If it weren't for him sitting cross-legged on Wen Shenyu, his mind was calm, and his eyes were transparent, he wouldn't have been able to find it at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBecause of that thin black line, not only looming in his spiritual root, but also getting fainter and fainter, about to disappear.

"Humph!"

Dongfang Mo snorted coldly, no matter what this thing was, he would never allow it to exist in his body. Therefore, under the agitation of a mana that was dozens of times thicker than before, it was necessary to refine it and expel it from the body.

But when the mana just touched this black line, the next moment he was surprised to find that this black line actually absorbed all his mana. And it's become a little more solidified on its own.

"Huh!"

Dongfang Mo's slightly puzzled voice sounded, and after a while, his slender eyes narrowed, flashing a trace of fierceness. At the same time, a wave of mana that was several times more violent than just now surged over.

However, what shocked him was that when the mana touched the black line, the black line still devoured all the mana. Not only was he more solid, but he even trembled slightly, like a living creature, and he looked extremely excited.

At this point, Dongfang Mo's expression finally cooled down. After pondering for a moment, he didn't hesitate at all, and all his mana was agitated, and all of them blasted towards the black line.

"Buzz!"

I saw that the black line was constantly trembling in the surging mana, absorbing it frantically, and it looked extremely cheerful.

A trace of fierceness flashed in Dongfang Mo's eyes, and the strong mana continued to invade the black line, enveloping it and trying to refine it.

But no matter how hard he tried, when the mana just got closer, it was all swallowed up by the black line, and there was no remnant.

"What the hell is this?"

This process has continued without stopping.

Dongfang Mo finally lost his patience, and he had to return all his mana and make other plans.

However, when he was just about to withdraw his mana, he was horrified to find that he couldn't do it at all. At this moment, the mana in the spiritual sea has involuntarily swarmed towards the black line in the spiritual root, and it is impossible to control it.

What shocked him even more was that the speed of absorption by the thin line was getting faster and faster, and the mana in the gas was absorbed by it geometrically, and one-third of it was exhausted in the blink of an eye.

"Shhh

Suddenly, Dongfang Mo gasped. Under the desperate agitation, it is necessary to forcibly seal the meridians and block the loss of mana.

But when he just blocked a meridian, he only listened:

"Boom!" A bang.

That meridian was instantly washed away, and the mana continued to gush like a flood that burst the embankment. An abnormal flush appeared on his face, as if he had been hit by a serious backlash.

In the moment he was stunned, more than half of the mana in his body had disappeared, and this scene still had no intention of stopping.

The black line in his spiritual root had become extremely solid, and it was already the thickness of a hair.

The black line continued to tremble, and it looked extremely excited.

Dongfang Mo wanted to mobilize the power of the bloodline in his body to suppress it, but he found that since he broke through the foundation building period of cultivation, the shriveled lotus was quietly suspended in his spiritual sea without the slightest movement.

And the power of the blood veins in his body, without the urging of Yizilian, has long been calm.

The most important thing is that he still has a hunch that now that his cultivation has broken through, I am afraid that the power of the bloodline has also been raised to a higher level. If you want to continue to produce, the degree of difficulty should increase exponentially.

Therefore, it is somewhat difficult to use this method.

In the moment he was stunned, the last trace of mana in his body was completely absorbed by the black line in the spiritual root.

Dongfang Mo relied on the powerful physical strength that broke through the anode forging technique, and his body did not move at all.

I just closed my eyes and looked inward at the black, hair-like thin line, always paying attention to its every move.

However, he found that after absorbing the mana of his whole body, the black line fell silent, and a trace of strange black light emanated from his body.

Just when he was a little surprised, he heard a soft sound.

"Poof!"

The black line suddenly shattered and turned into a puff of pure black smoke. The black smoke dissipated in the blink of an eye, merging into his spiritual root in an instant.

"What is this?"

