The old man was speechless, looked at Xiang Mo struggling there in pain, and sighed:

"It's a pity that such a good seedling endured the torture of the explosion like this, but he was helpless, and I don't know if you were kind or hurt him!"

"That's better than him walking out of this door and being hacked to death!"

Thousands of mountains and tides looked at Xiang Mo lazily and casually, a pair of sharp eyes, shining with fine light, like a distant deep sea, bottomless.

"It's a pity that such a good seedling is going to die here now, maybe he didn't come to this place to get the flying sword, it would be better for him!"

Wu Buli was a little regretful, just now he felt a trace of heaven and earth breath from Xiang Mo's body, if it was right, it was the so-called immortal body.

This kind of physique is one in ten thousand, most of them appear in the immortal sect, it is they who began to use the heaven and earth elixir to quench when they were infants, and then cut the hair and wash the marrow, and at the same time use the things of the five elements to feed it together, and it is slowly formed over a long period of time.

People with this kind of physique have a much greater chance of comprehending the mysteries of heaven and earth when they grow up than ordinary people.

In addition, such a constitution will also be born among mortals, but it is very rare.

Now this Xiang Mo is the body of an immortal, if he can be included in Wan Tie Zhai, he will definitely be able to cultivate carefully and become a good talent to assist him.

It's a pity that it's too late, and the six high-level vitality bullets are in the stomach, and Da Luo Jinxian is also difficult to save.

"What, old man Wu, do you think this young man will die? or do you think he doesn't have the perseverance to get through?"

Although the third prince was also staring at Xiang Mo, he seemed to have eyes on the side of his head, and he could easily see through Old Man Wu's thoughts.

"Alas, this can't be blamed on the old man, I can't blame the old man, the world is so impetuous these days, unwilling to cultivate with peace of mind, lay a good foundation, blindly seek a breakthrough in pills, and practice martial arts is also only about power and not pay attention to the foundation, so the people who cultivate in this way are as vulnerable as the drifting of the lake and the sea!"

The old man was merciful and humane.

"Well, old man Wu, let's make a bet, how about we bet on whether this boy can hold on? The bet is the thing that the boy gave you! If I win, you give me that thing, and if I lose, I will give you something of the same value! What do you think?"

Qianshan Lanchao waited for Wu Buli's reply, and seemed to have already calculated everything.

"This ......"

Wu Buli paused, and said helplessly:

"It's not that the old man, I don't want to give things to you, the prince, it's really a little inconvenient, only when this thing is delivered to the lord, then you can go to him, and naturally you can find out if you can get this treasure!"

"Okay, old man, don't come with me like this, you don't know my relationship with him, as long as I want it, he will definitely give it to me, now let's not spoil the fun, this bet is so decided!"

Qianshan swept away the disdain just now, and gave this thing domineering and wantonly, which made Old Man Wu very uncomfortable, but he was helpless.

I could only put a pair of old eyes on the round rumbling, turning around, glancing back and forth at Xiang Mo, silently praying in my heart for Xiang Mo's failure.

Compared to this young man, he still cares more about what he has in his hands.

Xiang Mo's spirit disk finally stopped all the wind and waves, and resolutely stood on the crest of the waves, looking proudly at the crazy sky.

It is like a giant ship, sailing through the waves, piercing the blue waves, and moving forward bravely by separating a waterway.

The stirred waves swept over the side of the boat with silvery white spray, and then joined the raging waves at the stern of the boat, leaving a glittering ribbon that expanded into the distant sea, creating thousands of shimmering waves.

Seeing this, the wind roared, the angry waves roared up when they saw this, Mount Tai pressed the top, and the demon god probed his claws, and when he set off rows of huge waves, the huge waves rushed forward in rows and rushed forward, rushing towards the spirit plate.

Under the impact of the continuous rolling, the huge wave was smashed by the spirit disk, and the fragments and droplets still floated forward, splashing on the spirit disk.

The great waves are still coming one after the other, breaking and coming, and breaking and breaking when they come...... It seems to be never-ending.

However, the spirit disk grew bigger and bigger, like a small sapling at the beginning, until it was like a giant tree in the sky, and it was on the spot, overwhelming all things.

All the wind and waves were suppressed by his mind, and gradually eased.

Gradually, the wind seemed to be summoned, quieted, and the waves calmed down as if they had been touched by a big hand.

After the wind and waves are calm, there is the sea and the sky.

The sky seems to be bigger, stretching to a very far place, you can't see the edge, the water seems to be softer, gentle and soothing, moisturizing all things, the mountains seem to be tall and tall, the mountain waves are peaks and waves, layer upon layer.

A brilliant rainbow rises between the surging sea and the majestic mountains, turning everything into the most beautiful picture.

The broken dantian was reunited, the messy meridians were twisted into a strand again, the blood flowed in the body like a cheerful stream, and the true qi let out a monstrous roar like a swimming dragon and entrenched in the acupuncture points.

The spirit is reunited, and the spirit is reunited.

