After Liu Ding got one million spiritual stones, he took half of it and divided it among his junior brothers and sisters. Immediately, the disciples of Feixue Sect became quiet.
It’s not like no one has lifted the seventh force cauldron before, but they were defeated in front of the eighth force cauldron. They just acted just to deceive Yi Jiangnan and others.
"After all, they are just people from the remote north." Liu Ding sneered secretly, and looked at each other with his junior brothers and sisters, and they could all see the proud look in each other's eyes.
"It's so confusing." Someone whispered in agreement.
"However, senior brother, I heard that a strong man was born in the Northland this year, and the Qiong family has issued a wanted order." A junior sister said in a low voice.
"Strong?" Liu Ding sneered. Qiong's wanted order was too far away from them. Therefore, they did not understand it carefully.
After all, even the people of the Qiong family would fall into trouble, so it would be better for a small sect like them to die if they join forces.
While everyone was talking and laughing, Mo Ji walked towards the eighth power tripod. Everyone's eyes were focused on it. Liu Ding and others also spoke much softer, and their eyes followed.
The eighth force cauldron is definitely not that simple. The corners of Liu Ding's mouth were slightly raised, with a look of determination on his face. There must not be all freaks in the Northland this year.
Mo Ji smiled naively, walked over, and patted the cauldron. A deep roar came out, and the sound was like a wave, causing the swords around him to resonate.
Yi Jiangnan nodded heavily and whispered: "Come on."
He vigorously cultivated Mo Ji, spent a huge amount of money, and risked the breakdown of his personal relationships, so Yi Jiangnan had to be cautious.
Behind him, a disciple from the Donghai Academy looked aggrieved and whispered, "Senior Brother Yi, is it worth it for you to spend so much energy cultivating this fat man?"
These Donghai Academy disciples have been following Yi Jiangnan for a long time. They are loyal to him because they actually want to get more resources from him. But now Yi Jiangnan’s eyes are set on Mo Jiren, which makes these people
A group of elderly people felt a crisis.
Yi Jiangnan raised the corner of his mouth and said proudly: "Of course it's worth it!"
"This fat man's brain doesn't seem to work very well." Someone muttered in a low voice. Although the voice was small, everyone around him could hear it clearly and showed approval.
"The worse the brain is, the more I have to train him. It's best to let him only listen to my orders!" Yi Jiangnan said with a faint smile.
He wants to make Mo Ji into a sword in his hand. Since it is a sword, why bother thinking about it? As long as it can kill people according to his orders!
"But isn't he very close to that guy Chu Yiliu?"
"Getting close?" Yi Jiangnan shook his head and said, "Do you think I spent so many resources on training him just to make a dowry for others?"
"I ask you, why are you willing to follow me instead of following Chu Yiliu?" He seemed to be in a good mood and asked.
A group of people under his command all looked at each other, and then they all said: "Brother Yi, what is your identity? What is Chu Yiliu's identity? How can he be compared with you?"
"That's right!" Yi Jiangnan said with an unintentional look of pride in his eyes, "Even a dog knows how to follow a master who has food to eat, let alone a human being?"
"That's it." Seeing Yi Jiangnan's confident attitude, everyone looked astonished and said repeatedly: "Senior Brother Yi is brilliant!"
The corners of Yi Jiangnan's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes moved slightly to look at Mo Ji.
At this time, Mo Ji's accumulated aura had slowly climbed to its peak, and a cloud of black energy appeared faintly around him, like an abyss monster with teeth and claws that could emerge from his body at any time.
The eighth cauldron weighs eight thousand kilograms, which is already the peak of strength in the middle stage of the Boiling Blood Realm.
Mo Ji looked at Li Ding with scarlet eyes, roared lowly, and waved out his arms, the entangled black energy and blood pressing down on Li Ding like a giant dragon in his hands.
Boom...
A disembodied voice carried far away.
"Get up!" Veins popped up on his face, and power gathered from his limbs and bones, bursting out in an instant, and the force cauldron shook slightly.
Dong dong dong...
Everyone stared intently and whispered: "It's moving, it's moving."
The disciple of the Feixue Sect on the side swallowed deeply and whispered: "Brother, this guy can't really lift the eighth power cauldron, can he?"
Liu Ding's eyes turned cold and he sneered: "How is that possible? Don't forget who was the person who lifted the eighth force cauldron last time?"
Monte!
The adopted son of ****, the youngest titled Marquis of Tianfeng Kingdom, and a strong man in the Ninth Level of Cloud Condensation Realm. Although his qualifications allowed him to move the eighth force cauldron, he had already stopped in front of the ninth force cauldron.
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Liu Ding secretly thought: No matter how strong Mo Ji is, he can't be stronger than Meng Tai.
The eighth force cauldron was shaking more and more violently under Mo Ji's huge force. A cloud of dust rose up from the ground of the cauldron.
Buzz buzz...
The force tripod shook faster and faster, and there was a faint tendency to leave the ground.
"It's off the ground." Someone exclaimed, with a hot light on his face.
ah!
The faces of the Feixue Sect disciples changed drastically and they all looked at Liu Ding.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible to lift it up!" Liu Ding's eyes changed and he said in a deep voice.
boom...
The eighth force cauldron completely lifted off the ground and was gathered in front of Mo Ji's chest.
"Okay!" A burst of exclamation cheers sounded.
At this time, more and more people were watching, and some even specially called their relatives and friends to come and watch. There was also a young man in black clothes among the crowd.
"Okay, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, I have learned to show off." The young man in Xuanyi muttered softly, raising the corners of his mouth slightly.
boom...
