Regarding the practice of [Qianhuan Round Finger], Yin Cheng did not break his promise. He did his best to help Qin Mo practice.

Because, for this fox, the more he saw Qin Mo being defeated, the happier it became.

The practice of [Qianhuan Finger], with the help of this fox, is undoubtedly a hellish practice process.

late at night.

There are numerous formations arranged around the cultivation room.

In the practice room, Qin Mo turned on the [World Five Aggregations Lamp] and he was in a sea of ​​sand.

This kind of sand is pitch black in color, and each grain is extremely heavy. The wind swept around and could not blow up a grain of sand.

This sea of ​​sand is transformed by the [Five Altars of Earth]. The sand contains black iron and is extremely heavy. It can be said to be an excellent environment for practicing the [Thousand Illusion Soft Finger].

However, Gao Xiaozi believed that such an environment was not enough to cultivate the [Qianhuan Flexible Finger] within two days.

So Yin Cheng took action and re-extracted the sand here with [Green Flame Glazed Fire], which became extremely heavy.

Bang bang bang bang...

Qin Mo's arms were inserted into the black sand, his palms were moving in it, and he was practicing [Qianhuan Finger].

I saw that the surface of the sand was slightly undulating, and the sweat on Qin Mo's forehead was flowing like water, soaking his clothes.

After a long time, Qin Mo finally exhausted his strength, pulled his arms out of the black sand, his hands were covered with blood bubbles, and blood was oozing out, which was quite terrifying.

This kind of cultivation is exactly the way of cultivation of [Qianhuan Finger]!

“Huhhhh…”

Qin Mo gasped violently, and only then did he understand why the fox said that if someone else practiced the [Qianhuan Round Finger], he would not even have ten fingers to protect.

Indeed, the sand in this sea of ​​sand was extremely heavy. If it were other warriors who inserted their arms into the sand, they were like bearing a huge rock that could not even waving their arms, let alone practicing finger skills in the sand.

Moreover, these black sands also contain the power of green flames. When your arms are inserted into the sand for a moment, even your bones will melt. What else can you talk about practicing?

In the distance, Yin Cheng shook his seven tails and shouted, "Boy, how does it feel? Have you seen the practice of [Qianhuan Rou Finger]? You kid should speed up. In another day, it will be a competition for the Grandmasters."

This dead fox!?

Qin Mo endured the extremely burning pain of his arms, and did not respond. He adjusted his breath for a moment, then inserted his arms into the sand and continued to practice [Qianhuan Finger].

"This kid is really fighting!" The tall short man was holding a basin and was eating voraciously.

"Hmph..., diligence can make up for your shortcomings! This kid is just a good practice to practice hard." Yin Cheng grinned.

The tall and short burped, took a piece of meat, and fed it to the little white tiger Buer. The latter shouted happily, held the meat, and started chewing happily.

These days, Buer has been left in the room and has been with Gao Dwarf. This short man takes great care of it. In the heart of the lame little white tiger, except Qin Mo, Gao Dwarf is the closest person.

"If you want to practice [Qianhuan Finger], you can't rely on diligence..." The tall short man shook his head and continued to feast on his face, as if he would never be full.

Yin Cheng snorted lightly, stopped talking, and lay on the sand and pretended to sleep.

Bang bang bang... On the sand in the distance, Qin Mo inserted his arms into the sand. The undulation of the surrounding sand became larger and larger, and a stream of energy overflowed, but it could not lift up the black sand.

Sweat like water, dripping along his chin on the black sand, wisps of water vapor rose and evaporated invisibly.

...

This day, early in the morning.

The sun rose and the clouds were gone, and the entire Donglie Main City boiled early.

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The loud sounds of trumpets echoed over this giant city and in everyone's ears.

Bang bang bang bang...

The black beacon tower in the center of the giant city, the first, second and third floors, ignited one by one, the flames swelled, and the beacon fires soared into the sky.

This scene attracted countless people to look forward to it.

Then, a roar came from the huge black beacon tower. In the tumultuous flames, a black ring rushed up and floated in the sky, like a floating island.

This floating island is the largest stage of the Eagle Falcon Wing Test and the venue for the Grandmaster Group to compete.

In the main city of Donglie, figures flew up one after another and headed towards the floating island.

