In the deep mountains, the majestic spiritual mist ripples in this heaven and earth, because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is too vast, everything here is extraordinarily blurred, even the mountain peaks, are looming in the spiritual mist, extremely hazy

However, although it cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye, the huge whirlpool above the mountain peak is visible to everyone, the whirlpool is about hundreds of zhang huge, and the overwhelming heaven and earth aura is inhaled into the whirlpool, and then swept down the whirlpool, continuously pouring into the slender figure sitting on the mountain peak

At this time, Wang Mo's figure was already covered by the surging aura, and his body was like a bottomless pit, greedily and frantically absorbing and refining all the aura that poured into his body

In the past month, his figure has not moved here like a rock, and that absorption has not stopped for a moment.

But even so, his cultivation still doesn't seem to stop, this scene has made a lot of attention to some of the inner courtyard domain masters here are secretly smacking their tongues, and they really deserve to be the strongest people in the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect now, just by cultivating, they have made such a big move.

When Wang Mo was immersed in cultivation, on a mountain peak not far away, the white-bearded old man was staring at Wang Mo's figure tightly, and then she raised her head and glanced at several peaks in the distance, where there was a figure on each peak, it was Feng Wenruo and the remaining two chief elders.

The white-bearded old man stretched out his right hand like dead wood, and in the palm of his palm, there was a black disc the size of a palm, the disc shimmered with mysterious lines, and a special fluctuation emanated.

The white-bearded old man rubbed his withered fingers on the delicate black disc, and then glanced at this sky, in the eyes of ordinary people, this sky was nothing special, but in the eyes of the white-bearded old man, he could see the light that spread out in the sky, and these rays of light were intricately intertwined, forming a huge Heavenly Sixth-level formation.

This formation consumed his energy for a full month.

The white-bearded old man's mouth opened slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of exhaustion swept through his eyes, he had hardly any rest in the past month, all his time and energy were focused on this formation, such a large workload, even he felt tired.

However, even though he was a little tired, he couldn't rest, because he knew that this time Wang Mo's cultivation of the "Immortal Law" passed down by Shennong was extremely important.

Shennong secretly told him that day, this "immortal law" is born of heaven and earth, nurtured by the sun and the moon, extremely important, in the past, Wang Mo was only cultivated at the bottom, so naturally there was no hindrance, but as Wang Mo's strength became stronger and stronger, it was a higher-level "immortal law", and once he succeeded in cultivating, then it was very likely to be detected by some powerful existences, and at that time, maybe Wang Mo would be exposed or even discovered

Although the masterminds who framed Shennong back then have not made a big move for a long time, he can still faintly feel the horror of those people, that is a kind of fear from the deepest part of his heart, as strong as Shennong's strength, and he was forced to flee with only a trace of residual soul, how terrifying should those people be?

The white-bearded old man didn't think that the current Shennong had the strength to protect Wang Mo in those hands, so he could only do his best to keep Wang Mo from being discovered, anyway, no matter how terrifying Na Hill was, it was absolutely impossible to sense Wang Mo who was completely shielded by the formation from that unknown distance.

"Master, don't worry, I will protect the young master, he is your hope!" The white-bearded old man's hands like dead wood slowly clenched and muttered to himself, his eyes full of determination

In cultivation, time is like sand, and unconsciously, two months have passed quietly

In the past two months, Wang Mo still didn't have any movement, just continuously absorbing and refining the aura of heaven and earth, that mountain peak was already wrapped in a huge spiritual power vortex, and Wang Mo's figure also disappeared, and the vast fluctuations continued to ripple.

Everyone can feel that the immortal power in Wang Mo's body now seems to be much stronger than two months ago, on the mountain peak not far away, the old man with a white beard sits quietly, his eyelids are slightly closed, the breeze blows, raising his somewhat split white hair, and on the peak, the majestic immortal power seems to fluctuate suddenly.

Well, the white-bearded old man's eyes opened almost instantly, he looked at the top of the mountain with a solemn face, and clenched his withered hands: "Are you going to touch the middle level?" he muttered to himself, his body became more and more tense, ready to shield this world at any time.

And when the white-bearded old man was nervously guarded, in Wang Mo's body, in the Immortal Palace, the immortal power was already the size of a fist, and it looked like a pearl emitting green light, which contained a majestic murderous power, which was the result of Wang Mo spending two months absorbing the cultivation of spiritual energy.

"Almost" Wang Mo's heart flashed to himself, and then a tiny vortex appeared in the fairy palace in vain, and with a slight inhalation, the pearl-like immortal power turned into a green light, swimming to Wang Mo's body every time.

