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After the middle of the night, Qin Mo withdrew from his state of concentration, only to feel that his body was full of infinite vitality.

The power of the True Flame in the dantian and meridians had not improved much, but in this midnight meditation, Qin Mo felt that it had improved significantly compared to the previous ten-day meditation.

Because every inch of skin, every muscle, and internal organs of the body have reached an unprecedented peak level of function.

These changes were not the most astonishing, what really shocked Qin Mo was the change in the innate sword light in his body.

Airplanes!

A wisp of sword light on his fingertips was uncertain, and the sword intent contained in it seemed to have a soul, fused with Qin Mo's mind, and there was a mysterious feeling that the sword was me and I was the sword.

The sword is in full swing!

This is the conscription of the sword and the soul!

The shock in Qin Mo's heart was incomparable, he categorically didn't expect that just a midnight cultivation could make his innate sword reach the level of infiltration.

It is true that the innate sword mangs in his body have reached the peak of ten percent, and one step further, it is a step for the sword mangs to enter and condense the sword soul.

However, throughout the ages, this step has blocked many amazing kendo geniuses from the door.

Although Qin Mo had a broken sword soul in his body, it was only a matter of time before he reached the sword mang's infiltration, however, he expected to wait at least another year before he could reach this step.

At this time, the innate sword light in the body continued to gush out, transforming little by little, transforming into a strange sword intent, which merged into the mutilated sword soul in the heart.

This is to complete the sword soul!

In an instant, Qin Mo entered a mysterious state, his mind was empty, and the various sword skills he had cultivated in the past were like watching flowers, one by one.

The flashes of each sword technique gave Qin Mo a new comprehension and a new discovery, as if he had cultivated each sword skill countless times.

Even if it was the obscure [Great Yi Zhou Heavenly Sword], after passing through his heart, Qin Mo also felt that this peerless sword technique was not so difficult to cultivate. It's just that his cultivation is not enough, and now he can probably cultivate half of it.

Half of the part!?

This was something that Qin Mo couldn't imagine before, he had just comprehended the [Great Dao Killing Sword] and [Great Dao Guarding Sword] and integrated them into the [Void Sword Wave Slash], and he could be regarded as proficient in using them.

It's a pity that in this mysterious state of epiphany, Qin Mo would not feel happy, in his mind, the sword style of the [Great Yi Zhou Heavenly Sword] shattered, turning into countless information streams, constantly arranging and reorganizing, forming three other new sword skills.

[Wind Sword is Gone]!

【Jianyue Zhenhai】!

【Huang Jian Strike】!

The mysteries of these three new sword skills swirled in Qin Mo's mind, constantly interpreted, and then took shape, turning into unforgettable memories and immersed in the depths of his heart.

Bang!

Qin Mo's body was shocked, and he woke up from his meditation, and there were thirty-six sword rays circling around him, and one after another sword rays were spinning like a sword dragon, spewing endless sword qi.

The surrounding space was cut into countless cracks by the sword qi gushing from his body.

Clenched his fists, countless fragmented sword rays jumped on his fists, Qin Mo had a feeling that at this time, he swung a sword at will, and his sword momentum was at least thirty percent stronger than before.

"Is this the result of the infusion of pure life force?" Qin Mo muttered to himself, he knew very well that such a change was just the beginning.

Looking around, Qin Mo realized that except for Xiong Biao who was still sleeping soundly in the space, Dong Dongdong and Qin Yunjiang had already withdrawn from the lampholder space.

Thinking that the two teenagers had absorbed the life force, they had reached saturation, and they withdrew from the space on their own.

Looking at Xiong Biao lying on the ground, snoring like thunder, Qin Mo shook his head with a smile, very envious of the way the bear boy cultivated.

During this period of time, Qin Mo had already figured out the cultivation method of the ancient beast's bloodline, that is, the physical body automatically absorbed the earth's qi, or a more refined power, such as the power of life.

Then, through the cultivation of ancient beast martial arts, he continued to strengthen his physical body and became stronger and stronger.

This cultivation method is very different from the existing cultivation system in the mainland, it is very primitive, and it is also very direct and rude, but for the ancient beast bloodline, it is extremely effective.

"The sixth layer of the Battle Holy Body, when will it be opened?" Qin Mo pondered, his mind moved, and he withdrew from the space.

Today, he will continue to challenge the [Treasure Table] and hit a 200-game winning streak!

......

"What? three hundred consecutive victories!"

The god capital is the camp, and in the Shang Mansion, one of the three commanders' mansions, Shang Tonglan's shrill cry sounded in a courtyard.

Sitting in the gazebo, Shang Tonglan held the slender hand on the edge of the table, her fingers were white because she was too hard, and her charming face was slightly distorted, and she fell into a frenzy because of this sudden news.

Shang Tonglan took a deep breath, her violently undulating towering chest calmed slightly, she squinted, glared at her maid, and said coldly: "Are you mistaken? That chicken feather only achieved a 200-game winning streak yesterday, and now just after noon, he has achieved another 100-game winning streak in one morning?"

