The dense forest is quiet and deep, and on the tall ancient trees, Mo Chenxiao lies quietly, and he doesn't know what he sees in his dreams, and there is always a light smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, mother......!"

A slight murmur, quietly overflowing from the lips, was pure and quiet.

The moonlight turned from bright to dark, experienced a gloomy night, the sun gradually rose from the side of the mountain, a little bit of brilliance, like jade sprinkled, fell on Mo Ta's body, Mo Chenxiao's fingers moved slightly, playing with the sunlight falling on his chest, unconsciously, it was noon.

At this time, the sun was already hot and dry, but after experiencing the cover of layers of green leaves, it was warm and cool, and Mo Chenxiao, who had tasted sleep, woke up after pushing away the Yuhua between his eyebrows.

"It's been a night......!" Mo Chenxiao murmured, the scene in the dream had been forgotten, but unconsciously, he remembered the past, everything in the dream had been experienced in his mind again, Mo Chenxiao shook his head, this scene seemed to be seen, but where it was, but there was no way to find it.

"Mother, father, I miss you so much!" a slight murmur, there was no hatred in his eyes, only longing, six years of farewell, just like yesterday.

After a long time, Mo Chenxiao picked up his longing, his eyes turned, he looked around, walked a few steps, reached out and picked a green peel fruit, knocked it open, and sucked the milky white juice.

"Prepare a few more. Mo Chenxiao muttered to himself, picked more than ten in a row from the tree, and threw them on the ground before climbing down from the tall ancient tree.

Collecting all the fruits on the edge of the tree roots and storing them carefully, Mo Chenxiao found a raised root, sat on it, and slowly closed his eyes.

The dense forest is deep, the sunlight is difficult to transmit, but there is still a little bit of light shining on his body, hazy, Mo Chenxiao's arm began to dance, as if concluding some kind of mysterious seal, and as if running some kind of esoteric trajectory, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, like fast and slow, arm waving like a flowing wind, fingers shuttling like weaving flowers.

As time passed, the Dragon's Blood Prison seemed to hear a slight murmur, felt the nameless call, and began to surge nameless changes, as if life was beginning to be conceived, and creation was insignificant.

The blood color of the blood lotus gradually and completely faded, the state of the lotus gradually disappeared, only the quaint stone eggs such as rock in the blood sea sky pool sink and float, slowly sink, when the stone eggs completely sink into the bottom of the pool, a slight vibration comes out, the pool surface water ripples, inexplicable gold, overflowing from under the stone eggs, the blood red veins are rendered, into the color of pure gold, the gold points climb, extending outward, when the gold completely dyes the veins at the bottom of the entire blood sea Tianchi, a huge golden light, bursts out from the lines, rushes to the sky, and completely dyes the entire blood sea Tianchi into gold red, above the blood sea Tianchi, it is all a piece of pure gold, the golden glow is bright, and the brilliance is shining。

"Yin and Yang have a number, all things are normal, there are changes in change, there are changes, the spirit of all the gods, a hundred directions gather, temper the flood; the gods cross by themselves, the heaven and the earth should go, the grass and trees are long, the avenue is constant, life is like a rainbow, a thought and a nurture are brilliant!"

Mo Chenxiao muttered the notes of creation, hand-weaving the melody of creation, resenting the dragon's blood prison, the dragon cocoon gradually took shape, and began to beat slowly in the golden-red sea of blood, and the rhythm of life had begun to be born.

The golden light spread through the void, breaking through the barrier of the Blood Prison, like a golden sun, shining from his mind, and the golden light poured over his body.

Mo Chenxiao's body underwent earth-shaking changes under the illumination of the golden light, and the martial veins that had been broken were the first to be recast by the golden light at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Chenxiao's body was a little black, gray, and dull, all of which turned into nothingness under the golden light.

Mo Chenxiao's body is being refined, reforged, and the marrow is no different.

The hair that was originally broken, dry, and looked very bad was also completely washed, and the bad hair fell all over the sky, and new hair grew, neat, black and shiny, growing inch by inch, reaching the waist and back.

The skin of the whole body is washed, pieces of filth are pushed and washed out, and then shaped, the body surface is as white as jade, faintly revealing brilliance, ten fingers are corrected, become beautiful and slender, and the blood has been replaced, such as a deep mountain spring, bubbling and flowing, thoroughly pure, the five internal organs have been mysteriously shaped and strengthened, and the five elements of yin and yang have been adjusted, orderly, as if they are in harmony with the nature of heaven and earth, the breath is gentle, quiet and long.

