The monks present were stunned. Luo Mu glanced at everyone, knew that it was impossible, and asked, "What conditions?"

“It’s very simple!”

Yi Qianmo said, "You suppress your realm to the realm of destiny. In addition, if I win, you have to bet!"

"You're crazy!"

There was an uproar at the foot of the mountain, and Xie Lingyun and Jian Qing also frowned. She quickly looked at Jian Moping.

It seemed like he was saying that if Jian Moping persuaded him, even if he suppressed his power to the realm of destiny, you would face a Shura!

Jian Chenzi's combat power is incomparable to Shura of the same level. You must know that Shura clan is the most warlike and easy to kill. Every Shura clan that grew up is tempered in countless battles.

But Xie Lingyun found that Jian Moping had no intention of stopping it at all.

Jian Chenzi, who was not far away, sneered. If Luo Mu killed Yi Qianmo, he could get his sword back.

Luo Mu frowned. Without Jian Moping's obstruction, he would not have had to talk nonsense with Yi Qianmo and dared to steal his things, even if he was in the auction house?

"good!"

Romu said, "I can suppress the realm and even sign a life and death contract with you."

"Besides that, you have to take a bet!"

Yi Qianmo said.

"Um!"

Luo Mu frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly a drop of blood condensed in his hand, and said, "This is the talented essence and blood of my Shura clan. If you can defeat me, it will be yours!"

"Talented essence and blood!"

The monks present were stunned and looked at the bloody drop and were extremely envious. You should know that the Shura clan is the main method of blood cultivation, and its essence and blood have been tempered countless times.

After a drop of essence and blood is refined, it may even allow the monks in the low realm to break through directly, and the strengthening of the physical body is even more difficult to speak.

Not to mention, this is a drop of talented essence and blood. They didn't expect that Luo Mu would use talented essence and blood to bet.

"He can't lose at all, this is his confidence!"

"Yes, it's a surprise that Jian Chenzi will lose, but Luo Mu, as the Shura clan, grew up in killing. Even if he suppressed to the same level as Jian Chenzi, he could beat Jian Chenzi!"

They don’t know about the Nether Clan, but the Shura Clan knows about it.

The Shura tribe was born in the blood pool. They had no father or mother, but each blood pool was a Shura field. From the moment they were born, they would compete with other Shura in the blood pool.

A blood pool can produce tens of thousands of Shuras in a year, but only one Shura can come out of the blood pool and become a real Shura tribe alive.

The other Shura tribes will be killed, and all their talents will be swallowed by the living Shura. In this way, every Shura born from the blood pool is of extraordinary talent.

Since childhood, they have been homicidal, and from beginning to end, they have cultivated a huge murderous aura. Ordinary monks, let alone fighting against the Shura tribe, can scare them to the point of being so scared.

The weapon clan is different. The birth of the weapon clan has almost no killing. When you grow up, you won’t experience too many storms.

Yi Qianmo's eyes also lit up. He knew that he could not beat Luo Mu at all, but if the other party suppressed the realm and fought with him, it would be different.

It just so happened that he didn't know much about the Shura clan. From Luo Mu, he could also understand the true strength of the Shura clan. In the future, he would be twice the result with half the effort when facing Yu Xuanji.

He knew that Yu Xuanji was still alive, and his premonition had always been very strong. Although his calculations were very accurate, Yu Xuanji did not die so easily.

But I didn't expect that there would be such unexpected gains.

If a drop of talented essence and blood can be integrated into his body, he can cultivate the heart of the blood dragon. The Hunyuan sword body he had cultivated before also cultivated the way of blood.

In addition, his daughter An Ning also practiced the way of blood. If he could understand the way of Shura in this natural blood, he could even make An Ning cultivate the way of Shura.

"No, I'm not relieved if you suppress the realm yourself!"

Jian Moping said.

Romu frowned and said, "What does the Holy Majesty mean?"

Jian Moping immediately took out something and said, "This is the Qiankun Lock specially refined by my weapon clan. According to the needs, it can lock the realm of a monk. If you are willing to wear it and set the Qiankun Lock in the realm of destiny, I will feel at ease!"

Luo Mu's face changed. The most powerful person in the weapon clan was to refine weapons. Of course, he had heard of this Qiankun Lock. It was originally refined to suppress the monks.

He glanced at Yi Qianmo, and finally agreed, saying, "That's as His Highness the Saint wished, I'll wear this Qiankun Lock. However, after the battle, I hope His Highness the Saint will help lift it!"

“This is natural!”

Jian Moping said.

Romu took the chain and put it on. The chain immediately turned into a series of runes, entered his body, and then disappeared.

He felt a little uncomfortable, and his body's blood was confronting Qiankun Lock, but in the end he was suppressed, and his breath also entered the realm of destiny.

Although his strength has been weakened by most of the time, Romu's was not panicked at all. With his current strength, it was still easy for him to kill Yi Qianmo.

"What else do you have to ask for? Let's say it together!" Romu simply became generous, "not to end, you will not even have the chance to speak."

His murderous look was not intended to leave Yi Qianmo's life in the competition.

"Enough!"

Yi Qianmo said.

"Where is Your Highness?" Luo Mu looked over.

Jian Moping walked to him, explained a few words, and then went down the mountain, and naturally the rest did not stay.

After going down the mountain, Xie Lingyun immediately asked, "Why don't you persuade him? You're crazy. Not to mention the realm of destiny, even if Luo Mu suppressed to the peak of the Immortal Realm, he wouldn't be his opponent!"

"That may not be!" Jian Moping said.

She didn't know where Jian Moping got her confidence, but the rice had been cooked and she had no chance to regret it.

Top of the mountain.

Luo Mu stared at Yi Qianmo and said, "I just said that I will let you have three moves, and in addition, I will suppress the peak of the Immortal Realm of Power Dao!"

"Hmm?" Yi Qianmo frowned, "There are such good things?"

"Don't worry, I'm not giving in to you, but if I go beyond the realm and kill you like a useless person, it will insult my heart of Tao!"

Romu said, "But in order to hurry, I don't want to waste too long on you."

"Oh, that's right, otherwise, there's no need to give in to the three moves, let's start fighting just now?"

Yi Qianmo suggested.

Luo Mu smiled, and a sword light flashed in his hand: "You are very confident, but unfortunately you don't have the strength to be confident, but my words just now are still effective. I suppressed to the peak of the Immortal Realm. If you can hurt me, you will still win!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood and energy on his body were released. In the blood and energy, there was a huge murderous intent. At that moment, Yi Qianmo felt that he was not on the top of the mountain, but in a Shura hell.
Chapter completed!