Mo Han raised his head and looked at the endless darkness, the center of the second tower.

Having adapted to the environment inside the tower, Mo Han no longer had the feeling of being in front of him like when he teleported before. If you are in front of you when you fight against a strong person above the Xuan Rank, maybe it is this difference that will give you your life.

When he emerged from the darkness, Mo Han felt even more incredible at what he was looking for.

Gray, endless gray.

If there is a slight sparkle, it will be very real, but there is only gray space except for the black mist that drifts from the ground.

Mo Han walked down the sky, step by step towards the ground where the fog rose, the further down the black fog was thicker, and finally the black fog was as black as a quagmire, and it was bottomless.

He gave up the idea of going to the bottom as if he were going up. Moreover, after this black mist enters the human body, it can erode the meridians, bones, muscles, and internal organs, and the flow of qi will become slower and slower, and the exercises will drop greatly. If you can't escape, there is only one way to die.

Mo Han was glad that this pagoda was controlled by himself, and if he encountered such a dangerous situation, it would be more uncomfortable than death. In a big battle, not only is the strength greatly reduced by the erosion of black mist, but the opponent can also play shadow tactics, and can control everything here.

It's not a nightmare, it's a nightmare.

Although Mo Han didn't like this kind of combat environment, he still liked more Red Flame Lava if he fought against him, but he didn't mind having more means.

Mo Han's heart moved, and the mist rising in the gray space conjured up countless black dragons, soaring, circling, and flying, intertwining with each other, and the silent roar of fangs and claws enveloped the space within hundreds of miles. If his strength is strong enough, he can even extend the shroud infinitely, and the opponent cannot escape.

Just by being close to the Nightmare Realm, you can kill people so invisibly, and you haven't used the means to seal the heavens yourself. Mo Han believed that after the two methods were skillfully used, people whose strength was two or even one realm higher would be pulled into the tower and killed!

The white-clothed figure swayed in the black mist of the gray space, and Mo Han was flying at extreme speed, but the vastness of the space looked as if it hadn't moved.

He stopped, hovered and sat with his eyes closed.

The difference between the first tower and the second tower is similar to the names of Red Flame Lava and Nightmare Realm, but it is just an enchantment battlefield laid out.

However, after entering the Xuan Rank, he found that the second tower was more suitable for him to cultivate. Not only the magic power, but also the strength of the aura is also improving, as if the two forces in the same body are in a state of balance, it just depends on Mo Han's use of the Sealed Heaven Urn or the Nine-Fold Flat Heavenly Tower.

Mo Han didn't know what to do, maybe it was the tacit understanding between the Holy Venerable and the Demon Saint.

Mo Han sat cross-legged again, immersed in the cultivation of his skyrocketing strength.

The realm is improved day by day, and for those who desire strength, it is like walking in the desert when they are dehydrated and dying, and the nectar that falls from the sky must be drunk heartily until they can't pour the last sip, so that the water flows out of the corners of the mouth with a satisfied smile.

Time passed silently, like a black mist rising silently around Mo Han.

The purple mark on his eyebrows became deeper and deeper, the golden light of the meridians nourished by the shield talisman aura flickered more and more tenacious, and the surface of his bones and skin were faintly glowing with golden light.

Mo Han has always been curious about the aura core condensed in the dantian in his chest, and where is the demonic qi condensed?

Following a trace of black demonic qi, it turned out to gather in the lower dantian, whistling and spinning like an endless black hole, greedily devouring the refined demonic qi.

Without the formation of a nucleus, just such a black hole?

Maybe that's it, without paying any more attention, consciousness goes into an ethereal state.

Since the last time Feng Duo sounded, Sha Qi sat on the small bench and waited for nearly a month of day and night, supporting her chin with her hands and feeling pitiful, she didn't think about anything, just looking forward to seeing Mo Han laugh when the tower door opened the next moment.

Whether it's a human or a demon.

The moonlight was very white, but it was a little hazy when it passed through the thin clouds.

Sha Qi rubbed his eyes a little sleepy, and looked at the nine-storied Pingtian Pagoda shrouded in moonlight, which was black and shiny with moonlight, and the calm and heavy pressure on the night was extraordinarily quiet.

When passing by the gazebo, I saw that the Demon Saint was picking up the white jade cup and drinking tea, I had never seen him sleep so well, his ass barely left the round stool made of mahogany roots, and the person almost never came out of the pavilion. In addition to drinking tea, it is to look at the tower, or drink tea and stick to the tower.

It's quite boring for this person to live, Sha Qi thought.

She could also see that the Demon Saint paid no less attention to Mo Han than her. Although this person was a little cunning and lied to her that he could make Mo Han stronger in a short period of time, and Lei Zun also acquiesced, he didn't say that there was a danger of becoming a demon or dying.

She was very sad to see Mo Han's painful choice, but Mo Han didn't blame her.

Mo Han has no hesitation in trusting her, even if he hides some things in his heart and doesn't say it, he won't be reluctant, as long as you are happy, you can do anything.

Everything Sha Qi did to Mo Han was regarded as Mo Han loving her rather than simply liking her, even if it wasn't love, it couldn't be changed, she had to love. Otherwise, go to the three Heavenly Venerables and ask them to return the fruits and meat they have eaten, and only they can help themselves.

Sha Qi walked to the pavilion, and the Demon Saint put down the cup and got up and smiled, "What does the princess need help with?"

