Punch after punch......

Mo Wen didn't know how long he had been fighting, he just waved his arms, stared viciously at those huge bright yellow eyes, and walked forward step by step.

His arms were like lead, getting heavier and heavier, and gradually he seemed to lose consciousness, and his head became heavier and heavier, as if he had a thousand catties, and as if he had ten thousand catties, always trying to pull him to the earth.

He was so tired, and the potential in his body was extremely depleted, like a tree that had been drained of a drop of water.

The eyelids are also fighting, and I don't know when I will close my eyes, and the stone figures in front of me have become a dim patch.

"No! No! I can't lose! I want to cheer up!"

He shook his head desperately, trying to wake up, and a sound of breaking wind came quickly. He wanted to hide, but his body didn't seem to belong to him, so he couldn't dodge at all.

"Bang!"

A huge stone stick slammed into his head, and he felt like an egg on the ground, his head cracking like an eggshell, and his brain slammed back and forth like an egg white and yolk.

"Smack!"

He was slapped away and fell heavily to the ground, a fishy sweet backlash in his throat, and blood splashed in front of his eyes.

Mo Wen felt that he was really not good, everything was at the extreme, and even a trace of energy in his body was exhausted.

"Hoo ......"

There was a rapid sound of breaking wind in his ears, and he rolled his eyes with difficulty, and a huge stone axe was rapidly slashing down.

"Get out!"

Mo Wen yelled, exhausted a trace of anger, shook the giant axe with one palm, jumped high, jumped again on the huge arm of the stone man, pulled out the long knife on his waist, and sheathed the knife, and smashed it into the huge head of the stone man.

The Jedi counterattacked, and the huge stone man was unprepared, and his head exploded in an instant.

But this is also to use up all his liliang, a drop of potential in his body was squeezed dry, a huge sense of exhaustion invaded the whole body, the long knife fell, the eyelids were also closed heavily, and the body was like a fallen leaf, falling freely.

"Bang!"

He slammed to the ground, but felt nothing but exhaustion, and the endless darkness surged like a tide from all sides, and soon annihilated him.

"Not good!"

Outside the Great Ding, Mo Tianming and Mo Jiuyou's faces suddenly changed.

"Ask!" There was also a cry of pain outside the cave, like a cuckoo crying blood, Mo Wen's mother Yan Ruoqing staggered into the cave, tears rolling in her eyes.

Mo Tianming jumped towards the Dading as soon as possible, glanced back at his heartbroken wife in mid-air, and smiled lightly.

"Brother Ming!" Yan Ruoqing and Mo Tianming stayed together, and immediately knew what they meant, and exclaimed loudly.

However, before her words fell, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the side, and a palm slashed at Mo Tianming, Mo Tianming went away with a mortal heart at this moment, how could he think of a sudden change and be shocked back. And that black shadow used the power of the shock to go straight to the Great Ding at a faster speed.

"No shadow! no!" Mo Tianming exclaimed, the black shadow was no shadow, he was in a hurry, he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"Don't be reckless!"

Just as Wuying was about to throw himself into the Great Ding, Mo Jiuyou shouted loudly, pushed out with one palm, and flew out of Wuyingzhen.

Mo Tianming, who was shocked back, saw that he was stopped without a shadow, and he was suddenly overjoyed and shocked, thinking that his son was in danger, and immediately flew towards Dading again.

"Don't be reckless!" Mo Jiuqian on the side hurriedly stopped.

"Father, get out of the way, I want to save Wen'er!" Mo Tianming was furious and pushed Mo Jiuqian away.

"Bastard, do you want to kill Wen'er?" Mo Jiuqian scolded angrily.

"There's a turnaround!" Mo Jiuyou on the side suddenly shouted.

Mo Tianming is worried about his son and is anxious, how can he listen to it?

Showing his body, bypassing his old father, he was about to jump towards the big ding, but the next moment he suddenly stiffened.

The rest of the crowd was also startled, and the air around them suddenly froze, and the dust on the ground slowly rose, and then the sand was broken...... Macadam......

"Roar...... Roar ......"

A low roar came from the Great Ding, and everyone looked in the direction of the Great Ding in shock.

"It's over!" Mo Wen said secretly in his heart, everything in front of him seemed to be leaving quickly.

The light gradually dimmed, countless illusions and memories poured up, and he saw Dongfang Tianxue with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of mockery.

She pointed at Mo and scolded loudly: "Who do you think you are? It's just a useless waste, if it weren't for Kunwu Mountain, what qualifications would you have to be on the same level as me?"

"Do you think I'll marry you if I don't get married? Hmph! I, Dongfang Tianxue, will never marry you even if I marry a pig or a dog. ”

He saw Dongfang Zhuo pointing at himself and shouting in front of his father: "Lord Moshan, I admit that my cultivation is not as good as you, but it's a pity, Tiger Father and Dog." Look at this coward, a thirteen-year-old Zhuji is the eldest one, hehehe...... I'm afraid I can't count on nourishing qi in this life. If you don't have this background of life experience, I'm afraid you really wouldn't even be worthy of lifting shoes for Xue'er...... It's just that the appearance of the mountain lord and this waste is still somewhat similar to the mountain lord, otherwise I would be a little suspicious of the rumors...... haha....... ”

He saw Lao Huang, bloody, and dead. He saw the face he had when he died, and the eyes that were full of resentment and unwillingness.

