Mo Han stepped in.

Instantly.

His face was full of shock.

He couldn't see his five fingers in front of him, it was as black as ink, and the majestic spiritual power was like a tide, enveloping him.

The whole body is comfortable, and the cold spiritual power travels in the meridians, slowly repairing damaged bones.

A dragon's groan!

The Nine Nether Dragon Spirit Seal transformed into a five-clawed black dragon, hovering in the air, frantically devouring spiritual power.

"Could it be that this is the sea of spiritual power of the Nine Nether Dragons!?"

"Could it be that the Nine Nether Dragons suppressed under the Spirit Skill Tower, its sea of spiritual power, are blocked here. Mo Han asked.

"Not entirely correct, half of it, the Sea of Spiritual Power of the Nine Nether Dragons, and the other half, from there!" the Spirit Emperor explained.

Emperor Ling's words just fell.

Vaguely perceived, in the depths of the pitch-black space, there was a bottomless giant hole, and from it came out, the energy of the soul.

That breath of familiarity and familiarity came from it.

"Huh, that's?"

Mo Han was shocked and incomprehensible.

His current strength is impossible to detect.

"I can't perceive it either!" replied the Spirit Emperor sincerely.

For a long time, Emperor Ling can be said to know everything, but he didn't expect that he would be stumped here.

It can be seen that this place is strange and abnormal.

Mo Han, in order to break the embarrassment, asked curiously.

"Then here, how much power does the Nine Nether Dragons contain?"

"The spiritual power fluctuations here are less than one percent of what it was at its peak. Emperor Ling explained.

"The Nine Nether Dragons, at their peak, what kind of realm did its combat power reach?"

Mo Han doesn't know why, yearning for the strong.

"You can be called an emperor!"

Spirit Emperor, said in a low tone.

"Emperor, that spiritual power level is at least ninety-one?!"

Mo Han, shocked.

The strength of the Nine Nether Dragons is so terrifying, I didn't expect to be suppressed in the end, which shows the strength of the opponent, and I am a little more worried about my father!

Now.

The dragon groaned constantly.

After absorbing spiritual power, the Nine Nether Dragons, its body was condensed, its breath was strong, and it was not languishing.

Under the immersion of the spiritual power of the origin, the breath is long, as if it is alive.

But after all, it was just a broken spirit seal, and it couldn't absorb it all at all.

"Hurry up, absorb the spiritual power here, you don't have much time!" the Spirit Emperor urged.

The spiritual power pool is originally a chance, and everyone's fate is different.

Mo Han, the opportunity to fight with his life, it is not easy to come here.

"Hmm!"

Mo Han relaxed his body and opened the primeval dragon veins in his body.

At the top of the firmament, there are ten traces of dragon-shaped runes, dragon tail, dragon claws, dragon horns, dragon whiskers, dragon bones, dragon chests, dragon liver, dragon marrow, dragon eyes, reverse scales, etc.

At this time, he was a thirteenth-level spirit king, and the first three runes had been lit.

After absorbing spiritual power.

In the primeval dragon vein, the fourth dragon whisker rune imprint seemed to be alive.

The dragon's whiskers swing and come to life.

Gradually, to the next rune, spread.

Mo Han, his own breath became stronger and stronger.

He didn't know.

Here, if the power of the dark dragon is absorbed, it will upset the balance of the spiritual power pool, and the disaster it will bring to others is huge.

Now.

The spiritual power pool crashed against the waves, rolled up the spiritual power whirlpool, and strangled the bathing people like a whirlwind.

"Ahh

A young man, who had time to get out in the future, was shattered by the whirlpool of spiritual power.

"Come out quickly!" Jiang Lou reminded.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Wang Cheng was the first to jump out of the spiritual power pool.

followed by Liu Xin, and then Jiang Feng.

Everyone was shocked, their faces were full of consternation, and they couldn't speak to themselves for a long time.

It's just the time of a stick of incense.

Wang Cheng was promoted two levels in a row. Fifteenth-level Spirit King!

Liu Xin, promoted two levels in a row, twenty-two level Spirit Sect!

