Chapter 178 Dao Wutu

At this moment, the temperature inside the corpse refining coffin was getting higher and higher, and the blood of the fierce beast essence was boiling hot and steaming. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fierce beast essence blood flooded Mo Mingming's ears, mouth and nose, and he wanted to struggle, but his physical body was imprisoned by the ancestor of the Zhao family, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Am I going to be sacrificed alive and refined into a corpse Dao golden body like this, I am really unwilling......"

"Goo Dong Goo Dong"

Mo Mingzhi began to gulp the essence blood of the fierce beast, he could only move his mouth at the moment, if he had a choice, he would definitely eat the Pixiu True Blood Divine Bead as big as a fist not far away as soon as possible.

Due to the passage of too much vitality, Mo Mingming was extremely weak, and his consciousness gradually blurred, he forcibly cheered up and said to himself: "I want to hold on!"

He had lost too much life, if it were an ordinary person, he would have already died, although the wound had stopped bleeding under the soaking of more than a hundred kinds of fierce beast essence blood, but he still couldn't support it, almost dying.

"You can't just fall asleep...... Otherwise I won't wake up......" Mo Mingming was confused and fell into a semi-comatose state, and he was forcibly holding on.

In this groggy state, some people and events from the past gradually came to his mind, gray-haired grandparents, late-blooming cousins, and naughty nephews......

The figures of all his relatives appeared in Mo Mingming's heart, they were calling him home, beckoning to him, trying to call him back, he desperately chased after him, but chased farther and farther until he disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the people of this world also flashed in front of his eyes one by one, the life and death of the demonic Li Feiyue was uncertain, Su Niang's mother and daughter were lonely in the Suiren Clan's Holy Mountain, and the ancestors of the Zhao family laughed wildly......

In the end, even Luo Xue's figure appeared in his heart, from the mountain alliance and the sea oath to forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, and then to the current stranger, telling him to face the reality, stop deceiving himself, and be an ordinary person with peace of mind.

"I can't die...... I still have a lot to do...... My grandparents are still waiting for me to come home......" Mo Mingzhi was groggy, half-awake and half-unconscious, and his voice was faint and inaudible.

The ancestor of the Zhao family beside the corpse refining coffin had an expressionless face and said coldly: "Slowly struggle in endless despair." ”

At this moment, more corpse fire erupted from the ground, the corpse was rolling like a dark cloud, the dark black flames were burning, and even the dense blood lines on the surface of the corpse refining coffin were shining brightly, as if they were about to melt.

In the corpse refining coffin, more than 100 kinds of fierce beast essence blood was boiling hot, countless phantoms appeared, wrapping Mo Zhizhi together, and thousands of bright demonic lights were blooming, which was the embodiment of the corpse's power.

At the moment when Mo Mingming was about to be completely unconscious, an ancient ancestral ballad sounded in his heart, the fragments of time were flying, and there were 'people' who walked over the long river of time, and the immortal sound of the Great Dao was endless.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud rumbling sound in the depths of the soul, and the sacred prayers resounded through the past, the future, and the present world, as if there were endless creatures worshipping and praying.

The ancestral ballad is ethereal, the sound of prayer resounded through the ages, at this moment, time froze, the years stood still, and Mo Mingzhi, who was dying, slowly woke up his consciousness.

"Dragon Pattern Ding ......" Mo Mingzhi exclaimed in surprise when he saw this. Since he crossed into this world, the dragon pattern tripod carried on his body suddenly disappeared, without a trace of warning, he thought that he was lost in the sea area of the Gu Immortal Domain, but now it seems that it has been integrated into the depths of his soul.

At this time, the dragon pattern tripod was wrapped in Mo Zhizhi's consciousness, and the brilliance flashed, appearing in a strange world.

Ahead, a huge heavenly monument soars into the sky, towering into the clouds, and the white mist is surging, covering the sight, faintly, perceiving that this place is extremely quiet, like a pure land outside the world.

The dragon pattern tripod traversed the sky, wrapped in the consciousness of Mo Zhizhi, and flew straight towards the heavenly monument.

The heavenly monument that pierced into the sky roared, and the endless divine light rushed into the sky, like a golden divine flame that swept through the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, and in an instant, Mo Mingzhi and the dragon pattern tripod were submerged in it.

Without stopping, the dragon pattern tripod was wrapped in Mo Zhizhi's consciousness and directly crashed into the heavenly monument.

"Bang"

Crashing into the heavenly monument, his consciousness was almost torn apart, endless pain hit, and Mo Mingming couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

He couldn't figure it out, he didn't know why the ancestral dragon pattern tripod was like this, and he crashed directly into the heavenly monument with him.

He ...... No way!"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came.

"The root bone is too ordinary, it's just a qualification that comes once in fifty years. Even if it is a Tianjiao who comes out once in ten thousand years, let alone such a person, he is not qualified to obtain the supreme inheritance at all!"

The sound resounded in the heavens and the earth, as if it had crossed through the eternal time and space, ethereal and vicissitudes, exuding an indescribable ancient atmosphere.

"Who are you?" Mo Mingming looked surprised.

"I'm not anybody in the world, I'm just a survivor. ”

"What is the Supreme Inheritance?"

"You don't need to know. Your roots are too mediocre, I won't give you any strength, even if one of the Great Qin Nine Tripods chooses you. ”

"Great Qin Jiuding, choose me?" Mo Mingming was shocked, the ancestral dragon pattern tripod inherited from ancient times had such a huge origin, and from the old voice, it could be heard that this time the dragon pattern tripod was wrapped around him and crashed into the heavenly monument, as if he wanted him to obtain some supreme inheritance.

"It's it, I'm me, it's just that one of the Great Qin Nine Tripods chose you, it has nothing to do with me, I won't pass on any power to you. The old man's voice was unfazed, and it was obvious that he had no interest in Mo Mingming.

Mo Mingzhi was choked, and the other party didn't seem to take him seriously.

The dragon pattern tripod divine brilliance flickered, wrapped in Mo Zhizhi and rose to the sky, breaking through the surging golden divine flame, and came to the body of the heavenly monument.

"Hmph, comprehend as much as you can, this is your creation. I won't pass on any power to you, though. The old voice didn't stop it.

"This is ......" Mo Mingming clearly saw the lines on the Tongtian Monument, and his heart was shocked to the extreme, and he had a feeling of unreality.

Avenue Wutu!

Martial Arts Guidelines!

This is Mo Mingming's long-cherished wish, and he appeared in front of him like this. It had to make him very excited.

A complex and mysterious and mysterious Daowu map is engraved in his heart.

Ecstatic, indescribable!

It is not a detailed martial arts cultivation method, but it contains the essence of the entire martial arts system, it is a divine guide, it is a Dao seed, as long as it waits for the right time, it will draw roots and sprouts, and it may not become a Tongtian Divine Tree that supports the entire heaven and earth. (To be continued.) )