Nine suns stepping on the sky

Obtained from the inheritance of his deceased father, God Yang Lord, and practiced the "Treading the Heaven and Nine Suns" kung fu, Mo Yu officially embarked on the road of cultivation.

After entering the realm of the gods, the nine yangs returned to one, and then the cultivation base was improved, resulting in two phantoms of the gods on the left and right.

The altar is the foundation of qi and blood in the body, and the only divine sun is the concrete manifestation of his soul power. Once it is broken, his entire soul will also wither.

But the strange thing is that there is a crack in Shenyang, but Mo Yu doesn't feel any discomfort at this moment.

Without waiting for him to think too much, the two phantom images on the side of Shenyang were infused with powerful power, and suddenly became solid, emitting a strange scarlet light.

Click!

Click!

In a blink of an eye, the Shenyang was covered with cracks, and then collapsed.At the same time, the phantoms on both sides also shattered.

"what!"

Mo Yu roared in pain, his head seemed to be gouged hard, and the intense pain made him half kneel on the ground with his head in his arms.

In the soul space, the shattered Shenyang and the two collapsed phantoms merged together, turning into a magma-like viscous liquid, which slowly rotated and changed, exuding terrifyingly high temperatures.

The surface of the altar below melted, and complex and delicate textures emerged, spreading outward continuously.

At the same time, the sky of the entire soul world changed to a dark red color, and the inner wall became more solid as it squirmed.

It was precisely because of such earth-shaking changes that Mo Yu suffered such severe pain.

This is a metamorphosis of the soul level!

Gradually, a huge dark red vortex appeared in front of Shenyang, slowly rotating, exuding an ancient and vast aura.The surface of the altar below has become a layer of glass, and countless textures are combined to form strange runes, and the sky has become a pure dark red color.

The entire soul space has been completely reborn!

And at the moment when all this was formed, two pure and powerful bloodline forces suddenly appeared in Mo Yu's body, directly merging with his Xuanhuang bloodline.

It seems that they are of the same origin!

boom--

The violent breath erupted from Mo Yu's body, and the terrifying oppressive force caused the earth to collapse directly, creating countless huge cracks that criss-crossed.

Not far away, a three-eyed silver wolf was frightened by this breath, and suddenly turned around and fled with its tail between its legs.

Swah——

Mo Yu opened his eyes, and a dark red vortex appeared in his eyes, and it slowly dissipated after a few breaths.He lowered his head, glanced at the palm of his hand, lightly squeezed the space and made a muffled "poof", and twisted sharply.If you shoot with all your strength, you may not be able to tear it into pieces.

After a little calculation, the strength was more than doubled compared to before, and a layer of blurred and extreme boundaries appeared in Mo Yu's sense. If it is correct, this should be the upper limit of the strength he can accumulate in Wang Jie!To reach this level, he has to break through the imperial rank!

At that time, whether you can get the gift of heaven will depend on luck.

Roar--

With a dragon chant, the dragon of luck appeared, and large streams of white luck melted into its body, causing its body to grow rapidly.

Two feet two.

Two feet three.

Two feet four.

……

Three feet!

Three feet one!

……

In the end, it reached more than three feet nine, and it was only a little short of four feet!The emperor in white and the emperor in black are obviously monks with great luck in the holy demon and Abi circles. After taking their luck, Mo Yu's dragon of luck can skyrocket to such a degree!

His strength has skyrocketed and his fortune has increased greatly, but Mo Yu's face does not have much joy. He frowned, feeling the vortex in the soul space.

what on earth is it?

He raised his head, his eyes were deeply puzzled, as if he had crossed the space and landed far away.

……

Jiuxiao Shendao, Emperor Star.

Jiang Wujie suddenly opened his eyes, with a smile on his face, "The blood oven has finally been turned on!"

He stood up tall, and the invisible breath radiated, as if he had merged with the heaven and the earth, "This son, I will take the luck of the ancient land, and the general situation will be established by then, and the final destiny will no longer be possible." Change!"

……

Holy Demon Realm, Tongtian Tower, the tower is [-] stories high!

On the highest floor, an old man in a white robe sat cross-legged, his eyes were slightly closed, and a white lotus was placed between his brows, from time to time there was a glint of crystal light.

He is thin and not very tall, but sitting at this moment, he feels very tall... as tall as the sky!

Suddenly, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and the white lotus between his brows sparkled brilliantly, breaking out with a majestic momentum, as if to burst the entire world.

"What is it that makes the old man feel a warning sign?" The old man suddenly raised his hand and waved it in front of him, as if to dispel the fog.

