Chapter 320: The Storm and Clouds Are Surging
Soon all the spells settled, and only the light cocoon was suspended in mid-air, flashing with pale golden aura. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
And all this in just a quarter of an hour.
Several ancestors were sweating profusely, obviously a lot of burden and great consumption.
However, at the moment when the light cocoon was formed, they all secretly rejoiced, knowing that this was half the battle.
However, even so, they did not dare to relax, and the more they went to the back, they needed to be more cautious.
They are even prepared to fail.
If they really fail, even if they spend their essence and blood, they will do their best to keep the ink soul safe.
This is also one of the reasons why the Mohong couple chose so much.
And at this moment, if there is an outside Dan Xiu here, I am afraid that he will be shocked.
Because the scene at this moment, no matter how you look at it, it looks like alchemy!
Use the flesh of the ink soul in the light cocoon as a furnace to smelt the new soul!
It's too unbelievable, even in some out-of-the-way ancient books, such a method is only a few records.
Few people dare to try it for themselves.
After all, once you fail, it will be the end of ruin.
However, at this moment, the ancestors of the Mo family are at ease and methodically controlling the light cocoon.
From time to time, the three ancestors took out a spiritual herb from the void, smelted it into a medicinal liquid, and threw it into a light cocoon.
The remaining four sat down cross-legged, their hands constantly playing one trick after another towards the light cocoon.
It was like controlling the Dan Furnace, making the aura on the light cocoon more and more abundant.
In this cycle, time is fleeting.
It was a full ninety-nine eighty-one days before the ancestor stopped his movements, and his face was pale.
But a pair of eyes were flashing with essence, looking at the constantly rotating light cocoon in mid-air with anticipation.
To this day, the color of the light cocoon has long since changed to a chaotic color, which looks a little weird.
The ancestors stopped making a move, and sat quietly cross-legged around, closely following the changes in the light cocoon.
They have done everything they can do, and the next thing is to see if Mo Soul can hold on.
Although the appearance of the light cocoon is calm, each of them knows extremely well in their hearts that the ink soul inside the light cocoon must be in pain.
That kind of pain may be a little unbearable even for them who are old and immortal, not to mention that Mo Soul An is just a child who is less than six years old?
Several ancestors glanced at each other, and they all sighed lightly.
Next, it's just up to the little soul to have her own creation......
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At the same time, a major event occurred in the outside world that caused a sensation in the entire Li Lan cultivation world.
The immortal palace before the ancient times is about to descend on Li Lan!
I don't know where this matter came from, and in just a few days, it swept all over Lilan.
Although it was only a ruined remnant of the former Immortal Palace, it was enough to drive countless monks crazy.
However, it was very soon, and this sensation was suppressed by the joint efforts of several great immortal factions of Li Lan.
Despite the indignation of a large number of monks, they were powerless to resist.
Those small sects were even more angry and unwilling to give up.
As a result, the entire Li Lan cultivation realm was surging, and it fell into a short silence.
Even some hermit families, after confirming the news, also sent their clansmen to be born.
The same is true of the Mo family.
It's just that compared to other hidden families, it is extremely low-key.
Only a group of juniors went to the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.
The only one who led the team was Mo Hai, who had just broken through the Jindan Realm, that is, Mo Soul'an's eldest brother.
Now less than thirty years old, his talent is high enough to crush most Tianjiao in the outside world.
The rest of the clansmen who accompanied him, although they were young, were equally gifted.
The youngest of them is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is already in the middle stage of foundation building, and his talent is catching up with Mohai.
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Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
The outside of the Mo family hall has long been empty, and only occasionally passers-by will stop and look inside the clan hall.
But they all left in a hurry.
The matter of Asgard has now become an after-dinner conversation for cultivators.
has not yet completely descended, but the Ten Thousand Demon Cave has already been divided by many forces.
The most eye-catching thing is not the immortal cultivators like Haoran Sect, but those hidden families that have not been born for a long time, as well as some mysterious forces.
These existences are existences that even a big faction like the Haoran Sect would not dare to provoke easily.
Before the remnants of the Asgard Palace had really descended, so many hidden forces had been involved that the world had never heard of.
At the same time, many monks were secretly frightened, and at the same time, they were even more frightened.
While some people are afraid to retreat, others see an opportunity.
As soon as the hidden world forces came out, the cultivation world was no longer dominated by the major factions of the Haoran Sect.
So under this, many small sects and factions have joined forces to form an alliance, and finally occupied a place in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves.
And those who are loose cultivators, even more so, formed a scattered cultivation alliance under the order of a Jindan scattered cultivator.
There is even the addition of the old monsters, so that the big factions of the Haoran Sect have to be afraid and can no longer suppress it.
In the end, he could only compromise and reach an agreement with them to secretly allocate the quota for entering the remnants of the Asgard Palace.
There is also a demon cultivator attacking, and with tough and bloody means, he won a stronghold in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.
During this period, monks from all over Li Lan rushed to the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.
Even some monks who have not yet built a foundation for cultivation want to come and find an opportunity to gain an immortal path.
Many old people in the cultivation world shook their heads and sighed: This time, Li Lan's cultivation will reshuffle the pattern.
Two years have passed under this scramble.
The pattern in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves has been decided, and all forces occupy one side, do not interfere with each other, and they are accumulating strength one after another, waiting for the real arrival of the remnants of the Immortal Palace.
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Although the Ten Thousand Demon Cave has a cave character, it is actually a mountain range.
It covers an extremely large area, spanning almost five states.
At this moment, in the sky above the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, the void shattered, and countless pitch-black cracks flashed, like a swimming snake dancing.
Behind the crack, everyone can clearly see that it is a hazy world.
There are carved beams and painted pillars, pavilions and pavilions, like a fairyland.
Even from those cracks, there was a rich aura overflowing.
With just one bite, it can make people's cultivation grow instantly.
Two years ago, there was a Jindan monk who flew into the air regardless of the tearing power of the void, and although he was severely injured by the residual power of the space, he absorbed the rich spiritual power at the critical moment.
It was actually a breakthrough on the spot, and his cultivation climbed all the way, breaking through from the early stage of Jindan to the consummation realm of the late stage of Jindan before stopping.
This shocked everyone who witnessed it at the time.
What kind of aura is this? It is clearly the immortal energy of the fairy palace realm!
Everyone instantly boiled and their eyes were red.
However, in the next moment, the fire that ignited in the bottom of his heart was killed by the explosion of the Jindan monk, and it was extinguished in an instant.
Everyone was shocked into a cold sweat, looking at the flesh and blood spilled from the sky, and only then did they react in hindsight.
Immortal energy, that is the sublimation of aura, but it has long gone beyond the scope of aura.
It was a more dense and pure energy, how could it be absorbed by mortals like them who had not yet ascended to the immortal realm?
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