"Seniors all the way to the body?"

Mo Ran stopped in front of a tomb with a solemn expression, and he spilled the liquor in his hand to comfort the heroic spirit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There was not much wine, but his heart was pious, and after a few breaths, the tombstone glowed and manifested the handwriting.

This is not an exercise, nor an ancient secret, but a realization.

The predecessors of the six peaks of the sacrifice proved their bodies by refining their bodies, and in ancient times, there were many people who walked this road, but there were very few who really achieved great success.

At that time, the suppressive power of heaven and earth was not as strong as it is now, and the so-called heavenly sword could not be cut down.

Therefore, the physical cultivation path can also be regarded as a powerful and brilliant vein.

This predecessor buried here is not very strong among many tombs, but he is very special.

He has insight into the secrets of the human body, and constantly uses himself as an experimental subject, going to various extremes and trying all kinds of inhuman methods.

This is changed to others, absolutely unbearable, in the hundred refinements and deaths, detached, hammered out of the immortal body, this idea alone alarmed too many people.

The result was amazing, he succeeded, fighting the Venerable alone in the realm of sacrificing six, his body was terrifying, his blood was inexhaustible, like an immortal god of war, and his courage was incomparable.

It's just that such an amazing and glamorous person finally refined himself to death in the end.

"Is the road wine in the world so bumpy" Mo Ran whispered, this is a strong man of a certain era, his talent is absolutely amazing, and his ideas are crazy.

Let's ask, when someone is cultivating the body, they even refine themselves to death?

At that time, he didn't dare to imagine whether this road was really open in this world, and whether he was sure to fight it.

Even if he asks himself to be not inferior to those heavenly pride, and has the confidence to create a pure land in this life, protect all the people close to him, and solve the secrets of the past and the present.

But at this time, he felt that he was far from enough, his realm was too low, and the road he was walking was very blurry, and he could not see the end, so he could only grope forward.

"Can be tried"

After a long time, he decided that there was something to cover.

For example, this senior told several methods of refining the body in his insights, which is tantamount to seeking death for others, but he is different.

The Divine Hidden Limit, the Nine Palaces Dao Boat System, all forged his body flawlessly.

In terms of physical strength, I am afraid that there are only a few people in the same realm who can be similar to him, such as the overlord Yang Fan, Qiu Ziqing, etc.

Yang Fan, who is known as the overlord, is definitely a ruthless person, with a mysterious origin, and many proud sons in Zihuan Mountain have not really deduced his identity.

There was an appointment between the two, and in the future, they will fight it out after becoming the queen.

As for Qiu Ziqing, the representative of the world who walked the path of the flesh, known as the god of war.

This is a woman who makes all men look up to and admire, and what she does is not at all within the reach of her generation, and her strength is outrageous.

Soon, Mo Ran left and returned to the Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Domain, a sword intent space, contains a lot of sword-shaped weapons, including mutilated ancient soldiers, golden divine swords, and the remains of a very old holy sword.

This is a treasure house, but strictly speaking, it is a place of trial for the disciples of the Sword Pavilion to practice sword intent and hone themselves.

"Senior Brother Mo"

"Senior Brother Mo"

In the distance, a few young people came over and saluted the visitors.

Mo Ran, although the Heavenly Sword Sect did not officially give the identity of the Young Sect, as a Sword Pavilion, the elders and disciples in the Pavilion at least recognized his identity in the Sword Pavilion.

Whether it is strength or talent, this person today is already different from the casual teenager a year ago.

"The third layer of the Sword Domain, is Elder Bai here?" Mo Ran opened his mouth and greeted a few people.

These are the proud sons of the Sword Pavilion, who often come here to comprehend the true meaning of the sword, and temper the spirit through the meaning exuded by the swords of these ancient soldiers.

The space of the sword domain is divided into five layers, from the outside to the inside, and the oppression of this artistic conception will be enhanced by multiples.

The first is the outermost stage, which is suitable for ordinary spiritual realm monks, and the second major is mostly the Tianjiao who is perfect in the spiritual realm, and occasionally a few outstanding people appear.

But thirdly, basically no one will go.

Because it is full of sacrificial realm sword intent, and the sword inside is too extraordinary, the sword light flashes, and if you are not careful, you will be bleeding.

"Senior Brother Mo is going to the third level of cultivation?" a young disciple exclaimed.

It is worthy of the cang, who has recently moved the three cities, and only then did the spirit realm dare to set foot in the third sword domain.

It was like a forbidden place for them, and a disciple had strayed into it, almost robbed, and was wiped out by the supreme sword intent.

If it weren't for the support of the elders who stayed behind, most of them would have died.

