"Where is this, and why am I here?" he began, asking the question he wanted to know most at the moment.

The woman didn't seem to expect him to regain his composure so quickly, and after a slight pause, she replied in a cold and flat tone, "This is the inside of the Eternal Altar, and I will take you here." ”

The image of the blood-colored altar instantly appeared in Mo Yu's mind, and then he looked at the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but gasp slightly in his heart. The ancient altar in the woman's mouth should be the altar projection he saw, which can pull him into here, so she ...... Naturally, it is a powerful being suppressed by the altar!

"Thank you seniors for saving your life, I have offended many times before, and I ask my seniors to forgive me. He spoke respectfully, with the utmost sincerity. Whether it is the pitch-black bone palm or the shattered three divine yangs, he will definitely die, and he is still alive now, obviously saved by the woman in front of him, and this thank you is deserved. It's just that his body is stiff and unable to move at the moment, and he looks a little weird when he lies on the ground and opens.

The woman obviously didn't care about this, and said lightly: "You don't need to say thank you, I saved you to win a hope for yourself to get out." ”

Mo Yu was slightly silent and said, "I don't know what the juniors can do for you?"

The woman was slightly pleased with his reaction, but before she could speak, her face changed slightly. In the next moment, the surrounding golden light shield suddenly shone brightly, and the dazzling golden light even made Mo Yu unable to look at it directly.

"Qin Qing'er, you are powerless to compete, this seat wants to see how long you can hold on!" Sen Ran's low voice suddenly came into his ears, and Mo Yu instantly recognized that it was the person who wanted to kill him before.

Qin Qing'er's face was calm, and she said lightly: "A blood-robed protector, if my body comes, I can kill you with a single thought." Now that my doppelganger has been suppressed by you, if you really can't break free, you will just abandon this doppelganger. I have remembered your soul breath, and when my body comes, no matter how far you flee to the ends of the earth, you will not escape death. ”

The blood-robed protector's voice suddenly fell silent, and it took a few breaths before his sneer came, "If you dare to give up your clone, you have already shattered the altar projection, so why bother to support it." I think you have noticed that I have come here with the Holy Sect Artifact Auxiliary Body, although I can't exert all my strength, but it is enough to seal part of your soul when you give up your clone. As long as I bring some of your soul back to the altar, my Holy Sect will be able to grasp your life and use the soul summoning technique to suppress all of your souls!"

"Hahahaha! Being able to suppress the most talented descendants of the ancient lineage is a great merit, send your soul back to the altar, I can even get the power of the sect master himself, and it is very likely to break through my own realm! You can rest assured, this seat has enough patience to deplete your strength little by little, see how long you can support it!"

His voice dissipated, and the speed of the viscous blood flow in the outside suddenly skyrocketed, and the golden light of the light mask burst to resist with all his might, and the whole process lasted for a moment before recovering, but the light mask was compressed by a few inches, leaving a safe space for the two of them to be even narrower.

Qin Qing'er's face showed a hint of paleness, but her expression was as calm as ever, and she said lightly: "You heard it all, I want to break free from the suppression of the ancient altar projection, I can only give up this clone, what you need to do is to protect part of my soul from leaving." As a reward, I will heal all your injuries before then, and even restore your soul cultivation, without leaving any hidden dangers in the future. ”

Mo Yu looked at the woman in front of him, he really couldn't imagine that she was just a clone that could resist the suppression of the Ancient Altar, so how terrifying was her ontological cultivation? He was silent for a moment, and said with a slightly bitter smile: "It seems that the junior has no choice to refuse. ”

"It's good that you understand. ”

Mo Yu inhaled slowly and said solemnly: "The junior promises that unless I die, I will definitely protect the soul of the senior and leave." ”

"It's better to do so, or I'll really give up this part of my soul and let you lose your soul. Qin Qing'er's tone was flat, and it was this calmness that made it even more powerful, "You start running the exercises now, and I will use a secret technique to steal part of the power of the Ancient Altar to help you recover." Remember, once you start with my power, it will pass quickly, so there is only one chance, and if you don't take it, we will all die. ”

"Wait!" Mo Yu said in her slightly cold gaze, "May I ask senior, have the three monks with me escaped from the Eternal Altar?"

Qin Qing'er was slightly stunned, and the chill in her eyes dissipated, thinking that he was going to take the opportunity to make some requests, but she didn't expect it to be for this matter. She nodded and said, "They've left." ”

Mo Yu's face suddenly relaxed, and he said respectfully: "Then there is no problem, senior, please start." In his eyes, this moment was completely calm, and all that was revealed was firmness. The matter is definitely not as simple as Qin Qing'er said, even if she can seriously injure the blood robe protector by giving up her doppelganger, but even if he has a tenth of his remaining strength, he can easily kill him, and it is difficult to take her soul away! But since she rescued him and made this arrangement, it is obvious that there is still some hope for things. This life was originally picked up, and since he had the opportunity to fight, he naturally had to go all out to get out of here alive.