He saw his father's smiling face, saw his mother crying sadly, he saw the eldest grandfather turning away in disappointment, saw the white-haired grandfather crying, and saw the third grandfather crying silently.

Zuihou he saw the eldest brother Mo Forget, he stood in the rain with his hands behind his back, staring at himself with angry eyebrows.

"Get up!" Mo forgot to scold loudly, and his tone was unmistakable.

Mo asked, almost reflexively, "Teng!" and opened his eyes.

The rain was still falling, and the pupils of the big bright yellow eyes behind the rain curtain shrank, and a low roar came out, like a dog about to bite.

Mo Wen grabbed the long knife that fell to his side and got up from the ground with difficulty. He staggered, blood poured from his mouth, mixed with broken internal organs, and he was extremely embarrassed.

I tried to wipe the blood from the corner of my mouth, but found that I couldn't finish wiping it, so I simply ignored it, looking at those big bright yellow eyes, and a trace of extreme fanaticism flashed in my eyes.

"It's finally you!"

"Bluff ......"

The Holy Spirit of the Divine Mountain roared angrily, his vertical pupils became smaller, and he stared at Mo Wen viciously.

"Nothing can stop me!"

Mo Wen whispered, his tone was extremely firm, he clenched the long knife in his hand tightly, and began to run towards the Holy Spirit of the Sacred Mountain, faster and faster, like a sharp arrow off the string.

"Roar!"

The Holy Spirit of the Sacred Mountain roared, the huge mountain range shook, the earth cracked countless times, and the Holy Spirit of the Sacred Mountain kept struggling, as if trying to break free from the shackles. Countless huge chains around it were taut, and countless runes shone brightly.

Around the two huge bright yellow eyeballs, the rocks kept sliding, and a behemoth below was breaking free, it was a huge beast, like a man-eating giant crocodile, hideous and terrifying.

"Bang...... Syllable...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

Two huge claws also pulled out of the ground, and they were several huge mountain ranges, and countless huge iron chains, as well as mountain rocks, grass and trees, attached to them.

Mo Wen was fearless, buried his head in high-speed running, ignoring the huge noise in front of him.

"Roaring ......"

The Holy Spirit of the Sacred Mountain roared angrily, with a huge mouth and countless fangs, staring viciously at the high-speed crawling ant in front of him, and there was fear in his eyes, completely losing the domineering momentum just now.

"Drink!"

Mo Wen rushed to the front, flew up and shouted wildly, and slammed into the head of the huge Holy Spirit like a high-speed bullet by inertia.

"Whew......"

The Holy Spirit burst out in fear, and even wanted to dodge, and a giant claw pulled out a handful of "bullets" that grabbed into the air from the ground.

"Choke ......"

The huge iron chain tightened, and the giant claw was suddenly stopped when it was about to touch Mo Wen, who still slammed forward at high speed.

"Whew......"

The incomparably large sacred mountain spirit roared, and the huge body shattered like a phantom.

"Bang la ......"

Mo Wen smashed into a huge pool of blood like a bomb, splashing countless blood-red blood, and an incomparably rich fishy smell poured into his ears, nose and mouth.

He knelt on one knee in the middle of the pool, feeling the thick sensation of blood.

Slowly raised his head, the huge valley was still there, but the dark clouds, thunder and lightning in the sky had all disappeared, it was pitch black, and there were golden runes shining in the dark, and there was actually a kind of divine aura.

Everything in front of him seemed familiar, and Mo Wen suddenly remembered the black giant egg that appeared when the coffin puller was searching for his great secret!

When he returned to the mountain, he told his grandfather about the mysterious coffin puller, and at that time, his grandfather said solemnly that this person should not exist in the world!

It is even more solemn that Mo Wen must not mention this person in the future, otherwise something ominous will happen.

Mo Wen clearly remembered the expression of the eldest grandfather at that time, as if the person pulling the coffin seemed to have touched some terrifying taboo.

"It's really in me!"

Mo Wen looked up, shocked in his heart.

For a moment, he had a realization in his heart: this was a kind of imprisonment, a powerful seal, and unless he broke this seal, he could never expect to set foot in the realm of Qi cultivation.

He could feel the seal strong, but he didn't back down.

"Even Heaven can't stop me!"

Mo Wen slowly closed his eyes, and slowly placed his right hand on the handle of the knife on one side.

A trace of strange liliang appeared, whether it was a pool of muddy rain or a pool of blood, there was a trace of ripples, and the ripples became bigger and bigger.

Syllable...... Syllable...... Crackling......

The gravel and rain slowly detached from the ground and floated in the air, as if there was no gravity.

The pool of blood boiled, and the crimson blood splashed, as if it was pulled by some mysterious liliang, turning into countless thin red spirit snakes, clinging to Mo Wen's body, wandering on its skin, looking for every possible gap, and struggling to drill into Mo Wen's body.

This pool of blood is transformed by the essence blood of the Holy Spirit of the Divine Mountain, which has unparalleled divine power, and is baptizing Mo Wen's body.

Those red spirit snakes were extremely domineering, and everywhere they went, they were like a group of thugs, destroying the city and destroying everything, and then like spring rain soaking into the dry desert, they were moisturizing and repairing Mo Wen's body, making him burst out with powerful vitality.

Skin, bones, blood, and internal organs have been baptized over and over again, and Mo Wen's physical body has become incredibly strong.