Inherited by the Lord of the Divine Yang of the deceased father, he practiced the "Treading the Nine Suns" exercise, and Mo Yu officially stepped into the path of cultivation.

After entering the Divine Realm, Jiuyang returned to one, and then improved with cultivation, deriving two Divine Yang Phantoms on the left and right.

The altar is the foundation of the flesh and blood, and this only divine yang is the concrete manifestation of the power of his soul, and once it is shattered, his entire soul will wither.

But the strange thing is that there is a crack in Shenyang, and Mo Yu does not feel any discomfort at this moment.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the two virtual images on the side of the Divine Sun were infused with powerful power, and suddenly became condensed, emitting a strange scarlet light.

Click!

Click!

In the blink of an eye, the divine sun was full of cracks, and then it collapsed. At the same time, the phantoms on both sides also shattered.

"Ahh

Mo Yu roared in pain, and his head seemed to be chiseled fiercely, and the intense pain made him hold his head and half-kneel on the ground.

In the soul space, the shattered divine yang and the two collapsing phantoms fused together, turning into a viscous liquid like magma, slowly rotating and changing, exuding an extremely terrifying high temperature.

The surface of the altar below dissolved, and complex and delicate textures were born, spreading outward.

At the same time, the sky of the entire spirit world changed to a dark red color, and the inner walls became more solid as they wriggled.

It was precisely because of such earth-shaking changes that Mo Yu was brought such intense pain.

This is a soul level metamorphosis!

Gradually, a huge dark red vortex appeared in front of the divine sun, slowly turning, exuding an ancient and vast aura. The surface of the altar below has turned into a layer of glaze, and countless textures have combined to form strange runes, and the sky has turned a pure dark red color.

The entire soul space is reborn!

And at the moment when all this was formed, two pure and powerful bloodline forces suddenly appeared in Mo Yu's body, directly fusing with his Xuanhuang bloodline.

It seems that they are the same origin!

Boom –

The furious aura erupted from Mo Yu's body, and the terrifying oppressive force caused the earth to collapse directly, giving birth to countless huge cracks crisscrossing the earth.

Not far away, a three-eyed silver wolf was frightened by this breath, and suddenly grabbed its tail and turned around and fled.

Hmmm-

Mo Yu's eyes opened, and a dark red vortex appeared under his eyes, and it slowly dissipated after a few breaths. He looked down, glanced at the palm of his hand, and gently grasped the space to make a muffled "poof" sound, which was sharply twisted. If you go all out, you may not be able to tear it apart.

After a little estimate, the strength was more than twice as strong as before, and a layer of blurred extreme boundaries appeared in Mo Yu's induction, if it was right, this should be the highest limit of the strength he could accumulate at the king level! When he reached this level, he had to break through the emperor level!

At that time, whether or not you can get the gift of heaven depends on luck.

Roar –

With a dragon groan, the Dragon of Luck appeared, and a large stream of white luck merged into its body, causing its body to grow rapidly.

Two feet two.

Two feet three.

Two feet four.

......

Sanzhang!

Three zhang one!

......

In the end, it reached more than three zhang and nine zhang, and it was only a little short of four zhang! The white-clothed emperor and the black-clothed emperor were obviously monks with great luck in the holy demon and the two realms of Ah Bi, and after seizing their luck, Mo Yu's luck dragon could skyrocket to such an extent!

His strength skyrocketed and his luck increased greatly, but Mo Yu's face did not have much joy, his brows furrowed, feeling the whirlpool in the soul space.

What's going on here?

He looked up, his gaze filled with deep incomprehension, as if he had crossed space and landed far away.

......

Nine Heavens Shinto, Emperor Star.

Jiang Wujie suddenly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face, "The bloodline oven has finally been opened!"

He stood up, and the invisible aura radiated, as if he was one with heaven and earth, "This son of this seat will take the luck of the ancient land, and then the general trend will be completed, and the final fate will be changed by no one!"

......

The Holy Demon Realm, the Tower of Babel, the tower is 99,900 floors high!

On the highest floor, the white-robed old man sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and a white lotus at the center of his eyebrows, with a glimmer of crystal light from time to time.

He was thin and not very tall, but sitting at the moment, he felt very tall and tall...... As high as the sky!

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes suddenly, and the white lotus crystal light in the center of his eyebrows was magnificent, and the majestic momentum broke out of his body, as if he was about to break through the whole world.

What is it, it actually makes the old man have a warning sign in his heart. The old man suddenly raised his hand and waved it in front of him, as if to dispel the fog.

There is a picture in the spatial fluctuations, but it is dark in it, and everything cannot be seen clearly.

