When the man got up and was about to walk out, he still couldn't help but take a look, but he was horrified to find that the black sword before had a trace of red aura wrapped around him at some point, and there was nothing yet, but the hundreds of threads gathered together, making his scalp a little numb.

Those red breaths gradually left the sword body, like a small red snake, all of them drilled into Zimo's transparent figure, appearing at the location of the heart, and soon after, those breaths gradually formed a red heart, "plopping" and began to beat!

He looked at the heart on Zimo's chest in disbelief, it was obviously not a heart made of ordinary flesh and blood, what was it?

What is the big secret about this child?

But after three breaths, looking at the rhythmic beating heart, the man no longer thought about it so much, at least he succeeded, for him, for the entire Sea Clan, this child is alive, it is their hope for the future.

The man seemed to be crazy, he didn't care about the tattered body, his hair was scattered, he laughed loudly, the sea water was surging wildly, the laughter could be heard by the whole sea clan, those sea beasts were shocked one by one, I don't know what happened to their patriarch.

Zimo felt that he had a long dream, in the dream he seemed to see his father and mother, but he couldn't see their faces clearly, his mother hugged himself and his sister, she touched her face with her hand from time to time, and then touched her sister's face, her mother's hand was very warm, just like her countless fantasies, even warmer than her own fantasy, and his father stood next to him with a toy like a wooden horse in his hand, constantly teasing himself.

I like that Trojan-like toy very much, "Daddy, I... Want... Colt. ”

In the dream, he couldn't speak clearly, like a bystander looking at this family of four, but Zimo knew that the boy was himself.

Father and mother were talking, but they couldn't hear themselves, and they seemed to be very affectionate.

Gradually, Zimo and his sister began to grow up, when he was a child, he was very naughty, every time he always cried his sister, his father lifted his ears every time, bent the corners of his mouth, and looked like he was laughing and scolding himself, at this time his sister would break into tears and laugh, pointing at Zimo and saying with a smile, "Hehe, brother, I pretended!" ”

But I don't get angry every time, because she is my sister.

Immediately afterwards, the scene in the dream was chaotic, the mother ran all the way with herself and her sister, the father held a sword in his hand, flying in the sky, looking up to the sky and roaring, Zimo raised his head and saw a pair of cold and ruthless eyes staring at their family, the father turned around and seemed to confess something, turning into a sword light and rushing towards the eyes in the sky, those eyes shot out two lights, and the father was covered in blood.

One of the lights pierced his abdomen, then his mother's heart, and his father's shoulder.

The thing that my father threw in the sky and flew to my mother's side, his hands trembling, he caressed his mother's face, and his mouth was silently angry.

He quickly pinched his hands, and green light hit his mother and himself, but his mother lay on the ground and never got up, leaving only his sister crying and not knowing life and death.

Two streaks of blood ran down his face and dripped down his chin, and he opened his hand and touched his own and his sister's heads.

When my father said something to my sister, my sister kept shaking her head and kept saying, "I just want my father and mother, and I just want you to come back!" ”

But Zimo couldn't hear what his father said, but he knew from his father's mouth that it was, "Let your brother wake up and run away!" ”

His father's flying sword carried himself and his sister away in an instant, he kept looking back, and then resolutely turned around, and his whole body emitted a breath that made Zimo tremble, like a meteor, hitting those eyes.

The father's body spread out like fireworks, leaving nothing behind, and those cold, merciless eyes just glanced at him from afar, and then disappeared.

"Father, father......"

Zimo struggled to shout, opened his eyes, and saw a face full of wrinkles, looking at himself with a smile, and also saw that above the face, there were ten balls of light of different colors shining.

The man said, "You're finally awake!" "The sound was like two pieces of dry bark, making a rotten sound.

Zimo saw that he was still lying in the Guiyuan Pool, the pool water was missing, and he didn't know whether he had succeeded or failed.

"Don't rush, soon you will succeed! This is the last test, it is creation and calamity, if you can withstand it, you will soar into the sky, if you can't bear it, don't force it. ”

The man saw that Zimo wanted to speak, and seemed to understand what he wanted to ask, so he said softly.

"This ball of light is the embodiment of your three souls and seven spirits, and it originally belonged to you, but they have been filled with tyrannical energy after being poured into the Guiyuan Pool, are you ready?"

The old man looked at Zimo, full of happiness, and grabbed the edge of the Guiyuan Pool with both hands, as if looking at his apprentice and his relatives.

Zimo nodded slightly, his eyes resolute.

Since it's your own thing, why don't you want it? I've endured so much pain and suffering, I shouldn't give up!

The old man smiled and nodded, and then Zimo felt as if his whole body was being kneaded back and forth by a pair of big hands, and the bones made a crackling sound, and even his skin began to deform, and he could clearly see the shape of the bones agitating in his body, but he didn't feel it.

Immediately afterwards, the old man opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and the ball of light was no longer restless, and one of them flew out and directly submerged into Zimo's body.

When the first ball of light entered the body, his cultivation reached the peak of the ninth layer of Qi Gathering from the early stage of the ninth layer of Qi Gathering, at this time, Zimo felt like he could break through the Dao base at any time, but Zimo did not break through, he had to wait, he had to wait for all his great creations to come this time, this creation, he must follow!

