The black-robed old man waved his sleeves, and the surrounding space suddenly froze, and everyone present felt that their bodies sank, and it was actually the real power that was slowing down.

"The great master of the adversity realm!" someone exclaimed.

To be able to block the entire space, only the top powerhouse of the adverse realm can do it. And between the gestures, the movement of all the martial arts powerhouses present is limited, at least the big masters of the seventh stage of the adversity realm.

"Fourth uncle!" Deng Lifei exclaimed, she recognized this black-robed old man as her fourth uncle, one of the top powerhouses of the Deng family-Deng Muyuan.

"Brother Mu Yuan, you're here!" Qiu Dubo suddenly smiled, his expression as if he was the rest of his life.

In fact, Qiu Dubo feels like he has escaped death at the moment. Because, for that third-level [Flame Carving], he was not sure to crack it at all.

In the entire Pattern Casting Master Guild, the Casting Pattern Grandmaster is the top level, and the casting pattern that can be refined is the fourth-level casting pattern.

Although Qiu Dubo has perfected the casting technique, it is difficult to refine a higher level of casting pattern, even with the casting hearth, it is difficult to do.

The fourth-level casting pattern can't beat the third-level [Flame Carving], and even if Qiu Dubo makes a personal move, the certainty of cracking it is only thirty percent.

What's more, this mysterious young man can not only refine the third-level [Flame Carving], but also most likely the fourth-level [Flame Carving].

When Qin Mo forced Qiu Dubo to refine it himself, the latter was full of cold, and he could even foresee that after tonight, the status of the pattern caster would plummet, and he would no longer be noble and brilliant as he is now.

Therefore, Qiu Dubo did not dare to end up no matter what, and refined it himself.

Now, Deng Muyuan's appearance, as well as what he said, suddenly solved Qiu Dubo's predicament.

"Brother Dubo, although the matter of the Pattern Casting Master Guild's theft of the Pattern Casting Treasure Book is secret, I do know about it. Don't worry, since I'm here tonight, I'll definitely take down this person and let that treasure book return to your Pattern Casting Guild. Deng Muyuan said in a deep voice.

"Alas. Speaking of which, this is also a scandal in our Pattern Casters' Guild, and I didn't want anyone to know about it. Qiu Dubo shook his head and sighed, revealing a sad look, as if there was a big secret in it.

Seeing this scene, Meng Yiquan and Feng Jue Halberd present were already full of anger, how could they not see that Deng Muyuan and Qiu Dubo were singing double reeds, and they wanted to reverse right and wrong.

The lips of the two moved, and they just wanted to open their mouths to scold, but they were stopped by Jian Yueji.

"Mr. Yu's affairs, why do we need to intervene. Jian Yueji said softly.

Meng Yiquan and Feng Jue glanced at each other, bowed slightly, and was silent.

Qiu Dubo and Deng Muyuan talked very happily with each other, and seemed to regard Qin Mo as a turtle in the urn, as long as Deng Muyuan made a move, he would be able to catch it.

However, Jin Cheng of the Dragon Steering Pavilion and the young man from Luoyue Peak had changed their faces, and the two of them wanted to open their mouths several times to warn Deng Muyuan and Qiu Dubo. However, when they came into contact with Qin Mo's faint gaze, the two of them were immediately silent and did not dare to speak.

Qin Mo was in a mysterious state at the moment, and Yincheng's voice came from his ears: "Boy, hand over the control of your body to Lord Benhu for the time being." Feel the feeling of this martial art simulated by the fusion of [Blue Flame Glass Fire] and the Battle Holy Body. ”

Hearing this, Qin Mo's body shook, only to feel the surging power of the king's fire pouring in, fusing with his body, and suddenly, Jin entered a familiar and unfamiliar state.

This state is very similar to the state of the heroes at the beginning of the battle under the Falling Moon Peak, but it is obviously different.

The operation of the True Flame in the body was following in an unfamiliar way, this way of operation was unheard of by Qin Mo.

To be precise, this way of operating the True Flame is completely different from the operation of other exercises, and it can even be said that it is the opposite.

"What kind of exercise is this?You fox, don't fool me!" Qin Mo was shocked in his heart.

However, Yin Cheng did not answer, this fox was controlling the [Blue Flame Glass Fire] with all his might, simulating a strange magical technique.

Immediately, Qin Mo only felt a sound in his body, as if in the depths of his body, a portal opened.

At this time, Deng Muyuan turned his head, looked at Qin Mo, and scolded: "Boy, don't hand over that casting treasure book yet......

The voice did not fall-

Bang!

In mid-air, the space distorted, and a whirlpool appeared, tearing the space into a hole, gushing out a vast aura like the sea, and directly attacking Deng Muyuan.

The latter's face changed suddenly, and he raised his palm to meet it.