Jiang Feng, promoted to four levels in a row, twenty-fifth level Spirit Sect!

In particular, Jiang Feng is the most prominent. Full of energy and high spirits.

"It's worthy of being my nephew, and I got another adventure!" Jiang Lou looked at Jiang Feng with a smile and said to himself.

After counting the interest.

Hula!

A young girl, dressed in black, is agile and dusty, like a spirit falling in the mortal world.

Turin!

"Twenty-eighth level Spirit Sect!"

The people around were speechless, her demonic qualifications overshadowed Jiang Feng's limelight.

The young man who was bathing jumped out of the spiritual power pool one after another.

If you don't escape in time, you will definitely die, and there is no possibility of survival under the crushing of that kind of violent spiritual power.

Just a moment.

Several unresponsive teenagers lost their lives as a result.

"Huh, have you seen any rubbish?"

Liu Xin sneered in order to divert everyone's attention.

"Heh! The scum is estimated to be dead for a long time!" Wang Cheng echoed.

Liu Xin deliberately used Mo Han to open the brush, under the whirlpool of spiritual power, he would definitely die, and there was nothing to worry about.

"Heh! was beaten down by someone else, and dared to make a big statement at this time!"

Turin, listening to their mocking words, suddenly became angry in his heart, and retorted.

Turin's words, hitting them in the sore spot, can be described as a stone stirring up a thousand waves, hitting them in the face.

"Turin, what do you have to do with waste?"

"Not only help him speak, but also give him the family token, the Spirit Jade Medal!"

"Don't you know who he is, what is his heart?"

Jiang Feng's face was pale, and there was something hidden in his words.

The same is, the holder of the Jade Medal.

Mo Han, the spirit jade medal in his hand, at a glance, he knew that it was Turin.

What's even more strange is that every time he encounters something, Turin is the first to help Mo Han speak.

If the two of them have nothing, who will believe it!

"Oh, you are greedy yourselves, and you have wronged me, how about I gave him?" said Turin.

When the teenagers heard Turin say this, their hearts were not happy.

"Waste, what is the place to get the pearl of the capital family?!"

"Little crumb, if I want to meet you, I must peel your skin!"

“......”

They are all handsome people, and after the baptism of the spiritual power pool, their strength has increased greatly and they are full of confidence.

A moment of effort.

Mo Han opened his eyes and shot out a cold light.

Seventeenth-level Spirit King!

Unexpectedly, he was promoted to five levels in a row, and in just a few moments, he could resist normal cultivation for half a year.

The purity of spiritual power is at least several times that of the spiritual power pool.

Mo Han's gaze stared into the depths of the darkness, and the familiar smell came from the deep cave.

Want to explore.

Mo Han's strength increased, and he clearly sensed that an astonishing energy emanated from it, accompanied by a strong sense of crisis.

"Go back! With your current strength, you won't be able to explore!" the Spirit Emperor advised.

"Hmm!"

Mo Han nodded and turned to the side.

"Hey, teacher, what's that?"

Beside him, not far away, a pitch-black light flashed, attracting his attention.

"Dragon marrow! It is comparable to the existence of spiritual marrow! I didn't expect that the sea of spiritual power of the Nine Nether Dragons would give birth to this kind of treasure!"

"Could it be that the Nine Nether Dragons are the Supreme of the Imperial Family?! Only the Supreme Supreme of the Imperial Family can possess this ability!" Emperor Ling was shocked.

"Then it's not through it that I will break through the shackles of the Spirit King and ascend to the Spirit Sect!" Mo Han said excitedly.

"Hmm!"

"Get out of here quickly, I sense, it will be troublesome if it exceeds the time!" the Spirit Emperor urged.

Mo Han turned around and put the "Dragon Marrow" in his arms and went upstream.

The brawl by the psionic pool continued.

"Now, if I can't take the waste with one move, I'll learn to bark as a dog!" Liu Xin said cursedly.

"No chance! Waste is dead!"

A teenager, mocked.

"Then you can learn to bark as a dog!" a cold voice came from the psionic pool.

A young man, with trembling legs and a pale face, stammered.

He ...... Why haven't you died yet......"