readx;? The process of merging the self is more magical and magnificent than Mo Yu imagined. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It can actually induce, roughly blended of foreign regions, overseas heavens, and the atmosphere of the big world, to produce a deep level of integration!

The four breaths, in the end, became one, and there was a certain essential transformation, which also made Mo Yu understand that there were also levels in the extreme realm.

On the Peak of Mending Heaven, he experienced the baptism of thunder outside the realm, fusing the origin of the outside world, and allowing him to cultivate above the limit.

Today, the breath of the self is integrated, and the step is further and step into the limit.

The difference between one layer represents a completely different world. It's not that the power of the Extreme Middle Realm is much stronger than the Extreme Initial Realm, but it is a kind of Origin Enlightenment.

To put it bluntly, the Extreme Realm transcends the rules, overrides everything, penetrates the laws of heaven and earth to control all things, and further, the world is clearer in the eyes.

The external presentation is that Mo Yu can use the unchanging power to release more terrifying power.

He raised his head, his eyes locked on the ancestral spirit, and the killing intent flowed in the cold...... Kill the ancestral spirit, fuse its origin, and achieve the Extreme Upper Realm!

"Looks like you've got it. Ancestral Spirit slowly spoke, the waves in his eyes had calmed down, "Today, whoever you and I can survive will become the Extreme Upper Realm, and then incarnate into the real controller." ”

"Although, I am indeed shocked that you have borrowed my power to break through to the Extreme Middle Realm, but I have been preparing for this day for too long, so you will still die. ”

Mo Yu spoke, "I won't die." ”

Calm, bland, with almost no mood swings, as if narrating, some kind of eternal fact.

The curves of Zu Ling's exposed face instantly tensed, and a palpitating coldness flowed from his body, "Then try, can I kill you!"

Boom -

Mo Yu suddenly made a move, and the explosion of the Extreme Middle Realm made his speed completely exceed his line of sight, and he came to the ancestral spirit with a punch. The fist was like a mountain with the power of destruction, tearing a terrifying black trace in the air, and continued outward, extending countless tiny fragments.

The ancestral spirit statue had long been expected, with his palms folded in front of him, and his arms were round, shaking the power of Mo Yu's punch. At the moment of the touch of the fist, the violent force had already rushed into his body, and a bone moan mixed with the sound of flesh and blood cracking sounded densely.

Blood flowed out, staining the black robe red, but the figure of the ancestral spirit was tough and did not take half a step back. With a "snap", the black robe on his head was shattered by the powerful force, and the face that had been hidden under the black robe appeared in front of him.

Mo Yu's eyes shrank slightly, with his powerful mind, he couldn't help it at the moment, his heart was turbulent! The appearance of the ancestral spirit was exactly the same as him, and with the powerful eyesight of the extreme realm, he couldn't find any difference, as if the two of them were born from the same template!

If it was just like that, Mo Yu wouldn't be too shocked, after all, the transformation technique can be done, any change in appearance. The point is that the breath of the two is almost the same.

Zu Ling was laughing, wanton and cold, "Isn't it shocking, why am I almost exactly the same as you." Now, I'll tell you that it's because you and I are the same!" Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly became resentful, full of unrelenting unwillingness, "I am the same as you, why should I accept a completely different fate? Why am I destined to be your stepping stone from the day I was born." ”

"Mo Yu, I'm not reconciled! Even if this is the unchangeable imprisonment of fate, I have to give it a go, even if I am broken bones, even if I sink forever!"

Whew――

Black flames suddenly ignited, gushing out from the pores around the body, enveloping the ancestral spirit. Like a lake of grease, ignited by flames, the breath around him swelled at a terrifying rate.

Hum -

Hum -

Hum -

Overhead, the Eternal Altar reverberated as it opened its eyes at the same time as all the corpses on its surface. In those eyes, there was a sudden jump, two pitch-black flames, cold and dead silence, but one was revealed, absolutely fierce and crazy!

Mo Yu's heart shrank, and he suddenly looked up at the top of his head, and saw that on the ancient altar, the blood-like viscous light converged into a straight pillar of light, and it slammed down. Among them, there is not only annihilation, but also a trace of breath that makes his soul throb.

Never, contaminated with this pillar of light!

The thought came out of his heart without warning, but it made Mo Yu's mind tense to the extreme!

Boom -

The black robe was drumming, and Mo Yu's body was full of breath, and he was furious in an instant!

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying tornado visible to the naked eye was set off, whistling and spinning straight into the sky!

On the altar of eternity, the red pillar of light was blasted down, and there was no fancy, colliding together.

But unexpectedly, this collision did not make the slightest sound, and the scarlet blood, the moment it came into contact with the raging tornado, it directly blended into it, and then spread rapidly towards Mo Yu's location!

It's like a terrifying virus, once contaminated, it's like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and it can't be removed!

And what's even more terrifying is that this blood color is fighting for control of the berserk tornado!

Mo Yu's face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly, and the violent tornado exploded.

Crystal blood-colored, every bit is like, a blood-colored ice cube, swirling and falling from the sky.

They are like blood elves, with their own spiritual wisdom, whistling and rolling up the yin wind, straight to Mo Yu!

"The lock of the Eternal Altar, no one can break free, Mo Yu, look where you escape!"

The ancestral spirit laughed wildly.

Mo Yu's brows furrowed, he stepped heavily under his feet, and his body disappeared in place in an instant.

When he reappeared, it was thousands of miles away, and the gate of advent suddenly appeared, and his figure swept directly into it without pause.

Hum -

The Advent Gate is gone.

After a breath, the realm of no return came out very deep, the gate of advent appeared, and Mo Yu stepped out.

His face was gloomy and full of anger!

I saw that pieces of blood-colored ice cubes followed him, swarming out from behind the Gate of Advent.

Hmmm――

Not far away, the space fluctuated, and another gate of advent appeared, and the ancestral spirit was bathed in black fire and stepped out of it.

He looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, revealing a cold smile.

It is worthy of the Eternal Altar, the powerful strength of the Extreme Middle Realm, and he can't escape the lock, so he paid such a price in vain!

Smack-

Smack-

Smack-

There was a crisp sound, and it was not the blood-colored ice cubes that hit Mo Yu's body, but they collided with each other, condensing into a layer of translucent crystals around him.

Densely packed, countless ice cubes were constantly added, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Yu was wrapped in its entirety, like a huge translucent eggshell.

The surface, full of strange textures, squirms on its own, like the blood veins inside the human body, forest and terrifying.

Mo Yu's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand and punched out, and the violent energy was unreserved, venting on this crystal. The entire eggshell-like crystal, violently violent, and those textures on the surface squirmed faster, releasing a faint blood-colored halo.

The Extreme Middle Realm erupted with all its might, and the terrifying attacks generated were all dispersed in this halo.

Mo Yu even had a feeling that his punch did not fall on the crystal, but was swallowed up by the vast river of time.

Seeing that Mo Yu had been trapped, two clusters of excitement flushed from the pale face of the ancestral spirit, he turned around and roared, "Eternal Altar, complete the last step of the contract, and part of my soul will belong to you forever." Now, descend on your power!"

Without warning, the Eternal Altar appeared directly, and the corpses on its surface had all been resurrected, looking directly at Mo Yu, the black flames in his eyes burned even more fiercely.

A pillar of scarlet light blasted into the space, trembling slightly, and then collapsing. In the shattered space, a vortex appeared, exuding an incomparably ancient aura, and it was unknown where it led.