The maid's pretty face turned a little pale, she knew that the young lady was in a rage, and telling the news would only make Shang Tonglan even more angry, but she had to say it.

"Yes, miss. Chicken Feather fought yesterday, each of which ended within 100 rounds, and by the evening it was the 200th consecutive victory. But ......"

"But he fought today, and each one ended in less than thirty rounds, and just after noon, he had reached his 300th winning streak. After that, he claimed a three-hundred-game winning streak and never showed up again. I'm afraid, I'm afraid there won't be another ......."

Before the words could be spoken, a cup smashed over and shattered on the maid's forehead, and suddenly, blood flowed everywhere, and the maid fainted to the ground.

"Chicken feathers ...... in one place"

Shang Tonglan chewed on the name in her mouth, as if she wanted to chew it up, and every time she pronounced this name in the past three days, she felt a deeper layer of shame and spurned this rustic name.

Three days ago, on the [Treasure Deck], a chicken feather defeated Rong Yi and won a hundred consecutive victories.

From that moment on, Shang Tonglan swore in her heart that she must trample this hillbilly swordsman under her feet.

That night, she invited masters everywhere, those peerless geniuses who had won more than 300 consecutive victories in the [Treasure Table], or the core disciples of the major forces in the imperial capital, she invited them all once, hoping that they would make a move and completely defeat the chicken feathers on the [Treasure Table].

In fact, Shang Tonglan was not the only one who did this, there were many people who couldn't stand the arrogant attitude of chicken feathers, and invited the strong to come out and punish this little swordsman from other places.

It's a pity that the result of the invitation is not ideal, and those peerless geniuses don't look down on the [Treasure Deck] a strong man with a hundred consecutive victories.

With the noble identity of those peerless geniuses on the Earth Spirit List, coming forward to snipe such a small swordsman is too much to exalt the other party.

Therefore, these peerless geniuses made a promise that if a chicken feather was on the [Treasure Table] and achieved three hundred consecutive victories, they would make a move.

Any Grandmaster powerhouse who can achieve three hundred consecutive victories, if he is young enough, must be a genius ranked within 5,000 on the Human List, enough to enter the eyes of those peerless geniuses on the Earth Spirit List.

Therefore, Shang Tonglan has been waiting, waiting for the moment when the chicken feathers in one place will achieve three hundred consecutive victories.

However, she didn't expect that this moment would come so quickly that she couldn't respond in time.

If she doesn't appear in the [Treasure Deck] again after achieving 300 consecutive victories in one place, how can she repay the humiliation she suffered?!

Thinking of this, Shang Tonglan gritted her teeth, summoned the servants, and said fiercely: "Check! Give Miss Ben to check, find out the true identity of the chicken feathers, Miss Ben must let him live as well as die!"

......

Meanwhile.

In the cursed inn, Qin Mo had already taken off his disguise and got together with his three friends.

Including Qin Mo, several pairs of eyes stared at what was in Qin Mo's palm, which was a snake-shaped token.

The surface of this token is covered with mottled patina, and its texture is a kind of bronze. However, Qin Mo had never seen such a hard bronze, and no matter how hard he tried, it would be difficult to leave a trace on the token.

"This is the voucher for that place?" Dong Dongdong's eyes widened, a little skeptical.

Qin Mo was silent, playing with this snake token, his eyes flickering a little.

At noon, when the three-hundred-game winning streak was achieved, Qin Mo went to the backstage of the [Treasure Table] to select the reward, and saw the pattern of this serpentine token.

Yincheng immediately informed him that this serpentine token was the voucher for that place, because the fox classics recorded the same token pattern when it came to the secret of Shantideva's ancient tomb.

It's just that the color of the snake-shaped token recorded in the Fox Clan's secret book is a little different from this one, and the snake-shaped token in Qin Mo's hand looks a little lower-level.

In fact, when Qin Mo saw the pattern of this serpentine token, he was also seventy percent sure in his heart, and he was sure that this was the certificate of that place.

Because in his previous life, he had seen a person in his hand, holding a similar serpentine token, with a team including Qin Mo, entering a nightmarish purgatory place.

"That's right. Here's the voucher for that spot. ”

Qin Mo muttered in a low voice, and then his face relaxed, and he said with a smile: "With the reward of three hundred consecutive victories, you can get this voucher, which is a month faster than I expected." Tonight, let's go to the inner city and celebrate!"

Hearing this, before Qin Yunjiang and Xiong Biao could react, Dong Dongdong's eyes were already shining, and he shouted: "Great! These days, I have heard in [Jubaotai] that there are three places in the imperial capital that are very lively, Brother Mo, let's go to the most lively place." ”

Three very lively places?

The most lively place, isn't it the green building on the lake?

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, then his face stiffened, looking at the salivating appearance of the three teenagers, he suddenly felt that his brain was a little messy.