The sky is thundering, pedestrians are in a hurry, and the pedestrian street that used to be bustling with people has become deserted, and people hide in their houses and look out the window and never see a drop of rain falling.

I saw the sky flickering brightly and darkly.

Mo stood in the air with a volley, and the endless thunder flickered around him, and even a wisp of these thunderbolts could kill a foundation, and Jin Dan did not dare to carry it with his body.

Even he didn't dare to use his body to carry it, and he worked hard to run his mind every moment, so that his skin was as hard as steel, and ten thousand laws could not be taken lightly.

He has no sect and no school, and his learning is quite miscellaneous, and the most powerful thing in his life is the knife technique, followed by the physical body, which is also called refining the body. Practicing the body is nothing more than polishing the qi and blood, taking medicine and practicing the body, and reaching the point that the King Kong is not bad and all laws are not invaded.

Refining the body and refining the soul are known as another broad road, and those who lack talent can find another way.

Mo Yidao has always been very poor in comprehending heaven and earth, so he took the path of refining the body. Although this body is not as good as in the previous life, it has also reached the point where it can respond to the incorruptibility of Vajra, which is comparable to the Jindan period magic weapon.

But in the face of fairy thunder again, the flesh is still like a puddle of mud.

Thousands of ways in an instant, even if there is King Kong is not bad, it is difficult to defeat the water drop stone.

The most powerful method in the world, the small five thunder law.

Mo Yidao stood in the endless thunder light, and thousands of thunder lights could not enter within ten zhang of him.

A knife slashed into the thunderclouds, and finally saw a wisp of divine thunder, and these thousands of thunderbolts were the breath of this wisp of divine thunder.

Mo Yidao suddenly perked up, and the intense consumption did not make him feel any discomfort, on the contrary, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and the speed of qi and blood was like a high-pressure perpetual motion machine, constantly rotating along the Great Zhoutian.

In his previous life, he was desperate to cut off a wisp of divine thunder, and in this life, he was sure that he would be able to kill the Xiaowu Thunder Fa without hurting the foundation.

Turning into a god and entering the Tao.

Although he is only in the Jindan stage now, his sword is definitely not as powerful as in the Yuan Infant stage in his previous life, but it is undoubtedly sharper than in his previous life. With the same mana, Mo can crush himself in his previous life with a knife.

The thunder of the immortal is not as vast as in my previous life, or is it that after my sword skills are refined, I can already face the immortals?

Mo Yidao couldn't help but guess like this, thinking about the thunder tribulation he faced before he died in his previous life, it was a sense of powerlessness that bordered on despair. I can't see through, I can't cut it anymore, and I can't see it.

Even if he finally seized the slightest opportunity to successfully break through the gods, he had already overdrawn his foundation and ran out of oil.

Maybe I'm not what I used to be.

After thinking about it, it didn't affect the movements of Mo Yidao's hand, he sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the blade, his blood rushed, and he slashed out the slashing thunder.

The greatest respect for the strong is the power of unreserved.

"Slash!"

In an instant, the hundred-mile thunderclouds were divided into two, and the azure sky river came into view, and the sun shone on the earth again along the river.

"Hahahaha, it seems that Mo is also considered to have entered the Tao."

A big smile cracked into the corner of Mo Yidao's mouth, and his body and mind were unprecedentedly transparent. Defeating a strong person can make people feel happy, and surpassing oneself can make people laugh out loud.

Hearty laughter came from the sky, and the people on the ground were stunned.

Although there is only one sword, the power in it is enough to glimpse the power of the sword, and it has the ability to cut the river and open the sea. The most important thing is that the opponent is the living immortal, and he can actually make a move under the opponent.

Is this the Tao of the Yuan Infancy?

Xijin's eyes narrowed, and he gradually retracted the smile on his face, and said, "It's not simple, this absolute knife is really the peak of the knife path." ”

Absolute word, many people think that it was sealed by people in the era of immortals, just like the name of immortals in the world is shouted by people all over the world.

But there is one thing they are mistaken, the Eight Absolute Masters of the World were canonized by the immortals, not shouted by the people of the world. Some people's reputations are not prominent, such as the Absolute Sword World, which is unknown to everyone, but everyone knows that the other party is the most powerful sword cultivator after the Sword Immortal.

Because the immortals said it.

"Not bad."

In the secluded palace, an elegant voice came out, and a shadow as white as snow came out of it, and Miaomu, the actual ruler of the Moon Palace, was half a step behind.

The willows are like eyebrows, the clouds are like hair, and the shark is misty and fragrant snow.

Honorific name, Taiyin Xingjun.

The word fairy is just that the world thinks that her appearance is better than strength and cultivation, and when one thing reaches the extreme, it often hides other places.

Everyone knows that the Taiyin Fairy is known as the first beauty in the world, but who knows that her cultivation has reached the peak of the gods, except for the immortals, there may not be one for tens of thousands of years.

Led by Xi Jin, a group of monks living in the Immortal Era were inexplicably nervous and excited, if you want to say which god is the most mysterious in the Immortal Dao Era, it should be Taiyin Xingjun.

Except for walking with immortals, he rarely appears in public, and no one has even seen this star monarch make a move so far. What kind of supernatural power does a god have at its peak, how powerful is it, and how does it compare with immortals?

This has always been an unsolved mystery in the Immortal Dao era, and the more mysterious things are, the more they can arouse people's curiosity.

Today, the Taiyin Star Monarch at the peak of the god is finally going to make a move, showing the world the divine power of the peak of the god of transformation.

"Meet Taiyin Xingjun."

"It deserves the name of the sword."

The Taiyin Fairy nodded slightly in praise, and before Mo could return the salute or be modest, a breath of the golden pill period came from below, and the source was the woman who had fallen into the country and the city.

