Carry out obscenity to the end

Spiritual inheritance does not need to be cultivated deliberately, as long as the spiritual power and comprehension are sufficient, you can digest these inheritances. Only after the digestion is complete, do you start to enter the stage of your own research and innovation.

Mo Yi's Taoism is also a unique skill. Although it is not as advanced as this round, it has the ability to accommodate everything, and its capacity is almost limitless. As long as the Taoism and Samsara are integrated, one's own strength can be as strong as sitting Like a rocket, it flew into the sky with a swish, even if it reached the realm of the strong before, it would not be difficult.

Human's sea of ​​consciousness has a poor boundary, just like the newborn planet, but it is always white, unless it is practiced, otherwise there will be no change in the sea of ​​consciousness even after death. The idiots are the idiots who have no change in the sea of ​​consciousness.

And Mo Yi's sea of ​​consciousness at this time has a large area of ​​purple qi, which is the purple qi brought by the Taoism, and there is also a void that is ten times the size of the purple qi. This void has no color. Even the white has been swallowed, and some are empty, and it is constantly attracting more white air to grow. This is the void at the beginning of reincarnation.

Mo Yi tried to draw the purple air of the Dao code that the well water does not interfere with the river water into this samsara void, and suddenly it was like water entering a boiling oil pan, and the void that swallowed the purple air fluctuated for a while. The sea was churning, and then the originally white mist began to roll with this fluctuation, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness was shaking and trembling. [

The change in the sea of ​​consciousness can't be hidden from Mo Yi, he has an inexplicable feeling that he seems to have done something wrong, like stabbing a hornet's nest, his body has been firmly suppressed and controlled, even in the shocking thunderstorm, the majestic and unfathomable power is still hidden. The spiritual power suddenly began to surge in the body, and the momentum was like a waterfall falling down from the sky, unstoppable, no matter how Mo Yi urged the Dao Code to suppress it, it would not help.

Mo Yi pressed his face bitterly, looking at the sky above his head.

Just after it dissipated, the sky with the sun shining through it was like ink, the clouds in the vast sky were all gathered together, and the clouds farther away continued to merge at a high speed, not just dark clouds, the ground blew gusts of bone-eroding wind, and the sky between the sky and the earth The sound of wailing echoed, not only the roar of the ancient fierce beasts in the clouds, but also this vortex that was constantly rotating, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth.

Mo Yi's complexion changed very badly, okay, the sky on the dark side is gloomy and dark, the wind is crying and the sand is howling, the sky and the earth are still whining, the whole end of the world.

The ninth time of the World-Mending Tribulation Thunder, because Mo Yi's Dao Code was out of control and unable to control the vigorous origin, the aura was exposed to the world without any concealment, and the World-Milling Tribulation Thunder came ahead of schedule.

Only the first robbing thunder took half of Mo Yi's life, and the second one left him hanging on his breath.

Mo Yi didn't even have the chance to open his mouth to scold the sky, and before he died, his blood was aroused.

Since the Dao Code was uncontrollable, it was completely crazy. He desperately pulled all the purple energy in the sea of ​​consciousness into the void of reincarnation, and the void began to twist and change, becoming chaotic, and Mo Yi, who was dying, absorbed a wave from this chaotic Reversing the vitality of Kurong, the avenue of reincarnation, Kurong, yin and yang and life and death, relying on the purple energy accumulated for thousands of years, Mo Yisha entered the first realm of reincarnation, Kurong.

Stronger than tenacity, the body that could not be hurt by the sharp sword of the magic soldier was completely destroyed by the thunder of the world-killing disaster, and he was dying.

And every time the power of Kurong's vitality passes through these damaged meridians, it will quickly repair it. This vitality completely activates the vitality of Mo Yi's body, and counteracts the overbearing destructive power of thunder with the power of abnormal vitality.

Mo Yi, who had been repaired for a while, barely stood up, and was about to shout, when a third, more ferocious tribulation thunder came towards him.

Mo Yi's eyes stared straight, this is his life, he burned all the spiritual power in his body instantly, in exchange for the sudden growth of vitality, he competed with the robbery thunder that entered his body to destroy it, and competed to repair it, and finally the robbery thunder was exhausted , Mo Yi's vast vitality obtained by burning his whole body's spiritual power was also exhausted, and the fourth tribulation thunder had begun to conceive.

Mo Yi, who was exhausted with almost no strength, raised his head resolutely, and roared loudly: "Heaven, open the door for the Lord, and the Lord agrees to ascend."

The doom of the sky seemed to be suffocated by these words. On the other side of the dark cloud, a black hole with auspicious light appeared, and then a beam of colorful light shot out from the black hole and landed on Mo Yi.

Mo Yi was conceived by the Lantian Realm, and the Heavenly Dao of the Lantian Realm regarded him as his son, and left a glimmer of hope for this strongest son. As long as he opened his heart and thought about ascension, Heavenly Dao would open the way for him to ascend.

Mo Yi, who was illuminated by the colorful light, finally breathed a sigh of relief, the light of receiving and guiding fell, and he no longer had to suffer from this perverted catastrophe.

Mo Yi began to fly up gradually, and his severely damaged injuries began to gradually recover under the light of receiving and guiding. Although he was abnormal compared to his vitality, he was not weak, especially when his spiritual energy was exhausted and his vitality continued.

"What's the situation?" Mo Yi looked puzzled at the thick Jieyun, which hadn't dissipated after the leading passage appeared.

"No!" Mo Yi wailed, his current body couldn't bear another thunderbolt. [

But no matter how he looked, he couldn't see that Tianjie had any intention of letting him go. Before he ascended into the guiding passage, he would be safe from another thunderstorm. The ancient face transformed by Jieyun was very clear, not only the eyes, but also the There was an invisible smile on his face.

Seeing that smile, Mo Yi wanted to go crazy, this was revenge, naked revenge, the sky is really too narrow-minded, playing like this will kill people, Mo Yi wanted to cry.

Mo Yi used the magic trick. In addition to burning spiritual power, many monks will control a magic trick, burn blood essence, force out all potential, and let the strength skyrocket in an instant. The higher the magic trick, the more powerful it will be. The stronger it is, the greater the after-effects.

Mo Yixiong has been number one in the Lantian Realm for hundreds of years, so what he possesses is naturally the highest-end magic art.

His hair turned white, wrinkles and old skin appeared on his face, his plump skin began to dehydrate and wither, and his strength recovered or even improved in a few breaths, and the price was that he sacrificed most of his vitality.

He integrated all the spiritual power into the void and transformed it into the power of vitality. A vast vitality repaired his withered body. At this time, Jie Lei bombarded him with an extinct passion. Once again life and death, repair and A contest of destruction.

The bones were destroyed and then reshaped, and the skin was burnt and then rebuilt. Mo Yi's entire body, hair, skin cells, bones, and flesh were repeatedly ravaged. During the breaking and reshaping, it was like entering eighteen layers of hell. Unimaginable torture in the world.

This kind of pain goes deep into the soul, and even his thousand-year-old enemy's strong will can't resist the pain of such a monstrous torrent. He wants to faint or fall asleep, but he can't. The extreme pain will wake him up and keep him awake all the time. suffer.

The robbery clouds in the sky had begun to dissipate, and Mo Yi finally entered the guiding passage.

The corners of Jie Yunzhong's faintly invisible smile turned up slightly, and Mo Yi saw it in a trance, it was raised, it was proud, as if he was saying loudly, 'I'll make you crazy again. '

"God, you are really 'excellent', I hate you."

This was Mo Yi's last thought before entering the black hole.