Chapter 143: The Third Sigil

"Ding......

On the ground, a faint golden light suddenly flickered in the pile of broken bones made of flesh and blood all over Mo Ying's body.

"What is this?"

Zi Lan looked down, only to find that this golden light was a faint golden spiritual power, hidden in the thick poisonous gas, and a black primordial divine power was tenaciously protecting this faint golden spiritual power from being eroded by the poisonous gas.

"Yue'er, I'm leaving. ”

This faint golden light only flickered for a moment, but it landed right in Mo Ying's scattered eyes.

Mo Ying suddenly found himself in an extremely dark world, with a single-plank bridge in front of him, and a golden woman walking far ahead, without looking back.

"Yue'er!"

Mo Ying ran up and desperately chased the woman's footsteps, but no matter how hard Mo Ying tried, the distance could not be shortened, and it was always so far away, Mo Ying was always looking at the woman's back from afar.

"Yue'er, do you know, your back has been forcing me to move forward step by step......" Mo Ying said extremely weakly with the last of his strength.

Then, Mo Ying's extremely faint purple primordial body slowly glowed with a soft white light, white and purple, which was the primordial light that was about to disappear......

"It's over, it's all over. Zilan closed her eyes, full of pain.

"Master, little junior brother, he ......" Nishuang, who was not far away, couldn't bear to watch this scene when he saw it.

"Whew!"

At this moment, that faint golden light broke through the encirclement of the purple poisonous gas under the black primordial divine power, and shot straight into Mo Ying's dying primordial body.

"Phew!"

Suddenly, the golden light was magnificent, and Mo Ying's completely withered primordial spirit body completely turned into pure gold in the moment before it disappeared!

"Little junior brother?"

Seeing this scene, Zi Lan and Ni Shuang were all shocked, although they had both existed in this world for thousands of years, this was the first time they had seen this kind of thing.

"Wow ......"

The golden light lasted for a while before slowly dissipating, and after the golden light dissipated, Mo Ying's primordial spirit body returned to its original blackness, and the purple poisonous gas attached to the primordial god body was quickly absorbed as nourishment, and the extremely sluggish primordial spirit was nourished and was beginning to grow little by little.

"Zizi Zi ......"

On the dagger, endless purple poisonous gas was pouring out, but Mo Ying's primordial spirit body was like a bottomless pit, and it was all taken as it was.

The process of absorbing the poisonous gas as nourishment was very slow, and it took a long, long time, to almost the same as a century, before Mo Ying's primordial spirit regained its brilliance. At this time, Mo Ying's primordial body was more than twice as large as before, and there was a faint trace of purple qi on top of the original pure black primordial body.

In the next time, Mo Ying only needs to recondense a physical body. Growth is always much harder than destruction, but Mo Ying has already experienced it twice, and he knows what to do, it just takes time.

"Whew!"

The flame of life surged, and in the firelight, a crystal skeleton was slowly growing, and it took a long time to grow completely, and then with the support of the skeleton, the flesh and blood began to glow, and the black and thick hair came out in unison, and the skin slowly spread and covered ......

Mo Ying didn't know how long it took to complete the recasting of his body, but after the recasting, Mo Ying, whether it was the original god or the body, was much stronger than before, and there was a faint purple qi flowing from all over his body, and there was a little more evil qi in his eyes, and the cultivation realm was raised to the late stage of the Ethereal Realm!

"Congratulations, you have comprehended something more poisonous than the most poisonous in the world. Zi Lan, who had a false alarm, said slowly to Mo Ying.

"What's more poisonous than the world's most poisonous thing?"

"Love!" Zilan replied lightly.

Mo Ying was speechless.

"The golden spiritual power that remains in your body saved you, it can be said that she saved you, and it can also be said that your belief in loving her saved yourself. Zilan said slowly.

Mo Ying calmed down and felt it, and found that the faint golden spiritual power still existed in the new body, and then gradually relaxed his tired smile. This is the faint spiritual power left after Murong Qianya healed Mo Ying's injuries back then, and she has always been carefully cared for by Mo Ying, never rejecting or willing to devour it, but she didn't expect to save Mo Ying's life at this moment.

"If one day, the person who left this spiritual power stands on the opposite side of your life and death, will you kill her?" Zi Lan suddenly asked.

"No, it won't. Mo Ying replied categorically without thinking.

"Haha, I won't either. Zilan suddenly smiled brightly, as if she hadn't been so happy for more than a thousand years.

