Those four quaint characters seem to come with a righteous atmosphere that suppresses all evil in the world, making people feel like they are in the middle of an arbitrary ocean.

Jiang Mo studied the information recorded in it word by word, and after half an hour, he already knew how to cultivate the first finger of the Nine Fingers of Demon Suppression.

Laugh at---

He was angry, his fingers were together, and the next moment he burst out like lightning.

The fierce wind burst out, directly causing a wave in the space in front of him.

Looking at the slightly fluctuating air in front of him, Jiang Mo shook his head with a little disappointment, this kind of power had not yet reached his expectations.

With his eyes closed, Jiang Mo frowned and pondered for a moment, then put his two fingers together.

The Yuan Force in the dantian flowed into Jiang Mo's right arm along a specific vein, and then was concentrated into his two fingers.

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, and then his two fingers came out sharply again.

Laugh at---

The space was torn apart again, and there was a sound of breaking wind, which was much stronger than before, and there was a faint whistling sound.

Jiang Mo shook his head again, obviously still not very satisfied with the power of this finger.

The world can only see the pleasure and enmity of the masters killing in front of others, but they can't see that those real top masters secretly don't know how many hardships ordinary people can't imagine.

For example, Jiang Mo at this moment, repeating his cultivation one move after another, constantly looking for flaws in his moves, and then improving in the next move, but he will always find other problems.

The process of practicing martial arts is so boring, and it has always been like this throughout the ages.

I don't know of a monk with amazing talent who can avoid this process and step into the ranks of the top masters.

Jiang Mo has always been a person who can endure his temperament, he cultivates martial arts, he has never been arrogant or impatient, and he has taken one step at a time.

Five days have passed, and under his tireless cultivation, the first finger of the Nine Fingers of Demon Suppression has finally been quite impressive!

"Drink!" Jiang Mo stood in place, his feet sank slightly, and then his fingers were put together, and then he suddenly poked out.

In an instant, a dark beam of light about the thickness of an arm's arm suddenly burst out from his fingertips, tearing through the air, causing a loud roar to resound around him.

If someone takes a closer look, they can find that there is a faint crack in the space where the dark beam of light passes, and in that situation, it is as if even space can't withstand such a terrifying power under this finger!

Looking at the roaring black beam, a rare smile finally appeared on Jiang Mo's face.

"If I let this finger be used with all my might, it is estimated that even a blood hole will appear in the chest of the one-star Martial King!" Jiang Mo grinned.

After five days of sleeplessness, the fingers of his right hand were swollen and as thick as a baby's arm.

After recovering the Yuan Force, the sharp pain suddenly came, causing Jiang Mo to gasp between his teeth.

Temporarily stopped the cultivation of the Nine Fingers of Demon Suppression, Jiang Mo turned to practice the method of getting up, and the ghost shadow was pushed to the extreme by him, and the entire Zichen space was full of afterimages.

Occasionally, a few afterimages were superimposed on each other, and a phantom body of Jiang Mo was slowly condensed, and the degree of realism would not be visible at all if you didn't look carefully.

At the same time as his body flashed, Jiang Mo pulled out the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword, and his wrist shook rapidly, like a spirit snake waving.

Brilliant sword light filled the entire Zichen space, and the fierce sword qi raged wildly, destroying this place to a thousand holes.

If it weren't for the fact that this Zichen space has the power of automatic repair, I am afraid it would have been destroyed by Jiang Mo thousands of times.

After Jiang Mo performed a set of Devil May Cry swordsmanship in one go, he put away his sword and stood cross-legged on a boulder.

And the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword was slanted into the distance, and the hilt was still trembling, which was enough to see how powerful Jiang Mo's ancient sword was just now.

At this time, Jiang Mo placed a piece of dark red amber in the palm of his right hand that had been partially cut off.

This piece of amber was obtained from the River Styx that day, and later when he was on the Tianzhu Peak, he was cut off by Jiang Mo for a tenth of it.

"The power contained in this amber is extremely pure and huge, and that small piece alone is enough to support me to leapfrog and kill that three-star martial king. It is conceivable that if this whole piece is swallowed in the abdomen, I am afraid that even the strong people of the Martial King will have to explode and die on the spot!" Jiang Mo thought secretly in his heart.

"Since this amber was obtained in the River Styx, and it has some connection to the Stygian Dragon. Why don't you call it Dragon's Blood Amber!"

As soon as he thought of this, when Jiang Mo looked at the amber again, he felt more and more that the slender silk-like substance in the amber that was connected to each other was the blood in the dragon's blood.

"Anyway, it's a real treasure, and it will definitely come in handy if you keep it. After Jiang Mo put away the dragon blood amber, he took out the jade slip with the dragon language text printed on it.

Jiang Mo has always felt faintly that if he can learn all the dragon characters printed on this jade slip, it will be of great help to him.

It's not just about the power of the word, it's about other great things.

"The wind rises, the fire comes, and the rain falls......"

With the passage of strange syllables, the entire Zichen space seemed to have fallen into a mutation.

The wind howling, the rain roaring, and the raging flames alternated, and the scene seemed to be the end of the world.

Jiang Mo stood in the center of the entire world, and the orders came from his mouth.

That is to say, the Zichen space is stable enough, otherwise if it is replaced by any slightly weaker space treasure, I am afraid it would have collapsed long ago.

It wasn't until Jiang Mo felt a little exhausted that he stopped.

He sat quietly, breathing evenly, adjusting the vitality between heaven and earth, and refining the veins of the flesh and body.

In this kind of meditation, days passed.

On the tenth day, the Remnant Mountain Protector sent someone to invite Jiang Mo, saying that the battle for the golden-robed Cangying Envoy had begun, and asked him to hurry over.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo didn't dare to slack off, and after cleaning up a little, he rushed to the place where the crowd gathered the most in the Cangying Palace.

Today is the most lively time in the past few decades.

There is no other reason, it is because today the Cang Hades Palace is about to give birth to a gold-robed Cang Shen envoy.

Moreover, it is said that the people who participated in the battle for the golden-robed cangying envoy this time were all quite young existences, which were different from those old men in the past.

What appeared in front of Jiang Mo's eyes was an iron tower of about nine floors, known as the Nameless Tower.

Around the tower, many people stopped to watch, and the sound of noisy discussions continued to be heard.

After getting closer, Jiang Mo noticed that there were three men and one woman standing quietly without making any sound.

From these four people, Jiang Mo felt an indescribable aura fluctuation slowly dissipating out......

Tang Tang drank a lot of wine with his roommate today, and this chapter was posted relatively late, please understand.

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