Mo Mingzhi carefully comprehended it, and soon had an understanding, and at the same time, the 'Nuwa Imprint' was shining, and the true qi in his body had undergone subtle changes, becoming more complex and mysterious, with an indescribable ancient aura. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, Mo Mingming's body and mind underwent indescribable changes, as if he was about to be reborn, and he felt that his body and mind would be reborn from a cocoon.

Suddenly, this ethereal state was forcibly withdrawn, and the dragon pattern tripod trembled slightly, and he rushed towards the top of the heavenly monument, passing through the endless clouds and mist, and then the marks of ancient vicissitudes came into his eyes.

These notches are very simple, they look like children's graffiti, but they contain a general trend, covering the sky and the earth.

"Could it be that there is a kind of peerless supernatural power recorded?" Mo Mingzhi exclaimed, and then began to stare intently.

The old man's voice sounded in Mo Mingming's ears, and he said, "Hmph, Wu's sorrow. In this world, all living beings practice supernatural spells and do not understand the true meaning of martial arts, and there is no real martial artist in this world. ”

"I don't know what you mean. ”

"I'm lamenting that there is no word 'martial' in the world. ”

"What I cultivate is 'martial arts'!" Mo Mingming retorted.

"Hmph, if you are cultivating 'martial arts', why are you caught by that monk outside the outside world?"

"Cultivators of different realms have a world of strength that is ...... apart"

"Different realms, worlds apart?" the old man's voice let out a cold snort and said, "What about the high-realm monk, that Fang Wai monk's legs were broken at the knees, and his vitality was greatly damaged, and now he only has a part of his strength. If you cultivate pure 'martial arts', you can fight against them alone by relying on 'martial arts', so that's fine, and when you leave here, you can directly kill that monk outside the square." If you can do that, I can pass on some of your true intentions. ”

"Is there something wrong with you?" Mo Mingming showed a solemn expression.

"I am the only real mark of martial arts in this world, I don't cultivate supernatural powers, I don't practice spells, I don't practice the laws of heaven and earth, I only cultivate pure 'martial arts'!"

"The only true mark of martial arts in this world? do you mean...... Am I not really a martial artist?"

"People like you don't have anything to do with 'martial arts' at all, and you're not a real martial artist at all. Even if you comprehend the legendary 'Extreme Realm', like all living beings in this world, you are following the path of cultivation of supernatural powers, and you don't understand what the true meaning of martial arts is, and you don't understand how the extreme martial artists who have the strongest combat power in this world are born. ”

"I have comprehended the 'Extreme Realm', and I want to cultivate the real 'Martial Arts'. Mo Mingming has always felt that he has taken the path of martial arts, but now that he is so looked down upon by the old voice, there is an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"In that case, I'll send you out and kill that monk for me. The old voice rang out again.

As soon as the words fell, the brilliance flashed, Mo Mingzhi disappeared, and his consciousness returned to his physical body.

At this time, the inside of the corpse refining coffin was getting hotter and hotter, and the blood of more than a hundred kinds of fierce beasts was boiling hot, just like a sea of lava, Mo Mingzhi gasped, and hurriedly recited the 'Ancestral Ballad' in his heart, and calmed his mind.

At this moment, he noticed a subtle change, and black phantoms submerged into his body, spewing out black light, constantly washing his flesh and bones, as if they were about to smelt him alive.

It was the special power contained in the corpse, which could annihilate the soul, smelt the flesh and blood, and sacrifice the alchemy body, all of which were swallowed up by Mo Mingzhi at this time, surging and agitating in every inch of his flesh and blood, constantly smelting the alien power in the body, and all the power of the seal was revived because of this, and the prohibition imposed by the ancestor of the Zhao family was gradually loosening.

In the end, Mo Mingming showed a smile of surprise, he found that his body was able to control freely and break through the confinement!

The ancestor of the Zhao family never dreamed that the strange power contained in the corpse demon could be devoured by Mo Mingming, thus breaking through her prohibition.

At this time, the temperature inside the corpse refining coffin became even more terrifying, more than a hundred kinds of fierce beast essence blood was boiling to the extreme, Mo Mingzhi felt that the whole person seemed to be steamed, and the pain was incomparable, he hurriedly ran the 'Nuwa Mark', and the golden true qi surged out from his thunder pool, following the complicated and mysterious operation route, rushing to the whole body, his body flowed out of the slightest brilliance, blocking the hot fierce beast essence blood from the surface of the body.

Mo Mingming remained motionless, silent like a stone man, constantly running the 'Nuwa Mark', absorbing a large amount of life essence in the corpse refining coffin, taking it for himself and treating his injuries.

An hour later, Mo Mingzhi opened his eyes, his divine light was clear, and two brilliant golden lights erupted, and he reached out and ingested a small jar of Divine Orb that had condensed the true blood of the Devil.

The True Blood Divine Bead is as big as a fist, crystal clear, and overflowing, like a flawless peerless jewel, with a stream of divine flowers flowing out, shining brightly, reflecting the inside of the corpse refining coffin.

This is a small jar of Divine Beads of True Blood, and the essence of life is surging, and it takes several days and nights to slowly smelt it.

Mo Mingzhi put the True Blood Divine Bead into his mouth, chewed it little by little, and ate it little by little, his mouth seemed to have stars shining in the sky, and the surging life essence was surging out, and it was like holding a round of sun, shining brightly, extremely bright.

Next to the corpse refining coffin, the ancestor of the Zhao family seemed to notice a trace of abnormality, she sat quietly cross-legged, revealing a gloomy look, and said: "Hehe, are you about to go on the road, soaked in the blood of more than a hundred fierce beasts, even if the temperature rises to an unimaginable height, it is like Senluo Hell, and she can't die in a day or two." ”

The Zhao family ancestor's voice was indifferent, without a trace of fluctuation, she closed her eyes and waited silently.

In the corpse refining coffin, Mo Mingming's eyes were extremely calm, the life essence in his mouth was overflowing, the divine light was shining, and the True Blood Divine Bead was bitten and crushed, and it was all swallowed into his stomach.

Then, his eyes closed, and he began to quietly run the 'Nuwa Mark', and his whole body was suddenly enveloped in a layer of blazing light, like a golden battle suit.

Two full hours had passed, and an immeasurable amount of golden light suddenly bloomed from the depths of Mo Wise's Chaos Dantian, and all the vitality he had passed had recovered to its peak, and his qi and blood were surging.

At the same time, a golden thunder pool emerged from the depths of endless chaos, and the thunder liquid was surging, which was about to lead countless thunderbolts to descend, and a terrifying vision appeared!

Mo Mingzhi gritted his teeth and suppressed the improvement of his cultivation, and at the same time, he specially made some movements to see if he could attract the ancestor of the Zhao family to come over and push open the lid of the coffin, he wanted to take advantage of his unpreparedness and sacrifice his natal weapon 'Immortal Golden Pimple' to deliver a fatal blow. (To be continued.) )