A picture appeared in the space fluctuation, but it was so dark that it was impossible to see everything clearly.

The old man frowned even tighter, his eyes flashed brightly, and suddenly he raised his hand to point, and the dark shadow suddenly appeared layer after layer of ripples, and something was faintly revealed, but in the end it was a little bit short.

"Yaomo Shenglian, dispel the mystery!"

While sipping, the white lotus between his brows slowly turned, and a faint crystal light shot into the picture and shadow.

Click!

As if unable to bear this force, the figure shattered directly, but before that, the old man caught a ray of breath.

"An ancient land!" He said in a low voice, his eyes flickering.

……

Abi, hell.

This is a place where life is extinct, and there are only pure hell breaths. If a monk enters it and cannot resist, his mind will be attacked by the hell breath and turn into a ghost.Of course, if the mind is firm and unmoved, you can use the breath of hell to temper your soul will, and you are more likely to master the power of hell, and your strength will increase greatly.

Every year, millions of monks enter it, and a large part of them never leave... This is the burial place of the weak, and it is also the cradle of the birth of the strong!

In the deepest part of hell, a black palace stands quietly. This is a restricted area for monks, and even the monks of the Heavenly Dao cannot go here.

But for hundreds of millions of years, after all, there are people who can defy the sky and can do things that ordinary people can't do, can break through the shackles, and step into the restricted area.

All of these people stepped into the palace and never left again.

Leng Qianqiu, the strongest genius of the Leng family, has ventured into the abyss of hell seven times, and finally surpassed the limit, and was able to enter the black palace. He is the ninth disciple under the teacher's seat and lives on the first floor of the main hall.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up from his practice, stood up and bowed respectfully, "See teacher!"

Ripples appeared in the void, and one of the backs could be vaguely seen, "Qianqiu, as a teacher, I have noticed that there will be strange omens in the ancient land. Would you like to temporarily become a cultivator and enter it?"

Leng Qianqiu's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a look of surprise. He has cultivated for ten thousand years and stepped into the realm of heaven. His aptitude is comparable to ancient powers, but he is extremely respectful to his teacher and dare not be disrespectful.It can actually make the teacher feel...

He bowed and saluted, "The disciple is willing to share the teacher's worries!"

"Ten years later, I will send you into the wilderness as a teacher." The words fell, and the space returned to its original state.

……

Stone cave in the belly of the mountain.

Mo Yu opened his eyes, and with a "click", the two wild stones in his hands turned into powder and fell.

Without pausing, he casually picked up two pieces in front of him and closed his eyes to absorb the savage power from them.

At this moment, a beast roar suddenly remembered, Mo Yu opened his eyes, and his figure appeared in a void.

With a calm face, without the slightest hint of panic, he whispered, "Is this the beast god space?"

Refining wild stones and tempering the body, there is still a part of the power that will lurk in the monk's body. When the accumulation reaches a certain level, it will stimulate the beast god space.

At that time, a monk projection will enter it, bear the pressure of the beast god, and enhance the power of the soul.

Suddenly, the void was slightly distorted, and a huge figure appeared in front of Mo Yu.

Its body is ten thousand miles high, and its majestic pressure is as deep as a prison, filling the entire space in an instant.But the strange thing is that it is right in front of you, but you can't see its figure clearly, or you can see it clearly, but you can't remember it at all.

But at this moment, Mo Yu had no time to take this into consideration, he let out a muffled snort, and his body trembled slightly.

A powerful oppressive force acted on his shoulders, like an entire star, trying to completely crush him.

The test has already begun, the longer you persist, the more rewards you will get.

Mo Yu would not let go of any opportunity to improve his cultivation. Ten years may seem like a long time, but for a cultivator at his level, it is just a blink of an eye.

I don't want to be killed and dissipated between heaven and earth in the end, so I have to become stronger, stronger, and continue to be stronger!

He moved his feet and took a step forward!

Even if they stay where they are, the beast god's coercion will continue to increase. Compared with this, Mo Yu is willing to take the initiative to move forward.

The second step.

third step.

the fourth step.

……

Time passed quietly, and he moved forward step by step, but his movements became slower and slower. The increasing pressure made his whole body groan.

Severe pain gushed out from every inch of flesh and blood in the limbs and bones, filling the whole mind.Perhaps it was intentional. In the space of the beast god, the monk's projection of pain was at least ten times greater than the body's. Even with Mo Yu's will, he felt the limit when he walked here.

Just stop here?

Do not!

Mo Yu roared in his heart, he took a breath, raised his footsteps with difficulty, and stepped forward.

Seven steps!

Eight steps!