The old man's brows furrowed even tighter, his eyes were shining, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed, and the dark shadow suddenly rippled layer by layer, vaguely showing something, but it was a little worse after all.

"Shine Demon Sheng Lian, dispel the mystery!"

In the middle of the low drink, the white lotus in his eyebrows slowly turned, and a faint crystal light shot into the picture.

Click!

As if he couldn't withstand this force, the picture was directly shattered, but before that, the old man caught a wisp of breath.

"Ancient Lands!" he said in a low voice, his eyes twinkling.

......

Nose, hell.

It is a place of extinction, and there is only pure hellish breath, and if the monk enters it and cannot resist it, his mind will be invaded by the breath of hell and turn into evil spirits. Of course, if the mind is firm and unmoved, you can temper the soul will with the help of the breath of hell, and it is more likely to master the power of hell and increase your strength greatly.

Every year, millions of monks enter it, and a large part of them, never leave...... This is the place where the weak are buried, and it is also the cradle of the birth of the strong!

In the deepest part of hell, a black palace stood quietly, this was a forbidden area for monks, even Heavenly Dao monks could not walk here.

But for hundreds of millions of years, there are people who can do things that ordinary people can't do, break the shackles, and step into the forbidden area.

These people, all of them, stepped into the palace and never left since.

Leng Qianqiu, the strongest genius of the Leng family, broke into the abyss of hell seven times, and finally surpassed the limit and was able to enter the black palace, as the ninth disciple of the teacher, and lived on the first floor of the main hall.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up from his cultivation, stood up and saluted respectfully, "See Teacher!"

The void rippled, and one of the backs could be faintly seen, "Qianqiu, for the sake of the teacher, there will be an omen in the ancient land, are you willing to temporarily seal the cultivation to enter it?"

Leng Qianqiu's eyes flashed slightly, revealing a look of surprise, he had practiced for ten thousand years and stepped into the realm of the Heavenly Dao, his qualifications were comparable to ancient powers, but he was very respectful to the teacher, and he didn't dare to be disrespectful in the slightest. It can actually make the teacher feel ......

He bowed and saluted, "The disciple is willing to share the worries of the teacher!"

"Ten years later, I will send you into the Ancient Wilderness. "The words fell, and the space was restored as before.

......

Stone cave in the belly of the mountain.

Mo Yu opened his eyes, and with a "click", the two pieces of barbarian stone in his hand turned into powder and sprinkled down.

Without pause, he casually picked up two pieces again from in front of him, closing his eyes and absorbing the wild power in them.

At this moment, a beast roar suddenly remembered, Mo Yu opened his eyes, and his figure had appeared in a void space.

His face was calm, without the slightest hint of panic, and he said in a low voice: "This is the Beast God Space?"

Refining the barbarian stone, refining the flesh, and a part of the power in it will lurk in the monk's body, and when the accumulation reaches a certain level, it will stimulate the beast god space.

At that time, there will be a monk projection into it, bearing the pressure of the beast god and improving the power of the soul.

Suddenly, the void was slightly distorted, and a huge figure appeared in front of Mo Yu.

Its body was thousands of miles high, majestic and coercive like an abyss, filling the entire space in an instant. But the weird thing is that it's right in front of you, but you can't see it clearly, or you can see it clearly, but you can't remember it at all.

But at this moment, Mo Yu had no time to take care of this, he snorted, and his body trembled slightly.

A powerful oppressive force, acting on his shoulders, is like an entire star, to completely crush him.

The test has already begun, and the longer you persevere, the more rewards you will receive.

Mo Yu will not let go of any opportunity to improve his cultivation, ten years seems like a lot, but for a monk of his level, it is just a blink of an eye.

If you don't want to be killed and dissipated between heaven and earth, you have to become stronger, stronger, and continue to be stronger!

He moved on his feet and took a step forward!

Even if he stays in place, the power of the beast god will continue to increase, compared to this, Mo Yuhe is willing to take the initiative to move forward.

Step 2.

Step 3.

Step 4.

......

Time passed quietly, he moved forward step by step, but his movements became slower and slower, and the increasing pressure made him have ** all over his bones.

Severe pain, pouring out of every inch of flesh and blood from the hundreds of limbs, filled the entire mind. Perhaps it was intentional, in the beast god space, the monk's projection felt more than ten times the pain of the main body, and even with Mo Yu's will, he felt the limit when he came here.

Just stop here?

No!

Mo Yu roared in his heart, he took a breath, lifted his steps with difficulty, and stepped forward.

Step 57!

Step 58!

