Broken house.

Mo Liang sat in the small attic on the top floor, contemplating. In his hand, the demon yuan of the nine grades of ink was lightly grasped, and the nearly milky white gray floc energy was withdrawn, and the cocoon was blended into Mo Liang's palm. As the suction power in his palm gradually increased, the silk also bubbled like a spring.

It can be seen with the naked eye that a demon element of nine grades of ink is rapidly becoming transparent.

And just downstairs, Dou Xiaofei was depressed and in a daze. Mo Liang abducted him to the broken house, but he went up to the attic without a sound, and never came down. Boredom, the sun was shining, and from time to time she would go out of the window to look at her door.

"No matter what, there is always a business to be done! Otherwise, who will support himself?"

She muttered solemnly, revealing a little anxious. However, the smile that slightly hooked the corners of her mouth couldn't hide her peace of mind and joy at the moment.

"If only I could have a great little brother, I would be so happy...... Hmm~ It's good if it's not amazing!"

She squinted at the sun, and couldn't help but shake her calves as she sitted, and her body seemed to light again.

On the roof separated by a wall, the Yuan Force in Mo Liang's body was surging.

As the six Nine Rank Demon Yuan were all devoured, the lake of Yuan Force rose to wave. Since entering the ink seven products, the meridians have broken the wall, the yuan force has penetrated and merged, and converged into a lake, and there has been a boundless spread trend to the nine products of ink. The vigorous Yuan Force, with the influx of more Yuan Force, was turbulent, and it washed over the inherent Dao Lake boundary.

This has the appearance of tearing and rebirth, but it is not fearful for Mo Liang.

The six Demon Yuan of the Nine Grades of Ink opened the way, and Mo Liang had faintly touched the insurmountable barrier at the peak of the Nine Grades of Ink.

Brush ~ Brush ~ Brush ~

In his ears, it was as if he could hear the sound of the tide washing over the shore.

Don't cover the mulberry field, don't see the sea. In the Qi Sea Realm, what is needed is the raging waves. "That's not enough!"

Taking a light breath, when Mo Liang's eyes suddenly opened, there was a light that seemed to be faint. The palm of his hand brushed over the bag, and a pure milky white core demon yuan appeared, immediately. There was a surging demon spirit breath fluctuation.

"With this one, it can be worth twenty pieces of the Nine Rank Demon Yuan!Yuan Force Storm, come on......"

Turning his palm and holding it, the resolute voice fell imperceptibly, and the meaning of the stabbing soul took a sharp turn. That uncontrollable Yuan Force is like a torrent out of a valley, like a dragon entering the sea, like a long rainbow running through the sun. In the thick Lake of Yuanli, there is a wide waterfall injected. The boom immediately set off huge waves.

The tide surged, fueled by the influx of the palm elemental force, splashed the torrent of human wall-like heights and pushed forward.

Along the borders of the Lake of Yuanli, all the shackles are loosening. But this shackle is extremely strong, even if the waves are constant, it is also full of resilience to rise and contract, and is not lost.

Mo Liang was not in a hurry. Instead, the intent of the soul piercing continued to be activated, and the devouring power became stronger and stronger. It's been done with all its might like never before.

Wow...

Prosperous...

Rumble...

A tide is higher than a tide, and it is a wave of pulses that is stronger than a wave. The lake of Yuanli was overflowing, and soon, there was a feeling of fullness at the peak of the nine grades of ink.

The newly influxed Yuan Force, which seemed to have nowhere to go, began to compress densely. Mo Liang's devouring. I also felt unprecedented resistance, and every drop of new Yuan Force was incorporated into the body, opening up a new territory in the body, and this expansion was comparable to the tearing of the indulgence technique.

In the forging of extreme patience, Mo Liang is already a very pure body. There are also slight black and gray impurities viscously extruded and attached to the body surface.

The new quenching body is extremely difficult.

Mo Liang is moving towards the extreme of the turbid mortal body, and the transformation of the mixed element spirit body has never been an easy thing since Wen Xiu controlled the quenching body.

The pain of destruction and rebirth is by no means endurable to ordinary people. Mo Liang only felt inches of skin, flesh, muscles, bones and viscera, from the inside to the outside, from the outside to the inside, all the time is not torment. Compressing the breakthrough of several years of Wen Xiu to a moment, its violent leap and qualitative change is enough to completely destroy those who are not strong-willed.

Even if Mo Liang had a long-lasting exercise of indulgence, he almost gritted his teeth.

And the devouring in the palm of the hand never stopped for a moment.

It was as if the tide of the lake of Yuan Force in the body had risen above the mountain peaks, scraping the muscles, bones, skin, flesh, viscera, and even the spirit. The demon yuan of the first product of the air sea is more than half empty. The peak of the Nine Grades of Ink has already been reached, but the bottleneck of the impact Qi Sea Realm is not moving.

Seeing that the Qi Sea One Rank Demon Yuan was not enough to break through, Mo Liang was not anxious.

In fact, at this moment, all his spirit had been fully immersed in the difficulty of resisting the impact of the promotion, and he did not have the slightest distraction ability to care about the gains and losses.