Nine steps!

No. 60...

With just one movement of his feet, his body suddenly collapsed, turning into light spots and dissipating.

……

In the cave, Mo Yu suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath.The projection in the beast god's space was so realistic that for a moment, he thought he was really dead!

The deep tiredness came from within his body, making him want to pass out, but Mo Yu gritted his teeth and persisted, even showing a little smile at the corner of his mouth.

The beast god space really lived up to its reputation, but in less than half an hour, it actually increased his soul power by nearly [-]%, and it became more solid!

In the induction, it is a little closer to the limit of Wang Jie's accumulation!

Taking a deep breath, suppressing all emotions, Mo Yu took out a pill and swallowed it, and began to recover with the help of the medicine.

In the ancient land, it is undoubtedly an extremely stupid behavior to keep oneself in a weak state for a long time.

A day later, Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes, a flash of light flashed, and his state had fully recovered.

With a flick of his sleeve, there was a stone on the ground, and a fully mature dragon plant grew on it.

There are not many wild stones left in the storage ring, and it is time to use this treasure that can give monks a trace of the power of a real dragon!

I don't know how much his strength can be improved by refining this thing?

A trace of anticipation flashed in his eyes, Mo Yu took a deep breath, raised his hand with five fingers spread, and held forward!

A trace of medicinal power rose up, turning into a dragon shape and roaring endlessly, as if trying to break free from the fate of being devoured and refined.

According to the rumors, once the Dragon Blossoming Grass matures, it will develop a bit of spiritual wisdom. If it is not picked by someone, it will eventually transform into a strange spirit dragon. Its whole body is composed of pure heaven and earth energy, and it is powerful.

The current performance of the medicinal power undoubtedly proves that this is indeed possible.

If it was a real spirit dragon, with Mo Yu's strength, he might not be able to subdue it.But this is only its initial medicinal state, how can it confront him.

With a thought in Mo Yu's mind, the absorption power suddenly increased, and the struggling medicinal power collapsed in a dragon shape, and melted into his body along his five fingers.

As soon as the medicinal power entered the body, the head of the blue dragon on Mo Yu's chest automatically emerged, opened his mouth and roared, and the speed at which the medicinal power of the Hualongcao spewed out suddenly increased, and within a few breaths, the precious spiritual grass withered completely and turned into fly ash .

A dragon-shaped medicinal power roared and walked in Mo Yu's body, and traces of pure power were continuously integrated into Mo Yu's body, which strengthened Mo Yu's physical body again.

With the last roar, the dragon-shaped medicine turned around and penetrated into Mo Yu's heart, making its beating sound more powerful. Every time it contracted, enough blood could be gushed out and flowed to every part of the body.

A strong physical body requires a strong enough heart, otherwise it will not be able to withstand the violent power it possesses, and it will explode in an instant.

After a few breaths, when the last trace of medicinal power dissipated, Mo Yu suddenly felt a strange force gushing out from every cell in his body.

Although it is weak, the damage it can erupt is astonishing!

This is the power of the real dragon!

Mo Yu didn't use his strength, and punched out!Hearing a dragon chant, the blasted energy turned into a flying dragon, blasting a deep hole in the ground, and countless cracks spread outward.

Mo Yu's eyes lit up. The power of this punch was actually comparable to that of the Emperor Putong. After being integrated into the body, his strength improved again.

Of course, this does not mean that anyone who obtains the Dragon Blossom Grass can have the power to counter the imperial rank.

If the cultivation base is not enough to forcibly refine it, not only will it not benefit, but it will be directly exploded by the powerful medicine.

This is a spiritual thing that gives the emperor level and enhances the cultivation base.

Of course, compared with the enhanced power, what is more important is to make the physical body stronger with the help of the tempering power of the Dragon Grass!

Mo Yu could feel that a single plant of Hualongcao had improved his physical quality by nearly [-]%, and his strength had increased greatly!

I'm afraid that with the physical body alone, you can fight against the high-level emperor!

Moreover, the improvement of his physical body allows him to accommodate more cultivation bases. With time, his strength can continue to increase, and he has greater confidence in hitting the bestowed by the heavens!

There was a faint smile on his face, leaving the Heiman tribe this time, the harvest was beyond imagination. It is worthy of the ancient land, although it is dangerous, it is also full of opportunities.

Now, it's time to go back, first take the mirage map into your hands, and then go to the Heiman tribe.Perhaps from there, some secrets about the ancient land can be obtained.

With a certain idea, Mo Yu stood up, waved his hand to open the restraint and flew out of the cave, and went straight to the direction of the Heiman tribe without stopping.