A subtle hint of appreciation flashed in the depths of Qin Qing'er's eyes, but her flawless pretty face was still as cold as ever. She didn't say anything more, raised her hand and grabbed it upward, and the cuffs slid slightly, revealing a delicate and white jade arm like cream, shining with an ivory luster.

"Steal the sky and change the sun, take the power of the ancient altar, and use it for me!" Coldly and lowly, where she grasped the place where her palm fell, the golden light mask rippled like water waves, and gradually turned into a whirlpool, and it was quiet when it turned, but there were sticky blood mist overflowing from it.

Qin Qing'er's face was solemn, "Quickly run the exercises, absorb the power of the altar and recover!"

Mo Yu closed his eyes, "Treading the Sky and Nine Suns" operated directly, and the blood mist was attracted, like a bird returning to the forest, all of them integrated into his body. His flesh was like a cracked earth in a long drought, and every inch of flesh and blood was frantically devouring the power that entered his body in a roar of joy. The power of the blood mist was almost the same as that obtained from refining the blood pill, but the degree of purity was far above the blood pill that Mo Yu had made by refining Lin Cheng's qi and blood, and in a few breaths, his almost depleted qi and blood had recovered a few points.

Moreover, in the viscous blood mist, there is another mysterious power, slightly cool, integrated into the body, so that the tiredness he feels quickly subsided, his thoughts become clearer and clearer, and the sense between him and the physical body continues to increase.

This is the power of the soul!

In order to suppress Qin Qing'er, the Blood Robe Protector summoned the Eternal Altar Phantom by some means, triggering the outbreak of this strange beast tide and devouring the blood souls of countless brute beasts as a sacrificial force. And the blood mist devoured by Mo Yu was forcibly stolen by Qin Qing'er from the sacrifice by performing a secret technique. The viscous blood mist not only contained unimaginable qi and blood power, but also the shattered souls of countless brute beasts, all their imprints were wiped out by the power of the altar, and all that was left was pure soul power.

Mo Yu is absorbing this power and recovering his soul. His thoughts became more and more sober, and his almost completely destroyed soul continued to repair and become stronger at an astonishing speed, and all the remaining improprieties were completely dissipated under the replenishment of this pure soul power! Every trace of soul power he grew became more transparent, more tenacious, and had a higher quality! Breaking and standing up is not only applicable to the physical body, but also can be perfectly interpreted at the soul level.

Killing Dong Li, Mo Yu shattered the early sun, and was restored with the help of the inheritance power of the "core", which was the first time he broke his soul and reborn himself. Fighting against the pitch-black bone palm, saving Ling Xue, Xun Zhao, and Xun Liang from leaving, and shattering the three divine yangs at the same time is equivalent to destroying all of his soul!

It can be simply understood that every bit of soul power that Mo Yu has recovered now can be comparable to the previous two points of soul power, and the upper limit of soul power that can be accommodated by each realm will also be increased to an astonishing degree. If the limit of the soul power he could hold in the Early Sun Realm was ten before, then now he might reach fifteen, or even more. "Treading the Nine Suns" is a secret book of anti-heaven level cultivation, the improvement of each realm will skyrocket in an incremental way on the basis of the previous level, the growth of the soul power of the early yang realm may not be obvious, but the superposition of the first order, the higher the cultivation level of the realm, the enhanced soul power will be unimaginably terrifying!

It is foreseeable that when his cultivation is deepened, it will not be difficult for Mo Yu to fight beyond the ranks! But as a price, every time his soul cultivation is promoted to a realm, the accumulation required will be twice as much, or even more! In this world, the harvest and the effort are always proportional, and there is no such thing as getting it for no reason. Even now, Mo Yu can absorb it with all his strength without any scruples, and the pure soul power left behind by the death of countless brute beasts to restore his soul is also a qualification that he only obtained after hovering on the edge of death several times. If Qin Qing'er hadn't made a move now, he would have died long ago.

Time passed little by little, and a crisp "click" sound suddenly came from Mo Yu's body that could not be heard by the naked ear, as if some kind of binding had been broken, and the closed door of one party was opened to him again.

The soul space that he collapsed and destroyed opened again at this moment!

Even though he had already experienced it once, his heart was still full of excitement after being reborn after the catastrophe, his mind moved slightly, and his mind went directly into it.

"God, earth, fuck you, Lao Tzu is actually alive!" was greeted by a roar of catastrophe, when the fear in his heart gradually calmed down, he quickly noticed Mo Yu's arrival, turned around and changed into a pitiful and resentful look, "Master, let's not play like this in the future, okay, it's really going to die!"

His body was one size smaller than before, the black scale armor on his body was dull, and the harpoon in his hand even became blurred, trembling slightly as if it was about to dissipate at any moment. The current appearance of the Tribulation is even weaker than when he first entered Mo Yu's soul space.