy is the most intense and purest nine yin energy pseudo-dragons slowly condense over time."

"Yin beads condensed in the body of the Yin Qi pseudo-dragon, like ordinary Yin beasts. However, the Yin beads of the Yin Qi pseudo-dragon are of extremely high quality and are not comparable to ordinary Yin beads. They can be called Yin dragon beads."

Feng Chenglang's eyes shone with light and said in a deep voice.

"Han Mo, I want you to kill a Yin Qi pseudo-dragon and help me get a Yin Dragon Ball!"

Yinlong Ball?!

Han Mo's eyes froze, and he did not agree at once. Instead, he thought for a while before he spoke slowly.

"Yin Qi Pseudo Dragon, how powerful is, can I beat it?"

Very good, very good, at this time, you can maintain restraint and calmness.

Han Mo's personality trait will greatly help him obtain the Yinlong Ball.

Feng Chenglang smiled with satisfaction and replied, "The Yin Qi pseudo-dragon has its strength, which is almost equivalent to a cultivator in the Jindan realm!"

What?

Equivalent to a cultivator in the Golden Elixir Realm?

Han Mo's brows frowned deeply, and he looked at Feng Chenglang.

"Do you think, with my strength, it is possible to defeat the Yin Qi Pseudo Dragon and seize its dragon ball?"

The answer is of course no!

Han Mo is just a foundation-building cultivator, and he has just broken through the foundation-building realm.

With his strength, even if he beat all the talismans given to him by Feng Chenglang in one breath, he would not hurt the false dragon of Yin Qi.

If you can't beat the Yin Qi pseudo-dragon, then you won't even talk about it if you take the Yin Dragon Ball.

But Feng Chenglang didn't seem to think so.

Feng Chenglang smiled slightly, with a strong sense of confidence in his eyes, as if everything was under his control.

"I think it's no problem for you to kill a false dragon of Yin Qi. If you fight for your life, you can even kill two false dragons of Yin Qi at the same time!"

What nonsense!

When Han Mo heard this, his brows frowned tightly and his expression became gloomy.

Why did he, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, kill the false dragon of the Yin Qi in the Jindan realm?

Why not just one person? If you fight for your life, you can kill two at the same time?

Han Mo's eyes were filled with anger.

Is Feng Chenglang deliberately spending his time?

Why didn’t Feng Chenglang simply say that Han Mo can kill nine Yin Qi pseudo-dragons at the same time with his own strength?

Han Mo said in a deep voice, "I am so powerful, why don't I know?"

Feng Chenglang seemed to be unable to hear the irony in Han Mo's words, and he actually nodded and agreed.

"Yes, Han Mo, you are very strong and powerful, but you don't know it yet!"

Nonsense!

Han Mo's anger finally couldn't be suppressed.

He stretched out his hand and returned Feng Chenglang's storage bag to the other party, angrily saying.

"I don't have time to joke with you here, say goodbye!"

Han Mo turned around and wanted to leave, but Feng Chenglang stretched out his hand and stopped him.

At this time, Feng Chenglang had an extra pill in his hand.

The pill was golden and filled with unparalleled, pure yang energy.

Han Mo just took a look and the power hidden deep in his blood seemed to echo the pill from afar.

His blood veins were surging, and his true energy surged like a tide.

Han Mo was shocked. He didn't understand why he felt this way.

Feng Chenglang saw Han Mo's reaction in his eyes and smiled proudly.
Chapter completed!