Mo Yunnei looked at his meridians, which were slowly shattering at the moment, as if they were about to burst with their muscles and bones in the next moment, so he didn't care about much, turned out the jade bottle, and took it directly.

When Rin Rin saw the jade bottle, she just reacted, but she saw that Mo Yun had already taken it, and couldn't help but exclaim: "You can't take it, how can it be like this, that drop of blood..."

Mo Yun, who had taken the blood, instantly felt that the dantian was starting to heat up, and the position of the nine Dao hearts slowly began to burn, and the pain, burning, and tearing pain made him float out of the consciousness of death.

Xiao Qi, who was far away in the Dongying Continent, was sitting in his ancient demon hall, and suddenly felt his heart contract, and his breathing became short, and the feeling of suffocation that could not get up was unbearable.

The blood dragon outside the main hall noticed something unusual, hurriedly walked into the hall, looked at Xiao Qi, and called softly: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

"Quick, let the tree grow old. Xiao Qi squeezed out a sentence with difficulty, the blood dragon did not dare to slack off, turned into the body and flew into the forbidden land, hearing about Xiao Qi's matter, the old man looked up at the sky, and his face changed drastically.

Stepping on the blood dragon, coming to the Ancient Demon Palace, and the moment he saw Xiao Qi, Shu Lao hurriedly said: "Run the Qilin Dao Method, hurry up and echo with Mo Yun, there is a crisis on his side." ”

Xiao Qizhong lowered his head, clenched his hands, and exhaled a few times, and then sat on the main seat, and the white bone throne also appeared behind him.

"What the hell is going on? Mo Yun and Xiao Qi have already connected their hearts, and the White Bone Throne has appeared again, and it is on Xiao Qi, could it be..."

Shu Lao didn't continue to think about it, but set his eyes on Xiao Qi, not daring to look away easily.

Outside the main city of Dongying, Mo Yun was still suffering from wave after wave of intense pain, nine Dao heart positions, his eyes were the most stinging places, and golden light and black light covered the surface of his eyes.

The sky gradually began to condense dark clouds, and the muffled thunder continued to be heard, and Rin looked up to find that there was something in the dark clouds.

The White Bone Throne came out illusory behind Mo Yun, last time it was half condensed, and this time, it was completely condensed, if Mo Yun saw the scene in front of him, he would definitely be shocked.

This throne is the same as the throne of Mo Qi in the Fourth World, and even the white bone armrests have not changed.

Mo Yun watched the drop of blood levitate in the dantian, it didn't melt, and there was no movement, just quietly levitating, and the battle between white and dark red officially began.

They wandered in every inch of the meridians, and after the fierce battle, they would change positions again, and so on, the fragments of the two Xuanyuan Swords lost their original domineering.

Now they were like two children watching adults fight, curled up under their blood, not daring to let out a breath.

Finally, the white and dark red stopped, and just when Mo Yun thought that everything was about to end, a golden light and a black light inexplicably appeared in the dantian.

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In the sky, a thunderclap finally exploded beside Mo Yun, and his body sat on the throne on his own, his hands flat on the armrests, like a sleeping king with his eyes closed.

A strange light flashed in Rinrin's eyes, and when he looked at Mo Yun again, the scene changed, and he saw that four different spiritual auras were merging.

And around Mo Yun, there was a layer of golden red that only she could see, which was... Power!

"No, it's not that he's going to become a god, it's... How could it be possible for his Dao method to advance to the Divine Dao? It's unbelievable, what is this guy's cultivation?"

The murmuring voice floated, Qingmo's eyes kept staring at Mo Yun, from just now to now, his mental journey had suffered a critical blow.

At first, he thought that the person who came to kill him was just a native of the Ancient Dao Continent, and of course, when he saw Mo Yun, he also thought so.

But just after being controlled by an inexplicable force, he began to be afraid, until now, he wanted to flee when he looked at Mo Yun, and he didn't want to stay for a minute.

The fusion of the four spiritual qi made Mo Yun's pain feel a lot weaker, he didn't understand what the effect of that drop of blood was, but that voice was good and useful.

The meridians were transforming, and a layer of dense aura was covering it with golden red at this time, and every time he heard thunder, his meridians would vibrate.

Under this vibration, the meridians of the whole body were finally covered, but the thunder continued, and Mo Yun tried to check every inch of the meridians, trying to find out if there was anything that had not been completed.

When he looked into his heart, he looked at his heart in disbelief, as if he had seen something incredible.

Next to the steadily beating heart, there is a small heart that is also beating, it is golden red, and there is a black light circulating on it.

Two hearts!

This must be something that science can't explain, it's not science, and in the Dao realm, he has never heard of such a strange thing, and after looking at it carefully for a long time, he gave up looking for the source of this heart.

Continuing to work his head, in the end, he discovered why the thunder continued, and the nine Dao Hearts were originally white, but at this time, they had all turned golden red.

What's even more weird is that the nine Dao Hearts are like strange connecting lines, and if you look at them from the dignified position at this moment, they are more like a formation.

The thunderclouds dissipated, the throne disappeared, and the Guiyuan spear rose into the sky, breaking into the clouds, and after a short time, it fell down and reinserted it at Mo Yun's feet.

Mo Yun slowly opened his eyes.

The entire three continents of the Dao Realm, the clear sky exploded thunder, and after nine explosions in a row, calm was restored.

...

Gu Xitian, the white bone arm of the empty path was stained with blood, he looked up at the sky, and after hearing the thunder, he said softly: "Shinto, I didn't expect that before this reincarnation, I could see two wonders, the Nine Star Ming Dao, and the Shinto was born." ”

...

Shu Lao looked at Xiao Qi, who had regained his composure, turned around and walked outside the hall, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "Your vision has convinced me many times, after the Dao heart, and out of the Dao, this sentence has won steadily." ”

...

In the Baqi Sea, a magnificent hall broke out of the sea, and a huge demon beast was hidden in the clouds, looking at the main city of Dongying, without saying a word.

...

Ancient God Continent, Huarong City, Imperial Palace, a middle-aged man looked at the sky, and after a while, he set his eyes on the Ancient Dao Continent, his eyes full of resentment.

"Lord Shang Yan, Madame gave birth and is a girl. ”

The middle-aged man quickly put away his emotions and hurriedly said, "Quick, take me quickly." ”

...

On this day, in the Imperial Palace of the Ancient God Continent, a woman was born, the patriarch of the Xuanyuan clan of the Ancient Dao Continent, and a daughter was born.

On this day, there were many golden lights floating in the sky all over the Dao Realm, and the third reincarnation officially meant that it was coming to an end.

...

Mo Yun spread out his hands and clenched them tightly, the golden-red aura covered his hands, and the terrifying and powerful aura made him feel that this was not his own strength...

"Congratulations, you are close to breaking through to the Dao Yuan Realm, and you should be even more congratulated, Mo Yun, you created the Divine Dao. ”

"Shinto?" Mo Yun asked puzzled.

"It's that after you fuse it, the new Dao method is only stronger than the ancient Shinto, not weak, so let's take a name. Rin licked her paws, not explaining much.

Mo Yun sighed, and whispered to himself: "You can't have too many skill slots, just nine, this is the number of poles, Jiuyun Divine Dao, is it okay?"

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Finally, the last ritual of the Shinto was completed, and a cold voice came from the entire Dao Realm: "Nine Cloud Shinto!"