"Why should heaven and earth hinder me from attaining the mysteries of the Dao Fa?"

Mo Heng looked at the black book in his hand solemnly, and his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

If it is in the ancient Yue Heaven.

What hinders him from comprehending the mysteries of the Tao is the power of heaven and earth! I'm afraid that in this life, he won't have any chance to peek at the mysteries of the Dao and take the most coveted step of countless Spirit Transformation Realm martial artists!

Bang bang!

Nan Luochen saw Mo Heng take out the black book, and said in his heart that this thing was the holy object that blocked the 'Spider Needle', and without saying a word, he dragged the yellow light in the sky and fell over. A little bit of light is like rain and mist, but it has endless power, surging towards Mo Heng drop by drop.

"Block!"

Countless sword rays poured out from his fingertips when he raised his hand, intertwined with the yellow light in the sky. Mo Heng saw Nan Luochen's body approaching, and subconsciously raised the black book in his hand above his head.

But at the moment.

As happened in the path of fire, it did not happen again. Nan Luochen was not a sixth-order red giant bird, his movements did not stop, and he was not deterred by the black book.

Opposite...

After Nan Luochen saw Mo Heng sacrifice the black book, the killing intent in his heart became even stronger, and the fire of jealousy became more and more surging, filling his entire heart.

"Boy, such a sacred artifact against the sky is not something that you can possess as a mere Spirit Realm martial artist! ”

Nan Luochen said in a low voice.

In the meantime...

He had already come to the top of Mo Heng's head, and the sword light in the sky could not stop him, and the yellow light that overflowed around his body was like the sickle of death, constantly approaching Mo Heng, threatening Mo Heng's life.

"Black books are useless too?"

Seeing this, Mo Heng's expression became anxious, and in desperation, his heart moved, and he put the black book into the stone, and began to flee towards the edge of the mountain range!

Can't beat it.

You can only run!

"Boy, do you think you can run away?" Seeing Mo Heng fleeing from afar, a trace of hideousness appeared on Nan Luochen's face, and then pursued in the direction that Mo Heng left.

The two of them flew one after the other, flying in the sky of the Nanluo Mountains.

Mo Heng's escape speed was already much slower than Nan Luochen's, and after almost a few breathing exercises, he was caught up by the other party, and he had no choice but to fight again.

Wow!

Countless yellow flocculents of light attacked from all directions, and Mo Heng used the power of heaven and earth to block them again and again.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Today's Mo Heng, his breath is already extremely weak. His clothes were in tatters, and there were some eye-catching blood marks on his body, which penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making him suffer from piercing pain all the time!

Even so.

The figure of Nan Luochen behind him was still in hot pursuit. After escaping for half an hour, Mo Heng couldn't throw the other party, but there were a lot of injuries on his body.

"The purple thunder can't be used anymore, but the Enlightenment Realm martial artist of the Nan family is still threatening my life, what should I do next?"

Mo Heng thought with a pale face.

He originally thought that he could escape from the Nanyu Mountain Range and go to the Sunset Moon Realm under the pursuit of Nanluochen!

Half an hour of flight...

Throwing away the delay in fighting Nan Luochen, it stands to reason that Mo Heng should also have traveled more than ten thousand miles. But even now, he is still hovering in this huge mountain range.

"Haha, boy, are you running?

Catching up with Mo Heng from the sky again, Nan Luochen said with a playful expression. Through this half-hour pursuit, I have to say that he also admires Mo Heng. With the cultivation of the Transformation Spirit Realm, being able to struggle for so long in the hands of a Enlightenment Realm martial artist, just by this alone, he can already be proud!

Even if you give Mo Heng a period of time to cultivate.

Nan Luochen can be sure that the other party will definitely be able to become a figure with a head and face in the Daoling Dynasty. You must know that if you can cultivate a heaven-level martial art to a certain level, your comprehension must not be bad.

"Luckily... This kid just cultivated the heaven-level martial arts to the realm of Xiaocheng. Otherwise, I might not be able to kill him here. Nan Luochen rejoiced in his heart. He thought that Mo Heng was just cultivating the heaven-level martial arts to the realm of Xiaocheng. Didn't know... The true meaning of the Nine Heavens of Sword Roar must be performed with a sword!

"What should I do! What am I going to do?"

Seeing Nan Luochen approaching step by step, Mo Heng felt bitter in his heart. At this moment, he no longer has any extra strength, and continues to use the sword for nine days, as for other means, whether it is the finger bones of the blazing seniors, or the black book, they can't pose any threat to Nan Luochen, so go on like this... The situation is not optimistic!

"Do you really want to leave everything to fate?"

Sweat fell from Mo Heng's forehead. Surrendering his future to an unknown fate, for Mo Heng, this is no way! Even if there is a glimmer of hope, he will not do it!

Especially after experiencing a reversal of the years...