The demon element of the first product of the sea of qi was exhausted, and the incomparable yuan power that poured into the palm of his hand suddenly emptied, almost surging from heaven to earth, stirring the wind and clouds in the body, and thundering. At this moment, Mo Liang felt the taut shackles and barriers, like his flesh and skin husking his soul, unbreakable and unhappy.

With his eyes closed, his palm flew quickly, and he took out an elixir in his pouch and flew into his mouth.

-- Chong Taidan.

Chongtai Dan, Danqing is flawless, as if it contains the rotation of the starry sky and the waves of the blue sea, which is the first holy medicine of the Dan Dao that impacts the Qi Sea Realm during the ink period.

With the entrance of the elixir, it immediately turned into a clear stream like a hanging pot of drifting ice, and a line of ice fell Qing Shengxue cooled his throat and chest, and then, it turned into a little chill to condense the dantian.

This coolness is just like a finger between the blue sky, and a storm is born out of thin air, sweeping through the nine cold souls and the stratus clouds in the sky.

And in the middle of the lake of Yuan Li in Mo Liang, between the rows of tides, the storm rolled up, causing all the Yuan Force to be inhaled, and if the body was like heaven and earth, then the heaven and earth would change color at this time. The tidal surge crashed against the storm, splashing a large wave.

The Yuan Force condensed into an incomparable storm, and the overflowing shackles shrank abruptly.

And in the next moment, the storm was shattered, comparable to the explosion of the heavens and the earth, and the pure Yuan Force was as black as ink in an instant, among them, a monster shadow appeared in the shining light, thorns were like whips, swaggering all over the sky, soft flowers like eyes, and the opening and closing were shocking.

Bang la la!

The circular energy struck in all directions, and all the forbidden shackles cracked like ice, crackling and shattering.

The storm dispersed, and the territory in Mo Liang's body seemed to be boundless, and the ink-black Yuan Force spread into a sea, undisturbed, containing all things.

As the last impact spread, Mo Liang's torn clothes flew apart, and a dense layer of black-gray debris was clearly kneaded.

Mo Liang clenched his fists violently, and his bones thumped, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately shot like lightning.

"Breakthrough!"

He roared excitedly, as if he wanted to roar with an inexhaustible force.

Finally, he stepped out of the circle of ordinary Wen Xiu and stepped into the Qi Sea Realm! Qi Sea Realm, he will open the Soul Assassination ability, and that is the real beginning of the Wen Xiu powerhouse!

Although the Yuan Force in the body has become a sea, it has not been shocked. However, the ocean of pervasive Yuan Force was still slowly filling, and the inky black Yuan Force was filling the body little by little. And in the sky above the sea of ink-black Yuanli, a ball of earth fire and a mass of thorns floated quietly.

Gradually, little by little, the sea of Yuan Force will drown the earth fire and thorns.

That thorn was Mo Liang's thorn soul, a mysterious mutated thorn soul that even he didn't know very well. The inky black Yuan Force is the result of the integration of the Soul Piercing Intention into the Yuan Force, so when the Yuan Force spreads, they have a sense of water and milk.

However, when the inky black Yuan Force touched the Earth Fire, the Heart of the Earth Fire suddenly shook, and spit out a large area of black Earth Fire Element in self-defense. The undisturbed sea of Yuan Li seemed to be poured into the sun, and it boiled in an instant.

The earth fire element surged all over his body with the sea of Yuan Force, and Mo Liang's body seemed to be burning, instantly turning red.

Burst!

Mo Liang, who had just entered the Qi Sea Realm, spurted out a mouthful of blood fiercely forward, as if he had been hit hard.

A touch of gloom flashed from Mo Liang's eyes, and before he had time to think about it, he immediately closed his eyes and began to clean up this sudden mess without distraction.

Fortunately, the Heart of Earth Fire felt the spreading inky black Yuan Power, and moved away from it autonomously, widening the distance. But even so, the impact of that moment also caused a large amount of black earth fire to stain all corners of Mo Liang's body. This impact came fiercely, far more ferocious than the earth fire that was stirred up by the Earth Fire Flame King.

For any ordinary cultivator, this would be a devastating blow.

However, Mo Liang, who had the quenching body of the earth fire element, gradually referred to these earth fire elements as the quenching body. The feeling of incomparably painful numbness, even when Mo Liang's incomparable will gradually dissipated, and finally the last gushing out of the earth fire element also disappeared into the quenching body of destruction and rebirth.

After a long time, Mo Liang opened his eyes with a long breath, and at this time, the traces of vomiting blood at the corners of his mouth had dried up.

The roof, already hung with the stars.

"The heart of this earth is ...... fire"

Escaping the crisis, he immediately began to murmur in great fear. Now he has almost concluded that this heart of earth fire is a murderous creature that has not yet been tamed!

And this murderous thing could burn him to ashes at any time in his body.

His eyes flickered continuously, and all kinds of ominous speculations and questions poured into Mo Liang's heart in an instant. But inadvertently, his eyes widened, staring blankly at the air in front of him.

"It's ...... Mixed Elemental Spirits?" (To be continued.) )