At the moment when the immortal power swam on Wang Mo's body, a brilliant green light suddenly gushed out from Wang Mo's body, and after that, a majestic immortal power spread out from the fairy palace and permeated every part of Wang Mo's body.

On the top of the mountain, Wang Mo's eyes opened suddenly, and the heavenly spirit cover was covered by the spiritual light, and the pillar of light rose to the sky, only to see the fairy power that showed green light, which also rushed to the sky, turned into a huge vortex, and sucked it suddenly, the majestic spiritual mist between the heaven and the earth suddenly turned into a surging torrent, and all of them were sucked into Wang Mo's body by the green fairy power.

Wang Mo sat cross-legged in the air, stretched out his hands, and hugged them emptyly, as if he was pressing the sun and the moon in his palms.

Woohoo!

A round of green light, between its palms, quickly condensed, faintly, as if it turned into a green with red light balls, green and red light chasing in it, a vast and strange fluctuation, suddenly spread between heaven and earth.

When the red and green ball of light was formed, in the depths of Wang Mo's body, a series of points of light suddenly appeared, these points of light were connected to each other, and it seemed to be a huge beast!

Oh!

The ancient groan, as if it came from the ancient penetrating time and space, and then from Wang Mo's body, rippling out solemnly, circles of light, condensed behind Wang Mo, in the aperture, a beast head about a hundred zhang or so, slowly condensed out.

This beast's head is extremely blurry, but the shape is the same as that that that appeared when Wang Mo and Tong Duxuan duel, but at the edge of the beast's head, there was actually a trace of green flame beating, that kind of flame was extremely subtle, but it was Feng Wenruo, who was not far away, who was also paying attention to the movement here, and their expressions changed slightly.

That kind of green flame was obviously an extremely terrifying thing, although Wang Mo's green flame was extremely weak, but this did not prevent Feng Wenruo from being amazed.

"Ruozong, if you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait!"

The white-bearded old man looked at the beast head behind Wang Mo, but his face was suddenly solemn, and the sound of shouting rang out, hearing the shouting of the white-bearded old man, Feng Wenruo's palms suddenly raised, only to see several rays of light rising into the sky, and suddenly the sky rippled, only to see a black light curtain, which spread rapidly, and then shrouded in a radius of thousands of zhang.

The darkness fills the air, and this place is like being isolated from the world.

The white-bearded old man's face was serious, and with a wave of his withered hand, the black disc in his hand also rose to the sky, covering it, and one ray of light shrouded down, covering the peak where Wang Mo was, and under that light, Feng Wenruo and the others suddenly felt that the mountain peak in front of them seemed to have disappeared, and any breath in it was isolated.

That feeling is as if that mountain peak doesn't exist in this fate sect at this time.

When the black curtain and the disc were arranged and opened, above the volley, Wang Mo's tightly closed eyes also opened suddenly, and his mind moved, Wang Mo could suddenly feel an extremely majestic immortal power, like a tide, sweeping in his body.

This immortal power, compared to the previous immortal power, is undoubtedly becoming stronger!

An indescribable feeling of pleasure spread from Wang Mo's body, not vomiting or unhappy.

So, Wang Mo stepped on the void, spread his hands, looked up to the sky and roared, the howl was like thunder, rumbling between the heavens and the earth, and in this rolling whistling sound, the immortal power fluctuations that diffused from Wang Mo's body were also rising at this moment.

The peak of the late sixth house, the peak of the late seventh house, the peak of the late eighth house, the peak of the late ninth house, the half-step Dumen

When that kind of immortal power fluctuated, when it reached the peak of the half-step Dumen by leaps and bounds, it finally stopped little by little, Wang Mo's eyes also became extremely bright at this time, his heart was full of excitement, as long as he was one step shorter, he would be able to directly impact the realm of Dumen!

Unexpectedly, this time, he directly crossed several small realms, and directly reached the peak of the realm of wounded doors!

Above the sky, Wang Mo stood in the air, he felt the surging power in his body like a tide, and he couldn't help grinning, it really deserved to be a middle-level "immortal method", in just over two months, he was able to make him cross several small realms in a row, and directly advanced to the peak of the half-step Dumen

Now Wang Mo, as long as he takes one more step, he will usher in the Heavenly Tribulation, and once he has passed the physical Tribulation, then he will officially step towards the realm of Dumen!

Dumen realm, as long as you set foot in this realm, you are qualified to be called a strong person in this immortal world!

Under the Du Gate, there are all ants.