Step 59!

Sixtieth......

As soon as he moved, his body collapsed and dissipated into a point of light.

......

In the stone cave, Mo Yu opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for breath. The projection in the beast god's space was so realistic that just now, he thought he was really dead!

The deep tiredness came from his body, which made him want to pass out directly, but Mo Yu gritted his teeth and insisted, and the corners of his mouth even showed a little smile.

The Beast God Space really lived up to its reputation, but in less than half an hour, it actually made his soul power increase by nearly one percent, and it became more condensed!

In the induction, it is a little closer to the accumulation limit of the king rank!

Taking a deep breath and suppressing all his thoughts, Mo Yu took out a pill and swallowed it, and began to recover with the help of medicinal power.

In the Ancient Lands, it is undoubtedly extremely foolish to keep oneself in a state of weakness for a long time.

A day later, Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes, a trace of essence flashed, and his state had fully recovered.

With a flick of his sleeve, there was an extra stone on the ground, and the fully ripe dragon grass grew on it.

There are not many Savage Stones left in the storage ring, and it's time to use this treasure that can give the monk a trace of true dragon power!

I don't know how far his strength can be improved by refining this thing?

A hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes, Mo Yu took a deep breath, raised his hand and opened his five fingers, and shook it forward!

A trace of medicinal power rose up, turning into a dragon and roaring, as if trying to break free from the fate of being devoured and refined.

It is rumored that once the dragon grass matures, it will open a trace of spiritual wisdom itself, and if it is not picked by someone, it can even transform into a strange spiritual dragon in the end, and the whole body is composed of pure heaven and earth Yuan power, and its strength is powerful.

The performance of this medicinal power now undoubtedly proves that this is indeed possible.

If it is a real spirit dragon, with Mo Yu's strength, it may not be able to surrender. But this is only its initial state of medicinal power, how can it fight him.

Mo Yu's mind moved, and his absorbing power suddenly soared, and the struggling medicinal power dragon form suddenly collapsed, and it merged into his body along his five fingers.

As soon as the medicinal power entered the body, the head of the dragon in Mo Yu's chest automatically appeared, and with a roar, the speed of the dragon grass gushing out of the medicinal power suddenly skyrocketed, and in just a few breaths, the precious spirit grass completely withered and directly turned into flying ashes.

A dragon-shaped medicinal power roared and swam in Mo Yu's body, and a trace of pure power continued to merge, making Mo Yu's body strengthen again.

With the last roar, the dragon-shaped medicinal power turned around and burrowed into Mo Yu's heart, suddenly making its beating sound more powerful, and with each contraction, enough blood could gush out and flow to every part of his body.

A strong physical body needs to have a strong enough heart, otherwise it will not be able to withstand the violent power that the residence has, and it will be blown up at once.

After a few breaths, when the last trace of medicinal power dissipated, Mo Yu suddenly felt a strange power gushing out of every cell in his body.

Although it is weak, the damage that can erupt is amazing!

This is the power of the true dragon!

Mo Yu didn't use his own strength, and blasted out with a punch! Just heard a dragon roar, and the energy that burst out turned into a flying dragon, blasting out a deep pit on the ground, and countless cracks spread outward.

Mo Yu's eyes lit up, the power of this punch could be compared to the Putong Emperor Rank, and after integrating into the body, his strength was improved.

Of course, this does not mean that anyone who obtains the Dragon Transformation Grass can have the power to resist the Emperor Rank.

If the cultivation is not enough to forcibly refine, not only will it not be beneficial, but it will also be directly exploded by the powerful medicinal power.

This is a spiritual object for the emperor level and to enhance cultivation.

Of course, compared to the enhanced power, what is more important is to use the refining power of the dragon grass to make the physical body stronger!

Mo Yu could feel that a simple dragon grass had improved the quality of his physical body by nearly thirty percent, and his strength had soared!

I'm afraid that with my physical body alone, I can fight with the high-level emperor!

Moreover, the improvement of his physical body allows him to accommodate more cultivation, and with time, his strength can continue to increase, and he has a greater certainty to impact the Heavenly Dao gift!

With a faint smile on his face, he left the black barbarian tribe this time, and the harvest was beyond imagination, worthy of being a desolate ancient place, although it was dangerous, it was also full of opportunities.

Now, it's time to go back, first put the mirage map in your hand, and then go to the Black Barbarian Tribe. Perhaps from there, you can get some secrets about the ancient lands.

Thinking of it, Mo Yu stood up, waved his hand to open the prohibition and flew out of the cave, and went straight to the direction of the black barbarian tribe without pause.