Dusk is approaching, evening is coming, belonging to the mountain festival has also reached the last moment of the sprint, although now there are only three people climbing the spiritual platform, but it is better than the competition of dozens or even hundreds of people, its tragic situation will also be an unprecedented collision, and when the sunset completely descends from the distant horizon completely, Mo Li also happened to climb to the eight hundred and eighty-eight steps of the spiritual platform, the whole person also seems to have collapsed, completely paralyzed on the spiritual platform, the surging qi and blood on the far side of the body have also been lost in front of each previous spiritual platform, and now the rest is only the remaining part, even the chest still has his own blood spurting out, his face is terrifyingly pale, And the only thing that remains unchanged is his eyes, dull and dull but flashing a line of essence, even his heart is extremely excited, excited is not only the improvement of the ranking, but more importantly, now the spirit platform is here, which is also equivalent to his subtlety technique will face another test, must carefully perceive the subtlety of the rhyme, from the consummation of the subtlety of the art is only the last two layers, although the cultivation has only reached the fifth layer of blood coagulation, it can be said that it is an ordinary clansman in the tribe, but if it is combined with the use of the subtle technique, the power that erupts, even the clansmen of the seventh layer of blood coagulation can not resist, it can be imagined,The technique of subtlety is to concentrate all the power of the qi and blood of the whole body into a point,And do not waste a trace of power,When the moment of attacking the target, it bursts out with a force that far exceeds its own several times,This is the true meaning of the subtlety technique,And this is a spell that only monks who have reached the Kaiyang Realm can have a chance to comprehend,Its rarity is no less than that of a brute weapon!!

Hands and feet folded, endure the sharp pain from the flesh and sit cross-legged, and now only the divine consciousness is not damaged in the slightest, the mind is introverted, immersed in every inch of the skin in the body, and casually take out a quenching body powder from the medicine jar, now the body is completely in a relaxed state, it is the best time for cultivation, and to be able to practice in such a coercive place in the wild mountain, its effect will be more significant, the quenching body is more in the relaxation of the flesh such as sending a warm wind, warm and comfortable, the rolling and agitating aura is absorbed with the contraction and relaxation of the muscles, and even the bones are also patronized, although its effectiveness is far less than before, but the surging aura can still bring energy to him, nourishing his flesh and bones, so that his flesh is tempered when it is under coercion, and the potential of the flesh is stimulated!

"Eight hundred and seventy-four steps!"

The brute blood inspired by Sima Xin was also completely digested on this spiritual platform, and the weaker sense of qi was also quietly spreading to every inch of the flesh, making him dare not climb up again, panting, coughing a few times, his face was unbearably pale, and he hurriedly swallowed a few pills before he came back to his senses, pursed his lips, and the whole person also settled down, but what he didn't know was that the wings behind him were dissipating little by little, and the death-like demon bat phantom seemed to gradually have signs of awakening, but then it was called away by a call from the underworld, and silently broke through the void and rushed into Moli's body。

"Huh?" Mo Li woke up, and felt that there was a demon bat phantom behind the wings from the void into his body, which shocked his heart, this demon bat phantom seemed to have a trace of Sima Xin's breath, so that Mo Li even guessed that this Sima Xin must have practiced brute arts, and his brute art was mixed with coldness, and this also made him think of Han Barbarian, it is conceivable that the soul bead that he snatched before must also be an item from him, but now it was refined by him and turned into energy, and his mind also guessed the evil barbarian he came into contact with before, and it was also related to the Tai'a tribe！

Shook his head, suppressed his inner thoughts, and immersed himself in his body and mind again, but there was still a trace of uneasiness hidden in his heart, which came from the dream, just because there was also an evil figure in the dream, and there was a disaster of extermination, which was a pain that he couldn't bear, although it didn't happen now, but now all the signs vaguely indicate that this dream may be true!!

However, all of this is hidden in his heart at this moment, and he can only frantically improve his strength, his own cultivation, just because he believes that if he has enough strength, even the most difficult things will be solved, and the subtlety of this barbarian mountain trip is even more like charcoal in the snow for his current weak cultivation!

"The dignity of the tribe will not be destroyed in my hands now, but for this last Great Perfection Spiritual Platform, I will strive for it no matter what, so that the subtle technique will be completely completed!" Mo Li, who closed his eyes and thought about it, muttered from the corner of his mouth, and his body and mind were immersed in the spiritual platform again......

"Mo Li?" Gu Long muttered at the corner of his mouth, but after searching in his mind for a while, he never thought of this unfamiliar name, and for a person like him who was in the starry arch, how could he have an impression of the person who was in the first place from the bottom, even Sima Xin shook his head, for such two people, what he cared about now was not their ranking, nor the number of their spiritual platforms, but their potential, to be able to reach the current height, and he could empathize with what kind of coercion the remaining spiritual platforms had.

But as time passed, the uneasiness in Gu Long's heart trembled more and more, and in the end, he couldn't help but open his eyes, staring hesitantly at the points of light on the barbarian list, as if he was expecting something.

The miserable night once again fell into empty silence and tranquility, even with the blowing breeze seemed to have converged traces, but the clansmen on the field could not keep calm, from time to time there were whispers from the clansmen to each other, for the only three people, they were all full of expectations, but only Sima Zhao looked grim, but there was also a hint of hesitation in his heart, hesitating the mystery of this Moli, which was originally only so low in cultivation, how could it have such a strong potential? If it is because of its hidden strength, he can't believe it, and if he wants to have the spirit platform of the barbarian mountain, in addition to forcibly climbing the spirit platform, it will be suppressed by the soul of the barbarian bull, but if it has a strong enough bloodline power, it is able to rely on the power of the barbarian bloodline to blend with the barbarian mountain to form a fusion rather than rejection, if it is speculated according to this, then this Mo Li does not say that his bloodline is more special, so that he can have such a strong potential, every time he thinks of this, Sima Zhao's heart adds a trace of doubt, by this night, this doubt has turned into a real idea, this Mo Li's blood power must be extraordinary, if it can swallow his blood, Sima Zhao grinned, revealing a greedy gaze.

And just as night completely fell, the two points of light behind the barbarian list also completely bloomed with dazzling light again, and even the number of spiritual platforms was slowly rising......