Mo Heng was also very scared, he woke up from the brink of death again, and returned to the familiar western mountains! Although this possibility was very low, he didn't want the life he had so hard to accept to be broken again!

"No! I still have a chance! I have one last chance!"

Mo Heng saw Nan Luochen walking slowly, and his sea of knowledge actually came to the 'ocean' of Taoism and mystery again. At present, if you want to defeat the Nan family's Enlightenment Realm martial artists, the only way to do so is to participate in the mysteries of the Dao Law and become a Enlightenment Realm martial artist!

Rumble!

Knowing the sea vine to the Taoist mystery that is close to Mo Heng. At this moment, a mysterious power fluctuation from heaven and earth appeared in vain and began to hinder his contact with the Dao Fa Mysteries!

"Hmph! Heaven and earth block, then I will break the shackles of heaven and earth! My fate can only be controlled by me!"

Mo Heng snorted, and Zhihai once again rushed towards the Dao Fa Mystery that was close to him. Even though he had failed countless times in the previous clearing, he still didn't give up.

This is already his last chance!

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

Either break the shackles of heaven and earth and take charge of the future destiny! Or... Controlled by fate, you can't get rid of the shackles of fate!

"Break! Break it for me!"

Mo Heng roared hysterically in the depths of his heart, and his sea of consciousness is now also frantically competing with the power fluctuations between heaven and earth, constantly impacting the obstacles of heaven and earth, and wanting to comprehend the mystery of his Dao law!

Bang!

Knowing the sea and the power fluctuations collide together!

However, the power of living beings is limited after all. Even though Mo Heng's will was very tenacious, he was a weak creature in the ancient heavens, and he simply didn't have enough foundation to compete with the power fluctuations from heaven and earth. Although this power fluctuates and is very weak, it may only be one billionth of the power of the entire heaven and earth, but Mo Heng still has no way to break through the obstacle of this force!

"Is it going to be over?"

Zhihai was shocked back again, Mo Heng smiled bitterly, and his expression suddenly became lonely and desperate.

The reason for his despair is not that he will be wiped out by Nan Luochen immediately, but that he is desperate for this sad fate; he has obviously been recognized by the Tao and Dharma in heaven and earth, but he has no way to comprehend this mysterious power; he is desperate for this journey of creation and man!

"Fate, in that case, then I'll leave everything to fate. Whether I can get back on my feet in this wilderness, or from where I'm going to get up, I've tried..."

The blood marks on his body are still rippling with a piercing pain. Mo Heng looked at Nan Luochen who walked in front of him, and smiled palely, behind this smile was his compromise with fate and his sigh for fate.

"It's over!"

This was said by Nan Luochen. Seeing that Mo Heng gave up resistance, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and at the same time, the yellow light floc around him bloomed in vain, followed by a narrow yellow spear, condensed by thousands of light floc, appeared in his hand, exuding terrifying power fluctuations!

No matter how proud Mo Heng is...

No matter how terrifying the forces behind Mo Heng are. The other party killed the top martial artist of their Nan family, which was equivalent to breaking the foundation of their Nan family. There's no way he'll show mercy!

What's more...

On Mo Heng's body, there are also holy relics that Nan Luochen dreamed of. That supreme divine artifact containing the mysterious power of heaven and earth, if he can obtain it, it will definitely make a qualitative leap in strength! When the time comes, perhaps with his own strength, he can also let the Nan family gain a firm foothold in the entire Sunset Moon Realm!

"Boy, die! Only death is your final destination!" Nan Luochen's eyes suddenly coldened, and then the spear in his hand that emitted a yellow faint light stabbed directly into Mo Heng's heart.

It was after he broke through the realm of enlightenment.

The only magical power mastered - 'Spider Needle'!

"Where I be, only death?"

Mo Heng listened to Nan Luochen's words, Ben calmed down, he actually struggled again, he opened his eyes violently, looked at the spear that attacked, for no reason, he began to try to impact the obstacles of heaven and earth again, "No one can control my fate, you can't!

Rumble!

The voice fell.

In Mo Heng's mind, a very ancient aura suddenly stirred up. This aura is very similar to the aura of the black stone tablet he encountered in the northwest at the beginning, and it has experienced the baptism of time.

At the same time.

In front of Mo Heng's eyes, a very old picture began to emerge. In that picture, countless creatures of the ancient period gathered around each other and raised their heads one after another, as if at the top of the firmament, there was a terrifying existence that was about to descend into the world!

"Hundred Races Enlighten the Heavens!"

Mo Heng exclaimed.

But at this time, the picture in front of him, for some reason, began to dissipate strangely, and at the same time, any memory of this ancient picture was gradually forcibly erased from Mo Heng's mind.

Until when Mo Heng remembered...

When there was no longer any picture of the Hundred Races Qitian, the ancient aura that came from his mind fluctuated along the power fluctuations of the sea of knowledge to heaven and earth!

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