More and more people were broken by the violent spirit in their chests and rushed into the sea of blood; The rest of the monks closed their eyes and turned a deaf ear.

In the sea of blood, there seemed to be the howls of evil spirits, the roars of unjust spirits, and the brutal aura that washed over and over the bodies of the monks, challenging the limits of their patience over and over again.

Mo Xiaoxiao's whole person was immersed in a realm of self-forgetfulness, her body was not painless, her heart was not without killing energy, but she put her divine consciousness outside of all this, as if from another world, overlooking her body, looking coldly at the pain of that body.

The huge violent aura cut her body, and blood marks appeared, which looked a little scary, and the three thousand green silks were scattered by the blood water, wet and sticky to the body, and a snow-white little face gradually seeped out fine blood beads, as if it was about to explode and die.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at himself, but he didn't pay attention to it, in the sea of consciousness, his divine sense was clear and extinguished, like a fire candle floating in the wind, but in the end, he still survived the wind and frost, gradually grew stronger, and condensed......

Time passed little by little, and the long time was almost imperceptible. There is no alternation of the sun and the moon, and I don't know how many days and nights have passed. Countless monks could not bear the tyrannical aura that was everywhere at that time, and rushed into the sea of blood; There are also many who are hard to contain, but they can't stand the erosion of the tyrannical aura and explode to death.

The hurricane blew, a fishy wind blew in his face, Mo Xiaoxiao finally opened his eyes, there was no blood in his eyes, black and white, like a secluded pool.

Perhaps, she should really be grateful for this experience, the divine consciousness that she has been unable to achieve is out of her body, and now she has done it.

Unless he cultivates to the Yuan Infant, the monk's divine sense cannot be separated from the body, this is common sense, but Mo Xiaoxiao has always wanted to break this limitation, but it is easy to remember. It's hard to do.

Throughout the ages, there have been so many monks who want to achieve the separation of divine consciousness in advance, but none of them have done so.

If the consciousness can be separated from the body. It's almost equivalent to having another doppelganger, and. is still an invisible clone, that's a big killer move.

However, Mo Xiaoxiao did not want to achieve the separation of her divine consciousness for this purpose, she was to further put forward the realm of her divine consciousness training after receiving her body into the hosta flower.

The hosta flower is her natal body, though. That's Biluo's body, not hers.

Hide the gods with flowers, hide with the gods, and leave the body. Out-of-body incarnation.

This is a cultivation path that she has gradually figured out over the years.

For many monks, this is completely fantastical, but Mo smiled slightly. Now she's halfway there.

In reality, Mo Xiaoxiao's body was still sitting cross-legged in the floating sea of blood, while her eyes were staring at a certain place in the void, smiling slightly.

Dodan Li opened his eyes. Just seeing her smile, he turned his head suspiciously, but saw nothing but nothingness.

In the void, a transparent figure stood and grimaced at him, seeing his blank look, Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but snicker.

Retracting her senses, Mo Xiaoxiao stood up, she took a step lightly, and a path appeared in the blood, guiding her to the front.

Mo Xiao carefully understood that after this prison, everyone should be dispersed in front of her, she looked at a few friends who were still meditating with their eyes closed, and slowly stepped onto the path.

In an instant, step by step, blood lotuses flew.

Walking to the end of the sea of blood, Mo Xiaoxiao glanced back and walked out.

Entering an enchantment again, Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes narrowed.

Behind him, the sky was full of blood, and in front of him, heavy snow was falling, and the sky and the earth were covered in silver, crystal clear.

Walking into this snow-colored world, Mo Xiaoxiao reached out to catch a snowflake.

After her figure disappeared, Dao Danli's figure slowly stood up, and also walked to the enchantment with a lotus flower, and after entering, there was no trace in the snow.

Dao Danli's expression remained unchanged, but there was a complex flash of light in his eyes, and sure enough, as he thought, ahead, it should be one person and one world.

Ten thousand sounds are silent, goose feathers and heavy snow are blowing one after another, it is simply a glass world.

If it weren't for his firm mind, Mo Xiaoxiao would almost have thought that this was a paradise.

However, she walked alone for an hour, and she didn't see any creatures appear, Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help frowning secretly, not afraid of how powerful the enemy was, just afraid that the enemy would be dark and bright, and the secret arrow would be difficult to prevent.

Mo Xiaoxiao pressed the doubts in her heart and continued to walk.

Unexpectedly, she walked for almost ten days.

Since entering this purgatory, there has been no day or night, and the monks can only rely on their own psychic senses to calculate how long it has been.

In the past ten days, Mo Xiaoxiao has been cautious at first, step by step; Later, he was impatient, flew up, and rushed forward; Later, she even used a magic talisman with only five left, but the road ahead was still long, as if there was no end.

Mo Xiaoxiao calculated that in the past ten days, he has walked more than 30,000 miles, but he still can't see the edge.

It's the umteenth time I've tried to sense the formation here, but the result is not very optimistic, there is no sign of any illusion here, let alone a formation.

Mo Xiao knew that he had walked for so long, and he had not met a fellow Daoist, obviously it was impossible for this place to be really that big, so it must be a profound spell that he could not explore, perhaps, even the legendary mustard seed realm.