These people are innately cultivating, and only strong people of this level are allowed to watch the battle on the floating island.

In fact, it is difficult for warriors who are innate to spend a hundred feet in the air, step on the floating island, and watch the battle.

However, even so, countless people were still surging in the streets and alleys of the main city, heading towards the black beacon tower.

...

On the street, among the surging crowds, three figures walked slowly, neither rushing nor slow, and walked leisurely towards the black beacon tower.

Two of these three people are Qin Mo's acquaintances.

On the right is a young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and extraordinary handsomeness. He is one of the three deposed sects of Qianyuan Sect.

On the left is a young man with extremely precious robes, slender figure and extremely handsome appearance. He is Mr. Leng, who met Qin Mo in Fen Town.

Between the two, there was a woman wearing a wide black robe and a black hat, and her face was hard to see.

"Tsk tsk, this wing test meeting of the Eagle Falcon is really lively, attracting all the recorders of our three lists. I am very looking forward to it!" Dong Shenghai laughed, a little careless.

"Young Master Dongsheng is the owner of the Qi List. I'm afraid this time, I'll really vomit three liters of blood to record those geniuses." Mr. Leng smiled faintly, with a hint of teasing.

Hearing this, Dong Shenghai's face suddenly collapsed. He thought of Qin Mo. A few days ago, Qin Mo's performance in the blade battle battle continued to refresh his ranking on the strange list, which really made Dong Shenghai vomit several mouthfuls of blood.

However, Dong Shenghai's expression immediately relaxed. Two days ago, there was a shocking news that Qin Mo became a sword throne. Maybe he was not needed to record the affairs of this black-haired boy in the Grandmaster group competition.

Turning his head, Dong Shenghai looked at the woman in black robe and smiled and said, "Miss Ziyang, may there be any changes in the list you hold this time?"

Upon hearing this, the woman in black nodded slightly, but did not answer.

Mr. Leng's expression changed, and both of them thought to himself that it seemed that the upcoming Grandmaster Competition was really a battle.

...

at the same time.

In the quiet courtyard somewhere in the main city, Jian Yueji was hanging in the air, sitting cross-legged, with the black knife on her knees.

Wen Xi's sunshine perfectly outlined her slender body. Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from the sound of a knife, cutting the sunshine.

Buzzing... Behind Jian Yueji, sword lights rushed up, cutting off the sunlight.

The sword light circled and swirled around, but circled several times and returned behind her.

The five black swords are suspended, slowly rotating in the sun, refracting countless ridges, just like the essence.

At this time, Jian Yueji opened her eyes, her eyes were very deep, like a treasure sword returning to the sheath, without showing its sharpness.

In the distance, at the entrance of the courtyard, a middle-aged man in white looked happy and laughed: "Okay! Congratulations, Yue Ji, after ten days of seclusion, you finally completely merged your sword bones with your sword light!"

"Uncle, is the Grandmaster Group Competition about to begin? Fortunately, it broke through at this time." Jian Yueji smiled, stood up, and slowly walked from mid-air to the ground.

"There is still one hour, so don't worry." The middle-aged man in white smiled and nodded, "Since you have broken through, the first place in the Grandmaster Group this time will definitely be the treasure of our Jian family."

Jian Yueji smiled, neither admitting nor denying it.

...

at the same time.

[The Five Aggregation Lamp of the Earth] is transformed into a sea of ​​sand.

Qin Mo's arms were inserted into the black sand, and the surrounding sand was undulating rhythmically, and within a hundred feet, it was like water waves.

Boom!

A surging force burst out from the black sand, lifting the heavy black sand and flying all over the sky.

"receive!"

The palms were slapped out, and the ten fingers were like butterflies walking through flowers, dancing in the black sand, creating a strong suction force.

Then, the flying black sand turned into two sand columns, sucked into Qin Mo's palm, and then placed it on the ground.

Qin Mo's whole body was soaked in sweat, and his exposed skin even showed a bronze color, but his hands were exceptional, as white as jade, with a faint jade texture, very crystal clear.

Moreover, he clenched his fists and exerted a little force, and the heat waves rose up in his entire fist, like a roasted red soldering iron.

"Successful! [Qianhuan Finger] has been cultivated!"

"This kid really made this fingering technique perfect in two days!"
Chapter completed!