The whole body has undergone tremendous changes, the bone deformation caused by long-term abuse, bone marrow atrophy, serious depletion of spirit and spirit and other problems have completely disappeared, the bones have been reshaped piece by piece, the bone marrow has been refreshed, reborn, the spirit is vigorous, the eyebrows and eyes are smart, the lips are red and the teeth are white, the face is like jade, the facial features are crystal clear, the contours under the skin are faintly visible, the drum of the earlobes, and the bridge under the nose.

Mo Chenxiao got a new lease of life.

His figure is tall inch by inch, and at this moment, he really looks like a sixteen-year-old boy.

"Shape, Shape!"

The melody in Mo Chenxiao's hand ended, the golden light gradually dissipated, he opened his eyes, and saw that his eyes were smart and picturesque, and he got up quietly, but he didn't touch the ground, like a god who did not perform on earth.

After a while, Mo Chenxiao's feet fell to the ground, sticking to the dust again, and all the visions on his body slowly disappeared.

"Is this the baptism when the dragon cocoon is formed?"

Mo Chenxiao raised his arm, looked at his hands that had changed a lot, with a moving smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked down at the bloody clothes on his body, feeling like he was covered with a layer of filth, his body shook slightly, and a nameless energy stirred up, completely sweeping away the already broken clothes.

The bloody clothes were very deep, stiff and dyed with black ash and sweat, and then stained with blood, showing dark red, and very tattered, at this time they became inch by inch and fell to the ground, Mo Chenxiao's mind moved, and the fog around him surged, gradually turning into a pure red shirt.

There are strange patterns blooming on the clothes, which are from the lines on the mountain, combined with the lotus patterns, becoming beautiful and natural, looking at the red clothes on the body, Mo Chenxiao nodded with satisfaction.

"After the baptism of the Resentful Dragon's Blood Prison, the whole body has undergone a transformation, like a new life, and now you, in this Black Mist Mountain Range, there are few enemies. Wei Yu said.

"However, in the Black Mist Mountain Range, there are still things that you can't beat, what to do next, you decide for yourself, however, before acting, it is best to practice a practice first, after all, baptism only transforms your body. ”

"Do you practice a martial art!" Mo Chenxiao was slightly silent.

The Mo clan does not lack powerful exercises, although it may not be comparable to the blood prison of the resentful dragon, but it ...... He didn't have the idea of cultivating those exercises right now.

"Hahaha...........!"

"The Demon Dao is infinite, three thousand are respected, I have the Demon Dao Three Thousand Floors, and today I will stand in the Resentful Dragon Blood Prison for you to choose. ”

"Demon Dao, Transform!"

Nightmare laughed, and a pitch-black beam of light flew out from the demonic mark, straight to the Blood Prison, and fell into a high surging sand, and then, a tall building slowly rose under the black mist.

The gate of the Demon Road, as high as a hundred zhang, above the giant gate, condenses the image of the demon, an ancient plaque, on the book 'Three Thousand Floors of the Demon Road'.

The three thousand floors of the Demon Road stand, revealing countless eaves and windows, all revealing the simplicity and subtlety, and expounding the truth of the Demon Road.

The extreme darkness of the heaven and the earth, the outline of the bad eight wildernesses!

Mo Chenxiao's eyes were closed, and with a slight sense, he stood in front of the magic tower, and the gate of Baizhang seemed to feel his breath and slowly opened.

"Is this the way of the devil?"

Mo Chenxiao did not rush in, but closed his eyes, taking heaven and earth as his eyes, and looking at it from countless angles, the entire three thousand floors of the Demon Dao were like a truth that existed in the dark, revealing the truth of the Infinite Demon Dao.

Immediately, Mo Chenxiao opened his eyes, like an ant standing under the demon giant, looking up at the vastness of ten thousand demons.

Walking into the three thousand floors of the magic road, the first thing that catches your eye is the infinite emptiness, itself is like a drop in heaven and earth, above the sky, a little firefly is illuminating, like a star, around the magic building, through the sky, the dome is the vortex of the galaxy, infinite rotation.

Mo Chenxiao was not bound by space in the Blood Prison of the Resentful Dragon, and as soon as his body was vertical, he flew into the sky, approaching the little fireflies.

These fireflies all come from the attics, and the light shines through the attic windows.