However, what she didn't know was that the snowy land that the other people encountered was completely different from hers.

After walking for ten days, Mo Xiaoxiao relaxed, if there was really no danger, this was really a good place to recuperate, fighting bloody battles along the way, and she was really tired.

She has always been a casual person, and she has always been able to overcome desperate situations, which is also the effect of this mentality.

Looking at the snow, Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes were calm, and he said to himself: "It just so happens that my Guiyuan Sword Technique has broken through the third form, and I can also try to fuse the fourth form...... Even if you can't do it for a while, you should be able to fully master the fourth form of the Four Seasons Reincarnation Mind Decision. ”

The girl was dressed in green clothes, with a jade belt tied to her waist, dancing in the snow, the Qingfeng sword was broken, and in her hand was a stick more than five feet long, and she actually danced with a fluttering taste.

Rain, rain and snow. Thousands of people are gone.

Powerful power comes from itself and from the outside world. People are very small. And the immortals want to be beyond things. It is also necessary to control everything in our hands.

Mo Xiaoxiao made a sword with a stick and danced all his tricks.

The water of heaven and earth, the light of the sun and the moon, the essence of plants and trees, and the spirit of all things.

The snow was flying towards her, and there was almost no human figure in the dense, only a pure sword intent wielding freely. The body is mainly anti-guest, and she uses all the wind and snow in this area for her to practice.

I don't know how much time has passed, Mo Xiaoxiao feels that the stick in his hand is really going to turn into a sword. Only then did he take his hand.

The last time she practiced the Flying Snow Sword, the Flying Snow she conjured up had been synchronized with the Flying Snow in the sky, Mo Xiaoxiao smiled slightly and sat cross-legged. His hands were sealed, and he frantically absorbed the snow qi of this realm.

The figure in the middle of the heavens and the earth like a tornado of flying snow in the sky continued to follow the lilac layer of light in her palm and enter her dantian.

Don't worry about being seen, Mo Xiaoxiao can release his own demonic energy to his heart's content. Prepare to scavenge all the essence and aura of this domain.

The lilac storm grew bigger and bigger, and finally, a huge whirlpool formed above her head, from the Baihui acupoint above her head, into her limbs and eight veins, and finally, converged in the dantian.

The original wounds suffered in the Blood Prison have long been repaired, and now, Mo Xiaoxiao wants to use the perception of sword improvement to break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and advance to the middle stage of the Yudan!

Now it has only been more than a year since she formed the Demon Pill, Mo Xiaoxiao originally wanted to control her speed and advance in two years, but now that she has the opportunity, she doesn't need to waste her time.

The demonic aura has spread, and if there is someone, I am afraid that it can be sensed thousands of miles away, but at this time, she is not worried at all.

Boom, a thunderclap sounded in the sky.

In the distance, in a huge snowy house, Erhong and Spectrum pouted helplessly, Mo Xiaoxiao was too lonely here, and let them out for a few days, jubilant for a few days, both of them had no interest in the world where there was no sound at all, and they refused to cultivate, and they were bored to push snowmen to play.

"Boss is going to advance again?"

Erhong was not motivated at all, and then became angry.

"yes, I'm going to be struck by lightning again." Spectrum hugged a piece of meat and bit it down on it.

"Isn't it just a small advancement?" Erhong ran over to grab him, "There is still private meat, share half of it!" ”

"Who knows, the boss has a lot of secrets." "It's the last piece, I don't know how long I'm going to stay in this ghost place, I don't have enough to eat, don't rob it!" Is there a bit of a ritual?! ”

Bang!

A thunderbolt struck a snowy mountain, and with a bang, the snow flew, revealing a thin figure sitting inside.

Bang!

Another thunderbolt.

Mo Xiaoxiao's green hair became scorched black again, but if he wanted to break through the fourth form of the Guiyuan Sword Technique, he really needed the baptism of thunder and lightning.

Mo Xiaoxiao, like Shen Boyu, rushed towards the thunder and lightning.

"Wow, the boss is crazy, isn't he?! That's thunder! ”

Erhong and Spectrum finally stopped fighting for meat, staring blankly at the figure of the girl in mid-air.

Mo Xiaoxiao's face was neither happy nor angry, but his eyes were extremely bright, holding the Heavenly Star Falling Rain Stick in his hand, and he danced according to the fourth style of the Guiyuan Sword Technique!

The crackling thunder and lightning hit her body, stunned her several times, and almost fell from a high altitude, but Mo Xiaoxiao endured it.

The clothes crumbled, revealing the snow-white clothes inside.

It is precisely because of the high-level spiritual treasure of Tianyi that Mo Xiaoxiao dares to dance with thunder and lightning, otherwise, she would not have the courage to dance with thunder and lightning.

The shadows of the sticks are flying, with a decisive momentum, just like the Nine Heavens Thunder, only pure can be more powerful.

Ten thousand years to the barren!

Mo Xiaoxiao Qingzi is resolute, his eyes are like snow, facing the thunder and lightning, swaying freely!

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It's hot and I want to write something cool. Originally, the snow area wanted to be put in the back, but today it came out in advance.

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