The energy and blood in Mo Ji's body boiled, roaring like a dragon, and bursts of gun-like rumbling sounds were heard. The black energy surrounding him turned into thousands of black dragons galloping and stirring.
He took a deep breath and suddenly lifted the tripod over his shoulders, only one step away from reaching it over his head.
"Senior Brother Liu, this..." A disciple of Feixue Sect panicked and asked in surprise.
"Shut up!" Liu Ding's face was obviously not good-looking, and he shouted sternly. He didn't believe that Mo Ji could lift the eighth force cauldron, but now his belief was somewhat shaken.
"Even if you lift it up, don't forget that there is still the Ninth Power Cauldron!" His eyes were gloomy, but he would never dare to let Mo Ji try the Ninth Power Cauldron.
boom...
The rumbling sound of Qi and blood in Mo Ji's body suddenly climbed to its peak, and he raised the force cauldron above his head.
"Okay!" There was a roar of cheers all around, and everyone shouted at the top of their lungs, their voices deafening.
Liu Ding was a little confused. Could it be that people in the North are so crazy these days?
"Then...what's the name of the guy who was offered a reward by Qiong's family?" He panicked and asked in a low voice.
"It seems to be called Chu." A junior brother looked thoughtful and scratched his head.
"Chu Yili." Junior sister had a good memory and answered in one breath.
"It turns out his surname is Chu." Liu Ding nodded, confirming that the fat man in front of him was not the person for whom the Qiong family was offering a reward. His panic began to calm down. He took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"Jiangnan, the eighth cauldron has been tried by you, so you can stop." Liu Ding said in a deep voice.
Yi Jiangnan's expression changed slightly. Mo Ji had already come to this point. Is it possible that he still wants to give up?
impossible!
Even if Mo Ji wanted to give up, Yi Jiangnan wouldn't agree.
What he needs is a sword, a sword that can kill people. Now he finally has the opportunity to unseal the sword, how could he miss it.
He has no money.
However, he has a way.
Yi Jiangnan said calmly and loudly: "Senior Brother Liu, I remember the previous rule was that you only need to pay once and the inheritance can be taken away. Now that we have spent the money, why are you still pushing back and forth?"
For the sake of inheritance, he did not hesitate to break up with Liu Ding.
Liu Ding's expression changed. How dare a poor guy from the north dare to talk to him like this? He looked coldly and said, "Yi Jiangnan, don't give me a toast and you'll have to drink as a penalty."
The ruins of King Li are the Feixue Sect’s cash cow, how could they fall?
The corners of Yi Jiangnan's lips curled up and he said loudly: "Please tell me, Feixue Sect is not willing to let us try the Ninth Power Cauldron."
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area was boiling.
These good guys are all waiting for a good show, how could they let Mo Ji stop?
"No, absolutely not. The Flying Snow Sect will do what they say," someone shouted.
"Yes, if he is not allowed to lift the cauldron, you Feixue Sect will no longer want these relics of the King of Power." Someone threatened.
"Yes, don't think about it." Everyone agreed.
With a large number of people, the momentum is great, and everyone in Feixue Sect does not dare to go against the expectations of the crowd.
Liu Ding stared at Yi Jiangnan fiercely and said, "Okay, I underestimate you bunch of untouchables. Just wait for me!"
He gritted his teeth.
Yi Jiangnan secretly thought that it was a pity that the relationship that had been managed so hard was broken down like this. However, it was worth it to get a "sharp sword" from it.
Mo Ji groaned and walked to the ninth power tripod.
"Junior Brother Mo, I will definitely clear all obstacles for you. All you have to do is lift the cauldron." Yi Jiangnan said seriously.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Yi." Mo Ji said with a naive smile.
"As long as you don't forget how good your senior brother is, that's all." Yi Jiangnan nodded, he had basically concluded that this silly fat man had fallen into his trap.
After Mo Ji adjusted his qi and blood, Yi Jiangnan did not forget to give him a red-level spiritual material to replenish his qi and blood.
Mo Ji was not polite, swallowed it in one gulp, and said angrily: "I will never let my senior brother down."
Roar...
His arms shook, and his energy and blood boiled. Yi Jiangnan felt a small volcano erupting in front of him.
One million spiritual stones.
A network of people.
A red-level spiritual material.
In order to hold this sword, Yi Jiangnan invested a lot of money.
However, Mo Ji did not disappoint him either. As he waved his arms, billowing waves of air surged. Some onlookers who were approaching were forced to leave.
Boom...
The big cauldron made a muffled sound.
Mo Ji's arms were like dragons, and the power of black energy and blood wrapped around Li Ding, and he suddenly moved Li Ding off the ground.
"Wow!" There was another exclamation.
Everyone in the Feixue Sect was stunned.
"How is that possible?" Liu Ding had an unbelievable look in his eyes. The ninth power tripod was actually moved.
This is a weight of nine thousand pounds!
However, Mo Ji's face turned red at this time, and his veins popped out, like a rolling dragon, and the power of blood and energy spurted out, but it was difficult for the cauldron to move up even half a point.
"Isn't it possible?" Everyone's eyes showed doubts.
Liu Ding was immediately overjoyed.
At this time, the young man in black clothes in the crowd trembled his lips and said with a smile: "Silly fat man, how can you move the earth with your own strength?"
"Huh?" Mo Ji heard a familiar voice, and his eyes showed ecstasy. He searched all directions and found the owner of the voice.
"One..." Before he could finish his words, he lost three of his strength when he was distracted, and the big cauldron crashed to the ground with a bang.