Mo Chenxiao's footsteps landed in front of an attic, in front of him was a simple and old wooden door, and after a little look, he gently pushed the door in.

In the attic, rows of bookshelves are placed in an orderly manner, and there is an oil lamp the size of a human head, which shines brightly.

Mo Chenxiao flipped through the bookshelves at random, and soon, his eyes were attracted by a black book stored alone, inlaid with gold edges, this book was very heavy, and it was nearly twice as large as other books, made of special materials, and Mo Chenxiao took the book down.

"Crack!"

On the cover, there is only this one word, but it is shocking, at a glance, it seems that everything is collapsing, the sky is falling, and everything around is falling apart and destroyed.

On the edge of the crack, there are a few cracks, like a side of the earth about to crack, constituting the entire cover.

Mo Chenxiao pondered and gently opened the book.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack......!"

On the first page of the book, there are dozens of characters written in different fonts, each of which expounds the meaning of 'crack', in a different posture and in a different form.

Mo Chenxiao flipped through the pages of this book, in this book, it is all about the rift road, a 'split' word, causing the mountains and rivers to collapse, all things to collapse, the void to break, everything in the world is decomposing, cracking, shattering, and disappearing.

This is a book that expounds on the 'split' path, and contains the most fundamental path of the division of all things.

At the end of the book, there are seven pages of pictures of the destruction of heaven and earth, the exhaustion of all things, the exhaustion of the sea, the shattering of the flood, the tilt of the sun and the moon, the gathering of the stars, and the destruction of living beings.

"Rift!"

"One of the three thousand demon paths, the heavens and the earth are cracked, and everything is destroyed!"

Mo Chenxiao pondered for a moment, put down the book, and picked up a dry book on the second layer.

Xuan Tao cracked. ”

This is a book that goes from the water into the cracked road, the Xuantao cracked the road, the stormy waves, and washed the vast rivers and mountains.

A drop of water can penetrate the mountain stone.

Heavy rain, a rain, heaven and earth weather, washing the vast earth.

Flowing into the sea, infinite water forms the ocean, the state of nature, giving birth to creation and destruction.

The ultimate goal of the Xuantao Rift is not to destroy all things, but to disintegrate and rebirth, and finally transform into magic.

"Duyuan Rift Dao!"

It is said that every time the earth cracks and reorganizes, a new substance is produced to adapt to future changes. The Duyuan Rift is the power to explain the disintegration and reorganization of the earth, and finally achieve the ultimate prison king.

Those who have attained great cultivation are called the Nine Hell Kings.

Mo Shenyuan is the first Nine Hell Kings and the author of this book.

"Skybreaker!"

The power of the shattering of the heavens and the earth.

"Shattered and vast!"

The power of the vast, broken.

"Nine Tribulations of Withering!"

The power of exhaustion.

"Shattering the Heavenly Doom!"

The doom of the extinction of heaven and earth.

"Bury dry bones in the ground and sink a thousand hatreds!"

Hate the word to close the pen, helpless to look at the eyes, and finally regret.

The books here are all about the crack, each with its own strengths, and Mo Chenxiao didn't read it carefully.

He didn't have the idea of cultivating the Split Dao, but he still picked it up because there was a word of hatred in the book.

Hate the euphemism of the word, the irreparable hate, the deep hate, hate, he wants to find out the meaning of the word.

Mo Chenxiao's eyes were slightly closed, and there was hatred in his heart, which was the hatred of the mountains and rivers withering and everything disintegrating, and it was also the hatred that was irreparable and difficult to close.

He swallowed the word and struggled for six years, and eventually, he swallowed it and picked up the name of evil and demon.

I exhaled slowly and began to read.

This is a book left by the Hellless Dark King, which briefly records the life of the Hellless Dark King's long-term love, but in the end, it was defeated by the ruthless years, leaving a lot of regrets.

The origin of this book is that the Helllord was about to end his life and was transformed by his own fallen heart of darkness, which is imprinted with the unique sin of the Hellless Darkking.

But this dry skin book has no sin fire lines, just a dry skin book that seems to have been separated for a long time.

"Buried bones, Liutao peerless, the sky is obscure, eternal hatred is impermanent, the night of forgetting the soul, the door of the burial!"

This is a six-style trick recorded in the dry skin book, and it is also a means for the Hellless Dark King to run rampant in the world, but it also expounds an amorous but ruthless story.