Fire Clan Ancestral Land. There is a constant spread of it. It is rumored that the Fire Clan's leylines have cracked. This ancient star was on the verge of destruction. The original Fire Clan's ancestral land is also collapsing. It was taken advantage of by the monks of other star fields. Even the opportunities contained in the ancestral land are being squeezed. But no Fire Clan people came in. It is tempting to be confused and disdainful.

Moli walked forward. The monks who hid in the shadows were slain by their Thunder Clan. He could feel the murderous aura hidden in the crowd. Resentment towards him. At the drop of a hat. Without hesitation. Kill it with its furious means.

Ink is gone. God King Ding had already refined a lot of fire fish into a bowl of golden blood. Beneath it was filled with the runes of the fire fish. It's like the chains of order are intertwined and rippling. It exudes a strong atmosphere. The surging vitality is refreshing.

Mo Li distributed it to the bald chickens and even the fat Taoist priests. And he is devouring it all. The whole person's body suddenly burst into brilliant light. There are pulsing runes circling around. It looks bizarre. Moli's frontal bone is glowing. The third eye, hidden beneath the flesh, squirmed. It seems to open up naturally. But there was only a thin slit flowing.

Moli knows. This is the Source Spirit Eye that needs to be completely opened. A technique recorded for the Source Spirit. Able to break through the strange stones of the world. This has a natural advantage for finding the leylines of mountains and rivers. It can even decide whether or not you can truly step into the Source Heavenly Master in the future. Breaking through everything in the world. Life and death parting. Life and death.

And the glow of the frontal bone. This is to interweave the lines of debut and reason. Condense yourself. The first step in creating your own spell.

Moli's mind was ethereal. Natural and elegant. The complexion is bronzed. There are runes flowing. Mo Li, on the other hand, is to restrain these forces flowing through his body. Completely seal him into his own flesh and bones. It is already at the extreme point of the next realm's conceived spirit body. But Moli was still not satisfied. He's going to be greedy for a big one. It is necessary to condense a spirit body that has also reached the extreme. It's a threshold. Because once upon a time, no man, or even a god, could do that. Even with such a crazy idea, there were many difficulties in implementing it. And the most terrifying thing is the consumption of the catastrophe. It's almost hard to beat.

Moli believes that heaven rewards hard work. Being able to rely on oneself to carve out a point that was difficult for the ancients to achieve represents a kind of transformation. Don't stick to the words of the ancients. Strive to push your limits. Nurture the strongest spirit body.

Until half a month has passed. Mo Li completely banned the essence of Huoyan Fish. But there was still a slight spillover. Flowing in flesh and bones. His countenance grew lighter. Heaven is full. Rejuvenated. There are restrained runes wriggling in every move. Magical and mysterious.

Now. Within his little world. The god of doom has long been taken away by him. Although it has a terrible body. However, there is still a lot of lead left in its veins. It has not been really honed and tempered. It is difficult to compare with the deity.

And if you want to pour the essence of the golden liquid this time into the body of the spirit body. It is quite possible to trigger unpredictable factors. And the looting from the sky is an inevitable link. Only after the baptism of the catastrophe can the lead bloom fade. Leave the essence behind.

And bald chickens and even fat Taoist priests and apes are disgusted. Even the greedy wolf king. They were all permeated with a golden aura. They are trying their best to transform. Eliminate impurities from the body. Leave your own essence. Their frontal pressure was shiny. Brilliant spirits. Extraordinary. Especially the ape Zhu is disgusted. The originally broken bones were now with continuous silk threads, like light entwining. Trying his best to repair the cracks on it. Zhu Yan's expression became more and more brilliant. There is an unconcealed sense of excitement. Because his memories seem to be surfacing. That's a matter of talent.

Almost every kind of divine beast has no corresponding cultivation spell or mantra for their innate supernatural powers. Some are just metamorphosis caused by blood. This triggers its own advancement. It's a process. For example, the King of Greed. It is claimed that gluttony is not guilty. And his technique is peculiar. Even a mysterious feeling is felt. And the seventy-two changes of the ape Zhu Yan are partly due to the mutation of the bloodline of the fighting holy ape. Now. Accompanied by the infusion of the fire fish. The essence of the original precipitation is being volatilized. Completely sunk between the bones. And his spells seem to be activated in dormancy......

Mo left him and set off again. Go and find pure-blood creatures again. Distill them into the essence. This is of great benefit to their practice.

Mo is full from heaven. When the soles of the feet are waved, they can use the source spirit technique to sense the changes in the leylines of mountains and rivers. Even this Fire Clan's ancestral land could vaguely sense fluctuations that were not weak. It was as if even the air was filled with a suffocating coercion.

The fat Taoist priest accompanied him. Threatens to help Moli. They go deep into the mountains. Wandering on the cliffs. Look for the traces of pure-blooded creatures. And they were on the run for a long time. But I heard an earth-shattering news again. Almost the entire Fire Clan's ancestral bean sprouts are wanted by Mo Li. If anyone can tell him the news? There is a staggering bounty.

And they threatened. The Eucharist slaughtered their celestial pride. It has single-handedly changed the future world pattern. They will do the right thing for heaven. Eradication of the Eucharist. Don't let him depress the world again. The Eucharist has not fallen. Nearly extinct.

And on the same day. Moli was hit hard. Ten people gathered around. Bearing a terrible mark. Shoot viciously. There was no mercy. That battle Moli sacrificed out of the extreme realm. The sky was dark. The sun and the moon have no light. Mountains and rivers are broken. It seems to be stormy. Mo Li also got terrible news from this killing secret, it was the mark of the people of ThunderClan. This is to destroy him completely.

The Eucharist is gone. It's gone. Today's strong rise is nothing but a tiger in vain.

Such words instantly spread throughout the entire Fire Clan's ancestral land. No one doubts the weight of this clan's words. Because they come from antiquity. Experienced the splendor and decline of the Eucharist. Now it's the end of the Dharma era. It's all in the past.

Damn it. Where the hell did these puppies come from? It's so rampant. It really would be someone from ThunderClan. The fat Taoist priest scolded and said. There is an unconcealed killing machine.

Maybe it's really possible that they were shuttled here from ancient stars from other star fields. Perhaps this ThunderClan may also be a sideline of the ancient era. Otherwise, how could there be a starry sky ancient road. The bald chicken's eyes stared at the sky brightly. Looks thoughtful.

The four clans of wind, rain, thunder and lightning are now the only ones left who have not appeared. This starry sky ancient road has never been peaceful. Is this related to the tranquility of the Starry Sky Ancient Road? Mo Li is the most strategic. Said to himself.

Gradually, they walked towards the front. There was the sound of the beast roaring. And the movement is still extremely harsh. It made his heart sink slightly......