The first time he saw Sha Qi walking so calmly, the Demon Saint was a little uncomfortable, he thought that what he did was the usual method used in the success and defeat of the king, and it was normal in the eyes of those who fought for power and profit. And taking the kind and simple Sha Qi as a part of the means, Sha Qi felt disgusted, and he didn't feel right now.

"You..." Sha Qi was a little uncomfortable communicating with the Demon Saint in a normal tone, and nodded her jaw and tried to say in a gentle tone: "Why are your hands so white, I'll make you something to eat when you're hungry." ”

Sha Qi saw from a distance that the Demon Saint's hand was whiter than the white jade cup, and although he spoke dishonestly and cunningly, he finally fulfilled his promise. Since Mo Han didn't have an accident, Sha Qi's attitude towards him eased a lot in her heart, but she was not used to talking to him. I didn't see him eat, and I was afraid that he would be hungry, so I went into the gazebo and asked.

"Oh?" The Demon Saint raised his hand and looked at it, and said with a smile: "My limit is approaching, so I don't bother the princess." ”

The Demon Saint felt a warmth in his heart, and this feeling had never been felt before. Perhaps because the deadline was approaching, he suddenly felt that his supreme power over the world was insignificant compared to Sha Qi's gentle greeting. The wine spills and the smoke is gone, but the warm memory can be preserved for a long time. At this moment, he even envied Mo Han and believed in Mo Han even more.

"The limit... Coming... , yes?"

Sha Qi seemed to understand, but she was not sure.

The Demon Saint smiled freely and said, "It's just that it will disappear quickly, oh, no." There is also a bit of spiritual consciousness, that is, the memory and consciousness of the past, thanks to Mo Han for preserving it for me. ”

The Demon Saint's tone revealed gratitude.

"Yes, you... Not exactly like a bad person. Although Sha Qi didn't want to praise him, it was really from her heart.

Although others sounded like scolding, the Demon Saint knew that it was a great honor for him to say this sentence from Sha Qi's mouth, and said happily: "Thank you, princess, for your kind words." ”

"You're welcome, I didn't say anything. Don't you really need to cook for you?" asked Sha Qi.

"No, no, no, if it's too late, you won't bother the princess. The Demon Saint hurriedly waved his hand.

"Oh, can you give me this knife?" Sha Qi pointed to the kitchen knife on the table, a little embarrassed.

The Demon Saint could see from Sha Qi's eyes that she wanted to take the knife as a souvenir, although she didn't say it, her eyes were already sincere.

"Of course you can," the Demon Saint picked up the knife and was about to hand it out, frowning, "It's too heavy, I'll retouch it." ”

Sha Qi nodded, it was indeed a bit heavy.

The Demon Saint held the hilt of the knife in one hand, and slashed the surface of the knife with his index finger in the other, and his expression was focused as if he was completing a proud work.

The debris fell with a crumble, and the Demon Saint smoothed the edges and corners with his fingers, pinched the back of the knife, and handed it to Sha Qi and said, "It's okay now." ”

Sha Qi held the handle of the knife and shook it, the handle, blade and jaw were all golden and delicately carved, and the wide knife surface was modified by the Demon Saint and turned into a half-wheel moon, which was not very light or heavy to hold.

"Thanks, I'm going to sleep. Sha Qi said goodbye to the Demon Saint and left with the knife.

The Demon Saint watched her walk in the moonlight, pure and kind, whiter and softer than the moonlight. It wasn't until Sha Qi walked across the arched bridge and walked on the corridor that he was covered by flowers and trees that he retracted his gaze, and turned around to look at the Nine-Fold Pingtian Pagoda that he had cultivated all his life.

He regretted giving the Nine-Fold Flat Heavenly Pagoda to Mo Han, and he also felt sorry for him for having the Heavenly Seal. The stronger the ability, the more things he carries, I don't know if he will follow in the footsteps of himself and Mo Chongtian.

Staying with people who love each other, even if they are ordinary, they are extremely luxurious and moving.

"The storm is coming, are you people who are high up in control of the fate of others ready? I think I can control everything, I really want to see what your expression is when you see the gods and demons community, Feng Tianqi and the Nine-fold Pingtian Pagoda together, hahahaha, hahahaha!"

"Tell you, if you give Bendi another chance, Bendi will not enter the human realm and directly attack the god realm!

......

In the midst of the black mist, Mo Han opened his eyes, and he noticed that the swirling whirlpool of the black hole in the lower dantian gradually stopped, like a lazy person who was full of food and drink.

The lower dantian subsided, and the aura condensation nucleus of the middle dantian also subsided. The aura condensation nucleus did not get bigger, but only became more condensed. If it weren't for the uneven folds on the surface, Mo Han would have thought that Cheng Danjing had become a crystal.

Mo Han stood up, and the aura and demonic qi in his body were churning like rivers and seas at the same time.

He didn't use his consciousness to keep his body levitated, and now he was able to still stand in the air because he relied on his Xuan-rank mid-realm strength to finally fly in the air.

The body is as light as a cloud, but the body contains the energy of the majestic mountains and the vast rivers and seas.

This feeling is the strength to be down-to-earth and no longer afraid of any hardships and dangers!

Even if it is the earthly level, the heavenly level, the holy level, as long as the body is immortal and the soul is immortal, and when you return, you will definitely step on the treacherous darkness!