Chapter 37 Auditions

The fairy mist array is white, and it is not clear inside and outside.

Without a pause, Mahal stepped straight in.

"Boom!"

The Star Killing Dou Qi in his body shook violently as he stepped into a certain distance.

Two breaths appeared in the sensing range in an instant, and Mehal's figure leaped up and rushed towards the crystal black hole.

In an instant, Mehal appeared in front of the crystalline black hole.

With one palm, he lifted the dirt for cover, and without hesitation, Mehal's figure jumped into the hole.

The darkness in front of him was instantaneous, and suddenly it opened up, and the magnificent cave world in the sky came into view, the light was dazzling, and the spirit stone crystal light flashed brilliantly.

"Your Excellency!" a weak voice came from afar with surprise.

Mahal glanced at Lei Lao, who was tired and weak, and then looked at the old man whose face was sallow and buttery, and his eyes fell directly to the stone platform.

On the stone platform, the vicissitudes of life and the ancient atmosphere spread.

Unlike usual, at this time there was a young figure sitting on it, with different hair covering half of his face, his expression was peaceful, and his eyes were closed.

And from the bottom of the stone platform, a layer of light curtains upward, like a fountain, firmly enveloping the young man.

McHal watched, his eyes widening, and he slowly stepped forward, his chest rising and falling violently.

"Peng!"

With a punch and a kick, Lei Lao was smashed to the ground.

The soles of Mahal's feet were suddenly heavy, and he stepped on Lei Lao's arm fiercely, and the bones were broken like fried beans, and they exploded.

"Who was it that made him sit on it? ”

Mahal roared in a low and hideous voice, like a monster, and his eyes were fierce like the ice of winter, and his body was covered with a rolling evil aura.

Lei Lao looked at Mahal like a madman, and his pupils constricted.

Even if Lei Lao had broken through the Shentai Realm at this time, with Mehal's cold questioning, a nameless chill rose from his heart.

Click, click, click, Click, Mahal rolled his legs and feet back and forth, and the fighting spirit cracked the bones with force, and dispersed the protective fighting spirit in the body.

The heart-rending pain made this newly promoted Shentai Realm powerhouse let out a terrible howl again and again.

The painful howls continued loudly and continuously, crushing back and forth legs and feet until all the limbs were cracked.

Mahal finally suppressed his anger and walked to the stone platform.

The slaughter of the Maiha clan by the White Dragon Daojun, the tragic scene of the two great clans has used up all the irrationality.

stepped forward, drew his sword, and Maihal's hero-level bronze ancient sword stabbed it.

With a bang, sparks shot out, leaving no trace on the light curtain.

With his pupils shrinking, Mehal slowly stretched out his hand towards the light curtain, which felt hard, thick, and indestructible to the touch.

When he got on it, his heart moved to urge the sword mark mark between his arms.

Two years ago, Maihal relied on urging the sword mark mark to break the ban of the White Dragon Daojun.

It's just that

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the sword mark mark, and Mehal calmly withdrew his hand and stood in front of the light curtain.

Without blinking, staring at Lin Huang, whose eyes were closed, he stood there straight like this.

Standing

Standing

Lei Lao recovered and got up, and Zhang Zhuang's breakthrough was long overdue.

Sunset and moonrise.

I don't know how long it took, and the brown hair of Mahal, who was standing in front of the light curtain, turned into black hair at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Strange and strange black, with some kind of qualitative change, and with a certain thread in Meha's heart.

Mahal closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and the star-killing fighting qi in his body began to refine the heat energy, impacting the tenth acupoint.

Twenty-eight acupuncture points, Mehal opened up nine paths and became a ninefold master of spirit refining.

If you open up the tenth acupoint, you are a master of the Shentai Realm, but this is not the case.

Shentai realm, what is Shentai? Casting the foundation with qi and transforming the platform with deification is the Shentai.

Shentai, a body of cultivation condensed by the essence of life, dispatches the core of the source qi in the body, and surpasses the root of spirit refining.

Refining the spirit seven to nine levels, it can only shoot out a faint sword qi.

And when he reached the Shentai One Heavy Heaven, he was able to shoot out a powerful sword qi slash.

The power and destructive power is beyond the reach of the spirit refining powerhouses.

The most fundamental is the condensation of the god platform.

And the condensation of the Divine Platform is extremely dangerous, and the required cultivation for the life essence has reached an extremely high requirement.

Mahal swallowed the heat and pounded against the tenth barrier.

Time passes

"Boom!"

The barrier made a cracking sound, and with the rapid collision of the Star Killing Fighting Qi, the barrier shattered with a bang.

Driven by the seven mysterious star veins in the body, the ten major acupoints and the star veins are circulating as one, endlessly.

This big hole broke through, and the wind was light.

Mahal didn't feel the momentum of the explosion of power, and he didn't feel the sense of strength brought about by the surge of vindictiveness.

There is just calm.

As for saying that the divine law of the Shentai realm came naturally, the sense of obscurity that brought up the Shentai did not appear.

And to break through the tenth acupoint, a total of three drops of the ninefold peak essence blood of the spirit refining were used.

Mahal got up, stared at Lin Huang with his eyes closed, and slowly turned his back.

"Tear down all the big fruit spirit stone crystals here. Mehal looked up and spoke hoarsely.

Looking at the two twenty-foot sword-wielding giants in front of the stone platform, their eyes looked at each other, and a strange black flashed in the contrast of Mehal's eyes on the crystal.

"Yes!" Lei Lao and Zhang Zhuang hurriedly bowed their heads.

Mahal turned and strode away.

When he walked in front of the half-dead ancient body, he took out the sword with a pop and brought up the blood, refining the corpse in the blink of an eye, without any thoughts.

The qualifications of the Shentai Realm are extremely demanding, if it is arrogant and arrogant, and the cultivation of the essence of life collapses, its end can only be half-dead.

Leaping to his feet, Mahal stepped out of the crystalline black hole.

Looking back, he didn't linger too much, and turned around to leave a remnant of the sky.

Mahal rushed to the city of Duru, and it took two days.

As he approached Duru City, Mahal recruited Kevin, who was still consolidating his realm.

After leaving a token, he rushed to the crystal black hole of Mehcoll.

"Boom!"

In the center of the city, a huge black whirlpool rumbled and swirled, and the flow drove the astonishing heaven and earth vitality within a radius of hundreds of miles.

In the majestic rotation of the whirlpool, the light of heaven and earth was isolated, with a strange power of gloom.

It was as if this huge whirlpool was a passage to the otherworld, and the air of the wilderness was exuding from it, blowing in the air and wafting through the city.

When Mahal entered the city, he saw this scene in the center of the city.

Sweeping through the deserted streets, Mehal's figure flickered towards the center of the city.

As he got closer to the center of the city, gradually, spirit refining masters began to appear in groups of threes and twos.

Mahal walked and listened, and as the crowd grew denser, he probably knew everything about it.

After understanding the general situation, without delay, Mehal rushed to the ground.

During the period when Mehal was away, the Nine Holy Sons of the Nine Holy Divine Palaces toured the world once every twenty years, and the recruitment of disciples finally began.

Of course, it could not be the Nine Great Holy Sons who came to the political lordship, but the envoys of the Nine Holy Divine Palace.

Moreover, this envoy is also a genius disciple who came out of the Dulu family in the last few political lords.

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