Immediately after the second ball of light submerged into the body, the cultivation of the peak of the ninth layer of Qi Gathering was more stable, and the Yuan Qi in the body was more than double as before, the Yuan Qi was like a flying insect yearning for light, Zimo's body was the world of light, the Yuan Qi was crazy in his body and wanted to fly out, Zimo let out a miserable cry that was not like a human voice, "Ah..."

The screams continued to echo through the cave for an hour before stopping.

"Go on, come on!" Zimo's voice was extremely hoarse, like a person who had been thirsty for a long time and had not entered the water, intermittently, his teeth were chattering, and he shouted in pain.

The third ball of light quickly submerged, and the already restless vitality became even more violent, Zimo's whole body was red, his face was full of blue muscles, and sweat flowed down from his body like a small waterfall, looking like a roasted prawn.

"Senior, you came one by one, it's too few, can you directly inject all those small ones into my body?"

"Hehe......" Zimo smiled cruelly, as if this was not his own body.

"It hurts once, it hurts four times, it's better to have a better time, you say?"

Zimo looked at the old man, his eyes were burning, and his expression was full of madness.

"You... You're a madman, a madman..."

The old man's expression was a little unnatural, and then he gritted his teeth, and the four balls of light fell in response, submerging into his body, if the energy of the previous three balls of light was like a small river, then the entry of the energy of these four balls of light was like a small river that could no longer withstand the surging river water, and began to burst the embankment, and it was extremely turbulent, Zimo's blood began to seep out from his sweat pores and seven orifices.

"Ahh Ahh

When the old man saw this, he licked his lips, but he forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart.

Zimo had been screaming in pain for three full hours before his voice gradually became low, and the person gradually lost his voice.

The old man couldn't bear it, looked at Zimo, and said softly, "Child, if you really can't do it, don't force yourself, I can't bear you to be so painful, the seven spirits have entered, and there are three souls, those three, you are even more unbearable!" ”

Zimo, who originally looked like he was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of blood red, and his tone trembled, "Senior, go on, I'm okay!" ”

The old man's eyes were full of shock.

This... What kind of eyes is this, what kind of will is this! The vitality in his body has far exceeded that of the monks of the ninth layer of qi gathering dozens of times, ordinary people have already exploded and died, this is more huge energy than the vitality in the early stage of foundation building, he actually has to endure it, and he still has to break through, is it ......

When the old man thought of this, his tone was no longer looking at a junior, but looking at the gaze of a peer, "Okay, good... You kid is more ambitious than me, and I will fulfill you! ”

The old man stopped talking nonsense, the moment the soul belonged, the ball of light fell, Zimo's original blood-spilling body instantly seemed to be about to explode, his skin cracked inch by inch, and he directly became a bloody man, Zimo bit his long hair in his mouth, and just made a "woo..." sound, because he no longer had the strength to roar!

His whole body arched, like a blood snake, writhing back and forth in the Guiyuan Pool, and after a long, long time, there was no sound.

The old man was a little worried, reached out and touched Zimo's snort, and then let out a long breath!

A day later, Zimo slowly opened his eyes and saw that there were two balls of light above his head, he knew that he could no longer bear even a little bit of energy, if he entered a little more, then he would explode and die in an instant, if he wanted to continue to absorb those two energies, he had to break through to the Dao Foundation period and stabilize his cultivation before he could continue to absorb it, but since Zimo was ready to be greedy, then the Ninefold Dao Foundation, so what's the matter?

The old man obviously also saw that Zimo was now a strong crossbow wood, he didn't have the contempt he had before, he stretched out his hand and touched Zimo's head, "Child, you are already very good, start breaking through, there are some things, you can't force them, it's all fate!" ”

When Zimo heard this, he watched the old man laugh wildly, and his voice sounded like a bellows that had been stored for too long, "Life? You told me fate, but I never believed in fate! ”

He sat up from the Guiyuan Pond and looked at the old man's eyes, his eyes were full of unwillingness to fate, "At the beginning, some people said that I couldn't practice without a qi field, saying that it was fate!" So what now? I'm not about to break through the Dao Foundation, and if I have a fate, it will only be in my own hands! ”

The old man has never been so shocked in his life as he is today, "You... You... You don't have a gas field! ”

"It's... This... How is this possible, how is this possible......"

The old man kept muttering to himself, "How can this be ......?"

He suddenly remembered the bead that flew out of the gas field when Zimo's body melted, could it be that his gas field was not successful? How did he do it? From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to practice without a gas field, this is an iron law that has not changed in the cultivation realm for eternity, how did this kid do it?

"Things in the world, nothing is impossible, everything is fate, all suffering, all fate, is because you are not strong enough, if you are strong enough, then you are fate!" Zimo was so deliberately angry, he looked up at the sky, as if he saw the pair of eyes that killed his father in his dream, at this moment, he was going to fight!

"If you're strong enough, then you're destiny!" When the old man heard this, he muttered to himself, the vitality of his whole body flowed, surging, and the appearance of being about to enter the earth was reversed in an instant, his hair gradually turned blue, and his skin was as smooth and flawless as Zimo saw him for the first time, or even better, and his breath became like a vast sea!

"I didn't expect that I had been confused for so many years, and I was actually broken by you in one word, the current patriarch of the old man Hai clan, Zang Wandao, thank you for the grace of the little brother, now I have the confidence to survive the broken catastrophe!"

The man smiled freely, shook his red robe, and was indescribably high-spirited, indescribable for thousands of years!