"Phew!"

A purple light shone up, and the third sigil on Mo Ying's left arm lit up, and the divine weapon with the world's most poisonous sword flew up on its own and pierced into the purple sigil.

"Shhh

Mo Ying only felt a sharp tingling pain, and the dagger disappeared.

"Thank you, brother. ”

When Zi Lan also burrowed into the purple sigil, Mo Ying said respectfully.

Unlike the other five runes that only had shallow traces, when the third rune on his left arm appeared with purple light extremely clearly, Mo Ying's trip was a complete success.

At this time, Mo Ying was so weak that he couldn't move while sitting on the ground like that. The light in the dungeon was very weak, and only a few spiritual powers were burning on the stone walls that had not changed for thousands of years, and Mo Ying, who had lost the concept of time, had no idea how long it had taken him.

"Hoo ......"

In the empty and spacious dungeon, only the tireless candle flame burned again, and Mo Ying just sat under the fire and fell asleep, waking up soon after, and then falling asleep again soon after, and so on many times.

Fortunately, there is a powerful spiritual array in this underground palace that is constantly running, and fresh air and spiritual power will flow through the place where Mo Ying is, nourishing Mo Ying's extremely weak body.

In the scenery that has never changed, Mo Ying can't remember how many times he fell asleep, how many times he woke up, and how long time had passed.

"Wow......"

After a long time, Mo Ying finally had the strength to stand up.

Regaining his strength, Mo Ying was not in a hurry to go out, but walked to the side, picked up the storage bag that he had thrown down earlier, and took out a set of clothes from it to wear on his body, that's right, after condensing his body, Mo Ying has always been naked. Subsequently, Mo Ying moved in the dungeon, and the newly condensed body was still very uncomfortable at first, but Mo Ying, who had two experiences, quickly solved the problem.

"Xiaoice Ling, how can you sleep so well? Are you a pig or a dragon?"

After completely adapting to his body, Mo Ying stepped forward and hugged the Xiaoice Dragon who was lying on the ground and was sleeping, and the Yuan God Body of Neon Frost had already returned to the rune. For Mo Ying's hug, Xiaoice Long was still aware of it, but only moved his paws slightly, and his eyes did not open.

"Did I raise a dragon or a pig?" Mo Ying smiled helplessly, and then carefully stuffed the Xiaoice Dragon into his clothes.

Mo Ying turned around and walked out.

The way back was always fast, and Mo Ying returned to the fork in the road agreed with Clay in just a few breaths, but at this time, Clay was nowhere to be seen at the fork in the road.

"Could it be that it took me longer, or is it already out?" Mo Ying muttered to himself in question.

After speaking, Mo Ying leaned down and carefully examined the soil on the ground by the light of the fire burning on the stone wall, but the delicate Mo Ying did not find the footprints that walked out.

"It seems that the inheritance is not easy, after all, the saint realm. Mo Ying muttered to himself.

"It should be soon, just wait a bit. ”

Zi Lan's voice resounded in Mo Ying's sea of consciousness, and after successfully carving the sigil, a special connection was built between their primordial spirit bodies, and they could communicate directly in the sea of consciousness.

"Eighth Senior Brother, I don't understand a little, why are you hiding in such a remote place, and you have set up such an anti-heaven spirit array, if I hadn't been lucky enough to get acquainted with the people of the Amethyst Holy Scorpion Clan, it would have been impossible to come here at all. Mo Ying, who was idle and bored, said his doubts.

"Although there is the Amethyst Holy Scorpion clan guarding here, a powerful spirit array is still necessary, otherwise it will be even more impossible if it is taken away by the people of Cloud Sky City. Zi Lan said in Mo Ying's sea of consciousness.

"Besides, didn't I leave you a clue? Zilan said again.

"I've been studying it for a whole year and I haven't figured it out. It's really glad to think about it now, but fortunately I got to know Sister Clay, otherwise I really don't know if there would be a chance to come here. Mo Ying smiled.

"There is a certainty in the dark. Zilan said meaningfully.

"Okay. For this sentence, Mo Ying was noncommittal.

"That eighth senior brother, do you know where the other senior brothers and sisters are?" asked Mo Ying without thinking.

But the moment the question was asked, Mo Ying directly regretted it, and after Mo Ying asked it, he realized that it was an idiot question, because if they all knew each other, the wind and frost would have guided Mo Ying a long time ago, so why bother looking for it.