"Elder Bai is over there," a disciple pointed forward.

Bai Xutian, the person second only to Qianxue and the old pavilion master in the Sword Pavilion, his cultivation is shocking, but few people know about him.

Guarding the sword domain all the year round, sitting for a hundred years with a thought, looking back on the thousands of years passed.

This is such a person, obsessed with swords, obsessed with the law, and a lifetime of Taoism!

Mo Ran looked at it from afar, it was the first time he had seen this, he had heard the introduction of the elders in the pavilion before, but seeing it with his own eyes was another matter.

The long black hair is draped, the eyes are as bright as the stars, the posture is majestic, and the abundance is like jade.

Is this like an old man?

The surging vitality is terrible, after many years, the face is the same, and there is no change in the slightest!

"To go to the third level?"

The man spoke, and a sword light burst out from his eyes, like a sword that opened the world, able to break mountains, rivers, sun and moon.

Mo Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, and in an instant, he lifted himself to the extreme realm.

He knew that the person in front of him was not aimed at him, but a test to see if he was qualified to enter the third level.

The golden bones were shining, the five Tibets were rotating, there was thunder and thunder, and that touch of sword light added to the body, and it dissipated in an instant.

But as a result, Mo Ran still took a few steps back, and the waves rolled in his heart.

With eyes like a sword, you can slash the enemy at a glance!

What kind of realm is this?

It was really terrifying, and he had a feeling that this legendary Elder Bai was very extraordinary, different from several elders in the pavilion.

"Not bad" the man nodded, he couldn't remember how many years he had been asked to say that.

Being able to block under his sword intent, and only taking a few steps back, there are really too few such people, counting it, since the one hundreds of years ago, there is only this young man now.

"Thank you" Mo Ran clenched his fists and bowed.

He wanted to ask about some cultivation things, but the white elder in front of him disappeared, like a clear breeze, long gone.

Cultivating to such an extent, there was really no trace, he was sure, and guessed that most of Elder Bai was already ranked as a saint, otherwise why would there be such an earth-shattering method?

The Heavy Sword Domain, the third space in the domain, is very different from the environment of the first two.

It's a chaotic place, like a remnant of a great war, and it's in tatters.

The ancient sword was mutilated, floating around, there was a blood-colored light fainting, and there was the sound of soldiers, which was sad and solemn at the same time.

"Whoosh!"

A rusty sword covered in patina shot and hit the incoming person.

Mo Ran turned sideways, and Ming Chong behind him immediately pulled it out and knocked the flying sword back.

It's terrifying, and if he reacts slowly, he'll probably be robbed the moment he steps in.

No wonder there are guards in the place where they enter the third level, ordinary Tianjiao, and even monks who have just entered the sacrificial realm, if they are not careful, they will also drink hatred here.

"Very good place, the sword intent is mottled and sharp, if a divine sword can baptize the flesh and refine the law for me!"

Mo Ran walked over and sat down cross-legged.

The swordsmen around them trembled slightly, making a whining sound, like a ghost crying, and like a fierce howl.

The dead silence of the Sword Domain was disturbed, and hundreds of remnants moved, slashing the misguided entrants from different angles.

Among them, there are weak and strong, ordinary broken swords are shot, and the power is not very great, Mo Ran responded with a golden fist, and several sword blades were flying.

He closed his eyes, motionless as a mountain, and dealt with it purely by his own instinct.

But in the blade of the sword, mixed with killing intent, even if a hundred soldiers are broken, but this original master is absolutely terrifying, and his cultivation is towering, even if he is mutilated, he can still threaten him.

The three-toothed sword slashed, the sword light was like a cloud, cutting across the four directions, like a peerless sword cultivator personally holding a sword to kill.

Mo Ran set out for the first time, and he wanted to cultivate his body and refine the law, and he was destined to fight here.

A sword, its sword has a master, although it is dead, but there is an immortal obsession left in the sword, as if the original owner is resurrected, all kinds of swords are flying, and ten thousand laws are presented.

"Boom!"

After the outbreak of the war, Mo Ran was stained with blood, and after urging Wuzang, even if these swords could not really hurt him, the remaining sword intent was not bad, it did not break the body, and it specialized in the divine soul!

Once, he was accidentally affected, and then he was wounded in the arm by a black short sword.

Almost cut off!

The third sword domain, even if it is a sacrificial realm cultivation, it will be laborious, the infinite sword intent is suppressed, and the hundred swords are all killing weapons, and in this domain, I am afraid that it is not only these.

And the former sword-wielder!

This is the most important thing, but it is also what Mo Ran hopes the most, to hone between life and death, to transcend oneself, to refine one's body and refine the law, and to walk out of a strong road.