The breath is as holy as the bright moon, but it does not have the majesty that the peak of the god should have, and it is soft and not like words.

Even Mo Yidao's tense nerves that had just been relaxed again, perhaps a little rebellious. But his instinct told him that the Taiyin Xingjun in front of him was not dangerous, at least he couldn't guard himself.

Maybe Xingjun has just recovered to the Jindan stage and has not yet consolidated his realm, so his strength has been greatly damaged.

It seems that the immortals are really inside.

Mo Yidao flashed all kinds of thoughts, and these thoughts coincided with the people in the seats below.

"Those who can take my move and stand can be Yuanying, and those who are two can be powerful."

The voice of the Taiyin Fairy is still crisp and pleasant, but it carries a sense of remoteness, as if it comes from above the nine heavens, and it cannot be touched, but can only be looked up.

The red-like eyes were slightly raised, and when he met his gaze, Mo Yidao felt that the whole world had fallen for some reason.

Cold! The cold that comes from the depths of the soul.

Fear! An irrepressible fear.

Why is this happening?

Bang!

There was a thunder in the heavens and the earth, and the rolling thunder fell, slashing at Mo Yidao's body again.

Thunder could have broken his body in an instant, but he obviously restrained himself and did not sneak attack, giving Mo a second of reaction time. One second is more than enough for a monk of his level to be ready for anything.

The dazzling thunder light pressed on Mo Yidao's body, pressing his knees slightly bent, and his hands held the big knife for difficult support. A body of mana and qi and blood poured out like a dam bursting its banks, trying its best to resist the thunder overhead.

This thunder is stronger than just now!

"Open!"

Mo Yidao roared angrily, the tiger's mouth was torn, and he swung another knife into the sky.

The bright sword light broke through the thunder, and his face turned a little pale, obviously a little out of breath when he swung those two knives in a row.

The mana is still a little, and it is not an overdraft.

Another heavenly thunder condensed, falling with the cold voice of the Taiyin Fairy.

"Those who have three paths, supernatural powers."

Bang!

The third heavenly thunder fell, and it slashed at Mo Yidao's body impartially, and this time it made him spit blood.

"The four realms, the unity of knowledge and action, the perfection of the soul is for the consummation of the primordial infant."

The fourth heavenly thunder fell, and Mo Yidao's arm holding the knife burst into wounds, and blood instantly flowed all over half of his body.

He still didn't bow his head or beg for mercy, he still looked up at the sky, still holding the knife, as if expecting the next thunderbolt to fall.

The Taiyin Fairy paused, and seeing that the other party still refused to give up, he continued: "The Five Dao Masters, the supernatural powers have reached the peak. ”

With a boom, the thunder fell, and this time Mo Yidao could no longer volley in the air. Although he barely blocked the thunder, he couldn't maintain his dignity after all, and even no longer split it with a knife, but resisted.

The figure fell downward, smashing through the marble floor, the crack spreading for several meters, and the vibration reached the outside of the palace.

Mo Yidao struggled to get up, his clothes were in tatters, and there was no skin on his body that was good, and the whole person was a piece of black charcoal.

But he still has the ability to act, even combat effectiveness.

He protected the soul, the dantian, and the whole body of the Zhou Tian veins. Although physical injuries are fatal enough for mortals, for monks, as long as these three aspects are not injured, the others can be temporarily suppressed with cultivation.

Mo swayed and finally stood up, straightened his waist, and pulled out the last knife.

The three knives he brought with him were all magic weapons that were infinitely close to the Jindan period, and if there was any difference, it was probably easy to use. The materials of the Jindan magic weapon are too expensive, and Mo Yidao does not have this money. The reason why those Shangshu have the magic weapon of the Jindan period is because they are backed by the entire government and the huge Shenzhou civilization of billions of people.

In terms of the resources at the disposal of the government, if you look at the percentage, it is more than the cultivation world Kyushu. After all, Kyushu is only the boundary of the human race, and there are places such as the Ancient Mountain, the East China Sea, the Green Hill, and the Lechuan River outside.

"Dare to ask this fifth course." Mo Yidao looked directly at the Taiyin Fairy with a knife, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "What next?" ”

"It can be a god."

Bang!

The thunder fell, and the dazzling thunder light was only a few dozen feet away from everyone, and his breathing stagnated at this moment, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

Is it the Little Five Thunder Fa? What about the Five Thunder Fa-rectification?

The thunder came and went quickly, and in an instant, a figure emitting black smoke came into view.

Mo Yidao half-knelt on the ground, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and struggled a few times and couldn't stand up again. But the person still did not die, but the injury was a little more serious, and half of the Zhou Tian meridians were destroyed.

"Sixth, those who stand next to each other, there are few opponents in the world."

The Taiyin Fairy had indifferent eyes, standing on the top of the Cloud Dragon Ladder, overlooking the below, like the Son of Heaven in the majestic world.

After a hundred years, once again, someone couldn't help but kowtow and stand in this royal court.

"And you can't take it."

At this moment, whether it was silent in the sky or underground, everyone opened their mouths wide, even the monk who stood in the Moon Palace from the beginning was sincerely shocked by the strength of the Taiyin Star Monarch. They knew that the strength of Taiyin Xingjun must not be weak, but they didn't expect it to be so strong.

She didn't move a single step, and she slashed a strong man like Mo Yidao on the verge of falling. What would it be like if we were to go all out?

Isn't this just the pinnacle of the gods? It's simply the second generation of living immortals!

Mo Yidao was completely convinced, put down the blade, and kowtowed.

"Mo Yidao, respect Taiyin Xingjun as a town country-level."

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