Chapter 0228 Thousand Years Unlucky Ghost

Just when Moisan was about to despair, that voice sounded again. "Whatever you want, throw away the bloody mirror in front of you. Think back to your usual habits, your personality, and the way you treat people. Your face will naturally be generated. Remember, never be fooled by appearances. The person who can confuse you is always the most familiar thing to you. Let the heart help you make your choice, everything has its own answer. Mo Sang suddenly brightened up, and he slammed a palm in front of him to shatter the condensed blood mirror. Mo Sang slowly closed his eyes and began to recall the scenes of the past. A young man dressed in white embarks on the path of cultivation for love. Although the road was bumpy, he never forgot his original intention. Protect your most beloved person, so that all those who dare to hurt themselves will regret it! Mo Sang recalled Ling'er, his voice and smile, recalled the poems with her hut, and drank under the moon. Perhaps, that is the happiest time for yourself. Mo Sang's mood gradually calmed down, and at this time, Mo Sang's face began to slowly change, the original young and frivolous face, with a little bohemianism, dared to resist the unyielding fate. When the last drop of essence blood completely disappeared, Mo Sang's face suddenly froze. Mo Sang's eyes opened violently, and two rays of essence burst out of his eyes. The Hellfire was drawn out with a "swish", and Mo Sang stretched out a palm and condensed a blood mirror with the newly generated essence blood in front of his chest. In the mirror, Mo Sang's original appearance was revealed, and Mo San smiled knowingly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. This promotion to the Great Demon Period made Mo Sang understand a lot of truths. The biggest enemy in life is often yourself, sometimes your self-confidence will push you to the bottomless abyss at a critical time, and this self-confidence can also push yourself to the top, two completely different results, but depending on your own thoughts. After the promotion of the Great Demon, Mo Sang's state of mind has also been unprecedentedly improved. At this time, Mo Sang already had the cultivation of the Great Demon Period, and the true qi in his body had broken the seal and returned to his sea of qi. Due to this ascension of his state of mind, Mo Sang was surprised to find that his Xuanzong Orthodoxy had also been promoted to the peak of the Dan Raising Period, and he could be promoted to the Yuan Infant Stage as soon as the time came. Although there were many dangers during the period, the benefits were endless. The cultivation of demonic skills to the Great Demon Stage is already a slight success, and the Xuanzong Zhengfa has also been promoted to the peak of the Dan Cultivation Period. At this time, Mo Sang was the true transmission of the two immortals and demons, and it was the true transmission of the two top cultivation sects, plus the Buddhist Sumeru Tibetan Sutra, which can be said to be the strength of the family. Mo Sang's heart suddenly moved, and the Black Flame Sword flew out. Mo Sang flew up and grabbed the black flame in the air, and with a fierce swing in the air, a powerful and incomparable sword qi stabbed into the sky with an unstoppable sharp aura, and the three forces of Hell Flame, Blood Qi, and Sword Qi were mixed together, causing a violent mixed explosion in the air! At this point, Moissans finally has the power to move mountains and seas. The space here was shaken by Mo Sansan's blow just now, and a small crack appeared in the space, and the crack quickly healed. And as soon as this crack appeared, it frantically poured into an infinite amount of frenzied force. Mo Sang rode the wind and waves, shuttling in this huge energy turbulence, and the black flame in his hand was swept by the dancing tigers. A set of Qiushui Sword Technique was moved by Mo Sandan, and the original violent power formed a huge energy tornado under the guidance of Qiushui Sword Technique. Mo Sang stood at the eye of the wind and slammed the black flame into the distance, and the tornado was thrown out by Mo Sang. The energy tornado smashed all the large and small meteorites along the way with an unparalleled momentum, and the main space was filled with shattered meteorite powder. At that moment, the voice rang out again. "But he is a kid with infinite potential, it seems that the old man did not press the wrong treasure this time. Mo Sang threw the black flame into the air and said confidently. "Since the senior has already woken up, why don't you want to show up to meet him?" As soon as Mo Sang's voice fell, a pitch-black shadow flew out of the black flame, and Mo Sang couldn't see any appearance or expression from that shadow, but he could clearly feel his strength. Mo Sang asked in some surprise. "The predecessor is Hei Yan's sword spirit?" Mo Sang was not convinced, but in the aura of the shadow, Mo Sang could be sure that he was related to Hei Yan. But Mo Sang only had that Black Flame was just a spiritual magic weapon, and it was impossible to have such a powerful sword spirit. The shadow laughed and said to Mosan. "Yes or no. Mo Sang was a little surprised, not knowing what he was talking about. The shadow paused for a moment and continued. "After a thousand years of sleep, the Fire Spirit Sword was reborn today, but it ended up in the hands of you. It can be said that this is all fate, the old man has been fighting with the sky and life all his life, but unfortunately he has never been able to win a step. It's sad, it's sad!" "It turns out that his name is Fire Spirit Sword, but it's a nice name. I don't know where the predecessors are sad, and where is the lamentation?" said the shadow with a laugh. "Boy, the Fire Spirit Sword is more than just a name. But this is not surprising, and those who can still remember its famous name today are afraid that they have already left this world. The deity number: Fire Spirit Daojun. It was an immortal Venerable in the period of the Dao, and it was only because he was unwilling to cultivate to stop acting against the sky and conquering the pure yang that he ended up like this. Now he can only stoop to the fire spirit sword to continue his life, holding this wisp of dead soul and not extinguishing, but he can no longer do anything big. Isn't it a pity, you say?" Moissans nodded. At the time of entry, Master Zhong Kui told him that the highest realm of the Immortal Family is the Immortal Venerable of the Convergence Dao, and there should be a higher realm above the Convergence Dao, but unfortunately no one has been able to set foot on it so far. The person in front of him used to be a Hedao Immortal Venerable, but he was unwilling to stay in that realm and forcibly break through the realm of pure yang, and the Yuan Shen who finally failed was scattered, but it was extremely sad. "I don't know what the predecessor is referring to?" the shadow continued. "When the old man was disillusioned, there was a wisp of the Yuan God and this fire spirit sword, because the old man felt that there was still a time to make a comeback. I waited in this Fire Spirit Sword, during which I didn't know how many people I wanted to get my hands on the Fire Spirit Sword, just because I noticed that the descendant whose strength was not bad broke the seal, he wanted to be reborn with his power. I didn't expect that the person who was sacrificed in the end was you, a hairy boy who couldn't cultivate to the stage of Dancheng. Fate has always won in front of the old man, even after thousands of years, the old man has not been able to win against him. At this time, Mo Sang understood the identity of the person a little, but he was an unlucky person. Even if the talent is indulgent, but the talent can only end up like this, it is really a pity. >