Bang...... , Deng Muyuan's body trembled violently, and he retreated again and again, and every time he took a step back, he stepped on the ground with a footprint, and retreated to the ninth step, he finally stood firm, but the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his internal organs were shaken.

Thundered......

In mid-air, one whirlpool after another appeared, forming nine whirlpools, hovering around Qin Mo's body.

In the next moment, the six whirlpools in it quickly changed, turning into six portals, circling around Qin Mo's body.

In an instant, six completely different auras poured out from the portal, but they were all extremely powerful, making people's spirits tremble.

"It's ...... , who are you!?" Deng Muyuan was still pale. As a great master of the seventh stage of rebellion, he has absolute self-confidence, thinking that with a gesture, he can calm the turmoil here.

In fact, the top powerhouse of the Adverse Fate Realm does have such confidence, because the powerhouse at this level is strong enough, and he has already stepped into the legendary level and looks down on all beings.

What's more, Deng Muyuan's cultivation is still a top powerhouse in the late stage of rebellion, and there are only a handful of martial artists who can defeat him in the main city of Donglie.

In Deng Muyuan's mind, no matter how talented a young man is, he can be strong there, at most, it is just a realm, and it is not easy to capture.

Now, however, he understood that this time it seemed to have hit the iron plate.

The nine vortices were still changing, and the seventh vortex changed again, turning into a pillar of light and submerging into Qin Mo's body.

Immediately after, Qin Mo raised his arms, pointing to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other.

Thundered...... , A deafening roar sounded, as if the entire world was changing drastically, and an incomparably terrifying momentum emerged, attacking Deng Muyuan.

Bang...... , Deng Muyuan slapped his palms out, trying his best to block this force. But to no avail, his whole body was pushed flat and retreated towards the rear, and he was bleeding from his seven orifices, and his appearance was oozing.

"Fourth uncle!" Deng Lifei's face was pale, and he shouted urgently: "This gentleman, please stop!"

"Humph!"

Qin Mo snorted coldly, the terrifying momentum gradually subsided, Deng Muyuan only felt that the pressure was relaxed, and suddenly the whole person collapsed to the ground, unable to stand up for a while.

The crowd present was all shocked, looking at Qin Mo's gaze as if they had seen a ghost. Many people knew before that this mysterious young man's cultivation was unfathomable, but they couldn't imagine that it was so high.

With just his momentum, he defeated a top powerhouse who was against the fate of the seventh stage, wouldn't this strength be a glimpse of the sky!

Heavenly Realm! Such a young Heavenly Realm powerhouse?

The crowd only felt that their scalps were numb, but they were silent, and no one dared to say a word.

The geniuses and junjie of the Xiling Battle City present got up one after another, bowed and stood, their hearts were extremely shocked, after a few months, Mr. Yu's cultivation seemed to have improved a lot.

Qiu Dubo's face turned pale, looking at the six portals around Qin Mo's body, as well as the posture pointing directly at heaven and earth, revealing a look of fear and horror, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... , this posture is the ...... of Emperor Jiuyao"

"Brother Dubo!" Deng Muyuan shouted urgently, stopping.

Hearing this, Qiu Dubo suddenly woke up, covered his mouth, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Donglie Deng's family is still an eyesore as always. This matter is a grudge between me and the Pattern Casting Master Guild, if your Deng family wants to be involved, I will destroy your Deng family first in the future. Qin Mo looked at Deng Muyuan and said coldly.

Deng Muyuan shook his head again and again, and said respectfully: "Your Excellency, I really don't know. The Deng family will never get involved, your forgiveness, your forgiveness......"

Qin Mo's eyes were lowered, as if he was thinking about whether to trouble the Deng family, but in fact, he was talking to Yincheng. The fox was telling him what to say next.

In fact, Qin Mo had already sensed that the grievances between this fox and the Pattern Casting Master Guild were far from being as simple as before. From the words relayed by the fox, he vaguely guessed that this grudge might involve an astonishing secret.

"The casting technique is not even half of the [Flame Carving], and it does not deserve to be classified as the [Flame Carving] technique. It's a shame that you patterncasters are still pretentious!"

"Qiu Dubo, tell those old immortals of the Pattern Casting Guild to hide better, and it's better not to show up again. Otherwise, even if I chase them to the deepest part of the Jedi on the mainland, I will cut off their dogs' heads......"

Qin Mo said this, with a wave of his hand, he tore a crack in the space and stepped in.

Looking at the cracks that were gradually closing, Jian Yueji's red lips opened slightly, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she wanted to catch up, but she didn't move.

When he reappeared, Qin Mo was already at the gate of the Pattern Casting Master Guild, looking up at the gilt plaque of the [Pattern Casting Master Guild] on the door.

Raising his hand, a burst of energy erupted, smashing this gilt plaque into pieces, Qin Mo's figure flashed, and it was already gone.