Xiang Mo Dan felt that he seemed to have been reborn again, the dantian was several times more solid than before, and there was a faint unknown luster on it, and there was a world inside, which seemed to be pregnant with indescribable changes.

The clods of soil that already existed in the water were much larger than in the past, and there was even more sand.

In the distance, there are more mountains, caves, and more ore-like stones.

Everything is evolving towards the mortal realm, as if to herald the day before it will be completely in line with the world around it.

Between raising his hand, he only felt that he could move mountains and seas, change the heavens and the earth, and he was more powerful than just now.

The promotion is so great, Xiang Mo is still very happy,

He clearly knew that he was still in the Ning Yuan Realm, and he had not reached the Gathering Spiral Realm, and it seemed that only when his world had evolved beyond the current state that he had the possibility of breaking through to that step.

Although it seems that there are already signs, in fact there is an insurmountable chasm at the end of the world.

But he is already very satisfied, his current realm can already be compared to Xiang Tianqi, and he can regret the Great Elder of the Xiang family as early as when he was in the third order of Ning Yuan, and now that he is in the same realm as him, he can naturally destroy him casually.

With such strength, Xiang Mo asked himself, and he also had the strength to fight in the face of the world's heroes, and suddenly he was full of pride, and he surged with endless courage, and his true qi was like a frenzy, and he easily turned the ore he was holding in his hand into metal droplets and dripped into the stitch.

The print is extremely fast, and the force is heavy or leaning or positive, heavy or light, like thunder to collect anger.

The lines of the road leap on the mold, floating like floating clouds, like a dragon, majestic and varied.

Between the movement and the stillness, it is like a mountain, a water and a dragon, a stroke of a stroke, like a fairy-like indulgence, coming and going without a trace.

After a few clicks, it's not enjoyable, and it's another walk on top of that.

Looking at it again, the posture is horizontal, out of inadvertentness, and it is the palm of his hand that he forgets.

The needle walks the dragon, the straight painting is like a sword, the curved pen is like a vine, the point is like a dangerous peak falling stone, and the skimming is like an orchid leaf blowing in the wind.

Under a few stitches, it is not only like the ingenious combination of dots and lines, but also like the joy and sorrow of life.

In the blink of an eye, a mark seemed to be given life, step by step out of the mold, stretching its limbs, looking into the distance, and popping out of its head.

The third prince Qianshan and Wu Buli were startled, and their bodies involuntarily moved back, only to feel that their bodies seemed to be doused with hot oil, which was hot and hot, and they couldn't wait to pull their legs and walk.

I saw a monster with horns like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, a mirage like a belly, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, a palm like a tiger, and ears like a cow in front of him.

At the same time, in the middle of the night, there was a flame-like burning sunset in the sky, the sunset was quadrilateral, one by one, clusters, appearing in the sky, charming and colorful, as if to seize the creation of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon.

"This ...... It's a dragon!"

The Third Prince and Wu Buli shouted in unison, but this cry seemed to disturb the newborn dragon a little, causing the body of this strange thing that gathered heaven and earth to shake and gradually dissipate into the air.

Xiang Mo stopped the stitch in his hand at the same time, and lay on the ground as if he had planted an onion, no longer moving.

"It seems that this little guy still hasn't succeeded after all! If you want to print a top-level seal, it's not enough to be a master of the Printing Law, you must return it to the Grandmaster of the Printing Law!"

Wu Buli was a little regretful, and only felt that a new flying sword seemed to be about to be formed, but in the end, it fell short.

"And he survived, didn't he? Old man Wu, we should have won the bet!

Qianshan Lanchao unceremoniously stretched out his hand and shook it at him.

Wu Buli could only silently take out the pocket, pinched it in his hand again and again, and finally was dodged by the third prince.

When I opened the bag, I finally saw what was inside, it was a horn, a dragon horn.

Unlike the dragon they had just seen, it had golden horns, and this horn had a pale blue tinge with a blue glow on it.

"Hey, there is such a complete Jiaojiao, where did this kid get it!"

The third prince's eyes were shining, staring at this horn in amazement.

Jiao is a very rare creature in the Xuanwu Kingdom, even if there is, it is also the kind of young Jiao that is extremely small, and the horn in front of them is obviously an adult Jiao, and the breath contained in it is also contaminated with the Thunder Tribulation, which is obviously a big Jiao who is about to survive the Heavenly Tribulation.

In this case, the value of this corner is incomparable, and it can be said that it is invaluable.

With this item, not only can you use it to forge a complete weapon, but you can also smash it and add it to the casting of armor, which can play a very good defensive role.

All in all, adult Jiaojiao has a price but no market, and it can be met but not obtained.

Qianshan Lanchao thought for a moment, suddenly looked at Xiang Mo's right hand, was suddenly startled, and said:

"This kid seems to have an extraordinary background, and he actually has a storage ring on his hand!"

Wu Buli looked at it, also frowned, and said in a low voice:

"As soon as I look at that ring, I know that it is an extraordinary thing, and it seems that it can only be seen in some top large-scale immortal sects, so it can be seen that this son seems to be from a great immortal sect, it seems that there is trouble!"