Dongfang Mo's expression was shocked, he naturally knew that the spiritual root was the foundation of his cultivation, and without the spiritual root, he would not be able to forge the Dao foundation. Now the weird black line that I don't know what it is, actually blends into it, and it's okay.

Just as he was a little caught off guard, he was shocked to find that after the black smoke melted into the spiritual root. The blue-green wood spirit root, which was originally only the thickness of a bowstring, was like a dry branch, infused with a rich ball of vitality.

The spiritual root suddenly grew, turning into the thickness of a thumb in the blink of an eye, and the whole body showed an emerald green color, and in this emerald green, there was also a huge vitality of plants and trees.

If you are careful, you will find that after the change, there is a faint black light in it from time to time.

Dongfang Mo was extremely stunned in his heart, and as he subconsciously breathed, he saw that the aura around him was surging towards his body three times faster than after he broke through the foundation building before.

The aura entered the body, and in an instant, it flowed into the spiritual sea, turning into pure and rich mana.

At the same time, the thousand-zhang tornado that was about to disappear around it suddenly slammed, and then a rotating force formed again with Dongfang Mo as the center of the circle.

"Whew!"

The violent wind stirred all the spiritual energy on the top of the Bone Mountain, and the dissipated tornado condensed again, and the tornado roared. In the blink of an eye, it broke through the range of a thousand feet.

"One Thousand and One Hundred Feet ......"

"Fifteen hundred zhang ......"

"Two Thousand Feet ......"

Nangong Yurou was speechless because she was shocked by this scene.

Under her shocked eyes, she saw that the scope of the tornado swept directly to a distance of 3,000 zhang within a radius of 3,000 zhang, and then stopped.

The aura in the range of three thousand zhang was driven by the tornado, and all of it was injected into Dongfang Mo's body along the whirlpool in the center.

If someone were here, they would definitely feel shocked, because breaking through the foundation building period could trigger such a wide range of aura, at least they had never seen or even heard of it.

"Bang bang bang!"

Dongfang Mo's body let out a burst of explosions again and again.

The Dao Foundation, which had been forged by the aura of the thousand-zhang range, was once again consolidated by the aura of the three-thousand-zhang range. His body is undergoing tremendous changes.

Mana, meridians, flesh, bones, and divine consciousness have directly increased their strength by three times.

The wind howled, the wind swept the clouds, and the shrouded obscurations were directly blown away.

His body that had been hollowed out of mana before, now the aura within the range of three thousand zhang was all surging towards him.

In just half a pillar of incense, the spiritual sea that Dongfang Mo lacked was completely filled, more than three times more than before the spiritual root changed.

The pure mana is constantly rippling in the vast spiritual sea.

If he felt stronger than ever before, then now, even he doesn't know how strong he has become.

The three-thousand-zhang tornado slowly dissipated after a cup of tea.

And when the tornado completely broke away, Dongfang Mo opened his eyes from the middle of his seat.

Suddenly, a black light flashed in his eyes.

Look closely, this black light is exactly the same as the fleeting spirit root in his changed spiritual root.

"Dongfang Mo!"

Nangong Yurou exclaimed, finally without the hindrance of the wind, his figure was like a flying butterfly, and he came to his side in the blink of an eye, looking at him with a look of surprise.

Seeing that this woman was a little embarrassed, Dongfang Mo raised the corners of his mouth, and he was about to open his mouth to say something.

But at this moment, as if he had a sense in his heart, he suddenly raised his head and looked ahead.

The next moment, a pair of cold eyes fell into his eyes.

It was a pair of eyes without the slightest emotion, cold as ice for ten thousand years. Dongfang Mo has an intuition, even if the Heavenly Dao is shattered and the six realms of reincarnation are reincarnated, I am afraid it will be difficult for the owner of this gaze to have a ripple in his heart.

The moment he saw this gaze, he seemed to see two complete worlds from his deep pupils.

And at the same time as this gaze fell, everything around them was still.

Even time...... are all frozen.